fandomhigh | Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2011, Saturday Early Evening PART 2!

Once all the graduates had returned to their seats, with their diplomas, Zoe turned to address the audience.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present --- ee da tuo da bien!”

No one should translate that. Just know that it wasn’t Chinese for ‘funky looking red and green spacecraft twice the size of the school that just zoomed in to hover above the lawn.’

A beam of eerie green light shining down from it, straight onto the stage, and from that pool of light stepped... no, surged, a horde of men in hairy, horny helmets, waving battle axes and growling in ...something Nordic? Eric could tell you, if he could make it to the stage, but unfortunately ? Not so much.

Those other beams of light that shot from the ship took care of that issue. Both the audience bleachers and the area of the stage roped off for the faculty were enclosed by shimmering fields of energy that let air and light through, but were frustratingly solid to the touch.

Sadly for the graduates, there was no annoying force-field separating them from the hairy-hatted men -- who were headed straight for the Fandom High Class of 2011.

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Johan and Brohan did everything together (well, just about everything), so obviously, they were going to go after the same girl. Right up until she yanked their axes away.

"A norn! Hún hefur yfir vopn okkar!" Johan cried out, approaching Tahiri more carefully. Brohan followed right behind him, curling his hands into fists. He didn't need his axe to fight a girl.

[[A witch! She has possessed our weapons!]]

Edited 2011-04-30 21:03 (UTC)

Especially a tiny, barefoot, scrawny-looking one, right? Right.

"You really don't want to do this, you know," Tahiri told them, circling easily to keep them both in front of her. "Honestly, you picked a really bad time to drop by."

No, they probably shouldn't have chosen such a crowded time to take over, but this would make it easier to invade everyone at the same time! Johan and Brohan circled Tahiri for a moment as well, before Brohan yelled and aimed a punch at her head.

Yay for Jedi reflexes; Tahiri canted her head to the side to dodge the punch easily (the yelling actually meant the reflexes weren't entirely necessary, so thanks for that, Brohan) and darted in close to push at his chest with one open palm.

That didn't look like an incredibly powerful or effective attack, but when she put a good strong telekinetic shove behind it, appearances just might be deceiving.

It really didn't look that powerful, which was why Brohan was surprised by how far he flew. Johan was at his side in a moment, shooting a fearful glance at Tahiri, and it only took a few muttered words between them for them to grab for their weapons and flee, trying to resist the urge to scream in the process. Surely, there were easier enemies to fight among the crowd? Ones that weren't tiny, scrawny witches? They could hope, at least.

Hey, that was actually a pretty smooth fight, Tahiri realized, and not terribly violent, which was a good thing.

"Try not to pick on anyone else," she called after them as they fled. "I'd really hate to have to do that again."

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