<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Karter%20and%20Hexx/KarterAvi.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Karter%20and%20Hexx/tumblr_mg7sf7o4WE1r5rym1o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Karter Dean & Chester Meeks<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Tryx & Slipscreen<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Student/Junior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Detention<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>OPEN<hr/><br/>Chester had just sat down in his usual seat and kicked his feet out and tucked his hands behind his head when the door opened and a familiar figure hopped in like this was just the place to be, and perhaps it was because they were there.<br/><br/>"Duuuuuuuude!" Karter was cheerful for a person who'd been sentenced to the dreaded time sink that was detention but then, that was the norm for her. She was supposed to be committing herself to doing better this year and avoiding this room but as it was day 2 of the school year and she was already making an appearance it was clear that resolution wasn't going to get far. If you asked her, she didn't know what to do with herself on those occasions she found herself escaping the day without some sort of reprimanding.<br/><br/>"Slim!" Chester's arms stretched up in welcome as he replied with equal enthusiasm. The few already already present were used to their usual antics if they'd been in detention before so they were mostly ignored for the time being. In any case, detention didn't officially start until a teacher or staff member showed up.<br/><br/>"So whatcha in for big guy?" Karter all but skipped across the classroom and flopped into her seat.<br/><br/>"Being disruptive in class and not contributing to a healthy classroom environment." Chester repeated his teacher's exact words verbatim then shrugged. "Apparently he didn't appreciate my synopsis of the passage we read in class. I mean really, there's just no pleasing some people I guess." His grin said full well he knew what he'd done but he hadn't been able to help it. The reading had been so dry he'd been forced to use his own imagination to spice it up and he hadn't been able to resist sharing. "What about you, Slim?"<br/><br/>Karter ruffled her short cap of hair and made herself comfy for the long hour. "Oh you know, the usual," she waved a dismissive hand and Chester simply nodded. Of the two of them Karter was usually punished for more mundane things like sleeping in class or skateboarding. Of course that fact didn't really make a difference to her mother or the spooks she was forced to talk to periodically. They were really making a case for her to try and "apply" herself this year but Karter just didn't see it. Nebula High wasn't a bad place in and of itself, it was just a school really, but she didn't want to be forced to go here simply because her mother had been dumb enough to let people poke her with needles twenty years ago. Karter had never asked to be "special" and it seemed like she was constantly being punished for it.<br/><br/>"Well, I guess I should be glad you got the hammer since it means I'm not stuck in here by myself. That would have blown."<br/><br/>"Awww," She reached over to take his jaw in hand and shook his head back and forth while making kissie faces at him. "I wouldn't leave you in here all by your lonesome, sweetums." Karter grinned and let him go when he shoved at her hand. Pulling out a black sharpie she held out her and made a gimmie gesture for his arm but paused as the doorknob rattled. "I wonder which teacher got stuck with detention duty today?"<br/><br/>"Man I would not be mad about spending an hour with Nurse Brentwood." Chester and Karter high fived each other before each turning their attention to the door to see who might be coming in next.