Detention [5.04.08] - Saturday 800 to 1300 (the Danger Shop)

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

Harriet was looking suspiciously bright-eyed this morning as the detention-goers arrived. "Good morning. Today you're going to experience a little taste of Britain's ancient past. Possibly her imaginary past, but never mind. Today, each one of you is going to be Arthur, King of the Britons, and venture forth on a sacred quest for the Holy Grail."

She smiled at each of them in turn, looking far too amused. "It might not go quite as you expect it to," she added, then shooed them off. "Just go through that door to change into appropriate costume. Oh, and those of you with powers of any kind are not to use them. You are to approach this exercise as if you were an ordinary, non-magical, non-mutant, non-gifted human being. Arthur began his quest with only the blessing of God and strength of arms. You are to do the same."

Amber Atkins
Jaina Solo
Jenny Sparks
Romeo Montague
Ronan Nolan

Sokka

[ooc: YAY WE HAVE OCD! And instructions in the OOC thread.

definitely wait for the OCD

]

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Re: Ooooh, a boat!

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

She did all those things, knowing she was going to fall on her bed first chance she got.

Before the castle she stood, staring up at yes, a very familiar face. "Hey, let me in!"

Re: Ooooh, a boat!

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

"No chance, English bed-wetting type. I burst my pimples at you and call your door-opening request a silly thing, you tiny-brained wipers of other people's bottoms!"

Re: Ooooh, a boat!

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

Ew. That was just gross sounding. And mean. And gross.

Amber lied. "I'm not English!"

Re: Ooooh, a boat!

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

"Ha! Monsieur Arthur King, who has the brain of a duck, you know, if you think we will believe that one!" He blew a raspberry at her, then turned around to show her his bottom. "How you English say, 'I one more time, mac, unclog my nose in your direction', son of a window-dresser! So, you think you could out-clever us French folk with your silly knees-bent running about advancing behavior?! I wave my private parts at your aunties, you cheesy second hand electric donkey-bottom biters."

Re: Ooooh, a boat!

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

Blink.

Blink. Blink.

"Let's bargain, shall we? I bet I have somethin' you want! Name your price!"

Re: Ooooh, a boat!

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

"We French want nothing from you silly English type kniggits! Now begone!"

And the French began launching a veritable menagerie of items over the castle walls. Ducks, chickens, a very confused looking badger, sheep...and one bright shiny object, coming closer and closer.

It was gleaming and gold, sparkling in the sun, and looked like a cup. Or like a Grail, even. Could it be? Could it be the end of the Quest? The fulfilment of all these hours of ceaseless searching?

You'd better catch it and find out!

Re: Ooooh, a boat!

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

Amber started ducking, arms covering her head. Oh god, the poor sheep. She hoped it was rubber... And Ooooo! the shiny caught her eye and she side-stepped to miss a chicken and reached to catch the cup. "Please... oh please..."

Re: Ooooh, a boat!

[idontlooktired.livejournal.com]

It fell into her hands as if it was meant to be there, and a soft humming filled the air.

(As a side-note, one of the little known side-effects of acquiring the Grail was its newt inducing tendencies. This was most likely because newts have a great deal of trouble holding a pencil.)

Little known or not, the newt inducing properties were very real. With a little popping noise, Amber was suddenly a newt.

(It's okay, she'll get better.)

A door opened in mid-air, leading out of the Danger Shop. Once on the other side, the newtness would be gone and she'd have her regular clothes back.

Re: Ooooh, a boat!

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

Amber jumped for joy when it fell into her hands, but then she narrowed her eyes at the soft humming around her.

The popping noise made her jump and yes, there was an Amber newt on the ground, scurrying forth and away from everything that was just unholy about this detention.

She headed for the open door while praying she wouldn't have nightmares forever.

A newt! Aaaaaaaa!

[HEE! LOVED detention! Thank you so much!]