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Post by Lily on Jul 28, 2007 20:37:30 GMT -5
((um.... ZEP POST NOW!!!!!!!!!! WE ARE BORED AND BRAINLESS AND RUN OUT OF THOUGHTS! SO YOUR TURN! *grins huge-ish-ly* cause I'm slightly brain-dead))
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Post by Bianco on Jul 28, 2007 21:09:20 GMT -5
Heeeerrreee’s Alex.
“Lily! George!”
The angry yelled had followed an icy wind that blasted through the library as the door was thrown open. It may have received dirt look from the annoying librarian, but Alex really didn’t care. He was angry. No. He was in a rage. He had woken up, bleary-eyed and starving, not twenty minutes ago. Naturally, he went to the kitchen. And what did he find? A large portion of pipes torn out of the wall, water everywhere, and some stupid sobbing little brats whining and trivial things such as their clothes and hair and other crap.
Everyone had pointed the finger at George and Lily, the new student with the power to control water and the quiet girl who had the ability to the suck the life out of people.
The first place he could think of was the library, after he found the dorms empty. So, here he stood, angry, unshaven and in his boxers. Following his angry yelling he began walked towards the back of the buildings. It was most likely they went to hide there where they couldn’t be seen. There came another cold gust of wind as his clear blue eyes spotted two figures sitting at one of the tables. One was sleeping, the other reading, as if they hadn’t just damaged the kitchen, leaving it unusable for god only knows how long. Where was Alex going to get his breakfast now?! He stomped towards them, determined.
There was going to be hell to pay.
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Post by Lily on Jul 28, 2007 21:13:59 GMT -5
Lily immeadiately closed her book with a large Thud! and looked around, awaiting the gym teacher who inevitably had found their mess. She gently shook George awake, dispite her protests. A worried look was plastered on Lily's face. They were very, VERY unlikely to have mde the gym teacher mad. Out of all the teachers, to her his wrath was the worst. She had never recieved it, only seen it.... And he had a HUGE temper.
The gym teacher slowly came into view. He had obviously been woken up, or something because he looked awful. He had an angry glint in his steely blue eyes, hadn't shaved, and was boxer clad only..... Here it goes.... Lily said as she braced for the punishment.
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Post by ghostlygeorge on Jul 28, 2007 21:40:40 GMT -5
George heard her name distantly and felt the gentle shaking. She wanted nothing more than to roll over and sleep. There might be an angry teacher standing in front of them. But surely they would understand how tired she was, wouldn't they? George peeked out of the corner of her eye.
Unshaven, boxer-wearing teacher guy... George groaned and sat up, looking through bleary eyes. "Who's this?" She grunted. Even though she was naturally genial, but when she just been dragged up out of a death sleep...George was not very friendly or even fearful. That might not be wise, at this moment.
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Post by Bianco on Jul 28, 2007 22:06:16 GMT -5
The teacher stomped towards the pair and stopped right in front of them. Alexander didn’t even wait before George fully woke up, nor did he answer here question of ‘who’s this?’, before he started in with the yelling. “What the hell where you two thinkin’?!” was how he began, his voice gradually gaining volume. “Blowin' the water pipes out in the kitchen?! Do you know how much that’ll cost to fix? Not to mention the water damage! Now where are we going to eat while it’s under construction?!” There was growling noise that appeared to come from the furious teacher’s stomach as he continued his rant. “And, then there all the students and the possessions that you ruined.” As if he actually cared about them.
The six foot two, boxer-wearing, ex-marine, now gym teacher, glared angrily down at them as another gust of wind surged through the building. He wanted answer now.
And then, as if to prove his point, he grabbed them both by their shirts, hefted them from their chairs and dragged towards the exit, and then back towards the disaster of a kitchen.
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Post by Lily on Jul 28, 2007 22:18:00 GMT -5
Lily's ears hurt from all of Alex's yelling. He really was the meanest teacher at the school. She sighed and shlumped down into her chair as he continued to yell at them. But then he picked them up!!!!!!!!!! It wasn't smart of him, twisting her shirt like that! And Lily was right. Her eyes instantly turned red, and she felt the warmth of his hand against her neck. "NO! NO! LET GO OF ME! COACH ALEX LET GO NOW!" she yelled as she began to feel his life seeping into her. She grabbed his arm and tried to make him let go, but he was too strong.
"COACH ALEX LET GO! YOU ARE TOUCHING ME! YOU ARE TOUCHING MY SKIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she yelled, struggling hard to get out of the marine grip.
[UH-OH HE"S DONE IT NOW!!!!]
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Post by ghostlygeorge on Jul 28, 2007 22:26:58 GMT -5
George was started to fall back asleep, when the marine grabbed them both. Lily's screaming voice rung in her head. No matter how tired she was, a friend in danger gave a second wind. She glanced over to Lily, her eyes started to turn red... four minutes left...
"Coach Alex?" George said. He knew them both. He should know the dangers of touching Lily. "COACH!" He didn't seem to be hearing it. Adrenaline started rushing through George's veins. She would have to use the burst of energy she was getting...hopefully he wouldn't hold on for long.
She'd never tried this before, but it was time to save a life. George gave up on fight the ex-marine and went limp in order to focus all her energy in to draw the minuscule beads of sweat into a shield under the coach's hand. She hoped it would be enough.
But George could feel her eyes rolling into the back of her head...
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Post by Bianco on Jul 28, 2007 22:44:52 GMT -5
Alexander continued the journey with both kids towards the kitchens. "NO! NO! LET GO OF ME! COACH ALEX LET GO NOW!" The words echoed in his mind, but he didn’t understand them. Not now, anyway. He couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even think. So, he stood there, muscles rigid, still gripping the two children. He felt dizzy, nauseated, and as if he were on fire, but he couldn’t do anything about it.
He felt George go limp, in his left hand.
There was moisture underneath the hand that still held tight onto Lilly. The pain that radiated throughout his body seemed to fade slightly. He felt himself jerk his hand away from Lily. And then he crashed to the ground with a thump. Lying on the ground, writhing in pain, brought back his days in the service and getting shot that one day. Alex's breathing was heavy. He felt incredibly light-headed, but somehow managed to stay conscious, although his vision swam before him and everything was blurry and out of focus.
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Post by Lily on Jul 28, 2007 22:54:42 GMT -5
Lily fell to the ground, her face already wet with tears. It was awful, awful that her powers did that to him, awful that they had blown up the kitchen... just awful! She saw how the coach had fallen to the ground, and tears immeadiately continued streaming down her cheeks. WHY?! Why did she have this awful curse?! Why did he grab her without thinking, and end up touching her skin?! More students would hate her after this, she was sure of it. They'd think that those other students were right all of the years they had been teasing her, and they'd think she meant to do that. WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD THINK THAT SHE WOULD MEAN TO DO THAT?! Lily's eyes seemed to well up with tears even more as she saw people rushing toward them.
She felt fine. She felt better then fine, as if she could lift a horse..... but not mentally. Mentally, Lily was a wreck. Mentally, Lily had broken down, first her dad, and now the gym teacher... well close enough. Did she mean to hurt them?! No, that was a terrible thought..... she shouldn't think that... couldn't think that..... maybe Lily was insane, or going insane anyways.....
She sat on the floor, hugging her knees to her head, her hair completely covering her face. She couldn't see all of the students and teachers that were gathered around them, the few that had come to help Coach. Alot of them stared at her. But she couldn't see them... she knew they were staring at her, but she wouldn't look... couldn't. It would kill her further.
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Post by ghostlygeorge on Jul 28, 2007 23:06:06 GMT -5
Falling to the floor jolted George. She wasn't sure if she could move anymore. Her body felt incredibly heavy. She could feel the footsteps coming towards them. Where was Lily? Was she ok? She started to lift her head, but it seems it was ten pounds heavier than it normally was. "Lily," she rasped. "Lily, check to see if the coach is breathing..."
George tried to lift her head again. She had that prickly feeling and she knew she was being watched. She managed to look towards Lily. She was rocking back and forth, her hair covering her face. She was scared. She probably blamed herself. "Lily snap out of it...t-t-this is your chance to step up. Come on and do this!" Her vision was going in and out.
Fighting the oncoming darkness, George dragged herself towards the coach. The bystanders seemed frozen. They didn't know what to do or how to treat his wounds. They had probably never seen the aftermath of Lily's power. "Coach! Coach!" George cried, it sounded more like a whisper. "Lily..." She pleaded on last time.
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Post by Bianco on Jul 28, 2007 23:21:23 GMT -5
The coach was still breathing, but had stopped moving; it hurt too much to move. So, all he did was lay there, the world spinning above him. The only real movement that could be detected was the rising and falling of his bare chest and his occasional blinking. He became aware of the teachers and students that had rushed towards the three of them once they say or heard the commotion. There voices echoed loudly in his mind. It felt as if he was being stabbed in the friggen’ head!
Come on and do this!"
Good god. What was she trying to do? Kill him? Everything was spinning. People stood over him, but made no actual attempt to assist him. Damn morons. He could be dying, and they were standing there gawking. And with all there chatter about what to do, they were making his headache worse. Maybe it was the fall that suddenly made like someone had decided to stomp on his skull. The again, it could have been the life drained out of him.
"Coach! Coach!"
He tried to respond to her George’s cries, or tell her to shut up, but couldn’t find the energy to. He let out a small groan. Everything went black after that.
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Post by Lily on Jul 28, 2007 23:32:43 GMT -5
"Lily snap out of it." she heard George say, even though all of the other talking should've drowned it out. Lily's head broke through the wave of her hair and she looked at the Coach. His eyes were closed and he wasn't moving. She whimpered sadly, and then she turned to George. She was struggling to speak, probably close to blacking out too. It was AWFUL!
But she had to do something. She stopped hugging her legs and crawled over to the coach, trying her best to ignore the people, gasping and gawking, probably thinking she was trying to finish him off or something. Her hand shook terribly but she put it to his neck, searching desperately for a pulse. THERE! she found a slow, but slightly steady pulse. She immeadiately shook the caoch, desperately wanting him to wake up. "COACH!" she yelled. But nothing happened, he stayed unconcious. He needed to be taken to the lab, or the nurses office or something! WHY WASN"T ANYONE IN THIS STUPID SCHOOL ABLE TO SEE PAST THEIR DISLIKES AND HELP HER?! IF NOT FOR HER< THEN FOR THE COACH? She screamed in her head and got to her feet. She had no clue what she was doing, but something propelled her forward. She dug in her bag and pulled out a scarf, immeadiately warpping it around her neck. She made sure every inch of skin that the coach could possibly com in contact with, except her face, was covered. And then, using the strength that his military training had given him, and surged to her body, she picked up the coach. He was very heavy for a man so lean. She stumbled slightly under his weight but she continued to hold him.
"MOVE TO THE SIDE!" she ordered to the students. Some of them stood there defiantly, but a large gust of wind came and swooped them to the side. So she did gain the powers of her victims......
Luckily the nurses station wasn't too far away, she didn't have that far to carry him. But could she carry a man that heavy for that long?
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Post by ghostlygeorge on Jul 28, 2007 23:40:59 GMT -5
George smiled weakly... Lily probably gained his strength and power. The pale girl was carrying the man to the nurse's office. George couldn't help bu feel proud. She pushed herself up and leaned against the wall. In the few short hours she had met Lily, she had been able to help the girl, and she fed her. Granted she did destroy a kitchen and cause a full groan man to fall unconscious. She did manage to do some good.
George closed her eyes, the crowd seemed to be dispersing. She could care less if they were concerned for her. All she wanted to do was sleep...and she did...
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Post by Bianco on Jul 28, 2007 23:52:16 GMT -5
Last post for right now: Hafta take a shower. I’ll be back on after. I swear!
Alexander became somewhat aware that he was no longer lying on the hard ground. But, he was in much more pain now that he was being moved. He moaned loudly as is eyes slowly opened. What the hell was going on? Slowly, he lifted his head and saw Lily. This was one really weird dream... but he was in too much pain for this to be a dream. He tried to focus, but found that he couldn’t so he just closed his eyes.
This eerily reminded him of the day that he was “accidentally” shot. Another marine had had to carry him to safety, before he was shot again. That was probably one of the stupidest things he’d ever done. Well, besides pulling Lily out of her chair. Now, that was done right idiotic. His eyes burst open when he realized that Lily was the one carrying him; he almost panicked, but didn’t have enough time to, as he passed out again.
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Post by Lily on Jul 29, 2007 0:03:06 GMT -5
Lily barely made it to the nurse when she gratefully laid him down on the couch. She may have gotten his strength, but it was slowly evaporating with every step she had taken. She sighed softly, and ran back to the spot. She was sure the nurse would know what to anyways.
She pushed past the crowd, and got back to George, and her bag. "Grorge.... George are you alright? " she asked looking at George, but still keeping her distance. She didn't want another accident to happen. She sighed as a few tears rolled slowly down her cheeks as everything seemed to weigh on her shoulders. She was a danger to everyone, and she now knew it.
[gah so short]
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