Men's Room [2nd floor, after detention]

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

The ball of mud that generally answered to "Cade" (and one who wouldn't have even been a ball of mud if he'd stuck around after detention until Kaidan had flipped the Danger Shop protocol that would have removed the stuff) stomped overdramatically into the bathroom, stripped off his shirt, then took his finger and wrote in mud across the nearest mirror:

Alenko can kiss my karking ass!

There, that would be nicely anonymous.

Cade headed for the showers, grumbling to himself.

[OOC: It's been way too long since we've grafittied the boys' room...]

Comments

[fates_jaye]

The teal deer was here to record what was going on anyway, so when it noticed the mud-writing, it decided maybe this was a thing people did.

That's how THIS JOB IS FUN got written on the mirror in hand soap. Don't ask how. Or why the deer decided to stamp it with a hoofprint, too.

[firstnameagent.livejournal.com]

Written right underneath that in very precise hand soap writing was SCAB! SCAB! DON'T LISTEN TO HIM! SUPPORT THE SQUIRRELS!

Don't ask how that got there. Sneaky spy.

[suitably_heroic]

Well, that was the kind of message that required an addendum.

Cade ♥ Alenko's ass

Because that had been really nicely anonymous, Cade.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

It's a nice ass

Tony, don't encourage vandalism.

[myownface]

All asses involved in this are totally lookers.

Really. Sparkle was an expert on matters like these.

Yes, that was shoe polish.

[lockestheway]

Somewhere later into the afternoon, a sheet of paper got duct-taped to the mirror right above Cade's writing.

You people really need to learn to prioritize. Maturity, please?

No, Peter didn't see the irony.

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

BITE ME said the mature reply to the sheet.

[abitlowkey]

Loki frowned at the message for a moment before kindly assisting the writer with their language.

Alenko can kiss my karking I am not certain this is a word, mysterious writer ass!

There, much better.