OPEN LOG; WATER SLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDE

[beatitlikemj]

Who: Beat, Sokka, AND YOU!!!
What: Sokka and Beat made a huge super slide of the third floor of the res halls. The floor is coated with wax and then water on top of that so good luck not falling.
When: NOW NOW NOW
Where: 3rd floor residency halls.
Warnings: Language is probably it
OTHER: FEEL FREE to start your own thread, tag around, walk out of

Comments

Need more activity with her 1/?

[chatwithdeath]

[Oh look, someone else who obviously wouldn't be paying too much heed to anything 'fun' announced over the Guides. This month is almost over, but today, a book on alien anatomy... also, a book on new medical techniques developed.]

[Nothing too abnormal.]

[psychedahlias]

I-I don't know... a-and in the residential halls with the most people, no less!

[she's managed to at least stop sliding, but other than that, no luck in recovery.]

[chatwithdeath]

If I find out who did this...

[Whatever she says next is under her breath. Oh hai the--- never mind, couldn't stop sliding by. Dammit...]

[psychedahlias]

Ms. Kimishima-!

[she tries to reach out for Naomi, but can't manage to grab her in time.]

[chatwithdeath]

[This is like... terrible ice skating. Hold on; starting to get the hang of this. Turns slowly and begins to make slow progress back to Melissa]

Ms. Foster, do you have any idea what is going on?

[psychedahlias]

[very carefully, she gets onto her feet. she's very shaky, but she's up. why would anyone subject people who wear heels to this torture?!]

N-not a clue... but I don't think this is a waxing r-robot malfunction...

[chatwithdeath]

Waxing robot? Too many robots on this ship...

[Okay, made it. Naomi holds out a hand to help Melissa up]

[psychedahlias]

I've seen some around... I-I guess it's only to be expected in space...

Ah, thank you...! [Dahlia quickly accepts the help, smiling with gratitude.]

[chatwithdeath]

They need to do something about them.

[And she helps Melissa up] You're welcome. Now, let's try getting out of here... before any more incidents occur.

[psychedahlias]

L-let's see... our room is... that way, isn't it? [points down the hall, which is... horridly slicked up. oh boy.]

[chatwithdeath]

[Staring at the wax... staaaring at the wax]

... There has to be some rule against this. Oh well, we'll need to slide across carefully.

[psychedahlias]

Unfortunately, I-I don't think the police would do anything about it, with other important cases at hand...

[she sighs.] It's all we can do...

[chatwithdeath]

That much trouble here? Thought that would be left behind at least.

[She nods] Well, carefully then.

[psychedahlias]

[she nods in response to both points as they start walking along.]

There was one horrible crime, a few weeks ago... i-it was so... I-I don't want to remember it.

[chatwithdeath]

[Waaalking along... so slow...]

I believe I know the one you're talking about.

[psychedahlias]

[baby steps...]

A-ah... so you saw it, too...?