Technologically Glitterfired.

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

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Dani had wanted to meet the infamous Mia for a while now, and she had kept from pranking openly ever since her little spat with Matt, but now everything was lined up so that she could pull something and possibly get away with it. She had waited until a proper distraction happened, something that would keep Mia away from her computer for long enough to let Dani get into the thing, under its skin so to speak. A mesh speaker-cover was cut and rigged to hold a small pile of pink glitter with heart and star shapes, something that it took a while for Dani to find in the right amounts, and the entire thing was placed in the computer in such a way that when it started up... Well, the Technopath would be very surprised, that's for sure.

Dani couldn't wait to see that reaction.

She finished with about three minutes to spare, returning everything to how she had found it and waiting nearby, but not so close that she would be outright suspicious. She had decided to hang out in the door of the classroom across from the one they were supposed to enter in--she checked a watch she'd "borrowed" from one of her roommates--one minute. She put her iPod earphones in, not actually listening to anything, and nodded her head like she was, acting as if she was zoning out to music rather than watching for her victim.

A first-offended victim to boot. This would be amazing in its unpredictability.

[Mia Keystone]

"And tell them I do not appreciate my time being wasted." Mia snapped up at the cowering 13 year old. She'd set up her stuff only to have some kid drag her away with some news about seeing someone typing up a Rumor blog....

All that had happened was she'd been dragged around the grounds for a good ten minutes before she'd finally snapped and made it crystal clear that on no account were under the age of 16 people to talk to her, touch her, so much as look at her, under any circumstances. Ever.

Back in the classroom, a few people seemed to snicker, but Mia ignored them automatically and opened up Kaylee 2.0.

It took a few moments for what had just happened to sink in. It would have been a strange, and yes, hilarious sight; the tiny girl staring at her laptop, covered in pink hearts and stars glitter.

It took a moment for anyone to be brave enough to so much as titter, but once it started, the laughter rose in a wave.

Then Mia stood up and looked around. "Ok," she said evenly, not even noticing the small pieces of glitter that fell with every moment. "Someone's touched my computer," her voice was rising, and she looked around and caught the eyes of everyone, "so someone better tell me who did this, right now or I will make every single one of you very SORRY!"

[Danicca Waylan]

[D]A[N]I[C]C!?

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Dani was totally amused.

First, the target was already irked by the kid that dragged her off, and that consequently seemed to make her irked at the rest of the world. An emotional target is a good target, especially when that emotion is anger, annoyance, and/or frustration. The targets you don't want are the ones that just react with an "oh well" kind of attitude, and the ones that are logical. The logical thinkers ruin everything, no matter what you do to get rid of their logic. Dani put away her iPod slowly, wrapping the earphones around the little piece of machinery with extra care and placing it in her pocket.

She was having fun, seeing the poof of glitter, and watching it fall delicately from the angry little technopath in pink sparkly waves. It was fantastic. Absolutely awesome. She was even yelling about someone touching her computer. Dani thought everyone would be fine with just laughing the girl off, but no such luck. Despite the majority of them being at least an inch taller than Mia and Dani, they all acted as if a monster was about to eat them. Several kids looked at each other. Others slowly backed away. One by one, all of the eyes flashed to Dani, leaning against her desk, her smirk slowly fading. Damn cowards.

She stood up straight, drawing up to her full height of five feet one quarter inch, and looked Mia in the eye, her arrogant smirk returning. "So, Keystone." She'd been planning this one for a while. And she hadn't thought of what to say should Mia find out it was her. That was kinda idiotic. She should have at least planned an escape route. One shot to distract her and run. "You upset because the internet porn was your replacement for that boy-toy of yours?" She waited for it. The explosion, or the simmer, or something, it was coming. And she'd be in trouble, but good lord it was worth the look on Mini Mia's face.

[Mia Keystone]

Her indignant glare was still super effective, it seemed. Following the eyes of everyone else in the room, the irate technopath turned as slowly as a villain in a swivel chair. She might have known. "Waylan," Mia said slowly though gritted teeth as she brushed pink glitter from her shoulders, "What the hell was this? Do you know what glitter can do when it gets under a keyboard?" She'd need her kit, and the brushes that were
in her room to make sure nothing got into the circuits....

If this stupid girl had damaged Kaylee with pink glitter there would be hell to pay.

But that wasn't all, this little upstart was trying to talk down to her. Sure, she had, maybe, a tiny tiny bit of height on her but no kid could stare down Mia bloody Keystone. What she said was clearly thrown together, it didn't even make sense. "What?" the technopath snapped at the prankster, "the hell are you-" a slight frown creased her face. Was the little brat talking about Reeve? It wasn't like they kept their occasional lesions secret. "What the hell are you on about? You have a reason for planting this shit," carding her hands through her hair, a cloud of pink glitter floated up over the two rather short girls. "Or you just looking for a bit of a laugh? Because I am not" her neck tilted, her face only inches from Danica's, "Laughing."