Cassandra's plan was simple. Act drunk, cause a ruckus at the checkpoint, get arrested.
Pretend? Bollocks to that.
The only problem with that plan was why the hell would he *pretend* to be drunk when he could get absolutely, magnificently shitfaced for real? Make it a proper show. Method acting at its finest.
So, taking one for the team, and maybe enjoying it a bit too much, Kurt arrived at the borders of the A-rank district completely bollocked, bottle of bourbon in hand, and immediately started throwing a fit.
"D-rank hunter not good enough for you bloody wankers, that it!?" he slurred, fumbling with his zipper.
He unzipped right there, right in front of the cameras, and took a long, theatrical piss against the border wall.
The guards at the checkpoint froze with eyes wide, staring in disbelief. Then one of them finally shouted. "You! That's public indecency!"
