(Untitled)

[gunlocked]

Who: Allen, Debitt
When: after this
Where: Room 107/bathroom
What: Roommate scuffle, later flooded bathrooms
Rating: PG-13 for language? XD

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[clowntricks]

Allen splutters indignantly as he's dragged into the bathroom by the collar of his shirt. He's going to have a nasty mark on his neck in the morning.

"It was a DICTIONARY," he replies. He's kicking at the Noah's legs and trying to hit him with his arms but he's too tangled up in his blankets to do much damage. "If you're not going to use SPELL-CHECK then LOOK UP THE DAMN WORD!"

Seeing the look on the Noah's face he is suddenly very, very glad that the gun is tucked away in the waistband of his pants as opposed to in the hand of his unwanted roommate. There is no way he's going to give it back. Especially not after the Watermelon Incident.

The upside of all of this is that he finally learns where their bathroom is.

[gunlocked]

The battle ground that he had unwittingly chosen was a little too cramped and a little too...white and tiled for his tastes, but given current circumstances, Debitt felt it would still be an acceptable place for an exorcist-beating. That and maybe he could stick Allen's head in the toilet and flush it later, just for kicks.

"You threw a fucking DICTIONARY at me!?" he blurted, giving Allen a good shaking. "Those are heavy, you stupid...!"

He declined to finish his sentence, choosing instead to growl angrily and shove the exorcist into the bathroom wall.

[clowntricks]

His shoulder stings from the impact but it's bearable, if not ignorable. He rotates it in its socket and looks at the Noah indifferently.

"You think a dictionary is heavy?" Allen asks teasingly. He's egging the older teen on and enjoying every moment of it. "Your arms must really be weak. I bet you can't punch worth a damn without your gun."

[gunlocked]

Debitt had always derived a sort of satisfaction from being the smarter, calmer one between his brother and himself. Unfortunately for him, when separated from Jasdero it became painfully obvious that "smart" and "calm" were terms that were entirely relative. While he wasn't necesssarily stupid persay, common sense and level-headedness both proved to be traits the Noah had in short supply, especially when he found himself so riled by the exorcist's taunting.

"It's fuckin' heavy when you throw it at my head!" he retorted. "I should whack you with the thing and see how you like it, huh?"

It was then that Debitt remembered what (apart from being dragged here) had started this entire ordeal - Allen still had his gun nested comfortably in the waistband of his pants.

It hadn't occured to him what grabbing at someone's pants would look like to a spectator - and even if it had, Debitt still would have lunged for his gun with the same enraged determination.

[clowntricks]

"That's my sheet. Give it back. You have your own, and they're not covered in watermelon guts."

Allen doesn't care about the sheet so much as the book he's hidden inside the sheet. He tugs at a soppy piece of his fringe that keeps falling into his eye.

[gunlocked]

Debitt stuck his tongue out at the offended exorcist and found a watermelon-less corner of the sheet, which he used to pat the toilet water out of his hair and jacket.

He jumped as a book came tumbling out of the sheet, then toed at it curiously. "What the fuck's this?"

[clowntricks]

Allen lunges for the book. "It's none of your business!"

[gunlocked]

The Noah easily sidestepped Allen's attack, flipping through the book. "What is this?" he asked, frowning at the book's contents. "Fairy tales? 'sat what you exorcists read in your off time?"

The book held little interest for him, though he mentally filed its existance away in case he ever needed to blackmail his dear roommate. For the time being, his very apparent dampness and the strange smell it produced was a greater concern for him.

His decision to remove his clothes wasn't a particularly difficult one. There wasn't that much separating him from nudity, after all, and he noticed little difference in the way he experience the world when it he had taken it all off.

[ooc: I AM SO SORRY. I'M GOING TO HELL, AREN'T I? XD]