Sunrise (Arc 1 : Intro)

[Alistair Warden]

Basic Rules:
I will post once every rounds to dictate grand movements of students, things that occur, etc etc. There is a potential on partial Godmodding on my account and for this I apologize in advance and would request a bit of your leniancy to move things along, if you have any concerns with the actions taken please message me I'll do everything in my power to sort things out.
I reserve the right to introduce side objectives and rewards based on In-Character situational awareness and performance. In other words, you can win without fulfilling the primary objectives. Keep your eyes open.

Team 1:

• Michael Cypren
  
• Kazumi Badoer
  
• Shane Westley
  
• Mekiel Echigo
  
• Patrick O'Connor
  

Team A:

• Cael Seran
  
• Aryanna Katashi
  
• Lee Seung-Kyun
  
• Kwon Kiyong
  
• Ira Seran
  

Team IDKWTFBBQSAUCE:

• You may still join the quest even though you are not signed up. Under these conditions you will not be given any set conditions. By effect you can join either side and then figure out the objectives ICly, no telling guys
  

Main Building: First Floor
Track & Field
Gym
Main Building: Second Floor
Main Building: Third Floor
Main Building: Fourth Floor
Kevala's Training Room

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The dawn bells would ring as a pleasant new school day would emerge. Doors parting wide to bright eyed students; be they trouble-makers, honor students, or heros in secret. However there was something looming about this day hovering covertly over many of the students heads. To a select few however there would be a letter delivered to the students, one by one picked out in particular by an unknown party, the lettering nondescript but left with the subtle promise, left in each of their lockers.

You will be rewarded generously for your efforts.

A token of gold coin sealed over the letter as a sigal promise.

This seemingly peaceful day was about to turn for the dark and dangerous. But like anything else, it was in the hands of its students.

[Legion]

Something felt off about today. What it was, Patrick didn't know but it put him on edge. Perhaps it was years of experience that told him that these feelings generally didn't come idly. As the irishman walked into the school his ears were perked, eyes alert, scanning for threats, things out of the normal. He passed a fight or two, that perhaps he should have stopped but this gnawing in his mind seemed vastly more important as he mindlessly tightened the fingerless gloves on his hands. Besides, he couldn't stop every fight, and by now people were mostly getting that when Patrick put his foot down things were to stop. Not that he cared about his authority or appearance of authority really. He just wanted to keep his title, and doing that here meant that he kept up appearances every so often.

Patrick went to his locker for the hell of it, to drop off his stuff but he had decided that he wasn't going to do the whole class thing today. Instead he was just going to chill in the courtyard. Maybe this feeling of tension was warranted, maybe it wasn't. Regardless as he made it in the courtyard, a more centralized location he lit up a cigarette. Inhaling the nicotine he couldn't help but keep his eyes constantly scanning as he leaned up against a wall...

[Elijah Graham]

It was a typical morning for Shane, he woke up, went to school, the usual. What was not usual, was the fact that he had this feeling looming over his head the moment he entered into the building, like he knew something bad was going to happen. At first he had written off as not being used to being a Pillar, he had just gotten his title not too long ago after all, and have never been one before, to be honest.

Then the feeling just outright became a dark cloud looming over his head, something that he just couldn't shake off, no matter how hard he tried. Standing in front of his locker, Shane reached up to grab his books for first period, but then his hand suddenly halted in mid-air, his brows furrowing. Coming to a decision, Shane closed his locker door and slinging his backpack over his shoulder, headed to the cafeteria, keeping his eyes and ears open along the way. He had a bad feeling about today...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Kazumi stood in front of the school looking up at it with a sick feeling twisting in her stomach. She didn't want to go in, and though that was usually the case, today it was worse than ever. She really...really didn't feel like going in there and dealing with everyone...But then last night had been a rather bad night for her, and she hadn't slept hardly at all...Okay, who was she kidding? She hadn't been to bed yet.

Her backpack shrugged up onto one shoulder, she would draw in a deep breath and softly chew upon her lower lip, shaking her head just a bit. No, she should just turn around and go home. Pretty much decided on that fact as she reached up and tugged the hood of her jacket up over her head. Sure, it was rather hot outside today, but honestly, no matter how much she tried, she could never quite shake that cold feeling that still lingered from her time being locked away...Perhaps that is what they meant by being chilled to the bone? That it got into your body and never left.

Stuffing her hands into her pockets, she turned to leave, only to have those blue eyes fall upon a rather familiar face taking up a spot in the courtyard. Ugh..so much for turning around and leaving...Not that she couldn't...but yeah...now she didn't want to near as much. Fuck...

Making her way over to where Pat was currently, she would come to a stop in front of him and glance up at him from beneath the hood of her jacket. "H...Hey you.." An actual smile, however faint, was there as she reached up and would lightly fidget with that new tie of his..."Sch...School Captain huh? Kin...Kinda sexy...but didn't peg you as the t..type..." A small little laugh given before she would rise up on her tip toes and softly brush her lips against his.

Yeah...maybe skipping school could wait...just a tad. Though her stomach still refused to cease with the constant knotting and flipping it was currently doing. Besides...not like she would be able to do anything at home other than hide in a dark room all day....sleep was not going to be happening any time soon...that much was for sure...despite how tired she currently looked.

[Michael Cypren]

Michael was unlike any student he knew, as a matter of fact he didn't know of any student who was capable of falling into the ventilation system entirely by mistake, having the capability of crawling your way through said vents once lost and now trying to find a way to safety. Only of course to fall face first into a side-vent peering into the Girl's locker room.

"Teehheeee heee" *Heavy Breathing*

A bra thrown towards the ground before him before little miss cheer leader skimped towards it. "Hey NO spraying that at me!" She'd squeel with displeasure raising her arms in defense.

Bold eyes would focus intently against the vent and the heavy breathing amplified.

[Cael Seran]

Cael was to start off the day no different than he had since arriving at the school. As it were Cael Seran was flocked with a woman under each arm and a cocky glower to his features. He'd play one on just enough with the nibbling at the nape of one's neck whispering illicit secrets to be kept between them. His "guard" would follow him just enough to the third floor where his lockers were and leave him to his own doing with a shushing whisp and a slap to each rump.

"Woah is me."

A sacrastic breach before fiddling with the lock and parting into his locker to glimpse at the note inside. Metis? Who did this guy think he was? Arrogant enough comments not to garter his attention but the prospect of payment... that was something else. Rewards in more than what he expected to be gold was his ideal.

Casually Cael would make his way slowly down a level into the school cafeteria taking with him a notepad from Kevala. A wry grin on his face as it were before moving to the food counters.

Open heated trays of food were placed out for morning breakfast all delicious and at the ready to be handled. That would be if they weren't to be handled poorly.

*Zip*

Fzzzzzzzzzzz....

Thats right, Cael was pissing in the scrambled eggs. Granted the rules were a little fuzzy but no one would be eating that shit and coming out unscathed.

[Aryanna Katashi]

Aryanna was in the girls locker room, having just finished with her morning run and having felt the need for a good shower before school actually started. She wasn't sure what she was supposed to do today, but that run had sure enough worked up her energy and now she fouund herself feeling more refreshed than ever as she wrapped the towel around herself and walked her way out of the showers and toward her locker.

Coming to a stop in front of it, she paused, that strange feeling of being watched washing over her as she glanced around, noting the girls that were goofing off and seeing one of their bra's go flying, landing a few feet away from her in front of one of the air duct vents.

Rolling her eyes, she would turn back toward her locker, dialing in the combination and letting out a little sigh as she grabbed out her own bra and underwear, along with her jeans and t-shirt for the day. It was more of a casual dress day, that was for sure. Though as she did so, she noticed something come falling out of her locker, a brow arching slightly as she looked down to see the letter that was now laying on the floor at her feet.

Bending down, the small towel she wore riding up just slightly along her backside, she would pick up the letter, and then turn to lean up against the locker next to her own. Well this was just.....odd. A glance around to see where the hell it had come from, not having noticed it in her things before she came in here...Though perhaps it had been...who knew. Whatever the case, she would open it, eyes scanning over the words as she felt more confused now than ever. The little incentive offered making her grin slightly.

She could do that....not like it was really that much different than anything she had done back in France at the orphanage. Trouble was something Aryanna was really good at. So, stuffing the letter back into her bag, she would turn back around to grab up her bra, hand releasing that towel and letting it fall freely onto the floor as she hurried about getting dressed. Bra, panties, jeans, t-shirt and then shoes. More than ready to get a move on with the objectives that had been laid out before her....well at least most of them.

As she slammed her locker closed, she would move to head out of the gym, fully unaware of the fact that she had just bared all to some little perv in the air vent...which was good...cause she would have killed him. Literally.

Nope, she had one thing she needed to do, that was optimal since she was RIGHT there.

Exiting into the gym, she would glance around to see if anyone was nearby, quickly dropping her bag onto the ground and bending down to open it up so that she could pull out her pencil bag which contained all of her permanent makers. Vandalize the gym? Well that shouldn't be too hard. Right?

Standing upright, she started along the first open wall and began to draw in big, bold letters various curse words and profane signatures.....All different colors too. It wasn't much, but it was a start....Vandalism was vandalism...Didn't matter how you went about it. Or at least, she thought so.

[Kevala Katashi]

OOC: Don't mind me.

She was in her office, though truth be told she had been in here for a few hours now. She didn't sleep like a normal person, and without Mischa around to settle her down, and help her stay settled, well she just didn't sleep hardly at all. So, with nothing better to do, she had gotten up early, made Kaz's breakfast and left it on the counter with a note and then come into work.

Nothing out of the ordinary really, or so she thought. Perhaps others would have found her behavior a bit odd, but it was just how Kev was. Now, seated behind her desk, she would press one of the buttons concealed beneath it, allowing the bookcase on the right to slide back and reveal a set of monitors along the wall. No, perhaps she didn't have all the rooms bugged, but she sure as hell had surveillance cameras posted at every which angle possible. But then, she had those at home too, save for the kids' rooms and her own. It was just a precaution she felt she had to take, and one that even their home and Italy had fallen victim to. Not that Mischa minded, she had actually agreed with it.

So, there she was...at her desk, drinking her bottled water and idly scanning over the monitors, her usual task during the day, save for when somebody was in there...since she didn't want people to know that she had the cameras hooked up...having made sure that they were extremely well hidden...If too many people knew, they might try to hide from them, or vandalize them or something...and that would just be annoying.

Glancing away for a moment, she would fish out one of her sugar free lollipops from her desk, unwrapping it and plopping it into her mouth. Content to just lean back and relax...at least until her eyes shifted back to the monitors and caught sight of Cael as he headed into the lunchroom. "What on earth is that boy up to now?"

Her brow raising slightly as she watched, a little tilt of her head....and then...a furious burst of laughter as she witnessed his actions upon today's breakfast. "And this is why I do not eat food that I don't cook myself." A small chuckle as she shook her head.

Who was she speaking to you might ask? Well the only other person in the world she would allow in her office while viewing the monitors....Carmine off course...The man sitting in the chair across from her, drinking his coffee, which he almost spit out as he noticed what she was looking at. "Kevala, you should really do something about that."

A small shrug given to him, actually considering it, if for no other reason than to prove she wasn't going to be that lenient upon him. But just as she turned, she would notice the girl...the one who she felt very suspicious of and who for some reason she could not stop wondering about....She was a relative but how, Kev didn't know....What was she up to now?

Watching as she moved to start tagging up the walls of the gym with a marker. "Now what are the odds of two people causing trouble at the same time? Get Edward in here." Now she was very curious, and would actually get up from her chair and move around to lean against her desk so that she could get a better look, doing nothing, but watching for now as Carmine went to the door to call Edward in. "Yes Ma'am?"

She wouldn't take her eyes off the monitors, but she would nod toward the two that she was current fixated on. "Get your tablet and wind back the security footage on these two to when they entered the school. I want to see it." Yes, she knew the two seemed to be getting rather close, having spotted them together a time or two...but she wanted to see if they had met up on school grounds prior to this to devise a plan or something. If so, she would have to get onto them both soon enough...But as it stood...she just kept watch and didn't do or say anything. Nope...For now, she was just going to be amused and see what else was going to transpire...Since every fiber of her being said something was going on bigger than what appeared to be going on....

With a nod, Edward would head out of the office and into the security room that was not that far away from there....The door locking behind him, he would begin his work...It was just going to take him awhile.

[thekid]

Today was one of those days where I just wasn't feeling so hot. You know the feeling, right? I mean, it was just like a figurative anvil was going to drop on my head at any moment and just screw things up for me. But, as always, I tried to shrug it off. Best way for me to do that? Open gym, baby. Work them muscles! Of course, one thing I hadn't been expecting to see once I got there was to see someone vandalizing the gym of all places. So I put on my irked face.

"Ahem."

It was less of a clearing of the throat and more of the pronunciation of the actual letters.

"What do you think your doing, miss? You do realize this kind of behavior warrants some sort of reparations, right?"

Pulling out all my vocab an' shit on this one.

[yoyongi]

[teal]

... What the hell is this?

Wait.

This actually sounded kind of fun.

[/i]. So, that's where I planned on starting! I turned around, and the first thing a saw was a really beautiful woman. So, I started walking alongside some other guy, and spanked her right side - I was on the left - and when she turned around she thought it was him. So she punched him in the face. I stepped back and faded into the crowd, and the guy thought it was someone to his left, and so he punched that guy. Then those two got into a fight. Two guys tried to separate them, but then they two fighting turned and punched them in their faces, and now four people were fighting.[/ul]

I was expecting something a little better.

[/teal]

[eun]

"..."

Standing in front of his locker, Seung-Kyun stared at the letter he found inside. And stared, and stared some more. After he came walking through the front doors, his backpack slung over his shoulder as he headed down the hallway, reaching his locker a couple minutes later, the last thing he expected to find inside his locker was a letter with a list, and if the stuff stated was completed, he'd be rewarded.

Getting rewarded to prank the hell of the school? Done.

Closing his locker door after grabbing his stuff, Seung-Kyun would head to the library, now Seung-Kyun, he was more manhwa-oriented, so vandalizing the library? That involved him pulling the books off the shelves and stacking them in piles... in random areas of the library. He just basically messed up the order of the books, giving the librarian more work to do, and did he care? Not really. Next, pulling out a permanent marker, Seung-Kyun would begin doodling along the empty shelves, for a bunch of doodles, they were pretty artistic.

New shelves anyone?

[Ira Seran]

(OOC: Not gonna lie... I skimmed... but that was cause I was gone working the past few days.... SO...If I did something wrong....let me know...)

Ira yawned as she reached for her locker. Miranda had been sick today so... she was translator less. Opening the door a note would fall out and she would roll her eyes... a characteristic that would usually give away her displeasure easily. Leaning over, Ira would pick up the note and try to read it. Well The dick head who wrote it should have written it in French.... after all if she were an interest then it should be blatantly obvious it would be difficult for her to read it.... BUT..... she managed...slowly.

To do it or not to do it? She didn't like causing havoc.... let me rephrase that... she didn't like to cause havoc under someone else's rule. It felt cheap that the plans wouldn't be of her own making. But.... she picked what would be easiest for her.....

She found herself in the medical room. Tapping her lip she would look through the cupboards. What would be considered primary? She grabbed a bag and stuffed it full with Band-aids, Cloth bandage, some disinfection shit, pain killers, and butterfly stitches..... Hopefully they were decent? She would head out of the room with her innocent façade as she worked her way through the halls ignoring all around her... though she did see some interesting. She looked in a window to find a rather large boy cornering Ary. She had no ill will towards the girl and had yet to find a purpose for her....... also.... the girl was doing something the list was asking of her so clearly they were working for the same man.... so therefore it would benefit Ira by helping teammates..... Ira was fully capable of being unselfish... when it meant for selfish gain... CONFUSING? Deal with et.

This also gives her an alibi as well....

Ira approached the office of her aunty's. She would reach for the door and would open it rather quickly. She stormed into the room and would sit herself in the guest chair that sat right across from her aunty (if she was still at her desk). Her eyes hadn't caught site of the monitors...her eyes were focused on her aunty with an apparent distress on her face. She dropped the bagg from her shoulders and set it down behind her desk... with her foot she would tuck it in behind the desk's leg...all the while she would begin her lies...that came all too easily with no sign of hesitation given her "special" disorder.

<<Tante! Je me promenais par la salle de gym quand j'ai remarqué un homme qui menace de faire des ravages Aryanna à la gym. J'aurais intervint, mais il est beaucoup plus grand que moi .. Non seulement cela, mais je me sentirais inconfortable face à lui ... étant donné qu'il est un pilier.>>[Aunty! I was walking by the gym when I noticed a man threatening Aryanna to wreak havoc to the gym. I would have interjected, but he is much bigger than I... Not only that, but I would feel unconfortable confronting him...given he is a pillar.]

Hells to the yeah.... She was going to manipulate her into believing the pillar was doing wrong.

[Alistair Warden]

OOC: For all who haven't noticed I've updated my first post to accomadate a map which I will be referring to throughout this quest. Happy Hunting.

Current Locations:

• Main Building First Floor - Patrick, Kazumi
  
• Main Building Second Floor - Cafeteria(Cael, Shane) Library (Lee)
  
• Gym Locker Room (Girls) - Michael
  
• Main Building Fourth Floor - Kevala, Ira (office)
  
• Gym - Mekiel, Aryanna
  
• Main Building third floor - Kwon
  

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-Cafeteria-
"Hey Shane!"

A bright eyed youth would jostle alongside Shane hopeful that the pair could eat lunch together. He was little more than a Freshman perhaps a month in himself and a little naive in the sense that he aspired to "tag-along" to a big brother figure. That much he saw in Shane who was the tough Varsity Captian. His name was Max Ardent, he'd "met" Shane once before and by met I mean sat next to him in class once and tried to befriend the guy unsure of the reaction although the transition seemed enough to garter this amount of communication. He was short about 5'4" and had to look up to see his friend an action that made his bright blue eyes and wide smile very visible. A keen smudge would adorn his red "Flash" tee-shirt to show he either got beat up or spilled chocolate on the front of him either very plausible.

"Mind if I eat lunch with you?"

He was super excited to do so. Meanwhile behind the registers there'd be a distrubance of the awkward kind. "EWWWIEEEEE!"

[/size][/color] A blonde girl would freak out flailing repulsed away from the trays dropping the steal sheet metal to the floor clanking roughly which was what got people's attention all turning their glances first to the blonde and then to Cael's dangling willy in the wind. "What the shit dude?" There seemed an awestruck repulsion in the room but little urge to do anything, and then within minutes of seeing that. Panic struck in the form of projectile vomit. "Hoooblajhhhhhh--- Sorry Shane..."

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-1st Floor Main Building: Courtyard-

All would seem complacent in the courtyard, little action indeed compared to the tourment inside, perhaps that is because the real threat was the students within the walls.

"Where's my money homes?"

A jostling shove knocking a threat backwards into a studdering motion. His feet however were too weak to catch his motion falling backwards into Kazumi. The small little white boy would turn up a terrified glance upwards towards Kazumi flashing between her and Patrick. "You're the Captain right, help me out?" A jostling nudge to Pat's collar turning back to the Mexican student slowly crossing the yard.

"Eyye Homes, I got no beef wit'chu, hand over the scrawny leech."

A compliant inclination to pass hm over with a smug grin. The Mexican leader was rather tall not looking to join the chaos but otherwise keeping his predating concerns very present and in line. Slowly flanking him would be two larger fellows each 6'2-3" in their own right, packed with muscles and one with a bat drawn. They were lanking around rather unprepared because it wasn't as though the last pillars put them in their place.

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-Gym-

Deep within the confines of the Girl's locker room the enclosement in which Michael seemed to be hiding would be a bit "too" tight if you catch my drift. He'd be stuck essentially from moving back the way he came, if the boy were to get out he'd have to brave the untrecked land of the Girl's dressing room. The floor dangerously slick with water from the showers having been run, sprung traps at the ready in the form of underwear and a boss to be left unmentioned, the only hint I can give is her nickname is "Big-Bessie".

Meanwhile in the Gymnaseum the two characters there would be met with no notable characters. A meathead just stepping in and looking over his shoulder at the girl vandelising but no sense of urgancy to stop her. He merely cocked a brow questioning what she'd be up to. Meanwhile Aryanna would get a good 20% of the Gym vandelized before Mekiel's entry.

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-3rd Floor Main Building: Hall-

"YIP!!"

The brunette was caught in the ass with a firm hand making her jump spontaneously. Her pimple faced compatriot would get a slimey glare before her ringed fist turned into his face. That gritted smile beforehand split down the middle.

The guys however next struck were not so phased, both turning towards the boy and beginning their chase. "Get back mother fucker!" In the process the shoved a good share of people due to the crowds and started a full on brawl of offended students. Close proximity of the people would make it more of a moshpit forcing their ways and crushing those smaller. It would be contained to this floor however and the numbers kept Kwon stuck in the mess.

The brunetter turned her gaze specifically to Kwon and noting the red tinge to his hand. Imediately the lines connected and she'd grit her teeth. The metaphorical Medusa would emerge as her pretty face shifted red and teeth clenched together shifting back and forth. Not so pretty now. Brute 1 & 2 would block off the retreat to the stairs forcing Kwon to chose through them both and large crowds or to retreat into the English or Science rooms for an escape. Medusa would sneak into the Science hall slowly.

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-2nd Floor Main Building: Library-

"Excuse me!"

An old grizzled voice would emurge from behind Lee, wrinkled palms would fold over onto her antique dress forcing that large bossom upwards to appear intimidating. However the 4"10 librarian would not tower over him so much as bustle behind him rumping him in the back with her breasts. Thats right this could be considered full-fledged sexual assault in one more step.

"Books are for reading!" She'd puff and ruffle her dress quickly before taking in a deep breath. Once composed the librarian would calm take her hand up to her horned-rim glasses and slide them off to hang on her bossom drawing clear attention to the massive center of her gravity as old gray curls dangled there.

"Like this one," She'd hand him a strange book, decorated with pictorals of >_> Different positions. The name: Karma Sutra. "That's one way to get my attention..' Leaning in close the librarian would nuzzle in closely to lick the boy's face.

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[OOC:
Team A Objectives complete: 10/25
Time: 8:20

NPCs Unlocked:

• Max Ardent (Stats to be unlocked)
  
• Juan Angeles (Stats to be unlocked) +2 Guards (1 armed)
  
• Jake Smegal (Stats Unknown)
  
• Medusa (Name and stats unknown)
  
• Brute 1&2 (Stats unknown)
  
• Mrs. Mayweather (Stats unknown: THREAT to your v-card
  

Items/Sets Unlocked:

• (Ira) Medkit: Allows you to heal a person's injuries (max uses 3 times, cannot be used on yourself) : Expires this quest.

Effects:

• (Kwon) Petrifying Glare: You are immobilized momentarily due to a terrifying exchange but it doesn't last long and gives you time to think of your next move. Doesn't last entire post but stalls you momentarily.
  
• (Shane) You got puke on you bro: Charisma actions are reduced by 8 until you either clean up or get rid of gear affected. Shirt has puke.
  
• (Cael) Penis Envy: Charisma actions on males is reduced by 15, Charisma actions on females is increased by 3, Girl you scared is stunned.
  
• (Kaz) Empathy: Jake gave you some pretty impressive puppy dog eyes, -2 to better judgment.
  
• (Lee) Disgust, but you cant look away: Evasion is neigh impossible, you can try but risk greater adversaries. You may need to talk your way out of this... +10 Charisma on actions in this quest.
  
• (Mekky) Environment Apparent: You belong here, actions in the gym give you +3 to Strength.
  
• (Michael) Fish out of Water: All your stats while in current room are reduced by 5. Stealth reduced by 10. Panic attack sets in 3 posts. Unless you find a way from room.

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[Aryanna Katashi]

The sound of a voice coming from behind her would cause her to roll her eyes slightly. Did she feel guilty being caught in the act? Pft...no. Not at all. In fact, she was glad somebody could at least see her amazing artwork...Though his words in fact did prove to irritate her. "I don't think I am doing anything. If you can't tell...I actually am doing something." She nodded, finishing up her next line before she would turn around.

Figures it would be some giant fucker that walked in on her, and one of the pillars at that. Oh well, he was one with one of the pussy titles anyways...Student Body President. Didn't exactly strike fear if you know what I mean. Sure, he was a big guy, but honestly he just looked more like an out of work male stripper than any real threat. Not that she was going to take her chances.

Glancing at the big "meat head" that came in, she would put on her best, cutest little pouty face and move toward him. Her little hand coming up and pressing into his chest as her fingers trailed downward, slowly outlining his muscles beneath his shirt. "Hi there handsome..." A glance from him, toward the Pillar and then back again. "Do you mind helping me out a little? This big guy is picking on me when all I was doing was trying to add some flare to this boring old room."

One hand moving to take his by the wrist, pulling his hand around and letting it fall to rest upon her tight little ass. "If you do, I am sure I can think of some way to repay you..." A little nod, a suggestive look in her eyes and the slightest brush of her body against his. Hoping that he would say yes, though not fully ready to wait around for him to do so....A few steps taken back away from him, and she would drop her bag, reaching in to find a couple more art supplies, a box containing several jars of finger paint taken out so that she could throw them as hard as she could into the bleachers, hopefully causing paint to splatter everywhere when they shattered open.

[Elijah Graham]

Heading into the cafeteria, Shane had his cellphone in his hand and was sending a text message to one of his friends, Andrew "Andy" Grit, who was currently on his Spare block, but he was spending it in one of the free classrooms on the third floor, rushing to finish his homework. Receiving a reply from Andy, he chuckled quietly at his reply, as Shane sent his reply to Andy, who replied back a few minutes later. So far, it was a pretty peaceful morning... until now.

"Huh?"

Looking up and over, shoving his cellphone back into his jeans pocket, he saw absolutely nothing... that is, until he looked downwards, and saw a short Freshman smiling wide eyed and brightly up at him with a visible brown stain on his shirt, what was his name... uh...

"Max right? Yeah, sure, but uh, broski, it's only morning, you got 4 more hours till lunchtime."

The sound of a girl yelling out in disgust, followed by the sound of clanging metal made Shane visibly wince, but what caught his attention even more was the fact Cael's little friend was dangling out for the entire world to see. While everyone was near stunned and repulsed, Shane on the other hand, was not stunned, in fact, he looked a little disgusted. What the hell dude? And by that, he meant Max upchucking right onto his shirt.

"Aw man broski, not cool, you'd better get to the bathroom, ASAP."

Shane on the other hand, would pull his jacket off, pull his shirt off, leaving him half-naked, before pulling his jacket back on and zipping it up partway, leaving his chest muscles exposed. Carefully holding the edges of his shirt together, his shirt now resembling a long bag of sorts, Shane would turn his attention to Cael, penis envy aside, man, this guy was a righteous idiot Frenchie.

"Hey Cael! Didn't anyone tell you it's not nice to leave your little friend out in the cold like that!?"

Shane having started moving straight for Cael before he even called out, Shane would proceed to carefully flip his puke covered t-shirt over and onto the guy's head, and with the guy's back to Shane, unless he had eyes on the back of his head, he'd have no way to dodge the puke heading straight for him.

Besides, Shane never liked that shirt anyways, the logo on the shirt was too small, he only wore it because it was a gift from one of his relatives.