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

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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Romeo, in a burst of brilliant strategy, got on the boat.

The music swelled dramatically and the boat slipped easily across the waters, carrying him to the island. All he had to do was alight on the shore and make his way to the castle.

The castle where a possibly familiar face was peeking out from between the parapets.

Oh. Him again.

Romeo hoped rather desperately his French had not been understood.

"Hello," he called, trying to sound cheery and innocent. "Have you a grail for me now?"

Oh, it had been understood. And remembered. "HA! You! No chance of a grail for you, you English bed-wetting type. I burst my pimples at you and call your grail request a silly thing, you tiny-brained wiper of other people's bottoms!"

Edited 2008-04-06 00:40 (UTC)

Romeo badly wanted to shout up an insult and storm off and forget the fucking grail.

However. He suspected he would not get out of detention if he did so.

And he had hoped to see Yurika today.

So: "I may have spoken hastily when last we met," he called up. "For which I am most sorry. Wise and gentle guardian of the grail, I pray thee, toss the cup down and I will be on my way. I'll pay you handsomely for the privilege."

Not that he had whatever passed for money in this world, but that could be worked out later.

"Ha! Monsieur Arthur King, who has the brain of a duck, you know, if you think we will believe you have money!" He blew a raspberry at him, then turned around to show him 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 biter."

Romeo had to bite the inside of his mouth hard enough to draw blood, copper in his mouth, before he could answer as meekly, as humbly as he wished to. "I am sure my aunties would be honored," he called up. "And I am not English."

"Ha, Arthur Briton-King. We French know you are English and want nothing from you, you silly English type kniggit! 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!

Romeo had been knocked a little addled by the badger. That is the only possible explanation for why he reached up so eagerly to catch the cup.

It fell into his 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, Romeo was suddenly a newt.

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

A door opened, leading out of the Danger Shop. Once on the other side, the newtness would be gone and he'd have his regular clothes back.

Newt-Romeo glared an amphibian glare up at the tower, then waddled out the door.

Stupid quests. Newt-Romeo hated detention with every fiber of his newty being.

Edited 2008-04-06 01:06 (UTC)

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