Naptime (open)

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"Ahhh..." Tsubame would sit down in the teacher's lounge leaning back in a rather comfortable chair. This room may not have the charm or the open air of the room but still it was a very nice place to rest. Her classes were over for the day so she had some time to wind down before she would hop onto her motorcycle and head back to her house. She would take a sip of the tea as she glanced out the window. "Hmmm...well" She would set the tea cup down on the table leaning back in her chair once more.

After a few minutes of just sitting there staring at the ceiling she would yawn stretching a bit without getting out of the chair. Glancing at the wall clock she saw that it was only about 3:00pm. "Hmmm...no harm in a small nap then.." She would settle back into the chair closing her eyes as she dozed off.

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HAHAHAHAHHAA

Fools!

"YOU CAN'T CATCH ME I'M THE GINGERBREAD MAN!"

A large and even boisterous howl would be heard uttering from the culinary arts class out of the corner building and carrying all the way to the main hall as Jaus Valentine sprinted down the hallways caked in batter. Head to toe the normally conservative sort of man took to his new layer with great enthusiasm, the bored smile secreted now with a large frenzied grin. His weighted cloths dragging him back but by now he was jacked up on freaking sugar from the class and matched against optimum foes. No they dare not fight him but it seemed as though a carnal food fight had broken out and the teacher held him liable. Thus our current situation.

"HAHAHAHA!"

He'd cackle once more enjoying the head start he'd been given just about until a sneaky foot popped out from the hallways's edge catching his step. Tumbling over head first he'd only catch a glimpse of the smirk in the hallway, her bright creepy smile alight before he heard the pain take hold.

*KERTHUMP*

Door broken down and his body tumbling over into a large red headed woman apparently fast asleep before his invasive "assault". Unintentional as it was he'd end up head first in the mounds which most captivated men of his age. Cheeks would go red, face eclipsed in the shame of it all, neigh not shame simply the embarrassment of getting caught and the illicit thoughts portrayed kindly in heightened blood flow.

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A harsh impact to her chest would start Tsubame from her nap. She would blink a few times wondering just what had hit her She had been in a closed room so the fact that ANYONE had managed to end up hitting her was rather unexpected. She would glance down to see a young man coated in batter of some sort whose face was planted square between her .....

Tsubame's eye would narrow a bit as she reached her arm around a lifted his face from her as she stood. She sighed as she looked down at her white shirt that was now covered in said batter. "My shirt..." she would shrug as she looked over at the man her arms crossed. "Ok then...I'm going to forgive your.....landing but you need to explain to me just what happened"

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She was slow to react, Jaus assumed the natural quick assault of a backhand catching him in the face something that inherently he deserved for the accident despite the fact that it was by that nature just an accident. Falling back a step or two not necessarily fleeing in this sense but keeping his distance to be prepared to be throttled by a quick force.

"My shirt..."

He was in for it now. He could see the imaginary gears turning in her head as that apparent shrug turned into a cruel malicious face, although these images of cruelty were trapped behind the wall of the imagination he was sure they were soon to be present not taking that idle shrug as the first and only reaction to his blatant stumble.

"Ok then...I'm going to forgive your.....landing but you need to explain to me just what happened"

"Wait....what?"

He'd flash back very confused, a well timed drip of the cake batter rolling from his chin and onto the floor slowly pooling at his feet viscously. She was forgiving him? The little person working the gears within his own mind was flailing endlessly even going so far as to be mad, he wanted a punishment. Okay he was a masochist at heart but that aside this action by her was probably the most mature stunt in the school since Jayr's peaceful testaments.

"Well you see," He'd linger a moment letting a pasty hand trail up to the back of his skull rubbing it a moment all the while smearing the cake batter around, "Culinary class can get out of hand sometimes and..."

"Get back here!"

He'd hear the shout from the halls sending his head into a convulsive jerk of attention. "And lets just say I blew up an oven."

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Tsubame sighed as she tried her best to dust the batter from her white shirt before giving up. The shirt was ruined and she would have to change into one of her many others that she kept at home. Sure she had a few here int he lounge as well..blood seemed to be attracted to white after all but she could not change with this guy here...she had her sense of decency.

She would jerk back to her current situation as she heard him say that he had blown up an oven. She turned back to face her her hands on her hips. "You blew up an oven..I BOUGHT that oven for the school...how did you blow it up!?" She was only slightly more concerned with how the oven had exploded rather than the fact that the oven had blown up.

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OOC: Hope you don't mind if I enter in a few NPC's, they aren't PNPC's so feel free to orchestrate them as you see fit.

"You blew up an oven..I BOUGHT that oven for the school...how did you blow it up!?"

Gulp..

He'd swallow down the patch of bile accumulating in his throat, not that he'd ever been really afraid of teachers or anyone for that matter but he felt guilty. What were the chances he was bound to run into the teacher who had willingly donated an oven to the school, and on the day he broke it. Odds were a horrendous thing. The sudden rosey hue of the blush came to his cheek and necks forcing his features to be more obviously present and overcome with grief of the whole ordeal.

"Well you see..."

"There he is," A group of three students partially obscured by their own displays of cake batter, but as a whole mostly going less scathed than Jaus himself was due to cleaning efforts, entered in the room. Two small females with their hands cut-laced on their hips as defiantly as the teacher did while the other gal standing a head taller than the others stepped forward. "Oh I'm sorry Ms. Hirotaki for intruding." She'd say peacefully dabbing in a bow. "Mr. Valentine here did a number in the kitchen, we're here to reprimand him."

Jaus gave a shifty glance back and forth once to the teacher and once to the group letting a brief smile pass to allude the shade of red coating his cheeks for but a moment. Innocently he'd shrug trying to dip away only to be caught by the ear by the leader of the girls.

"Alright Alright, I accidentally left the gas on a bit too long before igniting the burner."

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"That still does not explain anything..the oven was an electric one..." Tsubame would place a hand on her forehead as she shook her head sitting back down. She would think a bit wondering if maybe there had been a short in the wiring or something but still that would not cause the thing to explode like that. She would have to go take a look for herself later but first she would have to fix this situation.

Tsubame would look back to the girls whom had entered the room sighing. "So I see." she motioned to her now ruined shirt before sighing. "Well yes I agree he needs to be punished but the question is how do we do so?" Tsubame would stand as she walked over to Jaus her arms crossing as she did so. Her red hair would begin to glow a bit as she used her Qi's aura for dramatic flair.

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"That still does not explain anything..the oven was an electric one..."

oh?

Jaus stared a bit perplexed as to how this could have happened in that case. His swollen red cheeks slowly petered out to their normal hues and his distressed position slowly dissipated as well letting his hand trail up to the back of his skull rubbing it softly wit a twinge of disappointed. Still however he'd feel the hard pinch at his cheek grow sharper as his priority of attention shifted.

"So I see Well yes I agree he needs to be punished but the question is how do we do so?"

He didn't flinch as her hair quickly reacted as such, becoming a flaring force. He wasn't intimidated but he could tell the girls were quickly flinching and in so doing tightening the pinching force on hsi cheek. A fast motion, even for him would jerk his face away slightly his hands reacting quickly to grab the pained zone and squalling like a child.

"OWOWOWOWOWOWOW!"

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Tsubame would shake her head a bit as Jaus tore free and starting rubbing his cheek. She would sit back down her hair's glow fading as she thought for a bit. She was still new to this whole teacher thing, normally she would restrain the man and hand him over to a teacher but now she was the teacher and such had more responsibility. She would look over at the girls before sighing once more and rubbing her forehead.

"Alright look...I'm going to say this. Jaus you're going to scrub the classroom until it's perfectly clean..also I want you to clean or replace anything that got hit by your explosion...that inculdes clothes so you better pray that nobody was wearing anything designer"

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He surveyed the teacher as most other students would, at least thats what he supposed, then again most students would act brashly and not take into consideration a teacher's thoughts or concerns any matter. Then again Jaus wasn't just any student.

"Alright look...I'm going to say this. Jaus you're going to scrub the classroom until it's perfectly clean..also I want you to clean or replace anything that got hit by your explosion...that inculdes clothes so you better pray that nobody was wearing anything designer"

D=

He couldn't believe what he was hearing just now, he had practically no experience with such things, much less he was expected to do a good job. This teacher must be mad.

"You're kidding me right?!?

He'd moan slowly with a long drawn out childish reply not really wanting to come up with any support to his argument. Granted the punishment was deserved but hey he was a guy.

"You're absolutely right Ms. Hirotaki."

Suck up...

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Tsubame would raise an eye brow as she looked at Jaus. Her punishment had been fair and rather normal for once...was there some problem with a punishment that did not involve a beating or any other physical form of violence? Perhaps the boy just hated to clean..if that was the case well that would be too bad as she had no plans on changing her decision.

"Do I seem like the type to kid about this sort of thing?" She would glare down at Jaus before turning to the girls. "Girls could I ask you to take this man... Mr. Valentine I believe..take him to complete his task? Make him stay as long as need be..I'll be in here so if he gives you any trouble you cannot handle come back to me and I'll handle it ok?"

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"Do I seem like the type to kid about this sort of thing?"

Jaus would look up at her from his knelt position and innocently ring his fingers lightly giving off the sense that he had been really hoping for the easy way out. And personally for him that was fighting, cleaning took actual effort and work, fighting on the other hand was just a natural drawl into brute strength even if they held him down and beat him he could just tune it out and take the blows. Ms. Hirotaki seemed to be the type to know how to make someone suffer anyways.

"Girls could I ask you to take this man... Mr. Valentine I believe..take him to complete his task? Make him stay as long as need be..I'll be in here so if he gives you any trouble you cannot handle come back to me and I'll handle it ok?"

"Yes Ms. Hirotaki."

The leader would say slowly careening a smirk on her face devious and with an impressionable little light to her eyes. From there she'd turn on her heel cocking her head and chin upwards being flanked by the other two. One to the right pulling Jaus by an arm and the other tugging at his cheek still with a tad bit of force.

"OwOwOwOW."

Maybe they'd let him off easy if he cried. But then where would his reputation be? Shortly after he'd be dragged into the culinary arts room still befouled by the mass of cake batter. Silhouettes on the wall in the figures of human shapes all else painted white.

He fought the sudden urge to snicker, in fact it was quite helpful that the gal had a vice grip on his cheek fiercely. Though he'd roll his eyes before being shoved to the floor and given a brush.