Zoe Winchester (
bigdamnprincipal) wrote in
fandomhigh2012-04-28 11:26 am
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Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2012, Early Saturday Evening (Part 2)
Were you all enjoying your graduation, children? Ingvar certainly hoped you were. It was so much fun, after all! Though... it could be a little more fun, couldn't it? It felt as if something was missing somehow. Something to really make it... fun.
Ingvar knew what it was.
And so, while the graduates were still on and around the stage, the earth began to rumble. Large black clouds of smoke pushed out of Ingvar's volcano and into the air, obscuring the sky and the moon. Soon, the air was covered in a thick black blanket of darkness.
The tune of the rumbling shifted.
Around the stage, clear protective walls sprung up. This was not Fandom's first tango on graduation day, thank you. She knew how to take care of what was hers.
Unfortunately, Ingvar knew its mother well. Moments later, it began to rain: a thick downpour of familiar plastic poppets in varying levels of creepiness, but also nice, brown, fluffy ...red-eyed, sharp-clawed teddy bears. And leading the charge, teeth-first--
"DROP BEARS!"
[OCD is up! Have at it! Audience | Grads: Fight! | Grads: Hide! | Aftermath | OOC 1 | OOC 2]
Ingvar knew what it was.
And so, while the graduates were still on and around the stage, the earth began to rumble. Large black clouds of smoke pushed out of Ingvar's volcano and into the air, obscuring the sky and the moon. Soon, the air was covered in a thick black blanket of darkness.
The tune of the rumbling shifted.
Around the stage, clear protective walls sprung up. This was not Fandom's first tango on graduation day, thank you. She knew how to take care of what was hers.
Unfortunately, Ingvar knew its mother well. Moments later, it began to rain: a thick downpour of familiar plastic poppets in varying levels of creepiness, but also nice, brown, fluffy ...red-eyed, sharp-clawed teddy bears. And leading the charge, teeth-first--
"DROP BEARS!"
[OCD is up! Have at it! Audience | Grads: Fight! | Grads: Hide! | Aftermath | OOC 1 | OOC 2]

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Are you being careful, Warren?
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"Thanks, Momoko," he laughed, kind of clinging for dear life.
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Buuut, she was being good (and his dad was in the audience... no giving his dad a heartattack!) so she returned him to the ground safe and sound.
"Happy happy happy birthday!" Someone was a bit hyper, yes. "Here!" She pulled a small present from her pocket. "You are TOTALLY hard to buy for, so you only get one present! I hope you like them?"
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"Oh, wow." And how a pair of cuff links could make Warren Worthington go breathless was anybody's best guess, but there had been so much thought behind them... "These are beautiful. Thank you."
He wasn't even going to wait. He was putting them on right then and there.
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She wasn't opposed to another hug, was she? Initiated by Warren, this time, with arms and wings both? Because words were kind of catching in his throat, and that seemed like the best way to say all the same things anyhow.
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Momoko had no issues with the arms or the wings; hugs were always the best returns!
"Don't cry on your birthday!!" Yes, she'd noticed. "They're totally nothing like the real thing, but you're not you without wings."
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Still, Warren couldn't help but sniffle, just the once, before giving her one more tight squeeze and then easing off a little.
"I'm not crying," he insisted. "I'm just... there's some... drop bear drool in my eye."
Or something. Shush.
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Lucivar was
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"Lucivar... He's the one with the wings, from Karla's picnic, right? Who was eating all the honey-pears? Do you really think he would?"
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He was kind of on a countdown, was the thing.
"And you're a friend of mine, and more importantly, a friend of Karla. All you'd have to do is show up, and he'd probably have you involved in drills in no time."
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His name totally sounded like it.
"Do you think Mister Lucivar maybe has slots open, say, in the afternoons? I totally don't know why all training has to happen so early."
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He stifled a chuckle at the thought.
"It'll be when he decides to teach you, or..." A pause. "Actually, there won't be any 'not at all.' If you want Lucivar to show you how to fight, you'll be doing it on his terms, period. Which means early mornings or else he'll come get you himself and then throw you into a lake."
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"If you get time, while I'm here, you totally have to show me some of your flying moves, too. Okay? I don't get to do much flying, so I'm probably rusty, but think you can show me a thing or two?"
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"Are you busy right now?"
He had dinner plans that he was dreading that evening. And then after that, he imagined that he was going to want to take off with the boyos and get very, very drunk. But right now? He appeared to be free, right now.
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He spread his wings again, and then leapt upward with a flap and a grin.
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