[Just before noon, Equius made his way to the cafeteria, a stack of papers in one hand, a rolled up poster and tape in the other. He finds an empty spot by the door, sets down his things, then unrolls the poster, smoothing it out over the table. Once it's properly flattened out, he tapes it to the wall, revealing a rather unflattering picture of
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[Just going to enjoy some food, yep, wandering on into the cafeteria, and gotta say, he's a mighty perceptive dude. And when he gets a gander at the poster he nearly chokes, staring at it for a moment before wandering over to a side table and taking a random drink from a student, shhhh, he took nothing.]
[Tavros calmly walks back over the to table and spreads out the papers neatly, and then happily dumps the drink all over them, getting the lot of them nice and moist.]
[And for his final act, he's just going to step up on that table and rip the poster off the wall, ripping a strip off and biting a piece off as he crumples the whole of it in his hands, sitting down at the chair by the table, legs propped up on it, munching away on the paper.]
[This, is probably a bad idea.]
[But he has a distraction ready, if need be.]
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[Rolling his eyes, he delicately places his lunch down on the table and uses the ruined flyers to wipe up the mess. Then sits down right next to Tavros.]
You realize that I have more of them, right?
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Probably, yeah. You realize Iiiiii don't give a shit? [His grins wide, flicking all the small pieces of paper Equius's way. Confetti!]
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[He absently bats away the paper bits and plucks an orange from his tray. Digging his nails into deep into the peel, he turns and gives Tavros a toothy smile, lifting one hand to lick juice from his fingertips]
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[It's the 'bluh' that really sells it.]
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[Pleased that someone is enjoying his artwork? Yes he is. He can't help but snicker too, and who wouldn't, looking at that face?]
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[A poster. WHY DIDN'T SHE THINK OF THAT??
[Her fist tightens on her bag of takeout as she almost stomps (it's hard in heels) over to the table with the fliers, where she picks up a few to glance through, her mind racing with ideas. How did an anti-campaign beat her to posters and fliers?!]
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[And he's just going to slide in here with his lunch, smug as you please to see everything is going to according to his plans. Mwahahaha]
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He's much uglier in person, you know.
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[ Okay the laughter is gone because laughter is not cool. ]
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Unfortunately, he must have, as I have since encountered him. Perhaps we should find a taller tree to throw him into.
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It's so cute!
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That look does not suit you.
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