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Post by Puck on Feb 9, 2011 23:05:23 GMT -5
((ooc: Okay, this takes place in Puck’s dorm a little after classes end for the day. Open to Puck’s friends; Clopin, Taylor, Grell, etc. The title is a verse from the song “Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy” by Tata Young, aka Tink’s song. :3))
Puck hated biology. Puck hated the biology teacher. Puck hated having assigned lab partners. Puck hated the biology teacher. Puck hated the lab partner he had been paired with. Puck hated the biology teacher. Puck hated having to invite his lab partner into his room to study. And most of all, Puck hated the biology teacher.
Puck frowned bitterly as he walked down the Emberclaw hallway towards his bedroom, the bouncy little freshman following close behind. She claimed it was due to the fact that she didn't want to get lost, but Puck knew otherwise.
Turning the key into his lock, Puck rolled his eyes as Tinkerbell continued to chatter, her especially high voice beginning to get on the boy's taut nerves. Motioning for her to enter, he placed his hands out in front of him in a direct, orderly manner.
"Okay, first of all; we're here to study. That means no touching my stuff; merchandise or…otherwise," he said, keeping a wary eye on the girl. Tink shrugged innocently, taking a seat on the edge of Puck's bed. Puck blinked, taking a minute to breathe in deeply before at last taking a seat. This was going to be a rather…"interesting" study session.
After a good thirty minutes of discussing heredity and transferring DNA, Tink seemed to forget about Puck's previous order of keeping her hands to herself. She began to get a little flirty; with small things, at first, like brushing her fingers against Puck's leg "accidentally", or moving her face particularly close to his when asking a question. Puck began to grow irritated, attempting to wave the girl away. But she would not listen.
Tink's antics began to take a turn for the mortifyingly inappropriate, and it wasn't long before she had positioned herself on top of Puck, leaning over top of him against the pillows of his bed. Face as red as a beet, the boy tried desperately to force the girl away from him, but Tink, apparently, took this as a come-on, and only moved herself closer as she held her small frame just inches away from Puck's own body.
"T-Tinkerbell! What the-what are you-get off me!" Puck said, wide-eyed and blushing.
Tinkerbell shook her head, smirking triumphantly. Puck continued to try and speak. but Tinkerbell silenced him with a finger to his lips. The poor boy was unbelievably uncomfortable at the moment, and couldn't seem to force the girl off of him.
As Puck attempted to speak, Tink merely trailed her free fingers along the boy's face, drawing her own closer as she did. At the moment, she was somewhat straddling his hips, and this would have had to look very suspicious to anyone who might happen to walk in on them...
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Post by Clopin on Feb 9, 2011 23:40:06 GMT -5
Taylor and Clopin strolled to the Emberclaw dorms, apparently having been invited for some biology study session in Puck's room, since it happened to be one of the larger dorms.
"Hey Clopin...you think that annoying little kid's gonna be there?" Taylor asked, crossing her arms as the pair walked up the stairs.
"Watch where you're going, Taylor. You'll trip on the stairs if you keep your eyes closed and that smile on your face like some triumphant brat." Clopin said, with a mocking look. The brunette simply rolled her eyes, and shook her head as she jumped up the next few stairsteps. "Fine. Now, you never answered my question." Taylor said, reaching the top of the stairs before Clopin. The gypsy trailed behind her, until he reached the top of the stairs as well.
"I don't know, to be quite honest. There is a rather high possibility....she is his lab partner." he said, looking around. Then without another word, Clopin turned to the left, heading down the hallway. Taylor followed after him, picking up her pace just a bit. Before she could say another word, Clopin had already opened the door, with a look of shock on his face. Taylor's eyes widened involuntarily, before she smirked. "....Damn. Someone just couldn't keep their hands to themselves, now could they, cheater?" Taylor said, walking into the room with the same stealthy movement as a shark.
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Post by Puck on Feb 9, 2011 23:47:00 GMT -5
Both Tink and Puck turned abruptly to face the door, each of their jaws falling open in shock. Puck froze, his face growing even redder than before, if that was even possible to believe.
"C-Clopin! Taylor!" Puck stuttered, forcing himself to speak. He glanced to Tink, trying to think up an explanation to their odd "predicament".
Tink, on the other hand, had achieved a look of both embarrassment and annoyance. Ignoring Puck's pleading glances, she sighed, rolling her eyes guiltily. She had been caught.
"Dammit," she muttered. As her blue eyes moving quickly between Puck and Clopin, a certain thought sprung to mind. Maybe she wasn't quite finished with all this...
Feigning a look of sheepishness, she smiled nervously. "Er, I-I think we've been caught, Puck," she said, paying no attention to Puck's next shocked glare.
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Post by Clopin on Feb 9, 2011 23:54:36 GMT -5
Clopin and Taylor gave a quick look to each other before focusing their attention back to Tink and Puck. "Someone call God. I think all hell's going to break loose." Taylor said, waving a hand sarcastically. Who cared if she couldn't use idioms correctly?
"Hell shall break loose indeed." Clopin said, walking just a bit closer to the two. At the snap of his fingers, a scythe appeared in his right hand, with a silver blade.
The gypsy trailed his fingers along the very edge of the scythe, before looking back to Taylor. The girl had already slipped out a custom made dagger, a smile adorning her face as she stepped forward.
"Puck....and Tinkerbell....do you two know what we do to despicable people like you?" Taylor asked slowly, pointing the dagger at the two.
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Post by Puck on Feb 10, 2011 0:01:45 GMT -5
Puck's eyes widened, as did Tinkerbell's at the sight of the two teenagers' sudden drawing of weapons. Tink was actually scared now, and Puck could tell from her gaping, trembling expression. Taking advantage of this, Puck shoved her to the side of his bed, holding his hands out in front of him as he stared back at Clopin and Taylor.
"What the-hold on now! I didn't even do anything!" He insisted, shaking his head violently. "She....she forced herself upon me!" Puck shouted, pointing a finger at a scowling Tinkerbell. He knew this sounded highly unconvincing, but the poor boy was too confused, embarrassed, and frightened, all at the same time.
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Post by Clopin on Feb 10, 2011 0:07:58 GMT -5
Taylor assumed a sarcastic expression on her face, and set the dagger at her side. "Do you believe this, Clopin? Oh, and look! Little miss Tinkerbell here is scared!" Taylor snapped, with a snarl upon her face. Clopin merely nodded as he looked at the two.
"It would seem so...I recall her saying she wasn't scared, but I presume that it was because she assumed we had no tangible weapons." Clopin observed. Taylor only nodded in agreement, with the same look of sarcasm.
"Hopefully, this incident will teach you both not to mess with trained assassins." Clopin said, glaring at Puck and Tink as his eyes darted between them.
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Post by Puck on Feb 10, 2011 0:15:05 GMT -5
"Clopin, listen to me," Puck said, trying desperately to make himself believed. "If I was going to cheat on you, do you honestly think that I would with her?"
Tinkerbell scowled at Taylor, then at Puck. True, she was scared, but she was also sassy, and had a few good things left to say to all of them at the moment.
"Oh, sod off, Puck, and take responsibilities for your actions," she growled, rolling her eyes. "It's not like these idiots'll believe you anyways..."
In a flash, Puck had grabbed the girl up by the collar, lifting her up from her spot on the bed to meet her eye level. "Watch it, girl," he spat through gritted teeth. "You've caused me enough trouble as it is, you and your lies. Let me tell you now, that I do not cheat. Especially not with irritating little squirts like you." If Puck hadn't been so angry, he could have smirked at the look of terror in her eyes.
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Post by Clopin on Feb 13, 2011 22:23:59 GMT -5
"Idiots? My god, she thinks we're idiots, Clopin." Taylor said, sarcasm dripping through her voice as she turned to the gypsy, who was already fuming.
"I don't know who to believe. Honestly...the entire situation seems too unusual. But I shall make a deal. How about Taylor and I leave you two to figure this mess out, and we'll come back later?" Clopin asked, as he leaned against the scythe in his hand, with one raised eyebrow, and his free hand to his chin.
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Post by Puck on Feb 13, 2011 22:29:49 GMT -5
"What?" Puck said suddenly, dropping the girl from his clutches. Tinkerbell fell soundlessly to the floor, and gave the boy yet another scowl.
"No! Don't leave me alone with her! That's how this whole thing happened to begin with!" Puck said, motioning between the two of them and his bed. Tinkerbell, still fairly upset with her plan's failure, was beginning to have doubts about this one working as well, and at last gave a tired sigh.
"Fine, I admit it," she said, rolling her eyes. "Puck didn't have anything to do with this whole thing. It was only me. I...'threw myself at him', like he said." Tink folded her arms across her chest with another frown, daring either Clopin or Taylor to say anything to her.
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Post by Taylor on Feb 13, 2011 22:45:20 GMT -5
"Just as I expected. Nice going on that one, Clopin." Taylor said, turning to the boy beside her. Clopin nodded in agreement, smiling once Tinkerbell had confessed. "It only takes a little bit of threatening and speaking skills." Taylor said with a smirk.
"So, freshie, you have anything else to say to the big, bad juniors?" Taylor asked, in a mocking tone.
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Tinkerbell
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Post by Tinkerbell on Feb 13, 2011 22:52:19 GMT -5
Looking up at the three upperclassmen, Tinkerbell scowled for a moment, then bit her lip. Suddenly, Tink found that she wasn't as powerful as she had thought to be when she was "fooling" the others....and now, she realized, even that hadn't worked.
Stepping to her feet, she still tried to keep the same cocky tone as before, though she realized, with dismay, that she was at least a head shorter than each of them.
"I have nothing left to say to any of you," she said, with a haughty, superior air about herself. Looking back at the white-haired one of the group, Tink paused for a moment, grabbing him by the collar of the shirt. Matching her blue eyes to his, she drew her face closer.
"You will be mine, Puck. I can promise you that," she said seriously, her eyes half-closed in a fitting expression. Even though she was trying to sound serious and dramatic, there was still the immature 14-year-old tone to her voice, which made the whole thing sound rather unbelievable.
Puck narrowed his own slanted eyes, speaking through clenched teeth. "Get...out."
The freshman did as she was told, for once not walking with the same flirtatious bounce to her step. Puck sighed after her, knowing that there little "situation" was in no way over, but at least it was on hold at the moment.
"I hate that little girl," he muttered bitterly. With another sigh, Puck looked back over at Clopin and Taylor apologetically. "Sorry about...that."
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