Inkwell Continued [Fork Only]

[Xander]

Xander stopped as he started to feel his eyes narrow at the bright and harshly unexpected rays of the sun. Well, he ended up somewhere at least-- and thankfully somewhere that didn't include Ghosts. As the thought struck him, he turned his head to face Fork, who he'd dragged by the wrist all the way out. His expression turned vaguely apologetic for a moment, and he released his grip.

"You all right?" he enquired, repeating his question from before that he hadn't heard the answer to... and whether or not she did, it was a new scenario now. Taking a heavy breath, Xander let himself fall onto the grass, spreading his figure out till he appeared to be trying to make some type of angel in the vegetation. A smile remained on his lips, carelessly lingering as he started thinking up plans whilst awaiting her answer. She hadn't left, regardless, so he assumed she would be useful for amusement afterall. And they would ravage the school in reckless abandonment... or something. Rolling over onto his stomach, he had to decide whether or not to risk being expelled like before....

[Fork]

"Fine, " Fork shrugged, sitting down calmly on her knees next to him. The trip outside had been somewhat unexpected, but she didn't mind too terribly. After all, just as she had told Xander earlier, she didn't really have any obligations at the moment. Impulsively, she played with the belt loop of his jeans, tugging it and letting it go repeatedly. It didn't mean anything, she was just overly given to act on impulse, and, at the moment, at least, easily distracted. Being around the ghosts did that to her, too.

"So wat's the PoA now?" She asked without looking up.


((Ooh, can we do something involving olive oil and soot? PoA=Plan of Action, by the way.)))

[Xander]

Xander paused for a moment, watching her finger at his pants for a moment with an odd look of curiousity. She didn't seem to acknowledge her actions however, and seeing as the girl appeared quite mentally insane, [and his hands had moved behind his head where he didn't feel like taking the energy to change position] he just averted his eyes carelessly.

"PoA?" he repeated questioningly before emiting a brief "ah" of understanding. "Well, since Bad Fork has been collecting dust for some time, it seems, Xander's been thinking she should be put to some use." He smirked, eyes tracing the clouds that passed above him. "Don't worry, nothing... /too/ extravagant. I've been expelled a few too many times now and I might not be accepted anywhere else," he added with a small laugh, "So, would you like to help out?"

At this he turned to face her, leaning on his side, torso lifted up slightly by the support of his elbow and her hand forced away from the loops in his demin pants. "It's just for fun," he told her, eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Lots of fun."

[Fork]

A wicked grin, crooked as Fork's smiles always were, or perhaps even more so for the mischievious look that spread across her face. "I am thinking I would enjoy that. Yess!" She slapped Xander a high five. "Fellow mischiefmakers!"

Perhaps there would be someone who understood her, someone besides Aislin. Could Xander understand her? She was more stable than usual, but he hadn't been particularly intimidated yet... Maybe it was possible.

"So after we plot and play, yess, then we work and set fire to Rome." Fork giggled madly. It was the sort of laugh you would expect to hear, not from a twelve-year-old about to play a prank, it was more like the insane laughter of Nero right before, as Fork mentioned, he set fire to the city of Rome*.



*Nero allegedly set fire to Rome during the Classical period, but the actual cause was never discovered. The town citizens blamed him, and he blamed the Christians.

[Xander]

[[ Oh my. ]]

Xander kept his grin wide along the duration of her agreement. Well, that worked out nicely. He had presumed that considering her previous discussion with herself in which she explained her attempts to be good that she would be hesitant in the least. Either way, though... she had no reason not to agree, he presuaded himself. They weren't putting all of Rome up in flames. No, this was on a much minor scale. One that wouldn't induce guilt upon his consionce. Just amused laughter and a heck of a lot of entertainment.

"Fantastic," the boy announced with an honestly excited tone. "So then, actual plan, yes?" Xander poked her shoulder playfully. "First off, I don't know where anything is in this school, kay? You're going to be a lot of help there: I haven't even been in class yet so that Hall is the farthest I've been."

"Now," he continued, "We'll just need some olive oil and access to water piping. You see where I'm going?" Xander eyes flicked noticably around them. No one was there, but just for safe measure his voice lowered, his hand cupped around one side of his mouth.

The rest of the plan was related swiftly with nods from both sides till he returned to rest on his back.

"Whatcha think? We can look up any spells we don't know in the library, right?" he asked, pearly teeth still showing, and then, as an afterthought, addded, "This humongous school better have a library," more or less to himself.

He started picking blades of grass out of the lawn, watching amusedly as they grew back almost immediately. Hm.

"And, of course, if you have anything to add...?"


[[Fork'll come up with the soot bit if that's all right?]]

[Fork]

Fork's crooked grin took an almost evil turn as she squealed quietly with delight. "Heheheheee, Bad Fork likes it a very much...! She believes she knows most of the spells we should need, they should be quite easy, and she thinks that to add to the troubles..." Fork leaned over closer to him. "Bad Fork suggests we fill the ventilation with oh-so-subtle amounts of soot and..." She whispered her devious idea to Xander.

[Xander]

"Oh-so-subtle?" he repeated in a tone clearly suggesting further amounts. The boy didn't pursue the argument however, and merely drew himself up into a sitting position, arms hugging his knees. After what appeared to be a moment's contemplation, Xander stood all the way up, wavering slightly now that he was back on two legs and that alone.

He turned to eye Fork with a smile.

Honestly he hadn't expected her to be this willingly. Willing, yes, but not immediately. She seemed quirky yet thoughtful to him.. but hey, that was only from a single conversation. On top of that, he wasn't speaking to Fork, but 'Bad Fork'. Xander had defined the two as unique personalities by now-- alteregoes, if you would. The third-person speech was trying, however.

"You oughtta head to class now, ne?" he asked, hair falling around his face as he tilted it further, grinning to show gleaming teeth. His eyes narrowed secretly, and the boy felt a wave of importance cover him in this act of mischief. Doing something no one else would know about. Well, save for those 'in on it'. And he was one of them. One of them.

"Where do we meet again?"