Outside the Teachers' Offices [Tuesday, Never-You-Mind O'Clock]

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If you think Paris wasn't taking Rosa's class challenge EXTREMELY SERIOUSLY, you had clearly never met her.

She was dressed in dark clothing--the better to blend in with the shadows, like a proper cat burgler, even if cat burglers probably didn't bring cell phones and graph paper to map out which teacher was in what spot. "Zack," she read from the door tag. "He's the one at the dog shelter. Probably hasn't rigged the door to kill us."

She wrote that down.

[OOC: For her partner in crime and anyone else who wants to get involved! SP is love, though :D]

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"The tall one right there," Paris said, pointing helpfully.

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"I knew that," Vette announced loftily, and then made her way over to inspect the aforementioned cabinet.

Ugh, High Galactic.

"Okay, that's A, and that's B..."

It was still a work in progress.

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"Really?" muttered Paris oh-so-sympathetically, stalking over to the cabinet. "H," she said, pointing.

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"Are you sure, though?"

Vette, stop needling the prat.

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"Of course I'm sure," Paris snapped, yanking the drawer open and getting absolutely covered in red, white, and blue glitter.

Across the room, a computer screen turned on an a frowning Captain America stared out at them. "So, you've decided to break into a teacher's office--"

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Vette blinked.

And then Vette started laughing, clapping her hands over her mouth, even as glittery confetti drifted down to stick to her, too.

"I don't know if I like this one more than the puppy room," she noted, "but it's still pretty great."

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Steve droned on in the background about poor life choices and how bad prison was as Paris futiley wiped at the glitter.

"This'll be on us for days," she griped.

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"Yup," Vette chirped. "And there's no way for us to hit other rooms from here without leaving behind a trail."

She was okay with that. This whole outing had been great.

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"Arrrrrrrrgh," Paris fumed, stomping a foot and raining more glitter down from her hair. "Okay, but two definite nos--that's a good start, right?"

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"That's two more than we had before," Vette agreed. "And now I know what you mean when you talk about Captain America."

His clothing was only marginally more ridiculous than some getups she saw back home. And had nothing on most Sith.

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"Subtle like a Sith" not being a thing in a galaxy far, far away...

"Somehow he manages to be cute even with wings attached to his head," Paris said, shaking her head. "It's bizarre, right?"

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"Super bizarre," Vette agreed. "And watching this video kind of makes me feel like I disappointed the whole planet or something."

No, Vette. Just America. America was disappointed in you.

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"Yeah," Paris agreed. "He manages to out-guilt my mother, which I didn't think was possible."

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"Maybe it's an old person thing?"

A beat.

"He doesn't look very old, though."

Pretty attractive for a human in spangles. But not old.

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"He is and isn't," Paris said. "I think it's some weird time jump thing? Because he talks like my grandpa used to but has arms for days."

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"They are really nice arms," Vette mused, staring intently at the screen. "... You know what, he's welcome to be disappointed in me any time."

Hi there, Professor Old Guy.

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"He teaches Civics with his partner, who's also hot in a much older old guy way."

Sorry, Tony.

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"Note to self: Take eye candy class if I ever get to choose these things," Vette said as the video ended. And then she grinned as she looked at Paris. "So, are we done here for the night?"

They'd ruled out two rooms and now they were glittery. That seemed like an outing well spent, to Vette.

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"Yeah, I think it's time to take about a million showers and regroup for later," Paris admitted.

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"Then it's settled," Vette said, still smiling. "Rid ourselves of the glitter, try again another day."

Maybe make off with some puppies whenever that day came...

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Paris nodded. "I'll pull up the old radio broadcasts and try to put together pysch profiles of the rest of the teachers, see which ones seem like good bets."

Because of course she would.

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"Wow," Vette said, blinking at her. "You really don't do anything by halves, do you?"

She wasn't sure whether to be impressed or terrified.

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Most people went with a healthy mix of both.

"Nope," she said. "It's how I'll get into Harvard."

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"Which is a good thing?"

Like Vette knew what a Harvard was.

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"It's basically the best college on the planet," Paris explained.