Long days and short tempers

Apr 12, 2005 11:28

The days are long and hot and I did so enjoy the freedom which the Spring Break afforded to me. Now, upon our return to education, I find my surroundings constricting and thus I am easily irritated - especially since I was this morning approached by a tutor who declared that I was prohibited from wearing my sword in the school grounds as it was an ( Read more... )

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_janice_ April 14 2005, 06:18:39 UTC
I come out of Senior Comp class and head down the hall, when I hear a shitload of noise from somewhere, and see students sort of hurrying toward the exit doors. Firedrill? I wonder, though I haven't heard an alarm. I follow, and catch sight of Dawn as I get pushed through the doors.

When I'm outside, I see some kind of a fight going on on the lawn. Oh shit, Eric and Jordy and Amanda and a bunch of the other play kids are all there...Jordy's friend Danny, too. I see him approach with several others, and Eric pulls out the sword and Danny's got one too and--holy shit!

"Dawn!" I call to her, not believing what I'm seeing. When I turn back, I see Jordy going after Danny and crap, he starts changing, right there on the school lawn.

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_dawnie_ April 15 2005, 05:25:45 UTC
"Crap!" I mutter, tearing after J. Jordy's wolfing out. I begin fumbling in my backpack for the tranqs. This is some kind of nightmare...isn't it?

Oh, God.

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_janice_ April 15 2005, 05:30:35 UTC
I run with Dawn to where Amanda is...choking him off? Man, she's way stronger than I would have guessed. Jordy passes out as we get to her. Not good, so not good having a werewolf lying there in plain sight. "We have to get him out of here," I hiss at Dawn. "I guess...I could call his mom, but what if someone sees him?"

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_dawnie_ April 15 2005, 05:41:34 UTC
I have the tranq dart in my hand now, and I stick him with it, trying to be discreet, although I'm not sure it matters. There's weirdness all around. "Well, that should keep him out for a little while, at least," I whisper back to her.

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mightbeweird April 15 2005, 05:49:14 UTC
*pant* *pant*
Finally, finally, the fight is leaving him. When he goes limp I hold on a few moments more, then pull us both backward away from Tybalt. The scabbard drops from my grip.
I turn once more to the Cats "Your leader is wounded, If you wish him to live beyond this day, get him hence to a doctor, else get him a priest." My tone holds no malice, I am to tired for that.

My face is wet. More blood? ...
...no, tears. I'm crying.

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_janice_ April 15 2005, 05:54:51 UTC
Great, he's out for a while, now. Maybe with Amanda's help we can get him somewhere safe. "Amanda," I say, gesturing toward some shrubbery. "Bring him back there, to...uh, keep him safe from the enemy?" I say, and grab a leg to help her carry him.

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mightbeweird April 15 2005, 06:09:07 UTC
"Aye, He should not be seen this way." Wearily, I lift Romeo-beast and carry him away from the crowd with the lady Jan's help. She will care for Romeo.
There are things that must be done. And I must do them.
I walk back to the abandoned blade, It will be mine now.
I turn to Mercutio, fallen. I close his eyes and my hand passes a kiss to his lips.
One last thing, I place my vest over his face, shielding him once more from the bright rays of the sun.
"Farewell my friend." I whisper the words.

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_janice_ April 15 2005, 06:16:04 UTC
I watched Amanda cover Eric's face, with growing dread. Oh god, he couldn't be dead, could he? At least Danny got away before Jordy killed him, but...

"Shit, this is not good," I say to Dawn and Amanda. "Keep an eye on Jordy, I'm gonna call Jordy's mom and...um, 911, I guess." Maybe Eric was still alive, would be okay if they got the bleeding stopped. Maybe someone had already called and an ambulance was coming. I run back into the school to find a pay phone.

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_dawnie_ April 15 2005, 06:18:28 UTC
I cannot believe this. It's insane. I pet Jordy absently as I stare at Amanda. I'm almost afraid to talk to her. She's being all... weird and Shakespearean.

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mightbeweird April 15 2005, 06:26:05 UTC
It would not do for the Prince's men to find Mercutio's sword. There will be witnesses enought for this brawl. I slip it down my back catching the sheath between my bra strap. I hide the hilt in my hair. Twill serve for now.
I venture back to where my cousin lays.
"How fairs Romeo, Lady?"

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_dawnie_ April 15 2005, 06:28:18 UTC
"Unconscious," I say, staring wide-eyed at her. And a werewolf but you don't seem to have noticed that...

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