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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She didn't speak Icelandic, but his tone and the gestures let her have a pretty good guess at his words.

Bitch, please.

"I don't want to hurt you," she said, aiming her blaster. "So why don't you and your friends go back to your ship and go home?"

Well, if she was going to point something at him, then she left him with no choice but to fight. So sad, really. With a roar, he ran towards her and swung his hammer, aiming for that pretty weapon of hers.

Leia squeezed off one shot before dodging to the left. She just hoped she had the stun setting high enough. This guy looked solid.

The blast hit Skorri in the shoulder, and--ooh, that was a tingly feeling he hadn't felt before. He stopped in his tracks and shook his head, like that would help. Then, he tried to swing his hammer again, but there wasn't quite as much force behind it. What was that thing she had in her hand?

Leia danced backward, adjusting the settings on the blaster as she did so. She didn't want to kill the viking unless necessary, but hopefully a stronger stun setting would work this time. She fired again.

The second blast hit Skorri mid-swing, and he nearly spun from dropping his hammer on the ground. "Ah, hvað kæri stjörnur," he said, before hitting the ground as well. That was going to hurt in the morning.

[[Ah, what lovely stars.]]

Leia moved cautiously forward and prodded him with her foot. Satisfied he was down for the count, she turned to look for anyone else who might need help.

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