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	Characters: Ginger and Ciaran Setting: The Common Content: SFW Summary: Someone has taken a sock that belongs to Ginger, and she's determined to figure out why this thief took her things. Ug, so uncalled for. Clearly there was a sock-pervert on Campus. Ginger wasn't about to post about this horrendous crime on the student network, either. Oh no, she had a better plan as she marched out into the commons dressed in the most adorable practice outfit. She totally thought Amber needed to get one too! Pink obviously made everything much more exciting. Turning out of the dorms, she adjusted her bag on her shoulder scanning the area before she spotted a likely suspect. There, whats his face was just standing about. Was probably waiting to find his next sock victim, molesting the poor things in his dorm room when no was looking. "Hey!" She called out to him, stomping over in all her cheer glory, "I demaned you give me back my sock, Spikes. I know what you are doing with them when no one is looking. Don't think I don't know. And it is like, totally the grossest thing ever. Just so you know, and OMG what is that in your mouth?" Tags: !incomplete, ginger mcavery

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	From: cantspell	Date: March 31st, 2011 04:53 pm (UTC)		(Link)

So far, so good. By keeping his nose in his sketchbook, Ciaran had managed to avoid detention for the past few days. The howlers from his mother were getting shorter and less vitriolic, and other than a small run in with Lattimer over some homework that hadn't been handed in on time, things weren't going too badly.

He'd decided to work on his still lifes. The idea was to find a good spot with a bench, park up and get some work done. He had only stopped to re-tie his bootlace and then he would be off.

Or so he thought.

Ciaran just stared at the girl in front of him. His eyes flicked down to give her a once over before fixing on her face again wearing a rather bemused expression.

"...why would I have your sock?"

Nice legs, but it was a pity about the whole slut/bimbo/cheerleader thing.

"I don't have anything in my mouth," he added. Surely she knew what a tongue was by now. That was like that Conway bitch asking what a dick was for.

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	From: mylollipop	Date: March 31st, 2011 05:23 pm (UTC)		(Link)

This guy was just...she'd met homeless men better dressed! At least they had an excuse to be so very unkept. What was this guy's excuse? A thief stole all his human clothing in the middle of the night?

Holding back as much disgust as she could, Ginger held up a finger in the guy's face.

"Don't try to lie to me. I know someone is stealing socks, and like...you clearly need to be stealing clothing that passes for good-taste. Ug, you are like so punk 1980s, and news flash...it was a terrible fashion trend then, it still is now."

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	From: cantspell	Date: March 31st, 2011 06:03 pm (UTC)		(Link)

....Right. "Punk isn't a trend, it's a statement. That's the whole point."

She was trying to offend him, but her remark about looking like an old school punk was...actually kind of cool. Then again though, she was a cheerleader, she didn't know anything about punk. She probably thought Green Day were pretty 1980s punk too.

"If I wanted to steal clothes, why would I steal them from you? You're a girl. And they wouldn't fit."

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	From: mylollipop	Date: March 31st, 2011 06:32 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"As if," she scoffed. Punk was a hideous trend, but it was a trend all the same. With some of the name attached to runway shows, there was no escaping it. Particularly if you looked at 'Pop Punk'. Pop-punk had the honor of being particularly disgusting, branching away from the 'mother-ship', and yet somehow appealing. Not that she'd be caught dead in such clothing. "Vivienne Westwood totally mainstreamed the style, but it had previously simmered to barely there by the late 90s. If Westwood hadn't pulled it kicking and screamed out of the gutter, you wouldn't have anything to google for your one way fashion disaster."

Someone had to know what they were talking about in this conversation. And you couldn't trust a guy to know anything.

"Yeah well, you aren't missing socks, and like...maybe you are some sock pervert." She rolled her eyes, crossing arms over her chest as she scoffed a bit.

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	From: cantspell	Date: March 31st, 2011 07:13 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Was any of that supposed to make sense to him? Really? And since when did Google become a part of this discussion? Who on earth googled clothes?! "I buy my clothes from vintage stores. I don't use google." Except when he was buying stuff online, but that didn't really relate to what she was talking about...at least he didn't think so.

Ciaran had to admit, that was a first. People had called him many things at this school, but a sock pervert? Was this girl for real?

"...there's no such thing as a sock pervert, you made that up. I think the dryers are just eating them."

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	From: mylollipop	Date: March 31st, 2011 11:21 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"You can buy your clothing where ever you like, but it doesn't change that you wouldn't know your...statement. You know, never mind. Clearly you haven't a clue."

She waved it off in favor of something more important. After all, she so did not believe dryer was eating socks. How dumb did he honestly think she was?

"Uh, no. Why would a dryer eat a sock?"

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	From: cantspell	Date: April 2nd, 2011 07:00 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Yeah, I'm sure a cheerleader knows more about punk than I do," he replied in a deadpan voice. "Being an airhead's just your cover so that people don't find out."

Ciaran didn't really like to call people stupid, he knew how it felt, but considering that this girl thought he was doing something dirty with her socks then he could easily bypass the empathy.

What the hell would he want with a cheerleader's socks anyway?

"Sometimes the drum can come loose, leaving a gap for stuff to get sucked into. Stuff like socks. That's how they get lost."

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	From: mylollipop	Date: April 2nd, 2011 11:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Oh no, don't be jealous. Just because I know my fashion trends." She just rolled her eyes, then, throwing up a hand to try to forestall any other sort of conversation he had in mind.

"Yeah, that's just some lame excuse to hide your crime. I'm on to your pervert." She stuck a finger into his chest, before adjusting her bag and turning to walk away from him. "And pretty soon everyone else is gonna know about it too."

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