Sock + WART: Something Wicked This Way Comes (like a Mountie)

[themountie]

After having been bitten by Agent Cooper, Fraser was feeling surprisingly good bad...

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Son? What on earth are you up to? Bob asked as his son slid into the DJ's seat

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[bantersucks]

((Any other pups who could conceivably be in the Great Hall can feel free to notice his exit. The broadcast is not necessarily blaring in the hall unless you want it to, the scarab can pick these things up on its own. If any evil pups need a punching bag/someone to at least keep them from ICly really hurting the good or unaffected, drop me a line.))

Naturally, the scarab picked up the radio broadcast almost immediately. Paranoid though it was, instead of actually listening to its content, it immediately started filtering and analyzing the broadcast, breaking it down to determine its nature - after all, it was the first wireless signal it had ever picked up at Hogwarts

[hellminxmel]

Maia was moodily tramping through the Great Hall when she caught a glimpse of some boy hunched over. Great. Jaime. And he probably saw her.

And as her Mum (she thinks--well, someone, anyway) always said, 'You can't stop doing your best just because you feel sad', she stalks to the cupboard boredly, hiding behind the door.

Watching it open, she sighs a little and says 'Hey, freak-boy. Bent double 'cause you like to take it up the arse or are you just having a 'the voices are getting to me' day?'

Her heart isn't really in it.

[bantersucks]

((Bah, meetings. Bah, evening class. Will be sporadic in tag backs.))

Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me.

Jaime jerked his head back inside before he could be seen, immediately slamming the door shut. It was an automatic response, and after he did it he mentally kicked himself for giving her a reaction, but he didn't want Maia to see him like this. Not before Lola did. There was still that tiny nagging fear that the armor would repulse or freak out people.

At least the scarab hadn't launched into its usual snarling desire to fight, for whatever reason, but that was small comfort. The door had automatically locked behind him, not that it would do any good. "What do you want, Maia?" he finally replied, sounding more neutral than anything. He wasn't really in the mood to give her the reaction she wanted anyway.

[hellminxmel]

(*g* I'm meant to be cleaning, anyway.)

Maia's hand plunges through the door, trying to unlock it from the inside. When that doesn't work, she simply walks through, observing him. Hey, in a small space with some dude who is, really, quite hot...it's just the evil thing is hard to keep up in conversation when she feels like this.

'What do I always want?' she responds, surveying him with interest. Hmm. Okay, maybe not so hot now. 'You're looking a little metallic, there.'