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P.R.A.T.S. - Thursday, 6pm, Hades' office

Even in female form, it wasn't hard to tell it was Hades. For one, it was his office. Then there was the flaming hair thing and lack of dress sense.

"We haven't had one of these in a while. That's because I like drinks with little umbrellas more than any of you. Remember that. The kid with the mask," he said, referring to Valentine, "Is the club leader until I find someone better or he/she/it is dead. ~~Rico's Roughnecks!~~" He went for the minion that he thought would be easy to manipulate.

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Zack Addy

Draco Malfoy

Schrodinger

John Connor

Sokka

Valentine

Food is provided. It looks kinda dodgy. That's because it's Taco Bell this week. Quesadilla is a fun word to say.

Draco didn't want Taco Bell. Not that he was on a all-carb diet or anything he was just way too familiar with what happens after too much Taco Bell. Bloody muggles.

Totally unfamiliar, but totally TASTY! Sokka scarfed it.

FOOD. Food almost made up for being female. Having food and being the second in command of the PRATS club? That made it tolerable.
Mmmm. Fooood.

"We had masks, flying cards, getting people to be more honest with each other, small stuffed toys...glitter," he paused to suppress a shudder, "and the Steamhike kid brown-nosing. Next week I want the masks out. Pick a day and we'll do it. I want volunteers to make them and volunteers to hand them out.

We need a volunteer to ask Professor Deadpool about the flying cards in Driver's Ed. That volunteer will need to sign a release form so the school can't get sued if you lose a limb or a few brain cells.

Herman Junior's in charge of the stuffed toys and I need another volunteer to come up with a plan to make people be more honest with each other. Truth serum, honesty booth, ~~anonymous meme~~, figure it out."

"Valentine and I are on the masks," Sokka answered. "But not right now. I've got... more important things to do in my spare time."

Valentine nodded in agreement.
"I can mass-produce masks pretty easily," he/she confessed. "But that would involve everyone in the school looking exactly like me." He/she/it/wtf pulled off one mask to demonstrate, leaving another, slightly more feminine than usual mask underneath.

"Oh, SWEET!" Sokka said, watching Valentine. "I could paint them so they don't look like you. I'm pretty good at art." [ooc: No. No, he's not]

He looked at the mask, debating, and then finally decided. "Can I have that one?" he asked.

Valentine looked at the mask, then shrugged and handed it to Sokka. "Looks like a girl, anyhow. I don't want it. Knock yourself out."

It didn't look that much like a girl. And what if it did, anyway? It was cool. Sokka grinned.

Valentine was never going to understand why people thought that his disembodied faces were so fascinating.
"What are you going to do with it, anyhow?"

"I dunno. Wear it and disturb people?"

He held the mask up to his face and said "BOO!"

Valentine simply stared.
"Well, it's working. I'm plenty disturbed already."

"I could talk to Prof. Deadpool," Schrodinger said languidly. "Losing limbs doesn't really bother me that much. And I vote truth serum. Only something more powerful and less drugg-y."

Suggestions?

"How about we do something magical to turn all the guys into girls?" Sokka suggested, with a straight face. "Or make it rain a lot?"

Yes, he looks like Sigourney Weaver if she was a fiery Minbari.

Valentine didn't do so much talking as he did happy dancing.
Granted, this involved more bouncing than usual.
"I'm in charrrrge. I'm in charrrrrge. I'm a very important maaaaaan."
Bounce.
Bounce.
Bounce.
....
Shudder.

"Pssst," Sokka whispered to Valentine. "There are... underthings" -- he grabbed his boobs by way of explanation -- "in a box in the dorm lobby."

Valentine promptly ceased dancing and looked at Sokka, both horribly disturbed and quite thankful for this tidbit of advice.
"Maybe rather than going shopping, I can convince Demyx to go rooting through the box with me instead," he mused.

"Trust me. It's worth it."

Man! I feel like a woman.

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