Umbridge High School Building, Saturday Evening

[nomutineer.livejournal.com]

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.

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Comments

Re: Across the School

[poison-pretty.livejournal.com]

Karla dove under the bow, aiming to grab Clint's feet. If she could catch him, perhaps she could pass him through the ground. Getting him stuck wasn't as good as knocking him out, but maybe if it took him awhile to get free, the worst would be over.

Re: Across the School

[hehasheart.livejournal.com]

Of all the places Clint was expecting Karla to grab him, his feet were not on the list. "You know what, forget this," he said, jumping to try to avoid her, before swinging at her with his bow again and turning to retreat.

Running from a student. This was the worst day ever.