Fifth floor, Saturday morning

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

Rath rolled over in bed, waking up - wait. Bed? There was a bed.

And, apparently, a dorm room. Not in the sewers.

The room got a cursory glance, and then a rather closer one at the pictures on the wall. Since when had Lonnie gone for the preppie look? Not to mention Zan... and anyway, what the hell were those pictures doing here when he'd never seen the place before?

Something very weird was going on here, and Rath didn't like it. He barely bothered to fix his hair before stalking out into the main building to find someone to give him some answers.

[ooc: Michael is now Rath, his duplicate clone self. Rath is... um. An amoral, murderous - though only for a good reason, or what he considers one - horndog punk. :D? This post is open!]

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Well, General of whatever, let me tell you somthin', I am not someone you can just mess with. I will ..." June paused, considered her options, "... hurt you," she finally managed.

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

He looked her up and down, considering.

"Well, sure, if you want, but I thought you said you weren't into that."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Her mouth fell open. Her cheeks were so hot she was sure they would catch on fire any minute.

"Stop that!"

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"You keep saying that. I think you're protesting too much."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I've never been pinned against a wall either," she stated, staring up at him with pursed lips.

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Life's about new experiences", he said unsympathetically and didn't let her go.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Yes, and you've just given me plenty to last a lifetime, I'm thinkin'," June stated, shifting her body to see if she can work her skirt down.

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

Every time she tried, it just shifted back up on a different side.

"Y'know, I don't like that dress on you", Rath said abruptly. "Let's see..."

He didn't strictly have to run his hands down her body to change the dress, but he felt like it. When he was done, it was a clinging minidress.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

June's jaw nearly dropped to the floor as she looked down at herself. At her... body! "Oh dear sweet -- Mister Rath! You cover my body right this minute!"

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Nah, I don't think so", he said with a cheerful grin, finally releasing her hands. "Looks much better that way."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

With her hands free, June reached down to try and tug the minidress down. "Look! You can see my thighs! This is just... unacceptable! And my... my... well my bosom!" Cheeks on fire, June tried to maneuver herself around him.

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

He stepped back with a mocking gesture, letting her pass.

"I could've had you if I wanted, Saint June. I get what I want. But this is more fun. Step outside, you'll fit right in."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She frowned at him. "You could not have had me if you wanted. How presumptuous." Her chin lifted a haughty notch in the air and she grabbed her guitar. "You've made me look like a harlot. I am not a harlot." Tugging more at her dress, she started walking towards the exit with as much grace as she could muster.

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

Rath laughed at her back and watched her go, enjoying the way the dress moved on her.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

That laughter just had her running from the room as she muttered under her breath about the wrongness of people. She'd just find someplace else to sing, later.