Dogma: Fuck It! | Wednesday | Period 1

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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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Re: Class Activity | Authority [D!FI 05/19]

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This was going to go badly one way or another. It wasn't that Gabrielle ever went looking for trouble, of course -- she just kept blundering right into it with her eyes open. Today, trouble was lurking in the food court (it reminded her of a much larger, noisier, gaudier village tavern in a way, so she was in Village Tavern Defensive Mindset here) when she headed that way and . . . right into a teenaged boy gesticulating wildly in front of him with both hands and not looking where he was going, being too busy talking to his friend.

His hand gestures just so happened to put him in contact with Gabrielle's, er, bilious green sports bra. As for his spiked bracelets and piercings, could she help it if she knew a lot of warlords and wannabe warlords who dressed that way too?

"Hey, hey!" Gabrielle barked, swatting at his hands with her (luckily still empty) tray. "Not the merchandise, pal! What does this look like to you, huh? Huh? A food court, or a brothel?"

Re: Class Activity | Authority [D!FI 05/19]

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One of the mall cops had been partaking in a pretzel from the local Pretzel Palace when he heard the commotion. After eating half his pretzel (yes, he was dedicated), he did make his way over to see if everything was all right.

Re: Class Activity | Authority [D!FI 05/19]

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Gabrielle smacked at the poor unsuspecting kid's knuckles one more time for good measure and gave the mall cop a look that she thought was confident and in control but probably came off looking a lot goofier than that.

"Everything's under control here," she assured him sweetly, then in a lower tone (this would be Gabrielle attempting to sound like Xena, key word attempting), "I can handle one guy trying to be fresh with me."

Re: Class Activity | Authority [D!FI 05/19]

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"You sure?" the mall cop drawled, looking from Gabrielle to the boy. "Wouldn't want you to be feeling uncomfortable now."

Re: Class Activity | Authority [D!FI 05/19]

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Gabrielle twitched the tray in her hands. "No, no, uncomfortable is being kidnapped to get married off to a dead guy and then crammed in a coffin to get burned alive. This? Ha! This is nothing. Really."

Gabrielle's life was Special.

Or she was just insane. Take your pick.