[u][b]Lucas Schwarze -- Desperate Measures[/b][/u]

Give them hell, huh?

At that, Luke's face split into a broad grin, a dark chuckle rising from his chest. Oh, if Jack wanted them to have hell, then he had the perfect thing in mind. Adjusting his stance, he eagerly awaited the go signal, keeping an eye on Ciel every few seconds. Drawing inspiration from the sight of her in such a tight spot. 

He was brought back to attention by the sharp thwack and groaned [color=598527]"What the hell..."[/color] that was Jack's signal.

[i][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lsj-U_SmoyU]Here we go![/url][/i]

With a righteously furious roar, the perpetually resilient teen charged forward into the crowd, on a beeline straight towards the group surrounding his teammate. A few turned at the source of the sudden racket, but those that didn't fell prey to one universal aspect of psychology amongst all sentient beings.

"[i]HEY[/i]!"

A loud call out to nobody in particular always gets [i]everyone's[/i] attention.

At once, all heads turned to face him, as he stood there, huffing and puffing like a wolf looking to blow their houses down. Perfect setup for Jack to work some magic. He just had to hold their attention for a few more seconds, and luckily for all of them, Luke knew exactly how. His midnight blue team leader had no idea how on the button he was about Luke raising hell in this moment. Really, it was kind of literately perfect how this was all about to play out. Drawing from the anger he had kept in check all throughout the day, Luke became the single most hellish thing on the planet.

[i]An irate customer.[/i]

[b]"I'D HATE TO RAIN ON YOUR 'HARASS A LITTLE GIRL LIKE IT'S MIDDLE SCHOOL' PARADE, BUT JUST WHAT THE [i]HELL[/i] DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING RIGHT NOW?! I TRY TO GO TO THE BATHROOM AND RELIEVE MYSELF, BUT I'M SUDDENLY LOCKED OUT BY A FUCKING ROBOT GARAGE DOOR, AND YOUR DJ DECIDES HE'S LOST ALL TASTE IN MUSIC AND PLAYS [i]THIS [/i]GARBAGE! IF YOU'RE GONNA PLAY CRAP LIKE THIS, AT LEAST MAKE IT SANDSTORM SO I CAN HAVE A LAUGH!"[/b] he screamed, looking to be the human personification of a great volcano god blowing their top. This was actually very cathartic, and the suddenly thespian Hunter-in-training found himself on a roll. 

[b]"AND BETTER YET, I COME BACK TO [i]ALL[/i] THE STAFF ARE WEARING MASKS LIKE IT'S SOME DUMB PARTY, AND SURROUNDING SOME POOR KID LIKE THEY WANT HER LUNCH MONEY! DO YOU THINK SCREWING WITH A MAN'S BLADDER IS A GAME?! I THOUGHT WE GREW OUT OF LOCKDOWN DRILL ONCE WE GRADUATED HIGHSCHOOL, WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS PLACE'S DEAL? THIS IS BEYOND SHITTY SERVICE, THIS IS LITERALLY IMPEDING MY CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHT TO THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS! MY RIGHT TO LIBERTY! I'VE DEALT WITH SOME SUB-PAR ESTABLISHMENTS IN MY TIME, SO I WANTED TO BE NICE, BUT LOCKING DOWN THE BATHROOM IS [i]TOO DAMN FAR[/i]! I'M WRITING THIS PLACE UP!" [/b]

Delivering an ultimatum, a rant, and most importantly, a [i]distraction[/i], Luke found himself needing to disguise a cheshire grin.