fandomhigh | Detention, The Dangershop

When the students entered the Dangershop, they will find it transformed into a swanky apartment straight out of a time where swanky was considered a normal and appropriate word to describe things. Or, for those unaware what that means, the 60's.

On the far wall was a large screen that would have been the highest form of technology some time ago, but now just looked cheesy and fake. A list of names were on the screen, lighting up as each student entered the room.

Katara
Zuko
John Crichton
Jack Harkness
Molly Hayes
Cassie Lang
Jamie Madrox
Number 6
Kabuto Yakushi
Jaye Tyler

When everyone arrived, the screen went blank before Deadpool, wearing a tuxedo over his normal costume, appeared on the screen.

"Goooood morning Angels. Your mission, should you choose to accept, and you really don't have a choice in it, is to stop this man from taking over the world. His name is Priscella and his plans are so fiendish, so twisted, I won't even go into them now. Let's just say they involve a kitten, a pair of tweezers and a package of Gogurt."

[[ooc: ~~please wait for~~ OCD up!

~~ETA: 1:00 Central Time - going grocery shopping, should be back in an hour or so.~~]]

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When he spotted the three guards, Jack momentarily forgot that a) they were guards and b) that he was supposed to be stopping a villain from taking over the world and harming its kittens.

He smiled and stretched, aiming for harmless and charming, before casually approaching them, coffee in hand. "Afternoon, ladies," he said, and took a long sip of the coffee. Blech, cold, but he kept the reaction off his face.

The three guards looked over at the charming young man. They may have altered their stances to be extra provacative for this one.

"Good afternoon," The pink haired one replied for the rest.

"It is now." Jack wandered closer, casually checking all three of them out, and smiled warmly. "Possibly the best afternoon I've ever had. What are three women as beautiful as you doing way out here in the middle of nowhere?"

"Making sure no one goes in there," One said, pointing toward the building. The other two seemed to be arranging themselves into positions that best showed of their chests.

Jack was distracted from responding by the now artfully arranged chests. "You have to stay out here?" he finally asked. "That's apalling. You should be wined and dined and pampered," he murmured, letting his fingers wander down the arm of the one speaking. "Not left out here without even a chair or a drink. I'm tempted to go and have a word with your boss about the shabby way he treats you."

They crowded around him, pouting slightly. "Would you do that for us, really?" The pink haired one asked, batting her eyes at Jack.

"For you? Anything," he said, utterly sincere and rather enjoying being crowded around. "And maybe afterwards I could take you three away from here for awhile? A few drinks, a little dancing, and afterwards...who knows?"

"We'd like that," One said, running her hands over his shoulders. Another moved around behind him and did the same from behind. "We'd like that a lot."

Jack slipped an arm around the waist of the one in front of him, and let his hand trail back to brush the hip of the one behind. "I don't have to go and talk to him right now," he pointed out. "We could take a few minutes, get to know each other a little bit."

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