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 Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 4:20 pm
After that last attack from the boat, Colette just wanted to sit there for a minute.. or five. Maybe ten. A Reaper's body could only take so much havoc. It was like a magical sight to see that final duck fly through the air too, bursting the ship into confetti. She had flinched and covered her face for confetti of all things. Well, she couldn't really complain. It was pretty, the octopus was finally avenged, and the exam was over!
Colette watch the beach become her Professor's leaky old classroom and turned her attention to the front desk. Savage was there and, as usual, reading her book. The only important part to Colette was the giant "CONGRATULATIONS" across the board. It really was over, and they passed!
Joining the others in "cheer", Colette simply tested her aching limbs and tiredly said, "Thank Jack it's over.." Such enthusiasm! And after feeling decent enough to move, she went up to grab a pin for herself. Colette didn't even know Professors had them -- it was a nice surprise. She'd have to find somewhere to put it. "Thank you Professor Savage," she said before turning to leave. "See you next class."
Before crawling to her room for some band-aids, Colette even looked at the duckies and slingshots in consideration. Free souvenirs.. and others were taking them too. I wouldn't mind having a duck in the bath, she told herself. The Grim Reaper grabbed a rubber ducky and even a slingshot for good measure -- free toy! -- and headed for the door. She'd celebrate no longer being a Snot after some needed rest.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 8:47 pm
Christof gaped, panting heavily through his nose as he reached numbly for the pin offered to him.
He... he had passed? And had received his professor's pin? Just... just for nearly drowning and hurtling duckies? He blinked before giving Savage a polite bow, slinking over towards the cluster of students, and, more importantly, Jericho.
Alright, he had had his moments of weakness during the exam, but ultimately... both he and the Dragon had done pretty well, he thought. They had made a lot of hits to the boat monster, both very useful. He cleared his throat, eyes down as he gingerly tapped Jericho's wing before offering out a hand.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 8:50 pm
Jericho couldn't help but raise a brow at the whole rubber ducky thing. He turned and stared at the things, thinking for the moment. The slingshot he would keep for sure, but he wasn't certain about taking a duck.
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Eh. Why the hell not? Free trophy for the occasion. Taking one of those for himself, he turned as he felt a tap on his wing, seeing Christof standing there with his hand extended. For a moment or so, he stared at the hand before grinning and shaking it firmly.
"You did pretty good there," he said.
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