[ she doesn't think it's jaune too! thank god for that. ]

No, the guy I know from work doesn't write like this. He talks more like some kind of... weirdo.

[ she places her palm on her face, fingers splayed so that yang can see her eyes. when she speaks again, her voice takes on a lower register. she's trying to imitate gundam tanaka. ]

I am the Dark Lord of Ice, the servant of darkness! I live in the sewers where my body can truly be free!