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 Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 10:04 pm
"OH MY ******** GOD I JUST GOT IN HERE." Clerise leaped up and out of the tub, and fortunately for her, the copious amount of bubble bath she'd thrown in were covering her tatas-- and, she still had a pair of black boyshorts to preserve what little dignity she had. "PIZZA IS WORTH THE SACRIFICE." Why was she yelling? Perhaps no one knew. She was behind everyone else, slow as always. Even still, she made a stop at the walk-in closet. Clerise grabbed poor Sasha a baby doll and some flimsy dress for herself. Throwing it on over her still damp and bubble covered body, Clerise sprinted after Clarice, nearly trampling the long outfit she'd chosen for the other girl. She figured Sasha might thank her later. If she remembered. TO THE PIZZA.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 10:26 pm
Getting her piece of cake from Julie and carefully started took a first bite and her eyes went wide with surprise that it was really really good cake. Ok Julie was alright in her book so long as she didn't have to go on a mission with her. Tori spotted Infinity waving to her as she finished up her piece of cake. "Heya Infinity," she replied and was going to say more but hearing Clarice saying that there pizzas were getting stolen and she wasn't too happy about it. Since she didn't get any pizza on that mission she wasn't going to let it happen again. Not caring that she was in her pajamas one bit as Tori ran out the door to rescue those pizzas!
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 10:32 pm
Oh no! Not the pizza! Now Molly was torn. She really wanted pizza…but she didn’t want to go beating up any boys for it. She was uh…a bit of a pacfisit, you know? Molly winced as she watched Bix get socked by Clerise outside. Yeaaah…she couldn’t do that to anyone…and besides…
Someone needed to stay behind and make sure the alcohol stayed safe.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 10:47 pm
The door banged open and Madison came back in, clutching a pizza box to her chest. She looked a bit bedraggled, but there was both the glow of victory and the scent of delicious pizza all around her.
"Got some," she said, flashing a V-sign at the room in general before laying the box down reverently and extracting a piece of slightly squished pizza. "Mmmhmhmmm," she sighed as she took a bite, eyes half-closing in bliss.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 11:20 pm
She didn't quite burst into the room, but definitely came in not as quietly as the first time. Fini was a little worse for wear, and plotting some payback for a certain Batboy. But at least she was still in one piece - mostly - and had all her clothes intact.
And the first thing she did was walk over and rummage a small piece of that wonderful cake she'd watched have equally wonderful and fantastic effects on others.
"I hope I don't remember this night in the morning. It would kind of be really embarrassing to admit I got my butt kicked as well as lost my pizza to Batboy."
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 11:35 pm
Clarice kicked open her door, dumping Dwight's unconscious body off to the side and placing several delicious pizzas on the snack table. Grabbing up a PBR, she finished the entire can in one long chug and then crushed it against her head with a toothy growl. Yeah, that's right. Clarice was a goddamn warrior princess, so ******** you Allan she'd get revenge for your stupid big-strongness later.
"Good job ladies, while our fellow huntresses are cleaning up the rest of the pizza thieving mantrash, let's start the cinematic mancandy." She started fixing the projector, an operation that took slightly longer than normal due to booze cake.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 11:36 pm
[[ enter ]]
Clerise pouted once she got into the room, nibbling at the pizza until it was gone.
She frowned.
God, she was still so hungry, and for something that wasn't sugary bullshit cake full of..
God.
What was even in this cake, anyway. With a pout, the redhead just grabbed a fistful of it, eating it with remorse, and her stomach growled in protest.
"FINE. FINE. We can go back ONE MORE TIME."
FOR THE HORDE, OR SOMETHING. BACK TO THE FRAY.
[[ healing, exit ]]
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 11:43 pm
Sasha made her second entrance. Her face was tear-streaked and she looked very, very unhappy with the current situation. Sniffling loudly, the trainee promptly headed for the cake.
Who needed pizza?
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 11:52 pm
Tori had grumbled all the way back to Clarice's room as she total wanted that pizza too, but she wasn't doing to die for it as clearly Wilson wanted it worse that she did. Aklin was just amused over the whole thing and she was total going to somehow get Wilson back sometime.
Entering the room she saw that Clarice was back and setting up for a movie to which Tori felt better at losing her pizza. Going over to were the cake was and got herself another piece. While she was eating the cake she saw that there were pizzas on the snack table and she was happy. "Your the very best Clarice!!," Tori said very excited as she took a slice and put it with her cake as she couldn't wait for the movie.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 12:02 am
When the door clicked open again, it wasn't a drunk and/or triumphant girl framed by the doorway. In fact, Petra was about as far away from either one of those as humanly possible. The look on the moon hunter's face was complete bafflement as she stood at the threshold, eyebrows furrowed as midnight blue eyes swept slowly across the scene which unfolded in front of her. Which was... basically half-naked women. And booze. Everywhere. As she swept her gaze in a wide arc, every once in a while she would pause on one girl or another, eyebrows lifting a little in surprise or in question, sometimes with a little head-tilt, (Clarice in particular received an extremely long, confused stare, the words 'cinematic mancandy' sparking a series of slow blinks.)
Tilting her head down, Petra finally turned her eyes to the floor, as if trying to process this information for a second before shaking her head. Looking up again, the moon trainee bent down to pick up a bottle of booze, straightening up and glancing to her right, where another bottle rested on a table nearby. This, too, she picked up, this process repeated once more before she turned around without saying a single word, walking out of the room.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 12:09 am
As Petra walked down the hall, a hand snatched out and pulled her into the stairwell with no advanced notice, capturing her in big, possessive arms and making very sure she didn't drop her load. The assailant was a hooded figure, dark and mysterious, covering her mouth to make sure she didn't scream. When he saw the bottles, however, he pulled off the hood, let her go, and hopped from one foot to another in joy.
"Eeeeeeee I love you so much, you're my faaavorite." Robert bent in and kissed Petra right on the lips, while both his hands grabbed for the bottles greedily.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 12:13 am
[Returning]
Cass was drunk.
Cass was also eating pizza.
She was also covered in cake.
Overall, she was a hilarious drunk mess who, upon entering the room, took another slice of the cake and shoved it in her mouth, grinning like an idiot before she stumbled over to her bag, shoved her phone away and then dramatically turned towards that beautiful amazing bathroom that everybody had been marveling over to go take a peek.
"iiIiiIii will clean up...then come watch....manncanndyyehhhyyy...."
She was slurring even more now, and it was quite possible that once Cass was behind the door of the bathroom, she was going to sit in the tub with her clothing still on.
Not safe.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 12:28 am
She'd been half expecting the arms that suddenly assaulted her, so the hand which covered her mouth to ensure her silence wasn't entirely necessary. Still, Petra was startled enough that there was a distinct darkness to her stare as she turned her eyes on her assailant, eyes narrowing a bit at the hooded figure, even with her arms bowed out a little awkwardly by the bottles she had grabbed. The moon trainee didn't need words to express the sentiment either, her flat expression clearly staying 'was that REALLY necessary?' Considering it was Robert, the answer to that question might have been 'yes,' but that didn't mean he was exempt from the skepticism. If anything, it only strengthened her resolve. Especially when he started hopping from one foot to another, like some massive little kid who had just been given ice cream for dinner.
Petra didn't move to tilt her head up into the kiss, still a little too baffled by the entire situation to do much more than stare at him, and maybe give him another, surprisingly vocal look of 'of course I'm your favorite, I mean really.' Instead, she tilted her head to one side to watch as Cass half-stumbled past the stairwell and to duck into Clarice's room, watching well after the girl disappeared before slowly refocusing on Robert.
"..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 2:03 am
Petra looked completely nonplussed, even after he'd lipsmacked her, so he stuck the bottles under his arms and nuzzled his nose against hers. "Thank you, my little angel. Go back to the party, there's actually a lot of girls there who are really happy to see you." He kissed her nose and backed off, but turned back to her on a second thought. "And could you make sure Sasha doesn't do anything she's going to regret tomorrow? I think this is her first time drunk, and she's like, you know. Too innocent to be tweeting about her underwear 'n s**t. Somebody needs to stop her, and apparently nobody else seems to be doing so."
This time, he placed a gentle kiss on Petra's head, before putting down both bottles and collecting the girl in his arms. He snuggled his fiancee against him, and buried his chin into her hair. He said nothing as he did all of this, just soaked in the feeling of her against his body, in silence, for a moment.
When he let her go, he picked the bottles back up, and kissed her - biting her bottom lip. "And be good. No more kissing girls!" Of course, what he actually meant was, no more kissing girls when he wasn't around, but he didn't say as much.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 6:54 am
Syd ABSOLUTELY would have gone into the fray, fangs bared, shouting "I am WOMAN HEAR ME ROAR!" except um... well... See, she'd slipped when trying to get out of the tub and she had spent a good five minutes scrambling just to pull herself out, sopping wet. Then she had gotten out of the bathroom and started to get dressed--except her wet skin made her PJs cling to her body and not want to go on properly--
And to put it simply, she was now on the floor, tangled up in her pj bottoms and wiggling to try and get them on properly--which somehow just made it WORSE. And the white part of the pants? They were starting to get dangerously see through.
"A lil help?" she asked, her panties and bra the only things covering her dignity (or lack thereof.) "Or a lil pizza?" she added hopefully. She would take either!
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