Jack Quill's Story

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Kumiko gave her answer, even sounding report like. "Nothing exciting. Bane doing his much hated Joker Jr duties. The night has barley started, I'm sure it will get much more exciting than that." Astrid nodded, taking a look around. With alcohol taking its effects on any one of these individuals it could become more exciting but if they times that by 5 at least...they were due for a very exciting night for lack of a better term. "Maybe things will get interesting sooner rather than later." Astrid was unsure if that was a calculation or hope, but if gambling were in her nature she'd put money on it. In fact, why not? Only more people seemed to file into the party making Wren's much desired full house dream come true. "I think things will take a turn in about..10 minutes? And that's being generous." She smiled to Kumiko. "How'd your simulation go anyway?" Astrid asked on another note.

"Hey Astrid. Kimmy K." Matt nodded to them and smiled. Astrid naturally smiled right back to Matt before letting her face slowly fall. She pointed to his cup. "Are you sure you should be drinking that right after your entry shot? You know underage drinking is still frowned upon in here." Astrid told him, her brows furrowed in concern for Matty. She watched his own face slowly fall and glance into his cup self-consciously. "Oh. Matty. No. I'm kidding. Sometimes people kid." Matt laughed too sharply, causing her head to jerk back and do an uncertain grin in response as he sipped at his drink. "Good one." His laughter trailed off and he walked away not so subtly. Though Kumiko mightn't have registered it as an awkward occurrence, Astrid exchanged a glance with her. "I think I might just see what's going on there or say I'm sorry or...something." She excused herself and wondered off after Matt.

She grabbed his arm gently and stepped in front of him. "Hey. I know my humor needs a lot of work but I was joking. I'd never judge what you do or try to make you feel that way. Is something the matter? Do you want to talk?"

"You know? You didn't have to explain that entire joke to me...it wasn't that bad." He snickered, continuing to be cheeky. As he listened to her nodded, "Yeah, McDonald's got most places beat." He said jokingly. He then sloshed around the thought of being transported anywhere in the world and possibly the Universe. He then shook his head, no. "Nah, I think I prefer to ride in a spaceship myself, it's unlike any other vehicle on this planet, not even a shuttle is close." He said a bit longingly.

Jack laughed, as he placed his hands up in surrender. That's true, he didn't have syncronized lights and music, he'll have to remember that one. As he and Julia spoke he listened to what she had to say. "Yeah, well...um...," before Jack could say his next words he nearly tumbled over with Julia in tow! He gained his balance to look over to an agitated Wren. "Alright, jeez, didn't mean anything bad by it. I'm sorry." He said to Wren while looking over at Christian. He was then dragged off by Julia. He then spoke to her again, "Really, I didn't mean to come off like a jerk...it's just...I don't know. The guy's a mystery, y'know? He spends most of his time alone in his room, and when he's in class the guy doesn't say two words...what am I suppose to think about the guy? He doesn't give me very much to go off of...besides...well, you know that too." He said feeling a bit down on himself.

He then surveyed the room wondering where to mingle. It was then he spotted a gathering of hotties around Bane, strange enough place. It was then Jack said in a happier mood, "Hey, lets go over to where the big guy is. He seems to be getting the most action." Jack declared as he began to move towards Nathaniel. It was then Alex and Kari left for Wren and Christian where both Wren and Alex yelled at Jai. It was then Jack took a deep breath, "Glad, I got off easy...shit, now I feel bad for the guy...uh Chris I mean." He said trailing off. "Well...lets go over to the bar and see about that mingling huh?" Jack said feeling chipper once more.

It was then he came up to Nathaniel and Frankie. "Hey guys! How's the drinks around here?" He asked to no one in particular.He then gave a thumbs up to Bane, "Doing pretty good for yourself buddy...pullin' all the ladies. Gonna need to step up my game a little since I don't got the big guns like you do!" Jack chuckled. He would pat Bane on the back but he wasn't sure if the guy would punch him or not, if he did.

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Christian felt embarrassed after the ruckus that seemed to have been created just because he was there. He didn't like how angry Alex and Wren got over the few comments that have been said about him. It's like they felt the need to defend him when he didn't need defending. It wasn't wrong for them to think the thoughts they thought or even act the way they acted. It was reasonable and understandable...he...is a liability to their life. Who knows? He may have regained his composure now but in a single second he could relapse. He felt bad for Jai who seemed to get the worse of it, he was just reacting naturally.

Still the women around him seem to be more understanding than the men. Which he found curious, since he did murder a lot of women that night, not anymore he supposes in relation to the men but there is usually more disgust towards those that murder women. Not to mention those that murder children as well. All their little faces...it keeps him awake at night. Still he was dragged off by Wren who seemed content to answer Kari's question for him. "I...uh." Was all he could manage to say before being taken away.

As Wren leaned against the wall, Christian sat down on a barstool. "The Symbiote keeps me sober...trust me...I tried." He said in a grim manner. He then looked over to her and said, "Don't be so harsh on them...they're not wrong for reacting the way they did. It's not like I make it easy for them to change their opinions of me." He said as he looked at his hands. He began to pick at his nails. "I just don't get it. Why are any of you guys nice to me? Why even defend me like that? I'm sure you guys have heard about the...killings." He said, still not looking at Wren. He then noticed a nick in the leather of the seat and began to pick at that instead.

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"Are you fucking serious, Jai? He's not a cannibal and he hasn't done anything to you." Jai stepped back as Alex's voice grew and she began chewing him out. "If you're gonna act like such an ass by assuming someone's a certain way based on who their father is go take your cowardly little ass away from this guy who's just here to have a good time like the rest of us." He stood there completely speechless and off guard as she pointed at the bar and her arm caused him to flinch in response like she was on the verge of hitting him. "Better yet, how about you make like a bitch and get this guy a beer since he's more of a man than you." His face fell as he was about ready to leave but apparently the girls weren't done with him just yet.

Alex yelling at him wasn't enough since Wren decided to chuck an empty bottle of vodka at him causing Jai to duck down to avoid it and practically cower at whatever she had left to throw at him. "I'm sorry, but were you dropped on your head as an infant? Or were you just born stupid?!" He looked up at her like a puppy that had just been kicked as she continued to take more jabs at him. "Maybe you deserve to be 'eaten' because you're acting like a fucking pussy! And a good pussy deserves to be eaten!... Grow up." Jai seemed to be getting smaller and smaller with each word until Wren was finally done.

Jai slowly rose up from the ground with his head hanging low and he went off to find his own little corner to be alone. He didn't run. He didn't speed all around the room like usual. He walked slowly and sat himself down alone staring at his hands and getting lost in his own thoughts as he stayed perfectly quiet. What was so wrong with being scared? What was wrong with seeing what that guy has done? Why didn't they understand?d

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Her soft giggle brought Nathaniel's attention back up form the floor to her. "I would tell you to speak in Spanish all the time because it sounds good when you speak it. But then I fear I wouldn't be much for conversation at that point." He had a faint smile appear on his face though he didn't really have a response. Nathaniel probably did all the talking he needed to do for a year. He finally noticed the strawberry that had been held out for him and watched her take a bite just realizing he didn't acknowledge her offer to him. His cheeks turned red for a moment as he mumbled an apology, "Sorry." He looked back down at his hands and back up at her trying to come up with something to say.

Thankfully Frankie was much better suited for conversation than Nathaniel. "I can speak Latin... Well no one speaks Latin, it's a dead language. But I know it fairly well with having a degree in Molecular, Cellular, and Developmental Biology. Everything in Science seems to have a Latin based name." His eyes lit up right when she mentioned her degrees. She was actually smart and worth Nathaniel's time. Praise science. Nathaniel seemed to hang onto everything about her even more now that she was more than just a sweet girl with a pretty face. She's pretty, sweet, and smart. She's perfect. Too bad Nathaniel was anything but perfect.

Another strawberry as held out in front of him. "They're really good and fresh... Unless you're allergic, then I'm sorry." He looked at the strawberry and back at her just as she pushed one of her flawless locks back behind her ear. Nathaniel just couldn't bear the thought of saying no to her and took the strawberry despite the fact that he was not a fan of them. He bit into it and played it off like he enjoyed the way the tiny little seeds jammed into his teeth before adding a mumbled, "Thanks. When he was done. Commotion began when he heard Alex raised her voice towards Jai West and Wren follow by throwing a glass bottle at him over his remark towards Christian. Nathaniel actually felt bad for the guy. They shouldn't expect someone to just act like he didn't commit any horrible crimes. Sure Jai shouldn't have made a dumb remark but that doesn't deserve what he got.

Nathaniel turned backaround wanting to ask Frankie about her field right when Jack Quill decided to interrupt them. "Hey guys! How's the drinks around here?" Nathaniel rolled his eyes hoping to ignore the guy but then he decided to address Nathaniel directly. "Doing pretty good for yourself buddy...pullin' all the ladies. Gonna need to step up my game a little since I don't got the big guns like you do!" He looked like he was about to pat his back but hesitated. Nathaniel responded by glaring at him intensely looking like he was about ready to kill the guy if he continued pestering him.

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Talk about one eventful party. The hyperactive speedster managed to piss off two of the arguably hottest and possibly most popular girls in the school. Alex chewed his head off while Wren actually got physical and threw a bottle at him. Ichabod loved it. He cowered on the ground and walked away like some pathetic wannabe hero because he was too afraid. He'd be an easy target and this just confirmed it for him. Though that would have to wait since Ichabod would need to make a special formula for him. maybe something that involved Christian eating him just for shits and giggles.

Ichabod clapped his hands together loudly as he stood up and strolled over to where the party really was. He placed his long thin hands on the shoulders of Christian and Wren as he stared down at Alex with a rather manical look on his face enough to make the fearless crawl in their skin. "How about we lighten the mood of this party up a bit?" He looked at them each just to make sure they were actually listening. "Let's play a nice game of spin the bottle."

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Apparently Mathias had a different opinion towards most of Kain’s perspectives. His idea of fun, which he had to laugh about at the mention of shadiest clubs. His method of observing people and the way the trade should have gone if they were going to be in each other’s company that naturally brought amusement upon his features. Mathias could enjoy dreaming. Meanwhile, Kain continued to pluck at the peanuts communicating his 'yeah right' in silence.

Soon enough the event, amusement and fun had come to them. Admittedly not in a very predictable form as Wren whistled for the party's attention. "Mr. Crane here has had a lovely idea... SPIN THE BOTTLE!" Kain glanced to Mathias and smirked. "Ichabod wants to play spin the bottle?" He questioned. "What could go wrong?" Kain bumped Mathias with his shoulder. Then sighed out as he had to leave his nice under the radar post and peanuts to form a circle. "You playing?" Kain asked back to Mathias as he sat on the floor.

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He almost had to do a double take as Enzo shoved a cue in his hand and setup the table again then motioned for Caleb to have a shot. "Did old and bossy give the braun a simulation to see if they had brains?" Only villains had the natural ability to belittle people, but he let Enzo have his parade. They couldn't all have max IQ and to be fair on himself it wasn't everyday Caleb had to solve a riddle. Unlike the guy before him. "And what pray tell did I miss?"
Caleb moved around the table to take his shot. "Well basically J.A.R.V.I.S told us the rules. That we had to answer it together and our answer would only count by first stating 'the answer is.' " He took in a deep breath waiting for the snark to flow out of Enzo like a waterfall. "And the questions we got was 'why?' " Caleb lined up the shot and had apparently exerted his force in the wrong way as the cue snapped on him. He was unsure if it was because he was annoyed in the judgement he'd face from Nigma or because he heard a suggestion of spin the bottle that was being spread party wide by Wren. Caleb looked to Nigma like a brother might to assure his sibling wouldn't dob but that was exactly what the likes of his company would do if it meant trouble. "I'll pay for another, " Caleb added.

Not wanting the ball in one court, after a moment or two and shuffling his way slowly to the game, he added, "And what did the handling of your simulation look like?" Whatever it was, Caleb doubted it was as flawless as he acted.

She wasn't sure what words of wisdom she could give to support such a delicate soul such as Matt's but she felt for him. Astrid knew the simplest nod of acknowledgement from his crush would lighten him in an instant. Nonetheless she tried to search for some words. “Now I’m kidding.” He said before she could foolishly begin to console him. “Oh, that is not nice.” Because that had truly tugged at her heart strings a little but it didn't stop her smiling with him. “See, I’m also bad at jokes.” Matt said and swung a careless hand into her. Immediately his mouth fell agape and he started apologizing. “I am so sorry.” It hadn't hurt in the slightest and came off as playful so he had nothing to be sorry for, but she found his concern in the gesture very gentlemanly. “I'm sure I'll survive,” she said laughing.

Like Matt, she overheard the mentioning of spin the bottle game. They could have been fortunate for it to be a game with just a few contenders happy to kiss each other but then Wren had whistled out loud for to gain everybody's attention. “Mr. Crane here has had a lovely idea... SPIN THE BOTTLE!” Matt had turned back to Astrid in full attention. “And where does Miss America stand on such a game? Mm. Vodka breath.” Astrid laughed again then prepared her analysis. “First off, thank you for getting the idea of vodka breath in my mind. Secondly, where I stand on this game? I think it's chaotic. I mean fun and good to release your inner ID and child. And I don't have much of a problem with it. But there are certain people who you'd rather not kiss you know? For various eligible reasons.” Astrid thought further on her justification. “Like Ivy for the obvious reason. I don't want to end up in the infirmary because a bottle landed on her and my immunity doesn't fight off her poison or venom quick enough.” And that was the truth. She didn’t care about her sexuality or not being able to heal, because she would recover. It was just the process of healing, lounging around in a bed, expecting to take whatever doctors and nurses recommend for you. Then there were lesser instances where she could encounter a dedicated kisser who would really put their tongue into it.

“It might actually be so bad, it turns out good.” She laughed, though partly nervous.

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"Well some have called me a flirt before." He said jokingly. It was then he looked down at his jeans and then grinned, "Oh, good, so they do work!" He said with pep. It was after the mess with him and Wren over his words that he looked over to her and nodded. "I guess you're right." He said as he rubbed his head. "I wouldn't know what that would be like, considering I've never done anything I've regretted." He continued. "I guess I should be lucky in that regard." His mood changed when they reached the bar. Feeling happier he laughed at Frankie's literal answer.

"Well, that's good! At least it's a real party!" He chuckled. It was then he noticed the intensity in Bane's stare as he grew nervous. "Heh, heh, sorry, shouldn't have ruined your groove...heh, heh." He nervously chuckled as he moonwalked out of Bane's reach. It was then he twist and turned to Frankie and Julia with a playfully hurt expression. "Agh! You wound me ladies!" He dramatically spoke. He then laughed it off. "I think they're called something else out there." He chuckled.

It was then his attention was pulled when heard that a game of spin the bottle is about to go down. "Classic." He said with approval. "Well if you guys need me, you know where to find me." He said with a grin as he headed over there in no time flat. He then sat down in the circle as he rubbed his hands together. "So who goes next?"

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Christian listened to the girls around him trying to convince him otherwise. No, he wasn't a killer, the Symbiote is the one to blame, or his father is to blame. He started to grow a bit annoyed at their attempts. He realized they were trying to be nice to him...and he could appreciate that. He just didn't like all of this attention, it felt like the more they interact with him the more dangerous it could be. He's been keeping good enough control so far and he doesn't want to push his luck anymore than he has to.

He will just sit and watch, maybe have a drink or two, it doesn't matter. He's here now and leaving right away would just seem rude. He may be worried but he still has that nagging feeling in the back of his head to not be rude. Yet the words that both Kari and Wren spoke, he just felt he should place it perspective for them. "You guys say that but let me ask you something? If there was someone you loved, someone you cared about, and that someone was taken from you, would you be so quick to forgive the one who did it? I've, I'VE, killed people, people that other people knew and cared about. People that had lives! Friends, Family, Lovers, they were all killed and the ones who live on...now have to live out the rest of their lives without them! Those people whose lives I ruined...they don't forgive me...they despise me...they think I should be put to death for the murders of their loved ones. And how could you blame them? After the amount of pain and suffering that I've caused them?" He said as he looked at them both with a stern face.

"I'm no different from any other psychopath who hears voices in his head...I just don't blame the voices like you guys do." He finished. He then felt a twinge of discomfort as Ichabod placed his hand on his shoulder. "Please could you not? I don't like to be touched." He said rather coldly. As he shrugged to release himself from his touch, he heard his proposition and one by one people agreed to it. Christian had no desire whatsoever to join. He didn't even want to be near people, last thing he needs to do is touch, let alone kiss another person. He wouldn't want to suddenly and quite literally bite someone's face off. He said he wasn't a cannibal, but the Symbiote might do it just for the hell of it.

He groaned, "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to seem so rude to you or any of you. I know you're just trying to help. I think...I'm just gonna go over to the bar...see if there's anything I like." Christian sadly spoke as he excused himself from the growing group of people. He doesn't do well with crowds. Christian reached the bar as he perused it's selection.

Wren was began to give Chris a serious talking to so she slipped away while they chatted. The suggestion of spin the bottle caught her attention. "Hell yea." She said with a smile, it was a great game. It caused a lot of drama and who didn't like drama? She helped make room for the circle before joining the circle herself. She was sure everyone would participate, including Matt and Alex but what were the odds of her spin landing on them, 2/21 actually. Good odds not to land on them, that would be gross.

Seeing that the most insane person in this place suggested this game made her nervous however. Why would he suggest it, obviously he wanted drama but from what she'd heard he was more about a little childish drama. She took a quick deep breath Maybe he just wants this party to get interesting like the rest of us. She though calmly, knowing it may be only half true.

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Watching from afar was what she'd always done, especially in things like this. Her mother sent her here to teach her human emotion, perhaps this was one way to learn. No, someone like her didn't play games like this, granted she didn't know exactly what the game was. Her curiosity had gotten he best of her and she found herself near Wren in the circle. She leaned in, maybe too close for comfort, "What exactly is this..game?" She asked in a whisper hoping Wren wouldn't make it a big deal that she didn't know.

Quickly she realized she would be uncomfortable, more and more people began to gather. Actually most of the party had gathered into this circle. Too crowded for her but she was already there and basically confirmed she was playing as soon as she sat in the circle Big mistake she thought to herself getting more uncomfortable.

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Spin the bottle? Suggested by Ichabod, was no one concerned about that? Well she was, very concerned. He was a psycho, a true psycho. However it was better than sitting around watching, even Kumiko had joined which would surprise everyone. So she joined the circle, it wasn't a bother to her who it landed on Lie. Ok so she didn't want to kiss at least half the people in the circle but what were the odds of her having to kiss her enemy Probably not something you should think Liz. positive thinking, this could actually be fun instead of drama filled...Hopefully.

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Nathaniel sat there in complete and utter annoyance as Frankie, Julia, and Jack all interacted with each other. He had no reason to say anything at this point and nor did he want to considering how the conversation slowly lowered in IQ by each word out of Jack's mouth. The talk of space crabs was also just a tad bit uncomfortable for Nathaniel and he'd prefer to just be with Frankie and talk about science. He'd be fine if Julia was around too since she seemed somewhat smart. Nathaniel honestly just wanted Jack to leave. That seemed to come when Wren made the announcement of Ichabod suggesting spin the bottle. Jack was quick to leave and enjoy the game despite the fact that Ichabod was there and Nathaniel could breathe a sigh of relief. But for only a moment.

Nathaniel looked back at Frankie and saw the look on her face and immediately knew she wanted him to join the game. Julia commented about how she had a feeling they would join the game and Nathaniel immediately flustered up and he could feel his cheeks beginning to flush. He really didn't want to play such a corny game but he also didn't want to say no to Frankie so he sighed. "Fine..." He stood up from his stool and took her hand with out asking as he lead her through the crowd of people and where to the group of people circled around for the game and sat down with Frankie next to him.

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Wren's announcement got the attention of a large number of people as they all began to crowd around. Wren offered Ichabod the bottle first since he suggested the game and Ichabod took it. He rested the bottle on the ground and took out a tube of chapstick and moistened his lips. He could see the expressions of everyone crowded around him change as they probably all assumed that little tube of chapstick was laced with some of his fear toxin. It could be but only those who weren't immune to toxins and kissed him would find out which would actually make this game a little exciting as he finally spinned the bottle.

He looked around the group thinking about whom he desired it to land on the most and Ichabod quite desired it to be Enzo. Kissing Enzo would mean pissing off Jr but of course the Prince of Clowns wouldn't do anything since he knew better than to cross Ichabod. The bottle began slowing down as it passed each possible victim and finally came to a halt before non other than Caleb Kent. Ichabod grinned and turned to the little man of steel. "Alright, Super Boy... Pucker up."He leaned towards Caleb to plant one on him excited for what his reaction would be.

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Junior at this time was sprawled across a couch as Enzo left him for a game of billiards. He would have hounded around him if Caleb Kent hadn't shown up and deterred him away from his boyfriend. junior decided to chug down the contents of whatever drink was in his hand and off onto the floor in an attempt to make flirtatious advances with anyone willing to listen until a few shouts grabbed his attention. Alex and Wren were tearing Jai apart and Junior basically fell to the ground cackling over the whole thing. The speedster even sulked away to a little corner which only made Junior laugh harder over the whole ordeal. He was practically in tears.

Alex on the other hand, was not laughing. Her face actually dropped a little when Wren threw the bottle at him and she wanted to help him back up but he already left. he deserved to get chewed out but that was a little too far. Alex was hardly listening until she heard Christian question them about sticking up for him and how he's a killer. Alex sighed and placed her hands on her hips in a scolding manner. "DOn't be so hard on yourself, Christian." Her tone softened up as her eyes shifted away from him. "You're not the only one who's killed people..." She sounded almost guilty and she was. There were times where the innocent were part of the causality of the war on crime. That's just how her business worked some times.

Alex hadn't even noticed that her half sister Lindsey had joined the group until she walked away to try and cheer Jai up. Alex waited until she left to join Ichabod's idea of a game of spin the bottle. She then came over to where Jai was in the corner and knelt down in front of his and spoke softly. "Hey, bud. I'm sorry about the way I yelled at you. I shouldn't have been so hard on you." She put a hand under his chin. "Can you please forgive and join in on this game so I can be around one person I can tolerate?" She stood up and ruffled his hair up before adding, "Who knows? You may get that kiss with Lilith you wanted." She laughed softly and left to join the group.

She looked around the group finding a place to sit and decided next to Nathaniel would be best since he was quiet and Frankie was tolerable enough. She gave Nathaniel a friendly nod as she sat down and locked eyes with Junior who had just joined in as well to take a seat next to Enzo. He laughed when Ichabod landed on Caleb and clapped his hands together when they kissed. It was quite a sight. He also leaned over to Enzo to make a comment. "I wonder if his lips are laced with his toxin. That'll sure make this game more interesting."

"Won't you just precisely aim it for the person you want?" Once again, Kain was amused by the accusation and shrugged as if he had mystery to keep. " Maybe. Maybe not. Do I strike you as a cheater? Especially to such a classy game?" Kain gestured to Ichabob and the bottle.

But more pleasing yet was Mathias taking his place in the lip-locking circle. Interesting was how most people would classify the game and serve as the hook for them to join and Kain and Mathias were no different. Though by this time, his eyes were scanning the group that joined, Mathias' words didn't go unheard. "Define someone worth it." Kain pounced up for a bottle of beer and took another then replaced himself beside Mathias before everyone got settled. Kain offered him one of the bottles. "Never fear. Encouragement is here." After taking a swig of his own, he decided to lay some wisdom on Mathias. "It doesn't matter if I can aim or not or...-I'm not sure how sound works but if even you were to rig it through some vibration-, somebody else in this circle won't or can’t aim. And we're stuck hooking up with them for.." What would the average be in this circle? Kain pointed to himself first. "Anywhere between ten seconds to five minutes." Then Mathias. "Ten seconds and three minutes." He nodded self satisfied with his improvised and generous calculations. "Extra two minutes because I'm a great kisser." Kain explained. As if it needed justifying.

Kain watched the bottle do its round and slow then land on Caleb. He choked on his beer, finding the substance go down the wrong pipe with the help of shock. Kain brought the back of his hand and wrist up to wipe at his mouth with a grin.



"The room was full of quicksand, and we had to make our way to the civilian... My partner was useless. We uh... made a 'rope' with our clothing, used the buckle on my suspenders to hook onto the stake the civilian was tied to and pulled our way to the platform." Well damn. That sounded active and eventful at least opposed to standing there. Caleb may have had to accept that he had the most boring, still simulation.

He was then drawn forward by the game beginning. Anybody else would probably be ecstatic and privileged to kiss the unhinged all by the completely justifiable means of a game. Psychos had groupies yet Caleb had the misfortune and startle of the bottle landing on him. "Alright, Super Boy... Pucker up." Caleb blinked and shook himself out of his surprise and his want to melt into the floor or dash away, but had to think of it in the long run and how it'd pay off. This was just a small sacrifice for playing spin the bottle. "Let's just get this over and done with." He sighed out gently and leaned toward Icahbod, getting it out of the way as their lips met.

He reframed from wiping his mouth and rushing to spin the bottle again, eager to kiss someone less conniving. Not only would it be completely immature but give Ichabod a raise. It was then he heard Junior's comment. "I wonder if his lips are laced with his toxin. That'll sure make this game more interesting." Caleb looked back to Icahbod with an icy glare. That was well within his capability and made more sense towards his eagerness to play. But whatever was on his lips now, was there. And if it was some unpleasant toxin, revenge would be sweet.

With another huff and sigh out and additional roll of his eyes, he spun the bottle. And it found it's way through a gap in the circle and pointed towards the group still in debate whether to play or not. Caleb leaned back waiting for them to reach their conclusion for a moment or two. "Julia?" Caleb prompted.



Astrid was moments away from making a true analysis of the pros and cons to spin the bottle. Matt would grant her fair mindedness, but it wasn't entirely necessary. Of course within her aloud contemplation she had a few points too. When he thought spin the bottle he just associated it with kissing the girls, which in this academy were all pretty fine.

Julia sneaked up to them more or less, and explained her better faith in Astrid and Matt smiled. "Hey Matty, how've you been? And why haven't you been drinking, you're legal back in the UK and as a honorary cousin within the bat family, I give permission for alcohol consumption." He laughed and did a side to side nod. "I appreciate that. And, well, with your permission.." Matt grinned. "But technically I am drinking, just not alcohol. And hoarding what remains of my precious hot coco." He took a sip, while his face scrunched up. "That's not very hot anymore." Nonetheless, being the trooper he was, he sculled what remained of it.

Matt couldn't hep but turn to the game. Like a puppy or child, there was always excitement in it that you didn't want to miss. And judging by clapping, laughter, cat calls, etc, Matt was missing something exciting. Matt processed it in three different stages, confusion, recognition and amusement. Ichabod and Caleb kissed. He frolicked to the game with a grin and practically dived out of the way of the bottle as it slowed near him.

Having convinced himself he was away from the danger zone, he pounced in a spot beside Lindsey. "Oooh you're in troubllle. You weren't in time for the simmms." Matt grinned again following the direction of the bottle's neck, turning to face Julia who he had not long departed from. And who, from what he picked up, wasn't all that keen on spin the bottle.

Long was an understatement for the shower she took after returning from her trial. Maybe it was the way the dirt and grime was washed away from her light copper, tattooed skin, but she knew it was because it was the only place where she could empty her mind. She always thought at maximum efficiency and while some would consider that a gift or something to aspire to, some times she just wanted it to cease for an hour or so. So therefore, an hour or so after she stepped under the steaming spray, she stepped back out and dried her very red skin off. Her hair hung down her back in a wet curly mess that she combed and oiled quickly. She preferred crisp and tangy smells and her bathroom smelled like lemon verbena and sandalwood whenever she stepped out.
The incident in the hallway entered her mind again as she ran her hands through her hair as she dried it gently. Not that it did her much harm, but she could almost hear the loud thump her skull made when it collided with Jack's and it made her scowl to think of. While he wasn't her friend, they'd never even met before this. The possibility she may have injured him in their collision bothered her enough to decide to seek him out.
Forgoing any effort as this wasn't a social call, she decided to just wear her favorite ripped jeans and a black sweater with Her semi-dry curly hair piled on her head. She tugged down her nearly too short sweater as she walked out of her door and towards the stair quickly. She stopped soon though after she realized that he may not be in his room considering he had Julia with him when she ran into them in the hallway.
"Jarvis? Where is Jack Quill?"
"He seems to be a gathering in Miss Wilson's penthouse Miss Prince."
"Thank you Jarvis."
My pleasure
Kallistrate mentally cursed as she looked down at her sneakers and blew a curl out of her face. She could vaguely remember the announcement being made as she was in the elevator shortly after her trial, but she was too far gone to notice it. Wren Wilson. She'd never had the pleasure but the woman had a reputation and this party would be sure to be on the wild side and far from anything enjoyable for her. She closed her eyes and sighed at nothing and continued walking up the stairs at a quick pace.
I'll just walk in, say hello, give my apologies, and walk out.And with her plan firmly in place and her resolve locked down tight, Kallistrate stood in front of the door and only momentarily hesitated at the booming music coming from the room on the other side and turned the knob.
The first thing she noticed in the large space was how dark it was. That wasn't as much of an issue with her as the proclamation made by Wren herself that Spin the Bottle would soon begin. Kallistrate nearly abandoned the entire plan and walked back to her own floor. But, no. She'd do what she came here to do and that was that. So she closed the door silently and made her way towards some others she saw gathered near the bar. She nodded when she made eye contact, but otherwise kept on the lookout for Jack. She didn't seen him until his voice rang out in excitement for the game starting , and this time she honest to God did roll her eyes. As if she would have been surprised.
"It seems I'll be here for a bit longer than I intended."
She huffed, but resigned herself to having a drink at the bar while she waited. Already at the bar was a very slight young man, Christian she believe, and looking every bit as anti-social as she felt. She took a seat one stool away for the sake of his obvious need for privacy and grabbed herself a cider and turned to watch the game. Another curl had escaped the mass on her head and she placed it back as she watch everyone join in on the game. The curl brought a faint waft of sandalwood to her nose, as that was her favorite scent, and the corner of her lip turned up slightly. She was shocked to see even Kumiko there, though it was obvious she didn't know how the game was played.
For the most part she looked around the room, just waiting for the game to end so she could say what she needed to say and then leave.

Aside from everything, what else could go wrong in a game such as spin the bottle, suggested by no less than Icabod. Naturally her interest was peaked, causing her to swivel around and face the crowd slowly forming for a game. Like she was in a position to refuse. But apparently Christian was as he moved against traffic. Kallistrate even bothered to appear. Maybe she didn't like being referred to as a boring twat. Though they were but a stool apart they stuck to their strong silence. Lilith waited for a cough or some kind of exchange to acknowledge each others existence but it didn't happen. She sighed out gently through her nose and remained peacefully perched by the bar. “Not your kind of game?” She inquired casually open to both Christian and Kallistrate. “Mine neither.” Again with the horrid jokes. She was all about lips and chaos.
Lilith shouldn't have but she laughed when the bottle landed on Caleb. “Like a band-aid, Caleb,” she said in encouragement which was more or less how he had treated it. But how was she properly supposed to observe the relationships her acquaintances had with each other and their kissing ability from such an angle? Lilith joined the group, smiling back to Christian and Kallistrate. The kind that she'd see them both sooner than later. Then Lilith cast her eyes on the bottle.

It pointed to Julia and she smiled. Now this could be more like a proper kiss. “Nice persuasion technique.” She commented to herself and her eyes found Jai, who was missing a few shades of enthusiasm for a kissing game. Even Jack and Matt eagerly awaited their turn.

Really Caleb could have just dashed over, laid one on her, and dash back but he wasn't a spontaneous romantic.

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“That sounds slightly more realistic.” She had to partially agree but maintain some of her own optimism. "And if you're worried enough about that, I could always enchant your lips to withstand those nasty teenage hormones." Astrid laughed it off at first but then thought the offer too tempting, as Julia directed some more conversation towards Matt, saying the contrast from what Astrid had said in the beginning of their night. “Don't encourage a drunk version.” She teased. Just imagining a drunken Matt was...well, funny. But Astrid wouldn't be around to hold his hair back for the morning after.

At the same time Matt was assuring he was having coco instead. Worse case scenario for that was a stomach ache. Matt gave up on his notably unpleasant drink then turned to watch the game. Astrid didn't know what he was waiting for, he already looked on the verge of springing off. Then caved to his excitement and sprang away. She laughed again. “Energetic isn't he? So is it also safe to assume that you will be enjoying your drinks tonight? Because it might just make you wind up-” Astrid halted mid-conversation and stepped back the slightest to establish the bottle clearly landed on Julia. Sober or not, willingly playing or not, the bottle of destiny chose her before Astrid could even imply the likelihood of consumption dragging her into the game by a loss of inhibitions and logic. "Julia?" Caleb checked.

Astrid glanced back to Julia expectantly for a response. A burst of no, or a conforming yes. The possibility and wait for which response she'd give was like a soap opera tv commercial. But why not? It was Caleb Kent.

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"Assault, battery, possession of illegal fire arms..." The file snapped close and Freddie responded to the noise with a sly smirk. The man circling around him went on. "Hacking a government data base, identity theft, and of course many accounts of 1st degree murder..." The man sat down in his desk across from Freddie. "You have quite the record, Castle." Freddie responded to the man in charge with a shrug as he kicked his feet up onto the desk and lean back with his hands behind his head. "What can I say, Stark? I have a penchant for trouble."

Stark a laughed a bit at Freddie's comment. "That you do." He shuffled through a couple files on his desk. "So this is your first official day at The Descendants Academy and unfortunately for you, you missed an important assignment today which means you won't be able to attend the dance this Saturday." Freddie just kind of scoffed at his comment. "Oh well. Saves me the trouble of getting a tux." Stark's reaction was not one he expected as he leaned forward in his chair matching Freddie's sly smirk. "Oh really?" Freddie didn't like that look. Stark had an idea.

"Thanks to you, Castle. You gave me a brilliant idea. You will be attending Saturday's dance and I expect you to find yourself a date and a dapper tux by then." Freddie's carefree look quickly changed as took his feet off the desk and leaned forward with a glare meant to cause Stark to shake. "And what if I don't?" Stark simply laughed at him. "then you fail, Castle. And if you fail, I get to send you to a special little prison that a lot of people would love to see you in." Freddie stood up abruptly and threw his chair back. "Whatever."

He began to storm out the room but Stark stopped him. "And also Wren Wilson is having a party in her room. You should think about going and making a few friends. You definitely need them." Freddie rolled his eyes as he stormed out and down the hall. How was he even supposed to know where her room was and why would he want to go? Of course he happened to stumble upon her room while looking for his since the blaring music gave it away. Freddie looked at the door. Fuck it.

He approached the door and a computer like thing by the name of J.A.R.V.I.S spoke while locking the door. "Apologies, Mr. Castle. Ms. Wilson made clear instructions that only those who take a shot of tequila first may enter the room." A shot suddenly got poured for him and Freddie picked it up. "Well how about I don't take a shot and then I won't have to break your system." If computer systems could laugh. He probably did. "That's not possible, Mr. Castle." Well Freddie wasn't about to ruin his code for the sake of a party so he tricked the system by appearing to throw the drink back being admitted to the party and then spitting out it's contents right away once he was in.

Freddie was in and he was greeted by blaring music and a group circling around for a game of spin the bottle. Freddie had no intention of partaking in such a childish game so he went towards the back of the room in search of some non alcoholic beverages.