[OPEN] Let me hear your voice

[seduceme]

Who: Christelle and anyone who might be moving past the language classroom during lunch time
What: Someone's stolen the Big Bad Wolf's phone and is setting all the staff ringtones to personalised moans
When: 17/09
Where: The French/Spanish classroom
Warnings: Annoying women transforming into her colleagues to make nsfw sounds into a phone. Most likely, this will attract some swearing at her.

Christelle likes to be creative when it comes to her pranks, particularly when dealing with Bigby Wolf. Given his rude dismissal of a date she'd arranged for him with a lovely young woman in the city, she'd filched his phone during one of their last conversations (i.e. she kept making jokes of his eating habits until he tried to punch her. Again.). Now that she's got some time between classes on her lunch break, she's going through his contact list and making custom ringtones for each of the staff, transforming into said person and practising making some rather inappropriate sounds until she's satisfied with one, saved, and moved on. She's even being productive, practising the noises while marking papers!

Needless to say, anyone stopping in will catch her as any of the other staff members pausing mid-moan to greet them, easily transforming back into her regular self. "Bonjour! Did you need something?"

Comments

[niepokonany]

Yeah, I actually like, make a rule of that?

[Seriously. No ability to hide his emotions whatsoever.]

[He takes the shot and downs it, because why the Hell not? It's not like a teacher's going to poison him, and also this is feeling like a good moment to not be sober.]

No clue what you're talking about.

[seduceme]

Of course you don't, and my scarf is red.

[If it were the end of the day she might just let him at the bottle, but since it's still only lunch, she'll be taking that glass back.]

[niepokonany]

[There are people he'd consider lifelong friends that he hasn't spoken about this directly to, and won't. Christelle isn't even near the list of people who he'll admit it to, even when confronted directly.]

Um, did you want to get at something? 'Cause if you do, you can say it to my face!

[Also wow rude, he needed way more vodka than that to make himself forget it hurts!]

[seduceme]

Some'ow I 'ave the feeling even spelling it out for you would fly over your 'ead. Now, if you're done paddling up the Nile without an oar, I 'ave some work to finish.

[And more voices to record, sheesh.]

[niepokonany]

[No, he doesn't think he's done here just yet. He stands, fists balled up at his sides.]

What is your damage? Didn't you do enough?

[seduceme]

And what, pray tell, 'ave I done enough of? [Calmly sitting at the desk and resuming marking student papers.]

[niepokonany]

[There is only one thing stopping the reply from being "who haven't you done enough of?", and that's the fact that it would be blindingly transparent even by Feliks's standards.]

Ugh, forget it! But if you're using... ["His body."] ...using being him for anything he wouldn't be cool with, I'm gonna wish you never even heard of this school!

[seduceme]

I'm shaking in my boots- oh wait, I'm not wearing any. [Her voice is so dry it makes the Sahara Desert seem like the tropics.]

Cher Feliks, you would make better use of your time if you just went to your charming friend and mounted 'im on 'is desk in the middle of class. I'm sure it would be far more pleasurable to all parties involved. [Pauses and adds:] Though some students may need several sessions with the therapist to erase that image from their minds.

[niepokonany]

[He had been just about done enough to flounce on that note, and then she had to go say a thing like that. The blushing returns full force.]

I--I don't--

It's not like that!

[Oh god oh god oh god, why can't he just disappear right now?]

[seduceme]

Of course it's not. Run along now, I'm sure you 'ave places to be, states to deny.

[niepokonany]

[His inner stubborn streak urges him to stay purely because she's trying to shoo him off. He could hang around, and make sure she doesn't get any work done and can't turn into Fai again!]

[...Then again, sticking around her is about the last thing he wants to do right now. Or around anyone at all. He needs... he needs to be alone, to just go and hide somewhere and watch old cartoons in his pajamas until he feels like himself again. He needs space, rather desperately.]

Yeah, and I wouldn't wanna distract you from, like, practicing your penmanship or whatever. I'm gone!

[And he is, ignoring whatever it was he left in the next classroom to hurry straight back to the boys' dorm and shut himself in.]