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drear2015-04-08 10:54 pm
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i'm always right but what's your perception?
[ detention in the bio classroom isn't as bad as it could be. at least there's stuff to look at. heine's gaze trails over the dusty blackboard, the sun coming in through the window, and the old raccoon specimen in a glass case on a high shelf. the sun isn't actually that appealing; he burns too easy to enjoy it.
so: staying inside and cleaning the classroom as punishment is an all right option, all things considered. heine picks up a rag with two fingers from the countertop to hold it under the tap, ready to get started and do a just-barely adequate job so that the teacher won't get on his ass.
there's supposed to be someone else coming in. he glances toward the doorway, checking to see if they've arrived yet. if they're unwelcome company, he can either intimidate them into cleaning by themselves or, worst case scenario, kick them out and just do it alone. ]
so: staying inside and cleaning the classroom as punishment is an all right option, all things considered. heine picks up a rag with two fingers from the countertop to hold it under the tap, ready to get started and do a just-barely adequate job so that the teacher won't get on his ass.
there's supposed to be someone else coming in. he glances toward the doorway, checking to see if they've arrived yet. if they're unwelcome company, he can either intimidate them into cleaning by themselves or, worst case scenario, kick them out and just do it alone. ]
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I'm going, I'm going! Jeez... [Stumbling in with his hands in his pockets, Killua glances around until his eyes settle on Heine.] Yo.
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Fill that up.
[ heine goes back to dragging a wet cloth in uneven streaks over the chalkboard and pulling his cellphone out of his pocket with his other hand. ]
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What, you actually do the work they tell you during detention?
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[ not that heine actually sounds too annoyed about that. he drops the rag to the side, then fills up the bucket himself. once it's mostly full of cold tap water, he walks over to where killua is sitting with it dangling casually from one hand. ]
Get off your ass already. [ a pause. ] Your phone sucks anyway.
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What's wrong with my phone?! I'd like to see yours!
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[ ha-ha. heine doesn't take out his own phone, just raises an eyebrow so pale that it's almost invisible against his ever-paler skin. ]
Last chance to do your share.
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[He's just going to play on his phone which TOTALLY ISN'T A BRICK, thank you.]
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(CLEAN UP, CLEAN UP, EVERYBODY DO YOUR SHARE) ]
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Wh-what was that for?! [He looks about ready to pounce on the guy.]
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If you don't start helping out now, I'm gonna dump the rest of this on you.
[ which... wasn't an explanation at all? ]
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[Killua shakes his hair out, but now it's just falling around his face like one big, fluffy white wet mop.]
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That's fine by me. [Come at me, bro.]
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Okay, that's it. You wanna fight, let's fight!
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he has a lot of height, reach, and body weight on killua, but he doesn't let it keep him from taking it seriously. his first move is to swing the bucket at his head, hard and fast enough to break his nose if it connects. ]
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he brings the bucket back down from the top, lunging forward at the same time to back killua against the desk. ]
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he dumps the rest of the water over killua's head. ]
So. [ shaking him by the shirt. ] You wanna keep trying?
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L--lucky shot! [He shoves Heine's hands off of him, stumbling back and away from the desk.]
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he hauls hard, lifting him off the ground, and shoves him up against a lab bench. ] Cut it out already, someone's gonna hear you squawking.
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Look who's talking! [He may be out matched, but he still had some fight in him. Killua lashes out, kneeing Heine in the gut to try and open him up for escape.]
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