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The Deck [Friday Morning Before Classes]

Currently, there were three girls, one boy, and a dog ~~on the deck~~ at The Charles Townsend Agency. Of the group, the dog was the only one in their right mind.

Sabrina, Jill and Kelly had all jogged, slowly and braless, down to the Agency, being joined shortly thereafter by Bosley. Lounging in chairs, the angels waited for Charlie to contact them, or for someone who needed their help.

[~~Open!~~ And they've all fled.]

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"Wait, what?" Bosley replied. "Ninjas? That wasn't in my briefing."

"Ninjas shouldn't be problem so long as we recruit a band of pirates to aid us," Kelly said. "They're mortal enemies."

"We may need to get technology involved as well to keep the pirates in line. Do we have a budget for robots, Charlie?"

Sabrina listened thoughtfully to Jet's barking. "Where are we going to get zombies?"

"Unless we have a foolproof exit strategy, it might be a good idea to keep the undead out of this."

Jet whined.

"I know, Charlie, you're the boss, but I don't think it's such a great idea."

Jet barked.

"Thank you, Charlie. You know I only have the Angels' best interests at heart. I'll get right on ninja disguises."

"I love disguises," Jill said, clapping her hands and flicking her hair. "What's involved in a ninja disguise?"

"It's like the consumptive French prostitute disguise, Jill, only in black."

Jill clapped and bounced, flicking her hair.

Bosley thought hard, trying to decide what kind of fabric would be best for a ninja disguise. As he did that, Edmund started to realise what was happening. Bosley and Edmund struggled, muddled up in one mind as the venom started to wear off.

To the outside, he just looked constipated.

Jill's grin took on a rictus quality as Jo began to realise that she was bouncing up and down while not wearing a bra.

"Ninja...pirate...Charlie," Bosley muttered as Edmund became more aware of his surroundings.

"Oh god, what am I wearing?" Kelly asked as Gwen got a good look at herself.

"I don't even have a watch," Edmund said as Bosley started to melt away in his head.

"Your hair," Sabrina said, staring at "Jill" and "Kelly" as she tried to remember their real names. "What have you done to it."

Edmund blinked and looked up. Bosley was gone, thank goodness. He started to become more alert and stood up quickly. "Oh no. No, no."

"We were talking with my dog," Jo desperately tried to flatten her hair with her hands. "This is worse than the time I flashed Ben."

"I really didn't need to know that happened," Edmund replied, flustered all of a sudden. "Or that this happened really. Let's say it didn't." It was a long shot, but he could hope.

"I didn't even think I had this much hairspray," Gwen said, trying to focus on anything but her clothes and wishing for a good few doses of Retcon. "I'm fine with this never happening."

"No mentioning it, no uncomfortable glances in class," he insisted, then looked at Jo. He couldn't look her in the eye after the flashing comment, but he was looking in her general direction. "Well, we're not in a class together this semester, but you understand."

"I like Ed's plan," Wendy said, mentally wondering how to get back to her room as quickly as possible without the lack of... support becoming a problem. "All in favour of Ed's plan?"

Shockingly enough, Jo was pondering the same problem. "I'm for it," she said, looking at a spot just above Edmund's shoulder.

"Me too," Gwen agreed, also worrying about about getting back to her room before class.

"Then let's never speak of this again," Edmund declared. After a moment of not looking at anyone, not even the dog, he turned and made a hasty retreat without another word.

Jo was about to say something to similar effect when she heard the school bell off in the distance. "Crap, class," she swore, before she set off for the school building at a run, arms firmly clamped across her chest.

With sinking dread, Gwen remembered the classes were combined today and took off after Jo, swearing inventively with her arms also across her chest.

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notahostage - 2009-04-10 14:13 (UTC) - Expand

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