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Post by Nineteen on Oct 27, 2009 23:01:49 GMT -5
OOC: If you'd like to be in the thread, let me know. For now it's just Nineteen, Xander, and Gage as they seem the most likely to pull a prank. However if you do want to be in, please have a good IC reason for why your character would participate/why they would be trusted not to alert the teachers.
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Nineteen got her tray of food from the lunch counter, and made her way over to the general tables set up in the mess hall. Someone, however, had left one of the door's open that lead into the kitchen. It wasn't an unusual sight -- they weren't exactly hiding anything back there, than Nineteen knew of -- but it did give her a reason to casually glance in.
What she saw wasn't a big surprise: big bags of chips, trail mix, the sort of stuff you put in large bowls at parties. They'd known about the upcoming Halloween party for a couple days now, and it made sense that they'd been stocking up on supplies. Nineteen continued on her way when something else caught her eye: big jugs of fruit punch and a row of 2-liter bottles of Sprite. The stuff that party punch was made out of.
And everyone knew that punch only existed to be spiked.
Grinning to herself, Nineteen quickly walked over to where Xander and Gage were eating. She dragged one of the folding chairs over to the table, balancing the tray on one hand. After setting down the tray, she turned the chair around, swinging her leg over to straddle it. She was still smiling to herself all the while.
"Sup guys?"
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Post by xander on Oct 30, 2009 20:11:36 GMT -5
Xander sat opposite Gage in the mess hall, ideally picking at his food. He kept his plate close to him and all the food pushed toward him. Ever since the pepper incident, he’d been a tad concerned about a second attempt. It wasn’t that he didn’t like spicy foods, he could easily enjoy what others considered lava, it was more not letting Gage get at him again. It was principle.
He set down his fork and narrowed his eyes slightly. The look on her face was one he was relatively familiar with. It was similar to a few Gage had and the ones he saw in the mirror. Figuring it was just irrational paranoia Xander turned back to his food, checking idly to see if anything had been added.
“Not’ting much,” he shrugged, “Just some grub and friendly conversation. Got a reason for asking?”
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Post by gabriel on Oct 31, 2009 2:41:13 GMT -5
Gage looked at Xander and rolled his eyes. "I mean, come on, you didn't even think about it? She spends like most of her time with you." Gage had no idea if this was true or not. "Well, you guys get along and she's pretty hot you know, except for the muscle thing which just kind of makes me nervous. But even that's cool. She's uh, disciplined and she's cool. You've never even thought about it?"
Gage asked. "I would-" he stuffed lasagna in his mouth when he heard a folding chair being dragged across the floor and looked over to see Nineteen coming to sit at their table. Gage nodded at her and mumbled something that resembled agreement when Xander spoke. He swallowed down the lasagna as quickly as he could. "What's up with you?"
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