26. CALM YOUR TITS

[alexanderofny]

Friday Morning

[When Adrian gets his letter on Friday morning, he responds with a sigh and a heavy eye-roll. Honestly, Mayfield?

Well, he's not even bothering with this shit. The town never keeps its promises, so he highly doubts he'll be assured anything he wants if he does what it asks.

Even after he sees who his target is.]

[Phone]Pardon my

Comments

[Phone]

[radiant_will]

You're exactly right.

Anyone who goes along with this crap is an idiot--not to mention, way too eager to go out and start killing people. Give me a break.

Re: [Phone]

[alexanderofny]

I'm prepared to defend myself if necessary, but this whole affair is ludicrous.

[radiant_will]

Yeah, of course. Anyone who goes after me is seriously going to regret it. I'm not going to hold back against anyone who aligns themselves with this place.

[Class]

[worstvikingever]

Only ten percent?

[alexanderofny]

[serious face]

[worstvikingever]

[Okay fine.]

Sorry sir.

[alexanderofny]

My apologies, Hiccup. I'm afraid I'm a bit... tense.

phone

[cruelmiracle]

In a town like this there are bound to be people who are willing to do such things thinking it its own reward, though.

Re: phone

[alexanderofny]

[sigh]

Yes, yes, I know. I've met the sort.

[cruelmiracle]

That guarantees them their entertainment and builds up paranoia amongst the town at the same time. It would be prudent to prepare, at the least.

[alexanderofny]

I know. 'Watch your back' and so on.

[Phone~]

[doctor_creep]

Now, there is a difference between falling for this and not caring. Savagery is human nature - and the nature of most creatures, for that matter.

[A dark chuckle.]

After all... you never know who may have drawn your name. Always looking over your shoulder... it's tiresome, I imagine. Especially when that natural fear of death chimes in, nagging, pushing at the edges of your thoughts.

Re: [Phone~]

[alexanderofny]

Death never lasts here anyway.

[doctor_creep]

Death is the relief following the end of one's life. Assuming that its brief stint is a good thing is foolish.

And besides, the actual death isn't what is most feared. How much will it hurt? How long will it take? These are the things that bring anxiety to bear, that cause fear to well in the hearts and minds of humans. Probably yours, even, locked away in some corner you hope to forget about.

[alexanderofny]

[Oh God-Adrian-doesn't-believe-in. You're one of those.

He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.]

I think living forever is a far worse proposition most of the time, personally.

class;

[partytoastess]

[ It's clear Nena's struggling with the assignment, big time. She looks around the room constantly, she randomly chatters, she moves herself uncomfortable. She doesn't seem to hold the pen for long. Eventually she takes a deep sigh and looks at Mr. Veidt ]

Can you help me after class? This is hard!

[alexanderofny]

[automatically]

Yes, Nena, of course.

[partytoastess]

[ After class, Nena brings her paper up. There's definitely something off about it. For one, her usual pink writing is done in standard pencil, and two, it appears to be a random assortment of words that were copied out of the text book, like a drone wrote this instead ]

I just don't understand this. Why do I need to know how America was affect by this event?

[ Her vagueness should be alerting, if Adrian can catch it. ]

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[alexanderofny]

[he looks down at the paper...