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Tyler Durden ([personal profile] tyler_gone) wrote2009-04-09 02:53 pm

Office #18, Wednesday Afternoon

After a busy morning of work with junior detectives, investigations and interrogations, "Fred" was on his hands and knees looking for clues under the desk in Mr. Durden's office -- and, jeepers, it wasn't much of an office unless you really liked flowers -- when the bite wore off. He suddenly remembered he was in fact Mr. Durden, sat up, and hit his head.

That gave him one excuse to curse a blue streak. The crazy-lady flowers that he saw when he reluctantly popped out from under the desk provided another.

Whatever Ino was trying to say with flowers, she sure was verbose with it. He tore off the neckerchief and wondered if he really had to keep the flowers around until they died.

[OOC: Mostly a linkdrop, but open, sure!]
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[personal profile] shiroi_tiger 2009-04-10 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
He wasn't going to ask. He wasn't going to ask. He wasn't.

"What message are all of these supposed to convey, exactly?"

He asked.
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[personal profile] shiroi_tiger 2009-04-10 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, best of luck to you at that," Nathan decided. "Because I don't think I'm going to be hunting down anyone in our class until next week, when my contract requires that I have to."

...

"Which would work perfectly, if I hadn't signed up to supervise the dance tomorrow while I was... Out of sorts."
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[personal profile] shiroi_tiger 2009-04-10 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Not if we kill him," Nathan added. Hopefully.

Please? Could they? It could be fun.
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[personal profile] shiroi_tiger 2009-04-10 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Too easy," Nathan decided. "He should probably suffer, first."

A pause for consideration.

"Gremlin venom overdose."
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[personal profile] shiroi_tiger 2009-04-10 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
"He's a member of law enforcement," Nathan pointed out. "He ought to know that rule well enough."

First, they could tie him to a chair. And then they could bribe every gremlin they came across with promises of... whatever it was that gremlins liked. Aside from biting them. And then they would sit back and enjoy.