Killua Meets Class 3-E

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When he walked back out, all he did was change out of the top and the skirt. His navy turtleneck was underneath and he kind of liked the stockings, he didn't even bother to wipe off the makeup. But what he did notice, was that his mind was slightly foggy. Hold on, did I... get tipsy? Is that what this is? Killua was heavily resistant, but that was a very strong alcohol. When he walked back out Kayano frowned slightly as she walked alongside him. "what was that drink you had him buy you though?" Nagisa, Karma, Terasaka, Isogai, Karasuma, Kayano, and a few of the girls were looking at him now. "Oh... Tequila?" all of the girls looked alarmed, the guys were only slightly impressed. "b-but you downed the entire thing! How are you still standing?" Kayano half yelled. Ah shit. Of course he lied about the alcohol he drank, it would be suspicious so he just named the first one that came to mind. Now the guys looked alarmed as well, and Korosensei tried to tell him off. "I'm only slightly tipsy" he snapped, "that's why your more talkative" Karma said, and he shot him a glare. "shut the fuck up strawberry bitch!" he feigned an injured expression. "my heart", "keep your voices down" Karasuma said in a stern tone, "we're trying to be stealthy" he huffed, then moved away from Karma, because he had come up next to him.

Terasaka was told something about how something in his bag would help with the taking out of two guards. "Kimura help me out. I'll wait, you go out and lead them this way" the guy with the green hair protested. "dude are you crazy? How am I supposed to do that?" he scoffed, then put his hands behind his head. "are you kidding me? Let someone who knows what they're doing take the job. Watch and learn" he said, then stuck concealed lollipop in his mouth and strutted out seemingly without a care in the world. The two buff guys looked over at him with blank expressions. "who the hell are you?" he asked, scrunching his face up. "we-" before the one with the sunglasses could finish he scoffed, keeping his disgusted expression on. "you guys look like fuckboys, who let you two guard here?" he said, shifting his tongue a little on the lollipop. "there's so much muscle I bet there's no room for intelligence, and who the hell designed those clothes? An old hag? Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to talk bad about your mother that way" no reaction yet. "when I tell mother and father about my horrible experience I'll have you two fired!"

They both looked at each other, then stepped to the side. "oh, sorry. You can pass" damn it, the rich kid card backfired. He crossed his arms. "are you kidding me? I'm getting you fired anyways." he said, looking away with a huff. "I'll have you two be arrested as well-" one of the men launched forward to try to grab him and he pretended to gasp, taking a step away. "come back here you little shit!" the one with the glasses yelled. Perfect. "I-I- you can't! father-" he took a step back at another attempt to grab him and started running, although purposefully slow. "how dare yo-" Killua passed the place where Terasaka and Isogai were waiting, but he diverged from the plan. I never get to show off. So he jumped backwards, landing behind the two guys. As he did that Killua slammed their heads together and hit their pressure points afterwards just to make sure. He smirked over at Terasaka's shocked face. "hah! I didn't even need your dumbass plan" he bragged, putting his hands behind his head and sticking his tongue out at Terasaka. "Baka!" he growled, then someone muttered something. "is it just me or is Killua a little off today?"

Karma laughed, "well you see" he said quite loudly, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Killua got drunk at that club-" Killua shot him a glare. "I said I'm slightly tipsy!" he yelled, then as he went to kick one of the guys he felt his toe meet metal. "huh?" he crouched down and his eyes lit upon a gun. "Ooh!" he took it out and his classmates gasped. "a real gun?" Nagisa said. He looted both of them, taking anything of use. He found two wallets, two guns, two tasers, two knives, and a bottle of some strange alcohol. "aight, let's pass out weapons" he said, then pointed to the two snipers. "you guys get the guns" he said, and tossed them over. Both of them caught the weapons with startled expressions and he thought about his next picks. "Strawberry, you get a knife" he said, before handing one hilt out to him. Karma took it without question and he had to think more. "no fucking clue on the rest, pick you own" he said, then grabbed the bottle.