OOC: Wheee, nothing to do.
IC
(CAFETERIA)
Tiro smiled weakly and nodded in agreement at
Wic's words. He turned to Agent to do so, but she was still crying after having fallen off the table. With a blank look on his face, he walked over to her and poured the water over her mostly-naked self. She squealed and hugged herself at the icy wetness, before hearing that mudokon-kid run away giggling.
"You LITTLE BRAT!" She howled and charged, crawling after him like a madwoman. Well, she was one...