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]

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."