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fandomhigh2017-06-14 12:17 am
tigerundercover) wrote in fandomhigh2017-06-14 12:17 am
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Iron Fandom, Wednesday, period 3
The workspaces this week were set up on . . . a beach? For some reason. The roar of the waves was faintly soothing, though the occasional call of seagulls might have made some folks want to protectively cover their food.
No reason. Raven definitely hadn't set this up to quietly troll Kathy. That'd be silly.
Suuuuper silly. And Kathy certainly wasn't glaring at her beloved roommate and ducking a little every time a seagull flew overhead. Because, again, silly.
"Welcome back, class," Kathy said, not kicking sand at Raven because she was An Adult. "And welcome to our newest judge, er..." She glanced over to Raven and mouthed 'What's her name?'
Raven, had you kidnapped another one?
Well sure! It'd worked so well last week, after all. Raven gave Kathy a not-at-all-sheephish shrug and elbowed this week's celebrity guest. "Introduce yourself," she whispered.
"Elbow me again and we're going to have problems," Verity muttered to the blue girl before turning a practiced smile onto the class. If she could grin at the cameras while her feet were bleeding into her shoes for Dance or Die! she could work up a smile while being 'temporarily kidnapped.' "Hi, Iron Fandom," she chirped. "My name is Verity Price and I like long walks on the beach, short walks on the beach, and other beach-related activities. This is my first time being kidnapped to a beach, but I hear there's food at the end of it?"
"We're not already going to have trouble over the kidnapping thing?" Raven looked impressed. "I like you."
Verity shrugged--a convenient cover for the small movements she needed to get out of the rope. "Are you kidding? This brings me back to my little sister Antimony's fifteenth birthday party."
...Look, the Prices were weird. Deal with it.
Kathy's expression suggested she certainly thought so. "What a, err, charming family story," she said, a little weakly. "So anyway, today's special ingredient is beets. You have to use beets in your three dishes: appetizer, main course, and dessert."
"Beets for dessert, huh?" Verity asked. "Interesting."
"We like to keep them on their toes," Raven said. She sat down next to Verity. "In the meantime, you're going to tell me more about your family's idea of a quinceañera. . . ."
No reason. Raven definitely hadn't set this up to quietly troll Kathy. That'd be silly.
Suuuuper silly. And Kathy certainly wasn't glaring at her beloved roommate and ducking a little every time a seagull flew overhead. Because, again, silly.
"Welcome back, class," Kathy said, not kicking sand at Raven because she was An Adult. "And welcome to our newest judge, er..." She glanced over to Raven and mouthed 'What's her name?'
Raven, had you kidnapped another one?
Well sure! It'd worked so well last week, after all. Raven gave Kathy a not-at-all-sheephish shrug and elbowed this week's celebrity guest. "Introduce yourself," she whispered.
"Elbow me again and we're going to have problems," Verity muttered to the blue girl before turning a practiced smile onto the class. If she could grin at the cameras while her feet were bleeding into her shoes for Dance or Die! she could work up a smile while being 'temporarily kidnapped.' "Hi, Iron Fandom," she chirped. "My name is Verity Price and I like long walks on the beach, short walks on the beach, and other beach-related activities. This is my first time being kidnapped to a beach, but I hear there's food at the end of it?"
"We're not already going to have trouble over the kidnapping thing?" Raven looked impressed. "I like you."
Verity shrugged--a convenient cover for the small movements she needed to get out of the rope. "Are you kidding? This brings me back to my little sister Antimony's fifteenth birthday party."
...Look, the Prices were weird. Deal with it.
Kathy's expression suggested she certainly thought so. "What a, err, charming family story," she said, a little weakly. "So anyway, today's special ingredient is beets. You have to use beets in your three dishes: appetizer, main course, and dessert."
"Beets for dessert, huh?" Verity asked. "Interesting."
"We like to keep them on their toes," Raven said. She sat down next to Verity. "In the meantime, you're going to tell me more about your family's idea of a quinceañera. . . ."
OOC
And this is what happened when I tried to find gifs of it:
Re: OOC