[Closed/Incomplete]
Character: Bryan and Klavier
Time and Place: Somewhere between the courtyard and the biology labs
Rating: PG
Summary: Bryan and Klavier are...stuck together and they have to find each other.
Warnings: beware the.
Klavier dragged along his leg and walked painfully out of the courtyard, much despite his joy of playing his guitar. Dragging his butt out of the courtyard and towards the biology labs was a tiny bit too much of a pain than he could ever endure (not to say that he was a wimp, he has had endured much severe pains before) and before he could shout out something such as a curse or two in German, the shock had grown worse. Right, since when did I hate this thing so much? He wondered, the pain shot through his body as he bit his lips and carried on. He shot a glare at the source of pain and sighed pathetically.
He'd much rather be in court right now, facing some far-away-who-knew-whatever kind of attorney instead of this. Yes, he'd be better off in a court with his optimistic way of playing prosecutor--Verdammt, das ist schrecklich. Damn, this is horrible...
There probably was more of this kind of thing coming for him as he thought. It was not the most pleasant day for him. He groaned. "Ich zog es vor Gericht über diese...I preferred court over this..."
Time and Place: Somewhere between the courtyard and the biology labs
Rating: PG
Summary: Bryan and Klavier are...stuck together and they have to find each other.
Warnings: beware the.
Klavier dragged along his leg and walked painfully out of the courtyard, much despite his joy of playing his guitar. Dragging his butt out of the courtyard and towards the biology labs was a tiny bit too much of a pain than he could ever endure (not to say that he was a wimp, he has had endured much severe pains before) and before he could shout out something such as a curse or two in German, the shock had grown worse. Right, since when did I hate this thing so much? He wondered, the pain shot through his body as he bit his lips and carried on. He shot a glare at the source of pain and sighed pathetically.
He'd much rather be in court right now, facing some far-away-who-knew-whatever kind of attorney instead of this. Yes, he'd be better off in a court with his optimistic way of playing prosecutor--Verdammt, das ist schrecklich. Damn, this is horrible...
There probably was more of this kind of thing coming for him as he thought. It was not the most pleasant day for him. He groaned. "Ich zog es vor Gericht über diese...I preferred court over this..."