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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 10:14:35 GMT -8
Mr. Spar- "Great work everyone, uh... nice creativity out there." The bell rang, and people began packing up. Heather patted Izzy reassuringly.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 10:36:09 GMT -8
SECOND PERIOD: DRAFTING! Get out of here!
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 30, 2012 11:38:31 GMT -8
Andrew strolled into the art room, still slightly traumatized at how much work it took to keep the coach occupied with doing nothing. Coordination, careful planning and damned luck made that feat possible. He plopped down and waited for Lucy and the others to show up.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 11:39:43 GMT -8
Mr. Spar poked his head in the door. Mr. Spar- "Oh hey uh... Andy right? You kids doing something in here today?"
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 30, 2012 11:45:36 GMT -8
Andrew turned his head and smiled warmly. "Oh, hey Mr. Spar. Yeah, the art club is going to finish decorations for the dance. I think I got here early, though." He flashed his eyes a bit too much, then went back to rummaging through his messenger bag for some obscure object he wouldn't find.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 30, 2012 11:57:27 GMT -8
Mr. Spar- "You can call me Harry if you want... No need to stand on formality..." He sat on a tall stool near Andrew, back slumped in a way that made his crotch kinda jut forward."You're a healthy kid. Why were you never in sports? I'm sure everyone would love to have seen your body in motion."
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Post by Audrey Siddons on Oct 30, 2012 12:00:00 GMT -8
Gabriel is both tired of this day and kind of floating on the agitated energy thing he's got going on. He's got a tray piled high almost exclusively with FBLA treats and when he walks in the Art room he has a doughnut in his mouth and a coke shoved under his armpit. He does have an apple, though, so he feels justified. "'ay, manphf. Mahkinfk 'ecorahtions, 'ight?" He bit off a piece of the donut and finished it off quickly, setting his tray down on one of the tables. "Gah, this day, Andrew." It took him a second to register Mr. Spar. "Uhn, hello Mr. Spar?" He raised an eyebrow at Andrew, his stomach dropping. This situation felt dangerously familiar. He felt odd, like he was standing on the outside of a memory. "Uhm." He ran a hand through his hair, wanting to pick up his stuff and ditch.
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 30, 2012 12:02:12 GMT -8
Andrew froze, his face turning brighter than the cherry stains on the counter tops. "Oh, well, my mother doesn't like me getting into any physical danger, Mr- er Harry. I, uh, I mean she couldn't stand the thought of me being damaged. Uhm, did, did you see Lucy? Is she in the other-" Andrew tried not to stand but couldn't scoot the rickety stool any further away without falling over. He kept his head facing away, but his eyes slid over to glance at Mr. Spar, and he felt like trembling.
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 30, 2012 12:02:43 GMT -8
"GABRIEL! Oh, you made it!"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 30, 2012 12:02:57 GMT -8
Mr. Spar- "Hey, Luka, glad you could make it. There'll be a lot of work to do." He stood up casually, as if his weird posture had been totally natural, and walked back to slouch behind his desk.
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Post by Audrey Siddons on Oct 30, 2012 12:08:59 GMT -8
Mr. Spar using his real name made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, but he forced a smile anyway. He turned swiftly, and elbowed Andrew, trying to look natural. He pitched his voice low, leaning forward so Mr.Spar could neither so nor hear what he was saying. "Ehr, come with me for a second, 'kay?" He stood up and threw his bag over his shoulder, turning back toward's Spar's desk. "Hey, Mr. Spar, we're gonna run t-to the bathroom. We'll be right back." Hopefully Spar couldn't remember teenage life, or that only girls really went together.
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 30, 2012 12:10:56 GMT -8
"Right! Yeah, be right back! Let Lucy know, okay?" Andrew fell right into step behind Gabriel, all but jumping on his shoulders to get away.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 12:11:44 GMT -8
Lucy barreled into the front door of the building the art room was in, sobbing and crumpling to the floor in the corner next to the bathrooms, unable to make it all the way inside.
Izzy and Heather came shortly after, panting and distraught, trying to comfort her.
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 30, 2012 12:17:52 GMT -8
"LUCY!" Andrew ran to her side as fast as his trembling legs could carry him. He skidded on his knees the last few feet. "It's all right, Lucy... we're all here for you." He reached out and stopped, stuffing his hand into his pocket instead of patting her on the head. Andrew shot Heather a look of dismay. "Was it Ian?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 30, 2012 12:19:45 GMT -8
Heather- "Kinda? Someone made a sick joke, some kind of "You're all gonna die" list, and Ian was on top, so maybe someone who hates him a lot went crazy overboard. WE'RE ALL ON IT, ANDY!"
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