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fandomhigh2012-07-28 08:48 am
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Umbridge High School Building, Saturday Evening
There were some clouds hanging around the spires of Umbridge High School, but not enough; there was an overlaying sense that there shouldn't be as much sunlight shining down on it as there was.
It was quiet. Kind of. There was tension in the air, a wound-up strung-up thing that ensnared the school. Somehow it seemed as if even the birds didn't want to touch down on the building itself, and the gates seemed to fold into themselves, even if they weren't quite shut.
And all that on a weekend, too.
[[wait for the ocd up! ]]
It was quiet. Kind of. There was tension in the air, a wound-up strung-up thing that ensnared the school. Somehow it seemed as if even the birds didn't want to touch down on the building itself, and the gates seemed to fold into themselves, even if they weren't quite shut.
And all that on a weekend, too.
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Re: The Library - The Assault
Re: The Library - The Assault
Jack held up his finger as if to say give me a moment. Jack then took a brief second to push his nausea and focus at the task at hand.
"I'm fine," he said stealing his nerve and pulling out his gun. "Let's do this."