fandomhigh | Detention [6/3]

The danger shop is divided into four sections. The first is just an open space with hardwood floors and windows high off the ground, somewhat resembling the open floor of a high school gymnasium. The second is a row of desks, like one might find in a typical high school classroom. The third looks vaguely high school cafeteria-ish, and fourth, furthest from the door, looks like, of all things, a basement, filled with basement-y things like old, forgotten souvenirs, with a cracked, cement floor.

Artie sits at one of the desks as the students arrive.

Students for detention:
~~Belthazor~~
~~John Connor~~
Hermione Granger
Phoebe Halliwell
Molly Hayes
Lilly Kane
Paige Matthews
Dawn Summers
Jamie Madrox (self-inflicted)

[ooc: the OCD is up! Detention will be running from 9 am to 5:30 FHT, or when the final activity has been completed successfully, whichever comes first.

ETA Artie-mun is now going afk. Afternoon activities are slowplayable this evening as long as everyone is amenable to that. Have fun, peeps. Talk to Artie thread can be slow played, too, Molly and Hermione.]

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The uniform guy dodges and laughs. "You call that a throw, little girl? My grandmother throws better than you!"

The uniformed guy's imaginary grandmother, was, of course, the reigning women's dodgeball champ from 1952.

"That's not very nice!" she yells back, knowing even as she says it that it's completely futile. She has to try.

The uniform guy laughs uproariously.

Hermione frowns, picks up another ball, and whips it at him. Not the best throw, but nice and hard.

After Paige, Dawn and Phoebe got ride of the Determined Thug Phoebe looked around and saw Hermione.

"Want a partner?" she asked politely.

"Just hit him," she instructs, still willing her last shot to hit the guy.

She's gotten good at that today and Phoebe aims and fires at the guy.

Uniform guy bobs and weaves dramatically, and when one of the balls catches him in the thigh, his expression is one of shock and horror.

"You'll rue the day you messed with me, little girls,"

Hermione waves.

The colorful thug threw a ball at Hermione.

As Hermione was too busy waving, the ball hits her in the side. She looks offended, first at the ball, then at the thug. "Hey!"

The colorful thug laughed. "Looks like you're out, honey,"

With a glare, Hermione stalks off.

Detention [6/3]

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