Getting Briefed

[Chris Strongheart]

OOC: happens before this

Christine hated this part of the mission - the briefing. She tended to sleep through them since they dragged on and on - and would later find herself asking her teammates what was discussed, much to their annoyance.

She gave a firm knock on Griselda's door and waited. Her teammates had elected her to be the one that gets the information on what happened. She was going to get even for that. Oh, yes. There would be prankage... At some point. Let's see... Hair dye or hair remover in their shampoo? Rigging the toliet so it flushed while they were in the shower..? Or... body paint in their soap? Decisions, decisions...

"Miss Griselda?" Christine asked, her voice firm. "Miss Griselda, are you in?" She only hoped the woman would be in. Although, she would be entirely grateful just to skip this part. She had heard that Miss Griselda was not one of the more friendly teachers...

[griselda]

Griselda swung the door open. "Who the hell are you? "

[Chris Strongheart]

Christine barely flinched at the teacher's reaction. "Christine Strongheart, Red Fountain. You sent word that a sand merk attacked Alfea and Professor Cordatorta sent the team I'm in to deal with it." Hopefully, the teacher wouldn't comment on the fact that she was female or that she was wearing a skirt.

[griselda]

How stupid does she think I am? Griselda thought. To Christine she said, "The heck a girl's from Red Fountain. Go waste your time somewhere else." She closed the door, and then added, "You better get off Alfea grounds within the next 45 minutes, or you'll turn into something you wouldn't like to touch. You may now get lost."

[Chris Strongheart]

Christine narrowed her eyes. "Oh, the hell with this. You know, I try to be nice. Fine, I'll just tell Brandon that he was right - that we won't be getting any help from Alfea if I was the one that was sent for the briefing. Fine, my team will just have to deal with the sand merks without Alfea's aid," Christine vented to the closed door before turning on her heel and getting ready to storm off. "Bitch," she hissed under her breath.