fandomhigh | Superheroing Fashion Show- The auditorium, Friday after classes

The stage of the auditorium is done up with a dark-looking backdrop of a city at night, and there's even some dramatic lighting going on. There's even a very pretty silver runner on the catwalk that's shown up, just so everyone has something to follow when they walk out. And a smoke machine, just because hey, it looks cool. However, since it's Fosse the janitor working the machine, there might be a lot of smoke at some times.

Captain Liberty's in costume when she takes the stage, microphone in hand. "Hello, ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the Superheroing Fashion Show. We have a great bunch of very talented people here who are learning how to fight and defend the common good, so why not show your appreciation for them, their future work, and their fashion choices!"

And, maybe she should have checked people's outfits beforehand, huh? At least made sure they were decent? Oh, well, it can't be that bad.

[OCD is ~~a coming~~ up! Everyone's got their own thread to strut, so work it. Audience, please wait for the Superheroing student to ping into their thread before reacting.
Also, showing everyone to this post with a reminder to only attack those who signed up for it. As stated in the post, only throw things that won't make too big a mess or hurt anyone.]

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The pillow hit Edward square in the head. He grabbed it, very pissed now, and ripped it in half. He glared at the crowd, trying to figure out who threw it.

"YEAH! OVER HERE, UGLY! WOOooo...." Sokka trailed off and his jaw dropped when Edward ripped the pillow.

He suddenly felt very lonely standing on his chair. And scared.

"Um... She did it?" he ventured, pointing at Captain Liberty.

Edward shook his head. "Somehow, I find that I cannot believe that."
He ran at Sokka.

Not good. Not good.

Sokka ran down the aisle, valuted onto the stage, and ran offstage into the wings.

"Come get me! WOOOOOooooo!!!"

This kid was way too eager. Edward kept an eye out for some kind of trap. He ran faster, and kept a firm grip on the bowl of noodles.
They were gonna get dumped on someone, dammit.

When he was sure Hyde was after him and not going to hurt anyone, Sokka shut the hell up and ran. He burst through a couple of doors, ran down the hall, and then found a closet to hide in.

Edward barreled after him. The doors slowed him down a bit, but Sokka's steps were loud enough that he could track him.
When Edward got to the closet, he almost flung the door open. But when he saw the Janitor's Closet sign on the door, he stopped. He had a better plan.
He walked a few meters away and waited. If Sokka came out, he'd rush him and dump the noodles. If he didn't, then Edward got to have a lot more fun.
He was ready to play the waiting game.

Footsteps... Footsteps stopped.
He had been found. Oh, NO!

... On the one hand, he wanted to see the rest of the show. On the other hand, he didn't want his arms ripped off.

Sokka weighed the options, then sighed and shrugged.

He threw the door open and sprinted out of the closet, zig-zagging and keeping low.

Ah, well. Unless the guy put up a fight, it looked like the chase was over.
The second the door started to open, Edward was ready. The zig-zagging was odd, but it slowed Sokka down enough so that Edward could catch him. Barely. That kid was quick. He grabbed Sokka's coat by the hood, and tipped the contents of the bowl down his shirt.

"YAAAAAAAAAARGH!"

Sokka slapped at his back frantically, and looked over his shoulder at Edward. And then stopped.

He still seemed to have his arms attached. And no bruises. He raised his eyebrows.

"Shall we go back?" he asked.

"Sure." Edward nodded and started to walk. "But if you throw anything else at me ever again, I'll rip out your eyes."

"That's... very kind of you. You're a very fair man."

Sokka sighed and squelched off to the bathroom for a quick towel-off before heading back to the show.

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