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Marty continues to pound on

river_dancing's door.

"What gave you the freaking right to mess with my head?! Huh?! You think this is fun?!"

*Kicks and pounds on door some more*

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*come storming out of 220 in boxer shorts and t-shirt, carrying a croquet mallet*

Hey. HEY! *grabs him by the shoulder* SOME of us are tryin' to squallin' work!

*Grabs croquet mallet, breaks it.*

*Pulls out glock and points it at

swerval_zero's head*

This. Is. Personal.

*glares him in the eye, unfazed* I don' squallin' care. Be personal a little quieter.

I'll expect a new croquet mallet outside my door by tomorrow mornin'.

HEY now, buddy, no threatenin' of ladies! It ain't right! *eyes*

Oh, SHUT UP. Some of us are busy.

River pulls the door open, and looks Marty straight in the eye. She raises one eyebrow and comments, "I told you the truth. Nothing more." She eyed his panting, flushed features, then went on. "Don't worry. It's not my business who you're here to see; I won't interfere. Unless it's a friend of mine, of course."

She takes a deep breath, and lets it sigh free slowly. "Put down the gun. If you want to talk to me, there's no need for that sort of melodrama."

*Glares*

Uh-huh. Sure.

You got that right, buddy. Believe me, you do not want to piss me off. *glares back*

Marty sighs in frustration.

"*Don't* mess with my head! And *who* I'm here for isn't the issue!"

Marty points at the gun.

"This isn't for *you*. This isn't about *you*. This was about the chick with the croquet mallet coming for my head!"

Marty waves his finger at River.

"Never bring *her* up again."

Marty turns and heads out of the building

"And stay the *expletive deleted* out of my head!"

Whatever preacher boy. I've had my say.

*stomps off*

River breathes a sigh of relief, then calls after his departing silhouette. "Then stay sober! Your thoughts are really noisy when you're drunk!"

I'm just glad I didn't have to hurt him.

*Glares*

Sure. Still making book on

leeadama and

pyramid_is_life?

*Smirks and walks off after he's had his say with River*

*fumes at his choice of words* Call me preacher one more time and I'll have my say with my gun, jackass.

I've moved on. Now there's a passed-out teacher and a drunk student to deal with. Now do whatever you need to do with River and please be quiet?

UR welcome for dat!

*runs away pantless*

Marty spins around and glares at River.

"Oh no sweetheart! Not a *expletive deleted* drop passed through me tonight!"

Martin gestures to his dripping wet clothes, black eye and split lip.

"This was all you!! Stay. *OUT* of. my. *HEAD*!

Marty kicks the door open to the stairs and heads to town.

River wrinkles her brow in confusion, then whispers at his back, "I was talking about last night..."

She sets off in pursuit of him. It takes a minute or two to catch up, given the head of steam he's got going. "Wait! Wait a second! I was talking about last night... and I have no idea how that --" she gestures at his injuries "-- happened to you."

"Ohhhh. Sure."

Marty starts imitating River.

"River. Not Debbie. *She* misses you, by the way."
"I'm sure we'll see more of each other soon enough. And yes. *She* does *miss* you."

Marty can barely control himself.

"Like you didn't know that would set me off!! Like..."

Frustrutation boils over and Marty can barely find words.

*Points at eye, soaked clothing and lip*

"Tree! Water! Rocks!"

*Waves arms emphatically*

"You started this off! You and that freaky- "

Marty stops and looks at River.

He sighs.

"Just... Just leave my brain alone. I've gotta buy a croquet mallet."

[OOC: Thanks for the melodrama! :) ]

[OOC: BWAH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!]

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, it's just... everyone's thoughts are louder when they're inebriated. And, well, you were pretty plastered last night when you passed out in the common room." She narrows her eyes at him. "I just wondered who Debbie was, and you were practically shouting what the two of you had at me."

Her mouth turns down in a scowl. "I was only telling you the truth. If you don't want to hear that, fine." She turns away, throwing up her hands.

Marty shakes his head and leaves the dorm.

[OOC: It is! Hey... you're playing River perfectly. I needed a reason to set Martin off and you did a wonderful job. Thanks! ]

[ OOC: *takes a bow* And I just watched Grosse Point Blank today to refresh my memory of your character... *grin* ]

*calls after him*

New! Croquet! Mallet!

((OOC: made the other comment before I saw this one))

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