What could he be up too? Lash and Claus take the case!

[things_go_boom]

Who: Lash, Claus, Pokey
When: Oct. 14 - Evening , before Bar Times
What: SPYING ON YOUNGER KIDS before getting drunk at taverns aka Typical Friday events for Lash and Claus
Where: THE DORMS
Warnings: BLOOD GUTS AND ...wait okay no

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[pkmachomega]

Claus was already in the sunglasses he would later wear to the bar, despite the fact that the sun was rapidly setting. There was nothing fun about what Pokey did to his friends, family, and hometown. But, he was on a spying mission, and he wanted to look the part a little. That part might've been just a little fun.

"Me neither," He responded. After a moment's consideration, he pushed his sunglasses up and took another look.

"... No, still nothing."

[godisachild]

There might be nothing now, but it isn't long before the boy shows up in the room, whistling a tune. He kicks the door shut again as he enters, a plastic bag under his arm that he carelessly throws towards his bed and misses by a wide margin, some of the contents falling out and rolling onto the floor. Most of it seems to be fatty snacks of some kind. Not really a surprise there. A few more items, seemingly harmless: some silly string, bleach, a pair of wire cutters. If he brought anything with him that could be immediately incriminating, it's Lash and Claus' bad luck that it hasn't shown up yet

[things_go_boom]

That did get a reaction from Lash, as she harshly whispered in an excited tone. "HE HAS WIRE CUTTERS! AND SILLY STRING! BLEACH! HE COULD MAKE A BOMB WITH THAT!" Okay more like Lash could build a bomb with that (or anything for that matter), but when one is desperately looking for anything, you sort of try to make connections.

Besides Pokey didn't seem like the type of guy who would want to bleach or clean his clothing anyway.

[pkmachomega]

It didn't matter that Lash was reaching, Claus was going to eat up whatever she said about Pokey. The boy could do no good in his eyes. He looked alarmed, but determined. So the little bastard was going to make a bomb, was he? If anyone knew about bombs, it was Lash.

"Y-you think?!"

[things_go_boom]

"Oh yeah, I definitely thing so," she replied back with a firm nod. Looking over to his window, she waited to see what he'd do.

[godisachild]

For a moment, the little bastard just remains on the computer. He seems entertained at first, then slowly more and more bored. Eventually he kicks his swivel chair away from the desk, getting up and going over to the closet in the bedroom.

It's hard to see him, but the fact that he's looking frantically for something becomes fairly obvious as clothes and other small items get thrown out of the closet. After a moment or two of scrounging, Pokey finally emerges with what he was looking for: a Super Soaker he'd brought with him and what appears to be a funnel.

Taking a seat on his bed, he places the funnel against the filling cap for the super soaker and, taking the bleach, starts to fill it.

[things_go_boom]

"Hey he's going to bleach people's cloth-"

[things_go_boom]

"Tee hee hee! I should do that to Cyrus one time. That's a pretty good idea!"

Look when you were used to exploding things with expensive ingredients sometimes you simply forgot the classics.

[pkmachomega]

"No, no, no. Lash, bleach can be super dangerous!" He whispered, giving the girl a nudge.

"What if he means to spray it in people's eyes or something?! That would be awful, people could go blind!!"

God, I'm sorry how late this is. Life has been crazy lately.

[godisachild]

You may never find out, because Pokey is heading out the bedroom door, leaning the water gun against his shoulder as he leaves like a rifle.

And then immediately coming back in a few seconds later, as if he'd forgotten something. He rushes back to his computer, typing furiously at it.

Clearly, he's writing down something important. But what?

it's cool!!

[pkmachomega]

At the sudden movement from Pokey, Claus whipped his head around to Lash.

"We have to find out what he's writing on the computer!"