{OPEN RL}

[sears]

Azula nonchalantly strolled down the hallway of the school, trying to act casual. There was no reason anyone should suspect anything-- after all, why shouldn't the nurse's daughter be walking out of the nurse's office? Anyone who saw her would just assume that she had been going to see her mom; there was no reason for anyone to suspect the real reason.

Like that she might sort of have a girlfriend.

And she was (hopefully) going to end up skipping out of sex ed. class entirely.

And if she wanted information about... things she'd have to do to keep herself from getting any nasty diseases, she'd have to find her information from the free pamphlets that she had just snuck out of her mother's office.

Her face went red just from thinking about it.

It was after school. Most of the students and teachers should have gone home. Hopefully there was no one else around to catch her.

[OOC: If anyone replies and want's to use actionspam, that's cool too! I just like setting things up in prose. \o/]

Comments

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

[snapping]

No I don't!

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Then you misheard.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Well, you seem more annoying than usual. Maybe that's why.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

I'm irritated by irritating things.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Then why don't you go away?

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Which is an improvement from usual.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm done here.

[starts to walk away, still crinkling]

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

[asdfasdfjk hands clasped over her shirt, pretending that she thinks he's going for a boobgrab]

Get away from me, you pervert!

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

I think you just did.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

You made a grab for me!

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

I'm not holding any paper.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

No I'm not.

[trying to push past him, still clutching it under her shirt]

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

[still walking awkwardly because of the stuff she's holding; one pamphlet might slip out from under her shirt and fall onto the floor]