The Club Fair - Gym - Friday Afternoon

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Today was the day of the club fair! Wasn't it just so exciting?!

Jean was totally excited.

So excited, in fact, that she showed up early to find it just as everything was being set up like the little overachiever she was. Maybe she'd be able to swing voters here!

Oh look! The club schedule! This was going to be so great, right everyone?!

[[Please wait for the OCD is up, go to town!]]

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Re: Mingle Around the Gym

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Ask me nicely," Hannibal said, eyebrows going up, "and maybe I'll get one for you."

Re: Mingle Around the Gym

[bitchprince]

"Hannibal," Arthur said, kindly, really, "Would you be so kind as to get me a drink?"

Oh, everyone in that frat was going to be his bitch.

Re: Mingle Around the Gym

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

That frat was freaking doomed. Hannibal would have to run for his life. Still, since he'd actually gotten Arthur to ask nicely (in a sense), he reached for a drink and handed it to Arthur.

"There you go, one drink, all for you," he said. "Once you've finished with your drink, the table's over there. Since you're a co-leader now, you can help me out with questions and sign ups."

Co-leader, Arthur, co-leader. Hannibal was trying to make that clear even if he figured that would fall on deaf ears since Arthur was already planning for bitch statuses.

Re: Mingle Around the Gym

[bitchprince]

It depended on your definition of 'gotten to', really. As a prince, he was exceptionally good at getting what he wanted, which meant that even when he was asking nicely, it was mostly words and expecting to be bloody well obeyed.

Which had worked. Of course, part of that being-a-prince thing was not looking particularly moved - one way or another - by the fact that it had worked. So Arthur sipped his drink. "I'll see about the sign-ups myself," Arthur replied, happily ignoring the 'co-leader' bit. "Se you there in a minute."

Re: Mingle Around the Gym

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"See you there," he said, resisting the urge to give Arthur a pat on the back (even if it'd be more of a 'let me help you stop choking' thwap more than anything) just to prove his friendliness before he grabbed a drink of his own and headed to the table.

Hey, if anything, the KKG table was bound and determined to give everyone who came by nice view.