Sindre ran through every curse and hex as the four fled down the halls. Well, three. He had pushed Berwald and Zhi into running as soon as he had processed what the fire and blast signified. He spared a thought for their health, but dismissed it. If they could keep up, they couldn't be that injured. He had no idea if Søren followed, and honestly at this point he didn't care. Let the bastard be left behind.
What the hell had Søren been thinking? They played pranks, sure, but there was a difference between startling people and minor property damage and destroying a whole section of the school. You didn't get a slap on the wrist and detention for that. Sindre tried to ignore the voices whispering "expulsion, expulsion" to focus on running, but the threat loomed in the back of his mind
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...internet broke last night. : < *edits accordingly*oxenstierna_bOctober 25 2010, 06:09:10 UTC
Berwald had had his apprehensions about this whole thing. He'd tried to ask Søren how big the explosion was going to be exactly and was he sure no one was going to get hurt. His concerns had been summarily (and laughing) waved aside, and besides that...Søren had usually made their plans and while they hadn't always been stellar in the past, no one had died either. So he trusted Søren...somewhat
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What the hell had Søren been thinking? They played pranks, sure, but there was a difference between startling people and minor property damage and destroying a whole section of the school. You didn't get a slap on the wrist and detention for that. Sindre tried to ignore the voices whispering "expulsion, expulsion" to focus on running, but the threat loomed in the back of his mind ( ... )
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