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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"Are you offering to help with it?" she had her own thought to wonder about.

"And if I am?" He wasn't, not really, but why admit that?

"I'm not doing shit in a hot air balloon," Rose warned, smirking a lot.

"Wuss," Alex equipped, smirking. "Lightweight."

"Please. Like you can't think of anything better than a hot air balloon?" Rose said. "Seriously, where's the fun? Lots of ropes, sure, but you pull wrong and the WHOLE BALLOON DEFLATES."

"And if you know how to work the thing, then you join the mile high club without the fear of a stewardess banging on the door while you're banging your sweetie," he retorted.

"One, been there, done that." Sorry for the TMI, Alex. "Two, the whole possibility of the stewardess catching you is kind of half the point."

"You really wanna be told to go back to your seat mid sex?" Alex asked, shaking his head. "That'd kind of ruin the mood for me."

"Or you just don't get caught," she said with a shrug.

"Didn't you just say that was half the fun?" Alex wondered, shaking his head. "You're just full of contradictions."

"I said the possibility was!" Rose protested. "And thank you, I completely agree. It's a charm of mine."

"See, I was going more for annoying part of you but whatever floats your boat," Alex said, snickering.

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