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There was something oddly appropriate about having a class on giving the finger to every rule and principle you know first thing in the fucking morning. Sure, it meant Loki had to get up ass early but it also meant he got first crack at the students and they'd remember him during their other classes.

Today's class was meeting in the Danger Shop. It was all well and good to tell people how to go against their rules and guidelines but it was much more fucking fun to put it to practical use.

"Welcome to class," Loki said before he got the simulation started. "Authority's a real fucking thorn in the side, isn't it? Someone's always telling you what to do and what not to do. Someone's always trying to ruin your fucking fun because they don't want you to get hurt or maimed or pregnant or some shit like that. Fuck that shit. Not today."

Loki finally got the simulation going to reveal what looked like a regular shopping mall complete with ~~moddable~~ stores and food establishments, random ~~NPC~~ shoppers, benches, fountains, a merry go round, elevators, escalators and other mundane things you would find in a mall. Right now, the mall was busy as hell.

"We're in a mall," Loki said, arms spread. "It's a typical hangout for teenagers who don't have shit better to do so that's what you're going to do today. Hang out. Get into fucking trouble while hanging out. Don't be pansies and just sit and eat ice cream. Cause fucking mayhem! Make trouble! Live a fucking little. But, there's security wandering around this mall and ever since they failed out of the police academy, they've been dying to prove their worth. They want to bust you. So, watch out for that and be prepared if that happens. Have a fucking backup plan. Good? Go."

With that, Loki disappeared and set the students loose in the mall.

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The security guard thought maybe Calvin had a look about him but he was just eating ice cream so he kept walking on, just making a note of that face in his head.

That wasn't nearly as dirty as it sounded.

Calvin was perfectly innocent, thank you. So innocent in fact that last spoonful of ice cream that mysteriously launched itself in the direction of the guard's back must have done so of its own accord.

Well, that was certainly going to capture the security guard's attention. In fact, he squealed like a girl and spun around, glaring.

"Who did that?" General the question might have been, he was looking in Calvin's direction.

The empty container had gone in the bin while the ice cream had been in the air. So Calvin was just sitting there, minding his own business, no ice cream for him, no siree.

The security guard stalked towards Calvin anyway, sure it had been that young miscreant who'd thrown the ice cream at him and ruined his nice uniform.

"You think it's funny to do that sort of thing, young man?" the guard asked though he had no evidence to be making these claims. Maybe Calvin would be overwhelmed my the security guard's skillz.

"What sort of thing?" Calvin asked, the very picture of innocence and confusion.

He'd had a lot of practice at this.

"Disrespecting your elders by flinging liquids at them," the mall cop said, glaring down his ruddy red nose at Calvin.

"I would never do such a thing." Calvin was shocked. Shocked and appalled.

Besides the ice cream had still been a solid, not a liquid.

"You were eating ice cream, weren't you?" the mall cop asked, looking around. "Where'd you put it? You hide it? You hide the evidence?"

"I threw my empties in the trash-can," Calvin replied. "Littering is wrong."

He didn't actually need to fake his sincerity for that last part.

"It is." The mall cop was momentarily speechless, trying to find something to go after the kid with after he'd gone all moral and stuff. "Did you see who threw something at me, then?"

"You know, I think I saw someone running in that direction," Calvin said, pointing helpfully. "Tall, greasy hair, stubble. Definitely the kind to disrespect authority figures."

The mall cop turned his glare in that direction before looking back at Calvin. "And you're not gonna go back on your littering decree as soon as I turn my back, are you, kid?"

"Of course not!"

"Very well," the mall cop said, giving Calvin one last stern look before moving in the direction that he'd been directed and thus, being had by a teenager.

Edited 2010-05-19 16:34 (UTC)

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