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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"Congratulations," Tahiri told him, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear as she wandered over. "I actually mean that."

"Congratulations on what?" Alex asked, glancing up at her. "Surviving the speech or the fucking vikings?"

"The speech, the Vikings, Fandom . . ." Tahiri grinned wryly. "I can't decide which, but all of it feels like an accomplishment."

"You're not gonna cry on me now, are you?" Alex asked, unable to resist a small smile, at least.

"I'm a nanosecond away from breaking out the waterworks," Tahiri said deadpan. "Please. I grew up in the desert; I try not to waste water if I can possibly help it."

"Yeah well, congratulations to you too," Alex said begrudgingly. "I"m surprised they found a gown that didn't completely obscure you!"

What, he couldn't be too nice.

"Amazing, isn't it?" Tahiri retorted, a little bit feisty but still mostly good-natured about it. "If I had to do any last-minute creative wardrobe adjustment with tape, I admit to nothing. And you -- you actually almost looked dignified in yours."

"I make anything look good," Alex decided, pulling on the sleeves of his robe. "This thing is gigantic and I could hide about five tons of alcohol under here so it's a multifaceted piece of clothing."

"It feels like swimming in fabric," Tahiri agreed, frowning. "But definitely useful for concealing things. Please tell me you didn't actually hide five tons of alcohol under there?"

"Please," Alex said, rolling his eyes. "If I needed alcohol, I wouldn't conceal that. I'd be carrying it around for all to share. I'm sure some of the parents here wouldn't mind a lick."

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