[hr][center][b][i]Freddie Blackwell & Mari Grayson[/i][/b][/center][hr] "You say simple needs, I say [i]base[/i] desires." Mari cooed back at Freddie as he batted his eyes playfully towards her. "I mean, I'm not judging you, but I'm totally judging you." Mari added as she pulled her headphones out. "Were that Dam...Robin." Mari paused correcting herself, "I probably would have [i]fuckin'[/i] creamed myself on the chair." "Miss Grayson!" The voice of Stephanie Brown scolded from the front of the room. "Language!" "Won't happen again Miss Brown!" Mari shot back in her best school girl impression. [sub]"Like I haven't heard that before."[/sub] Muttered Stephanie as she turned back to her lesson plan. "Come now, you saucy minx," Came Freddie's voice as Mari turned her attention back to the conversation at hand. "Spill!" He insisted referring to last night's escapades. No doubt that Freddie like Tanya believed the previous night involved somesort of drunken debauchary and fornication. "Well, I snuck off campus." Mari began, glacing towards the front of the class to see if there was any sort of reaction from Miss Brown. Reassured the teacher was no longer listening Mari continued. "I heard about this tavern along the docks, and a damn fine Atlantean senior was there, offered to buy me a drink. So me being me I told him if he could drink me under the table I'd buy him a [i]fuckin'[/i] drink." She paused for a second, gathering her thoughts through the pounding headache that resulted from the aftermath of the story unfolding. "We started with beer before moving onto rum and it got worse from there as we ended up taking shots of [i]fuckin'[/i] tequila until neither of us were able to stand." Rubbing her forward Mari continued her story. "So it's about three in the morning and we're trying to walk back to campus, barely able to stand the [i]fuck[/i] up with both of using the other for support. I swear to X'Hal it had to be quite the sight to see. The damn half-breed and a fishman trying to get back to campus so sauced it'd make a pasta blush." Running a hand through her violet hair, Mari pushed her hood off before she continued her long winded tale. "So we make it back to campus and I get it together just long enough to fly the both of us into his dorm. We collapse on the couch and next thing I know his shirt is off and we're swapping spit like it's nobody's business. I swear I felt his tongue in my [i]fuckin'[/i] chest Freddie." Mari paused as she made a disgusted face. "Anyways, his pants start coming off and next thing I know his 'dorsal fin' is in my face. Well I punch him in the fish eggs and dropped him to the ground. Next thing I know I'm scrambling back out the window and hitting the ground. Spent the rest of the night sleeping on the spire of the Admin building. Still no [i]fuckin'[/i] idea how I manged to get my drunk ass up there though." Mari finished with a small giggle before gently massaging her temples as she looked at Freddie's face half expecting a lecture once his jaw closed. Freddie simply sat for a moment, his mouth agape but the corners of his lips consistently turned up in bemusement. It was highly amusing to him that someone of Royal blood such as her, not to mention a teacher's daughter, could be so... Not bad, no... [i]Free[/i]. And he loved every bit of it. Of course, it wasn't the first shocking escapade she'd told him of, and he had no doubt that there would be many more to come that would outdo this one. That was part of the wonder of being friends with Mariand'r; she was utterly unpredictable. As he closed his mouth and adopted a full-on grin, he said not much at all; leaning back in his chair and looking at her intently. "Well, Miss Grayson," he mocked. "You really do inspire me." he said, smiling wryly as he nudged her with his elbow. "[i]...You filthy slut.[/i]" "Mister Blackwell! Miss Grayson!" came Stephanie's voice once more, more angrily this time. "What have I told you two? Mind your language or you'll be in detention." Freddie simply rolled his eyes before smirking at Mari. Every fibre of him wanted to utter an expletive-ridden mock apology; it was like a rebellious flame burned within him that was only fuelled by threats of discipline. But no, not in this class. After all, this is one of the few classes Freddie actually [i]wanted[/i] to be in. When the production started and he began his role as Macbeth, he'd finally have something to focus on that he could enjoy. Yes, as much as Freddie saw himself as a figure of integrity, he also liked to think of himself as rather intelligent. He knew where to draw the line in his favour, that much was certain. And so, he reluctantly remained silent. "Say, fuckface," he said to Mari, before realising his mistake and shooting Stephanie a quick glance. She seemed to be affording them selective deafness. "I have a bunch of veg I need to use up," he said. "You know what I'm like, I always buy way more than I need. Do you wanna come over for a stirfry tonight?" he asked casually. After all, it wasn't such a ridiculous idea: Mari and Freddie often ate together, partly because of their meat-free diets but also just because they sometimes liked to eat away from the rest of the student body. They were grateful for the private kitchens in the dormitories; Freddie's food was definitely a damn sight better than the vegetarian options offered in the mess hall. "Stirfry sounds damn tasty." Mari said, the imaginary smell of Freddie's cooking already wafting into her nostrils as she leaned back on her chair. The front feet leaving the ground before being a shot a quick glare for Stephanie prompting Mari to allow the chair to drop but holding her self in the semi-reclined position through her ability to defy gravity's laws. "Maybe we can check out that new reboot of the O.C.? Y'know, cause there's nothing new under the [sub]fuckin'[/sub]" She hushed her tone with a sly wink. "Sun." Looking around as the classroom began to fill up, Mari turned her face towards the window staring outside as the warmth of the sun shine began to fill her skin. Shrugging her jacket off, Mari felt the warmth wash over her skin as she sat in her tank top while Stephanie moved to the front podium of the classroom. Despite what Daddy dearest had sad the Spoiler was like in her youth, she was rather prompt now as the bell sounded across campus urging any stragglers to hurry to their classes. "Alright class, before we begin are we missing anyone today?" Miss Brown asked surveying the gathered group.