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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He turned his hand in time to make it a slightly less vicious slice across the back of his wrist, but still, ow. Not own enough to make him drop the sword, but ow enough to make him step back and stop playing nice-nice.

Both hands on the hilt of his sword, he rushed forward at her, planning to bring it up under her chin and knock her out with the flat.

Which was waaaaaaaaaaaaaay closer to decapitation than Kennedy really wanted to come, thanks. Way, way closer.

"Okay, really? I didn't want to resort to the cheap shots," she complained.

But, you know, there was her sword coming up to (hopefully) parry his, and one booted foot swinging up at riiiiiiiiiiight about crotch level.

So you know how Gunssar up there (http://fandomhigh.livejournal.com/2827079.html?thread=177261639#t177261639)? Gunssar the Glass-Jawed?

Holger went to the same elementary school. By which we mean Gunssar was his mother's sister's kid and people thought it was funny to give them matching nicknames, only Holger's didn't end in "jaw."

Holger gler-eistum crumpled to the ground, clutching his groin.

Edited 2011-05-01 05:29 (UTC)

"Really didn't have to end this way," Kennedy informed him, shaking her head sadly. "But no, you had to make with the grabby hands."

Although, just for good measure? She'd totally try to knock him out with the pommel of her sword now.

Holger whined a little while she spoke, but he was in no condition to block the blow.

He did manage to gasp out, "Hvílík kona!" before he lost consciousness, though.

Sorry, Ken. You've collected an admirer.

[*What a woman!]

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