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.

[Open for your umlaut-ridden pleasure! Audience | Grads: Fight! | Grads: Hide! | Aftermath | OOC]

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Kjartan was looking for easy prey, but a girl was a bit too easy, especially one who only looked to be carrying a piece of wood. Still, he could not be picky when there was fighting to be done, so he roared at the girl, to see if she would run away in fear of his might.

Dru had faced zombies, vampires, and a whole bunch of other scary Real World denizens. A smelly human guy with a battle axe? Strangely enough, he wasn't all that scary.

Far from running away at his roar, she planted her feet and hefted the bat. "Come on big boy. Let's see what you've got."

Ah, a girl with some strength in her. Perhaps this would be a good fight after all. Kjartan roared again, and ran at her, swinging his sword at her head.

There were benefits to being short and slim, it made ducking out the sword's way pretty easy. Dru followed up the ducking action with a swift swing towards the Viking's nearest knee.

Kjartan roared and swung back wildly at the girl's arm. A blow for a blow would be fair, especially since her weapon packed more of a punch than he expected.

Who said life was fair? She just managed to dodge out of the way of the blow although one of the sleeves of her graduation gown was suddenly vented to the cooler evening air.

Moving fast, Dru tried to get into position to take a swing at his other knee.

"Rarr!" Kjartan yelled as he fell to his knees, which only caused more pain. Clearly, they had underestimated this place and its people. Sword still in hand, Kjartan tried to stand before she could swing that infernal bat at him again.

This time it wasn't a swing as it was a short thump to the Viking's temple. Hopefully it would be enough of a blow to knock him out for the duration.

It was probably a good thing that Kjartan fell over into mere unconsciousness, instead of dying of embarrassment at being beaten by a girl. He might never live this down.

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

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