Revenge is a dish best served...Brown (Rya/Oriel

[Jack McCarthy]

Oh, yes what was that unmistakable delicious smell that lingered just above Jack Mccarthy’s head that faithful morning? Could it possibly be the smell of VENGEANCE?! Why yes it was, with strong overtones of REVENGE!

If Ortiz thought he could get away with abusing and tying up Jack Mccarthy he was sorely mistaken. Jack wasn’t the usual victim of Ortiz misdeeds, he had generations of Celtic warriors running through his veins, not to mention a perverted and evil mind, a dangerous combination to boot…

Jack thought long and hard about what punishment, suited Oriel’s crimes, It couldn’t be something obvious, like a water balloon for Ortiz it needed to something special. It needed to be a A-bomb in his war against Ortiz. Something he could have no possible reply to.

Then it hit him…..

What did they do in the godfather when someone pissed them off…they put a horse head in their bed…but jack didn’t have a horses head….

But he did have to poop and too much free time on his hands.

The moment he thought the coast was clear, He crept like a thief in the night to Ortiz’s room pleasantly surprised to see that the door was left ajar once more, Really if they haven’t learned from the last time, then Jack really wasn’t to blame. He had this coming.

Walking pass the kitchen clumsily knocking over anything he could. He made his way to the bed room and quickly located the bed of one Ortiz A fuckface. Jack quickly leaped up on Ortiz’s bed. Drops his pants…and..well, you can guess what he did.

He was disappointed there was no toilet paper but Oriel’s sheets were more then up for the task.

…Once the deed was done he quickly skipped away, with a song in his heart ready to enjoy the rest of the day

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Jack, in Oriel's opinion, was probably one of the most funnest people to mess with that he'd met thus far at Hammel. It was nearly impossible to predict his responses, and each and every one of them was amusing. And the best part was, that he kept coming back for more! Nothing he did had scared him off for good, even though a couple of their fist meetings head probably nearly done so. And thus, Oriel had been satisfied sufficiently from their last encounter(excluding the hospital visit, Oriel appreciated that no matter how much a dick Jack was), and was already wondering what he was going to do next. It was just a matter of when now.

Oriel had only been gone a moment, downstairs to collect a new stash of cheap danishes from the vending machine, hence why the door was left open. There was no reason for him to think anyone had been in there nor that anyone would have been. Phoenix was down at the pool watching people swim or something, maybe hanging out with that vacant pervert Wren.

He stepped back into the dorm and stuffed his loot into the cabinet where he stored his sweet box, grabbing one for immediate consumption before heading back to his room to grab a dvd or something to watch and pass the time with.

He opened the door and immediately stopped, right there in the door way. It wasn't even the presence of poop in the bed that stopped him, he didn't even notice that until a few moments later. What really irked him was the fact that his perfectly and neatly made bed was now mussed up, definitely not the way he left it. His eye twitched at the mess. Then he saw the pile of dung sitting there amongst the crumpled blankets like a Christmas present. His eye twitched again.

Oriel continued to stand there in the doorway as he took a bite of his danish.

[Aryana Darcy]

Rya wasn't typically found in her joined apartment like dorm with the two other men, Oriel and Kolby, since it just was not in the girl's nature to sit around and lounge. She enjoyed doing something, even in weather such as this. Whether it was snowing, raining, or had nothing but wonderful sunshine, there was something you could count on with this girl: Not being there.

However, this morning she woke up with a pounding headache and an intense sense of nausea that couldn't be ignored. Such would happen after drinking the weight of an elephant at a club the night before. Honestly, she didn't even remember what had occurred the previous night. But, since she woke up in her own bed, well... it must not have been much.

Groggily, she stepped out of her room and out to the commons area, grabbing a bottled water from the refrigerator, took a sip, realized the uncomfortable dry mouth feeling, and decided to go to the restroom to brush her teeth and get rid of the makeup off of her face. It was bound to be smudged by now.

Upon coming out, she noticed Oriel in front of his door. She stood there while he made no move to go into the bedroom. Rya raised her brow, and decided to make a comment. "I don't know what your idea of fun is, but standing in front of the door for several minutes is not something I'd expect from you." Her voice was soft and annoyed.

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Hmmm….what to do, what to do?

Well, Oriel knew what to do. Grab some latex gloved, pick up the shit that no doubt had been left there by some un-housebroken mutt, and toss it in the toilet to be flushed away from his life forever. Then he'd take the sheets and blanket and spot wash them in the bathtub. Then he'd run them through the actual clothes washer with extra soap in the laundry room. Fecal matter was definitely not the first thing that came from the human body to stain his bedsheets. He washed them regularly anyway.

No….he was still just a little dumbfounded at the sight. And upon seeing it, his first thought was, "Had Madison come back and left a Fuck You gift for Oriel?" Which would have been a sentiment thought coming from his old fuck-toy. The night they first hooked up, Madison had threatened to do exactly this after Oriel cleaned the recluse's room. Shit in his bed.

Really, was that the best people could come up with nowadays. It was gross, but that's why we had latex gloves. And if not that, that's why we washed our hands.

Oriel barely noticed the appearance of his roommate. What was her name? Aeri or something? Didn't matter, she was Carter's ho, and thus, Oriel felt no need to get to know her. But he would at least reply to her statement so lacking in wit. "It's my new strategy to luring sluts to my room. But you ain't my target demographic, so why don't you go suck an Aryan cock?"

He took another bite of his danish. It was good.

[Aryana Darcy]

"Clever, but you'll have to learn proper fucking English before you can even think to insult me," Rya wasn't having his shit today, really. Though she was relatively curious now about why he was standing there, not making a move to enter the confines of his designated bedroom.

The headache could be taken care of with a few aspirin pills and the nausea, well, that'll fade eventually. Rya slipped in front of Oriel for a moment to see what he was looking at, and well, she couldn't help but cringe.

Shit. On the bed.

"God damn, Indian. Either you're up to some nasty, kinky shit with that fairy boyfriend of yours, which I don't doubt, or you're looking at a middle finger up the ass." The Brit turned away quickly, not wanting to deal with the sight any longer.

"Who'd you piss off?"

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"I knew you were a Nazi of some sort." Oriel snorted, giving his shoulder a shrug. He darted his eyes to the side, picking up a slight glance. "However, that will not deter me from uttering an offensive remark in regards to your race and sluttery," he said, clipping his words to emphasize his "grammatical correctness". He turned to face her. "So, fuck you."

Oriel turned back to face the shit, still not sure what to do about it other than just clean it up and go about his business. It was just an inconvenience. Shit was just shit. Everybody shat. Oriel had almost literally lived in shit before. As he'd thought when his former roommate made the threat, all he had to do was throw the shit out the window and wash the sheets, blanket etc very thoroughly. It was just an inconvenience and provided no amount of terror or trauma to the cleanly boy.

But he did wonder who could have enacted such a 'terrible' deed.

"Fuck, I know I got some pretty freaky tastes, but even I'm not into scat play. That's fucking nasty." Seriously, rimming? You're practically eating the shit.

"Well, gee. I dunno. I'm so well liked by everybody." He sneered at the whore. "I could write you up a list if you want."

[Aryana Darcy]

"I'm not the one fucking people up the ass while their boyfriend watches. Clearly you don't seem to recognize the definition of slut, my dear." Rya chipped, not even bothering to flick him the bird. She was too tired for that, anyway. "And while the offer may seem appealing to you, I'd much rather not touch your STD infested cock."

So clearly somebody was clever enough to shit on this guy's bed. Not even Rya, who found odd revenge methods amusing, would have done something like that. However, she did know at least one person who would have.

After all, he decided to tell some random guy that she was a hermaphrodite who was about to get their surgery because she called him gay.

Jack. Fucking. McCarthy.

"Glad to see you have some boundaries. I was beginning to worry about you, you know." Rya rolled her eyes. "But look, I can't have someone come into my dorm and shit on a bed. Who'd you piss off recently?"

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"That's a fucking dirty mouth you got there. Bet it'd look nice wrapped around my cock." From the sound of it, she'd probably like eating it, infected or no.

Oriel wouldn't call shitting on someone's bed clever. Maybe a mild annoyance, but far from clever. Nah, if this guy wanted to upgrade from an annoyance to a bother, then he'd have to do something like spreading his shit on Oriel's chocolate danishes. That would be something to remember. Still, Oriel wasn't one to turn down a challenge. Because surely that's what this was. And Oriel heard it loud and clear.

He took another bite of his danish.

Oriel rolled his eyes up, trying to recall if there was anybody on his list of pissed off that might've had the guts to do something like this. Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dum were too…."proper" for this sort of retaliation. If they had the guts to retaliate at all. Erik and he had already made up long ago. Plus, that guy was more likely to avoid Oriel or throw a fist at him than do something so chicken-shit as shit on a bed. Kodi miiiiiight…..but wouldn't because Oriel already had him by the balls. That left….

"McCarthy," he said with an un-climactic realization. "Sonofa bitch." He'd do it, no doubt about it. The thought brought a smile to his face. Then even more when he remembered what he'd done to Jack during their last encounter. "Well, guess now I get to cauterize his balls off."