Revenge Phase 2

[Decay]

"...So basically, you can't go wrong with a paper clip or a rusty knife. They work on just about any lock, and when all fails," a devious grin came on Sky's face, staring up the Southern boy as the stayed in the doorway of Sky and Lian's messy room, waiting for Tia to come up with the signal that they were good to go and for the pictures to be delivered. Lian was supposed to corner Frostbite and do the whole 'concerned and we want to help thing' to keep her busy while the rest of them did the dirty work. And Sky was all too happy with her chosen partner.

"Well, I use my magic fingers here," she said with a wink, her eyes twinkling in mischief at Dor. "If you're lucky I could give you a demonstration with my magic fingers here.... on a lock of course." Her eyebrows lifted up as she tried to put an innocent look on her face. It lasted for about a minute before Sky laughed, winking at Dor before she looked down the hall toward the staircase again, on the lookout for any teachers, their teammates, or Snowslut. Dor was hiding inside the room, but she still had a perfect view of him.

"Exciting isn't it, you're first couple of days and already you get to watch us get back some crazy oozing slutbag and hopefully make her have another psycho moment," Sky said, smirking now as she pictured it in her head. "It got to the point where I'm the cool one and she pissed me off. No place for psychotic cumdumpsters on this team. Plus the chick controls ice and her skin is always cold. Could you imagine what that must feel like? Your mini me would be in for some serious suffering. Yuck!" She cringed at the thought and shuddered before laughing at her crudeness. "Oh come on you know it's true. Plus it's a bit pathetic how she pretty much walked right into it all. You don't sleep with the school serial killer and expect a good time with the experience she must have. You're lucky you didn't see the aftermath, totally gross."

Her smirk took a flirtatious twist again as she looked at Dor up and down, not ever being one to bother hiding her flirting. "Of course you look like a guy with better taste than that... and damn with that accent I bet you know some rope knots I've yet to see." Sometimes, Sky loved being as shameless as she was, and this was one of those times.

[Hoax]

You could tell a lot about a person by their living space. For Dor especially that was the truth since peoples’ belongings were far more forthcoming than most the owners themselves and all he could say was that it was a good thing Sky was hot because she was downright slob. From the moment he’d entered Sky’s room he had opened his mind, listening in on the chatter among the furniture and personal effects. He hadn’t had much time to fine tune the new block that Frost had put on him, but he was working on it. He could only liken it to a hundred lane highway merging into one dirt road. It was hard to focus on any one inanimate, his mind undisciplined and imprecise at convincing any single item to cooperate but thanks to the clutter Dor had his pick. The room was one hell of a mess, littered with clothes, paper, and empty cigarette packs. He returned his attention to the girl though, letting out an amused chuckle at her numerous innuendos

“Magic fingers, huh?” Dor ran a hand through his short curls and grinned back at his tall, blonde teammate. “Ah look forward to that, darlin. Can’t say that Ah have much experience with lock pickin, but there isn’t a door made that I can’t sweet talk. Granted, it’ll be a treat to see you in action.” The boy’s dark eyes might have seemed sleepy, but they were intent on Sky while she waited for the signal. Dor was only too glad to be paired up with the clever tomboy with the slew of underhanded talents. Aside from being infinitely amusing, the girl was all too easy on the eyes , if a bit scrawny for his tastes. Still, nothing wrong with a bit of harmless flirting while they were waiting for the signal.

His grin broadened as his eyes wandered the room again. “Can’t rightly blame all y’all for bein upset with the blue girl. Ain’t right that she’s got the whole team twisted up. Seems like she digs that bad attention, though. Might be given her exactly what she wants by payin her mind and lettin her get under y’alls skin like this.” He shrugged. Dor was far too new to really have an opnion in the matter, but he knew perfectly well that people who routinely engaged in self-destructive behavior were just begging to be noticed. They didn’t care what sort of attention they got so long as they were being acknowledged and talked about. They craved it like oxygen and it was a tough addiction to break. “And what do you mean, Ah have an accent, missy? Ah’ll have you know, Ah sound perfectly normal but…” he leaned back against Sky’s desk, smirking, “as far as those knots go, name the time and place, darling, and I’d be more than happy to show you the ropes.” Dor returned Sky’s wink and shook his head as his glasses groaned on the bridge of his nose.

Really, Dorian, that was so witty of you. Bravo.