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 Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 12:35 pm
Anidzuki "What right do you have to criticize how I handled that situation? What, because you're an adult? A public helper?" Renji scowled back at the nurse. She looked like she was irritated by something, was it his response? A little bit, but she seemed cautious around Renji as well. She knew something... "If you have something to say, go ahead."
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 1:12 pm
Sora Kitty Mr. Kiyoshi returned to the cafeteria; the principal suggested he stay away from Conall for awhile; it was killing his self-esteem. He didn't know what to think anymore; was Conall good, bad? Waas Mark good, bad? It was all too confusing.
He entered the cafeteria and looked at the various faces about the room; some were still new to him, and he felt bad that he had spent more time with Conall than these other people. Heck, some people might have been looking for him while he was away. He sat in a chair next to Thyali, not really paying attention to anythingin particular. "Wonder how long well be in here for; hope we don't have all the kids stuck sleeping in here; stupid Boards people." he muttered to himself, or no one in particular. Thayli looked up as Mr. Kiyoshi sat beside him and mumbled something to himself. "Hey Mr. Kiyoshi." He said, turning off his MP3. "Glad to see I'm not the only one who thinks it's a bit crowded."
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 1:27 pm
"Hm?" Mr. Kiyoshi snapped out of it as he looked down at Thayli, and grinned. "Heh, what I don't get is that eveyone and their grandmothers that live down here know how crowded it was going to be in here, as well as dangerous. I still say everyone should stay upstairs; at least it'd be less people to a room, and if it floods, we're not doomed. Unfortunately, the school Board commands us to stay down here, despite the fact they don't see the dangers nor have a clue what this school looks like. Plus, this sits all the blame on the principal as far as student's minds go. Ah, but I'm merely venting again." he said, yawning then stretching a bit. "It's been too long of a day, and I fear for some of the students here." he glanced at where Celia was sitting and noticed something; she looked sad. Did she find out, and how? Let's just hope nothing else happens, he thought to himself.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 2:23 pm
Conall had sat in the chair opposite of the principal, already knowing what was going to happen. Another thing on his record, most likely expulsion, maybe even some jail time. Conall knew that someone had figured out somehow, and it was most likely being spread throughout the school. And everyone would believe it because as far as they knew, Conall did every drug on the planet. As far as the rest of the school cared, his blood was filled with toxins of every drug.
-"Let's get this over with and pin me for something I didn't do. And yes, I know that this is happening because of my lengthy record, blah blah blah. Just tell me what's going to happen so I can get on with my life, or at least what's left of it..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 3:18 pm
((Sorry for delay; long posts+mother asking about lunar phases took up some time.
Now I get to email her some charts. xd ))
The principal turned back towards him; she had been looking out the window. She looked tired, exhausted, as if she'd been up for 4 days straight or something. She was not in the mood to deal with this, or with a smartmouth in general. She looked Conall dead in the eye as she spoke, not looking away so his attention was kept.
"Look, Conall, it's not as easy as it sounds. You've already been in trouble before with assult and drugs, and this only adds to the tower. Not to mention you're killing one of my teachers, who has been trying to help you for months, years now. Conall, I can't keep you in this school anymore; not after this. I also have been very patient with you, begging the police to let you come back. All kids deserve education outside a cellroom or jailhouse, but not if they're not willing to listen or follow normal instructions. This is something I can't talk out of, nor can Mr. Kiyoshi. I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to expell you from the school.
Naturally, I'm not throwing you out into the cold; that'd be cruel and against any law. But once this storm ends, the police will come by to pick you up, and you won't return here. So I suggest if you have any goodbyes you want to say, you say it during the storm.
You want to know what happens? Fine: you'll stay at a jail for a week or so, then you'll go to court. Since you have no proof whatsoever of it being planted (which is impossible because YOU are the only one who knows your combination besides the teachers; sharing a locker is illegial and we're not responsiible if something that isn't yours is in there, just like YOU'RE SAYING it is in this situation). If you're found guilty, since this a second offense of school rules as well as rules in general, you'll be in jail somewhere between 5 and 10 years, since you already ran away when we tried to bring you in as well. You'll still be taught as far as education, but in their school system, and you'll attend rehab for drugs and alcohol. Any questions?" She paused, to let the boy sink it in.
As they finally reached the room, Michael took a deep breath; he was ready. His actions were all in a blur; he thew the door open, taking just enough time to examine the two frightened students.
Kiyoko saw the door wham open, the tiny glass window breaking and an angry looking boy emerged from the room. He looked like a football player; she remembered him from one of the other classes. She cringed a bit; she had a feeling that she should be fearing this guy, but she didn't know why. Something told her to run, but she felt as if her feet were lead, and she couldn't move....
Not wasting time, Michael made for the one in a bunny gown, grabbed her by the arm forcefully, almost as if he was tryiing to rip it out. She struggled and cried out, but he drug her in, shutting the door and locking it. He then threw her against a wall, trying to surrond her into a corner.
Kiyoko had suddenly felt the panic fullforce as the boy grabbed her arm and hard, almost twisting it. She cried out in pain, and tried to drop-kick the boy, but he was too big and strong. Her purse dropped to the floor in front of Star, and she tried to hold onto her hand as she felt the tug-of-war begin, but it ended quickly as he forced her to let go and put her in a position in which she couldn't move against one of his arms, her elastic on her hair breaking in two, her long brown hair going over her face momentarly, covering her panicked eyes. He smelled pretty bad, but surpriseigly no broken bones or blood.
She saw him lock the door, and next thing she knew she was sliding across the floor, her arm in pain, but not broken. She looked around quickly as she slowly sat up; it was some sort of social studies classroom; everything was about globes and presidents. She brushed the hair out of her face with her hand; feeling the stittching from the last school battle. "W-who are you? W-what do you want with me?" she asked him, quietly but boldy; this was deja vu, she didn't want this again. She wanted a CLEAN record; just who was he? She'd take him out if she had to; what did she do wrong?
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 3:56 pm
((*big gasp* oh noes! shouldn't his name be Michael? lol ))
As Kiyoko was pulled into the room and the door was shut, Star picked up her purse and stated pounding on the door. "Kiyoko! Open the door!!!" Star cried. She peered through the broken window, to see Kiyoko on the floor and the guy, who Star identified as Michael, approaching her. Quick instict told her to go get a teacher, then thought it would take too long.
"Ooo. What know?" Star said desperatly to herself.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 4:10 pm
((Wait a sec.....NOOOES! You're right; I'll edit that after this post. >.>
Drama time, I suppose))
Michael looked at her strangely, as if trying to figure out what creature she was; she didn't look like the insulting type at all. Now that his tiny brain thought harder, she was the one helping him in math class. She seemed nice; why would she be mean to Lucy? Did she do something that Kiyoko didn't like. Well, Lucy was perfect; she wouldn't do anything wrong! Fine, he'd interrigate her first. But his confusion was turing into anger.
"Why were you insulting Lucy?" he half-yelled at her, taking her by the top of the gown neck, forcing her against the wall as he knelt to keep her on the ground.
Kiyoko took a moment to let the question sink in, also hearing a faint cry at the door and pounding at it. Now she was VERY confused. Being stuck against the wall was no help; she could feel the dress threatening to pull up too far, and she used a free hand to keep it down. "I-I don't understand." she answered him; it was the truth. But for some reason, she wasn't shaking like one would think she would....
*whack*
Kiyoko felt a slap across the face, for she was now looking to the side, her cheek stinging. Ok, now she was pancking. She tried to break loose, but it was no use; he held her in place. She was pinned.
"WHY WERE YOU INSULTING LUCY?!" he yelled louder, tightening his grip and pushing her into the wall hader. The spit went onto the side of her face, which he could tell didn't please her much.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 4:37 pm
Conall stood and left, done with the lecture.
-"Nope."
As Conall left the office and inspected his hand, bandages already red. He kept walking through the halls, upset at everything that had happened that day. If he hadn't met Celia, if he hadn't even shown up, his insides wouldn't be burning or twisting. He didn't blamed Celia, though, he blamed himself. Ever since Lucy had ruined his life he had decided that he would never let himself become attached to anyone, but of course he didn't. As Conall pondered, he realized he heard screams. He quickened his pace to the source of screams, and found a girl outside a door. He looked in and saw Ray's girlfriend being pressed against a wall by the human vegetable. He lost all thought and began kicking the door with incredible force. He paused and put his face to the glass.
-"Yo, mulch-for-brains! You might want to stop or I'll go in there and beat you again."
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 4:53 pm
"Just get her out of there, Conall." Star said, anxiously. She didn't really mind who helped, per se, just as long as Kiyoko was safe.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 4:57 pm
((Meh, more plot twist for ya.
Yay! Conall is trying to save the day! *hands you a superhero cape*))
Kiyoko thought mabye the best way out was to confuse him; he didn't seem to do well with thought processes, so somthing odd.....then it hit her. Duh, it was obvious. She began to yell at him in Japanese, hoping this would throw him off.
Michael was getting nowhere very, very fast. The girl had begun muttering stuff in some funny language he didn't recgonize, and this was irritating him too. But he kept his grip, thought for a moment, and smirked. "You're trying to screw me up, arn't cha?" he asked her, surprized. So she was deciving. He brought his face uncredibaly close to hers, his breath on her face. "I'll ask you one more time, little girl: why are being mean to Lucy? I do'nt like bullies very much." he half whispered.
It hit her in this moment"You've got it all wrong! Why would I insult her? Whoever told you that it lying." Kiyoko said in a calm, rasonable tone. She could tell he didn't buy it one bit; he looked even more angry. "IDIOT! YOU'VE GOT IT BACKWARDS!; it's not like she has enough of a soul to care!" she cried out, realizing that he had let on of her hands free. She aimed for a punch in the face, but he caught it with his free hand. She then purposely for her own sake to yell stuff in Japanse again, pretty much calling him an idiot without him knowing.
He was about to tell her to shut it at the insult when he heard a familiar angry voice at the door. Michael growled: it was that Conall idiot from earlier. Then an idea hit him; he could take out two....er....there was a saying, waht was it? Anywho, he could take them both down now.
He forced Kiyoko up and off the floor, holding her against him, wrapping her and trapping her in his arm. He used the other to open his backpack. He pulled out what looked to be a pistol, loaded. "Well well well, Conall. Surprized to see you here. How about we make a deal?" He dragged them both father away from the door, still holding the gun. "You go away and say nothing, and I'll let her go ina bit. Or, would you rather me blow her brains out? Or perhaps her leg?" he said, with a cold tone, pointing the gun to the back of her knee. She was now beginning to cry. "I'd answer carefully if I were you." he added with a devilish smirk.
She had been able to hold her emotions in, until she felt a gun pointed momentarly at her head, then somewhere behind her at her. This could kill her; it wasn't like that before. Before it was just a head wound, but this could end it......She could feel a tear roll down her cheek; she was losing it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 5:25 pm
At the sight of the gun, Conall almost lost it. He had seen plenty of guns, so he hadn't even flinched. Conall kicked open the door, and stepped inside.
-"You don't have the balls. First, no silencer, dumbass. You fire that here, everyone in the school will hear. Second, I know you. You wouldn't fire that unless your life depended on it. That means need, by the way. I'll say it again. Stop or I'll beat you till you're unrecognizable. You won't die, and I won't even tell the teachers. Oh, and didn't you hear? You're 'girlfriend' is a conniving b***h. Remember, I used to date her until I realized she was Satan spawn. I mean, come on! Are you really that thick?"
While talking Conall made sure to keep the moron plenty distracted by making hand motions while he edged closer to him.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 5:43 pm
((Wish I could be part of all that, but I have to think of a reply to the teacher guy, that and I can't appear there XD))
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 5:50 pm
Thayli listened to Mr. Kiyoshi as he explained the stupidity of the Board. "What, do they want an even worse crisis on their hands? Soon enough some of these kids are going to crack because of claustrophobia and do something life threatening to themselves or others. If that happens then what do we do? There aren't any cops hidden in the walls or anything are there?" He asked, finishing with a slight joke.
The fact that the Board people weren't invistigating into this a little more to make it safer for everyone trapped in the school really got on his nerves. Resting his head against the wall again he put in an ear bud and started listening to his Pagan Chants again.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 5:56 pm
((It's possible; I'll bring you both down here in a few seconds. I need to work on getting otu of just happy-sunshine stuff...))
"So let me get this straight; you'll beat me to a pulp, and you won't say anything. HA! hahahahahaha!" Michael called began to laugh. Only it wasn't normal; more like from a psyho path, and he still kept squishing his victim. "That makes no sense; if I were to fire it, you'd want to kill me, and you know it! Give me one reason to believe you, Mr. Can't even keep his girlfriend happy! I know you did something to get in trouble; why else would you have been fighting the police and Mr. K? He never gets mad. You either were caught with drugs or you hit someone. So, I basically can't take your word on this. Oh, and at least Lucy was smart enough to know when to dump a drug-additced loser." he added, looking about the room. There were muffled voices upstairs, so whoever was hiding up there realized something was dearly wrong. He sighed; Michael never liked school much anyways. He was failing his classes, and would most likely get booted off the team soon. He turned back to Conall, with a Satan-like smirk dwidling on his face. He had had some of his stuff earlier, and he was feeling alive! Like nothing could hurt him; he could take a risk! Lucy wouldn't care, right?
"Sooooo, since I'm basically screwed either way, two words kiddo: wrong answer." he took a quick deep breath, pressed it to the girl, and pulled the trigger.
This was something out of a nightmare. Kiyoko had a deepening feeling that the answer Conall gave would send her to her death. But it was truthful, insightful, something that needed to be heard. She watched Michael's expression out of the corner of her eye; this didn't look good.
What happend next was definately the worst feelings of her life; his voice on the last two words sounded like they came from the devil's mouth, as if it was the underword opening up to take her in: dark and scary. She felt something press to her leg, a tad lower than before. This was it, she tried to brace-
BAM!
Kiyoko began to scream: ear-splittingly, eyes shut tight, her mind on fire, her leg in an odd angle from what she could barely make out. She fell to the floor; it looks like she had been dropped, but she could barely make out anything from the blinding pain. She curled up into a ball on the ground, half-crying and half-screaming in pain. It wasn't even broken; he had missed the bone by mere inches, but still went through flesh and had temporarly set it at a weird angle, but it went back into place, but still too close not to do any damage. She hid her face as she sobbed; she felt awful; it was a true nightmare, and a bit of the blood began to show on the ground.
"Heh, I wish there were. As for the kids, it's mainly until something from earlier calms down, then you'll all be-"Shriou froze shot up quickly at the sound; that was no doubt a gunshot. Oh, heck no.... The students heard it too, some beginning to freak out.
He got up quickly, paging the office and the principal answered, letting Shriou speak first.
"WHAT WAS THAT?!"
"We don't know; we're sending police now. Take a couple kids with you and find out!"
He went to Thayli. "I'm really sorry, but I'll be back, Unless yo want to help me investigate that?" he said, his mind panicking as he awaited an swer. He hoped it was just a hoax.
Lucy froze as she heard it; it was in the direction he was going. WTH? He didn't just do that.....she broke into a panicked run, then hid as she noticed Star and Conall nearby. From the sounds inside, he had just shot her. Crap! Please let it not be deadly, please let it not be deadly she repeated, her mind suddenly going everywhere as seh broke into a panicked sweat.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 6:00 pm
Renji sighed quietly in his bed. He had no reason to argue with her, it was true he was a bit harsh at Brian, and didn't want to argue that fact. Now, what was killing him was that he wanted to know what he did. From the fragments of images he kept dreaming of, it was something bad. So obviously she wouldn't tell him until he could be accused of the problem properly. It was the adult thing to do, now, how he would find out was his priority. Should he try to escape? Or should he just wait for it to happen.
Brian walked into the gym locker room, boys were still flooding in and out due to the small limit of people that could actually enter the locker room. What piqued his interest was the roped off portion of the room, it looked like a crime scene. Brian walked over to investigate, upon immediate arrival, he noticed how badly the area looked, it was thrashed beyond what Brian could remember. He noticed a piece of metal on the ground, it was quite battered and the fact that there were small blood stains that had just recently dried up on top.
Brian picked up the bar wrapping his hands with his shirt to make sure he didn't leave his own prints on the bar. It was obviously the crime scene weapon, or something like that. He immediately noticed how heavy it was, even he had troubles picking it up with one hand -- actually, he remember the feeling of the bar because it was his bar bell he left in the training room. Aww man... Only one end of the bar was damaged, so it was swung from one end. He examined the undamaged end of the bar trying to look for fingerprints, they were smeared. But what confused him was that they only smeared in one direction, like it was held with one hand -- someone's left hand. Who in the right mind could carry it with their left hand? Even Brian had problems carrying it with one hand, although, it was still possible for a man of his stature.
Slowly Brian remembered something that just happened recently. "Holy crap!" Brian accidentally shouted, "I have to find Mr. Kiyoshi! Uh.. he was in the cafeteria the last time I saw him!" He ran down the hallway towards the cafeteria, weaving through and shoving many students on the way there. "MR. KIYOSHI!!" He shouted, at the same time, he heard a loud thud. Coming from behind him, making him lose his concentration. "What the hell was that?!"
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