Teacher's Lounge, Wednesday Morning

[atreideslioness]

The students were not the only ones that needed a break from the stress of finals and graduation, and so Ghanima set herself up in the teacher's lounge, large boxes of moddable goodies from JGoB on the tables. Her work for the semester was done, but that didn't mean she couldn't share.

Teachers needed sugar too, darn it.

[Open for those of the educational-persuasion!]

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[atreideslioness]

"I think you'd do a very nice waltz," Ghanima offered. "You've got the legs for it."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Thank you!" At least someone here saw that. "That was very kind of you to say. I'm like a Tina Turner without an Ike."

[atreideslioness]

"So, double the fantastic, less idiocy?" she laughed. "Perhaps you ought to host a talent show, to showcase your abilities."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"But then I'd need you to be my Simon. British and bitchy all the way!"

[atreideslioness]

Ghanima pouted slightly. "What if I want to perform?" she asked. "I'm not always unapproachable and 'bitchy.' You saw my stunning performance at the drug assembly."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"But that just gives your criticism merit! As opposed to being a washed up nobody with no joy in his life."

[atreideslioness]

"That's very reassuring," Ghanima replied dryly. "It's lovely to know that I'm not completely obsolete."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I coulda called you the Paula."

[atreideslioness]

"The last person stupid enough to call me Paula was Mr. Durden's evil twin," Ghanima replied sweetly. "He only made that error once."

Probably because she'd threatened him the next day with bodily harm if he didn't behave, but that was details.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"...you threatened Brad Pitt? Niiiiiice."

[atreideslioness]

Ghanima gave him a skeptical look. "I don't know a Brad Pitt," she answered, "but Durden the Second was promised quality time with my blade if he did not shut up."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Same guy." Kinda. "And how come you didn't get an opponent there? Don't think I didn't notice my lil' copyright infringement buddy up there with ya!"

[atreideslioness]

"Because everybody loves me, and I have no enemies?"

Lies, all lies, but Ghanima gave Deadpool her best and most angelic smile.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"You're just lucky I don't care enough to throw my breakfast at you," Deadpool pointed out.

[atreideslioness]

"You wouldn't commit such sprinkle abuse," Ghanima scolded. "That's right up there with wasting alcohol."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool crossed himself suddenly. "God forbid!"

[atreideslioness]

Ghani chewed her lip for a moment, seemingly lost in thought. "Do you think we could get Tino to make a drink with sprinkles?" she asked. "Instead of lining the rim of the glass with salt or sugar, he should do sprinkles."

Sometimes, Ghanima was very much a twenty-three-year-old female.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool stared at her like that was the best idea he'd ever heard in his life. "If he won't, I think we need to have a cocktail party and do it ourselves!"

[atreideslioness]

"It's a deal," she announced. "We'll see who can make the fruitiest, most colorful drink, and still have it taste good without inducing a sugar coma."