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[Selena]

Danae watched that loud redheaded woman from earlier storm out of the dorms and rush towards Rek with her fist ready to greet his face. And there, Danae began to cheer, hoping that she'd clock him a good one. She watched with anticipation, and for the first time in a while, she was truly amused. Then, just as Fiona was about to make contact, everybody vanished and that stupid girl fell face first on to the ground. Danae's face fell.

And then, naturally, the magic people starting talking about the motives behind such an attack and how wrong it was. She sighed. At least Milo had the right idea! She smirked as she saw him throwing eggs at his own dorm. Perhaps she'd misjudged him earlier. Perhaps she could tolerate his presence so long as he was on her vandalizing team. Then he opened his mouth and started to rant. She tuned him out.

A few of the Terrors began to leave, bored and paranoid the campus security would show up. Danae was out of ammunition, with the exception of what neon pink spray paint she had left in her very empty can. What to do, what to do? Flee? Tell them all to shut up? Paint Tony's hair pink?

"Don't bash the Superbowl, ginger kid," Danae said at long last. "It's violent. And since we can't have gladiators in this day and age, it and hockey are the last things we have that harkon back to the days of bloody satisfaction."

She brought the can of spray paint back up and started to write again, this time picking the phrase, 'SPARTACUS DOES NOT APPROVE OF THIS DORM.' And then, at long last, her can ran dry, and she tossed the empty metal thing off to the side, leaving it for some Boulder to pick up.

She walked towards Fiona, and then looked skyward. "You make it sound as if the Terrors know no better. While that's certainly right for some of them, you're forgetting the people like me. Spoiled, no. Ungrateful, most certainly. And a vandal, why yes, I am. The queen of them, I might dare say. Oh, just love making people squirm and panic."

She then moved in front of Tony, getting right in his face, grinning as if Lucifer had recently acquired a fresh new soul in some demonic deal. "As for you, my young man, I have every right to do what I did. Why? Because I found eggs. Reason be damned, hell, it's just fun. Thwarting their revenge is also quite fun. Let's not over-analyze things too much, hm?"

Edited by Selena, 03 February 2006 - 07:31 PM.

[Phoenix Reborn]

ooc: i would just like to point out that i caused no damage to the boulder house... some of the previous posts seem like people think i did. i threw no eggs at it or anything of the sort.

[Delphi]

OOC: Umm...where? I don't see anything that accused you of such. Unless I missed something.

[Ken the Wandering Soul]

Daniel had been outside the dorm building, taking a look at the events just happening. The flyer shook his head, and left.

"Both are wrong, yet they are both right at the same time. Fascinating how human nature allows such a paradox to exist."

Daniel continued back to the Wind dorm, muttering his observations to himself.

"One speaks of the freedom to do as one pleases, and the other criticises, saying that such should be held back. The first breaks the rules, and the second speaks of doing what is 'right'..."

Daniel sighed.

"Is it possible to find a 'friend' in place where chaos and order battle?"

[Goose]

The girl was in his face, which Tony didn't like.

"OK, have it your way. I just dont wanna be the one who has to drag your carcass to the hospital once they're done with you. Because they will get their revenge, and I"ll doubt any of you will have the foresight to be able to thwart it, and they'll frikken kill you. Oh, and by the way, you have bad breath, I"ve heard that brushing your teath more than once a week can help that."

Tony turned, and started to walk away, some people just couldn't be helped.

[Toan]

Inside Room 417 of the Wave's dormitory, a certain Zora was wrapped tightly in sheets, fast asleep. The shades were closed and the curtains were drawn over the window. It was pleasantly cool and dark within the room.

With a creak, the door of Room 417 slowly crept open. A beam of light from the well lit hallway shot into the room, racing across a slowly thickening line of assorted furniture and contents of the room, Toan's right eyelid included. He squeezed his eye further shut subconsciously and slowly rolled over.

Unfortunately there was no mattress where he rolled.

In a wild lovemaking of physics and drama, Toan's eye's popped open and met Kevin's upside-down sillouete in the doorway. "Hello...?" Kevin raised a hand and waves slowly back, his expression indistinguishable with the lack of light on his face. Toan glanced up and found the floor, a mere two feet away. "Uhhh..." He squirmed and swung slightly. "...uh oh." Trapped in a seemingly unique position, Toan found he was swinging upside-down still wrapped tightly in his makeshift cocoon of sheets. He squirmed slightly, and dropped an inch. Kevin stood frozen in the doorway. Without warning, the only support the sheets provided left, and in a flash of sheets and scales, Toan landed painfully in a twisted heap on the floor. Luck is a worthy adversary, isn't it?

Toan sat up and rubbed his head. *Whump* How polite, his pillow joined the floor party. Kevin edged his way around the very outskirts of the room, his back to the wall, one eye on Toan and the other where he was headed, so to speak. He grabbed his two books and fled from the room speedier than Tony might've been able to run, bumping into the shades on the window as he passed. They flew up and smashed against the top of the window, showering the room in a brilliant glow. Toan squinted and drowsily summoned the willpower to meander his way toward the window.

Glancing out, his eyes slid in and out of focus. Distantly, he saw some commotion over at the Boulder dormitory. He tried to concentrate, and spotted a glimmer of hot pink. The Zora unconsciously raised an eyebrow. Closing the shades, he began his trek over there.

Oh, of course, something had to attack him on the way. Just as he was approaching a crowd of people, a bird twittered in a nearby tree. Toan walked under it and cooed at the bird; birds are fun creatures, after all. Just then, a vicious backpack with a desire for seafood lept out of the tree, threatening Toan's very existance. He nimbled nodged out of the way of this Zora-eating beast, and watched it steadily for its next move. Toan was ready to retaliate. The backpack lay there like a slug; it was it's only defense. Toan took the intiative and nodded toward his worthy opponent. It rose into the air, arcing magificiently, until crashing against the trunk of the tree. The birds flew out. Paper and books filled the air, the insides of the bag splattering like a horrific auto-accident. Toan was victorious!

Several of the surrounding students simply stared. Toan felt their glare and crept closer towards the building, listening in on the arguement. Finally, Toan sat on the ground, his back resting against a clean patch of a sticky and pink building behind him.

"...I"ve heard that brushing your teath more than once a week can help that."

Edited by Toan, 04 February 2006 - 12:43 AM.

[Jaina]

Milo flicked his eyes to the girl he remembered to be named Danae. "Whatever, all I know is I got stuck in this jock infested dorm and I could personally careless about sports." Milo said flicking his eyes to the dorm building that now resembled a giant easter egg then a building.

"And my hair isnt ginger, ginger is more of an orange tint, I prefer to think of it more as a burgandy color." Milo said winking. He glanced over at the other guys and girls around him and grimaced.

"Anyways, I hate to leave this fun but I am going to go shower, I smell like eggs." Milo said and saluted. He winked at Fiona who was still standing there and threw the last egg he was holding at her before bolting towards the door.

"You know Billy our dorm is being egged." He said to a passer by who was exiting the door. The guy suddenly glanced at Milo and then out the door confirming what he said before racing back through the doors to go gather troops.

"Morons." Milo thought to himself as he headed back up the stairs to his room. Once inside he gathered a white tshirt, tan button up shirt and a black pair of slacks, towel, and shampoo and headed towards the mens bathroom/shower.

"Damn kids and their copying my look.." He thought to himself as he went and showered. "This is the first time I didnt put that dye in my hair when I showered." He thought to himself as the color drained out of his hair. Of course anyone who had payed attention would have realized he wasnt a natural red, but black. Any girl knew that the color of your eyebrows signified what color you naturally had and Milo had black hair.

"I guess having my natural color is horribly different then the rest." He thought to himself as he stepped out of the shower and dressed.

"Man this is different." He said glanced at his reflection of black hair looking back. "Well mom would be proud." He thought as he glanced at the dryer that was plugged into the wall and dryed and styled his hair.

Afterwards he looked down at his watch, "i guess I should be going to writing class." He said as he gathered up his stuff and once again headed out the dorm building.

[Delphi]

Hearing the great fight between the tree dwelling beast, Annika looked over to see what in the world had happened. As the fish boy from earlier crept over to hide by the dorm, our redheaded mischief maker decided she had enough of torturing all the people with stick up their arse and went ot talk to the fish.

"Hello again, Fish-man," Annika greeted Toan brightly. "So...what'd that backpack do to deserve your fury?"

[Toan]

Toan had found a small stone on the ground. It was small, ovalish, and quite smooth.

"Hello again, Fish-man." Toan looked up and spotted Annika, the girl from earlier with the candy. "So...what'd that backpack do to deserve your fury?"

Toan lept up animated and gestured toward the tree. "That thing tried to kill me!" Still slightly pumped up from his death-defying battle, he hurled the round stone high into the air, aimed at the general direction the tree was in. The Zora didn't bother watching to see where the rock went. Looking back at the candy girl, Toan inquired, "W-..what happened here?" He gestured the crowd and the pink wall.

[Delphi]

"Umm...well..." Annika gave her most convinving smile. "It's really nothing important. Just a scuffle. Besides, not your dorm or mine, correct?" She didn't exactly feel like relating the whole thing again. What with the eggs, and the Boulders and the Waves, and the throwing and the telekenisis, the fire, the guy who thought he was all that, and the mayhem and the PINK! No. Just no.

"Absolutely nothing. On the upside, it's now over and the man eating tree didn't get you! Right?"

Man eatting tree...was it really a student or something? She'd heard of kite eating tree, but never a flesh eating one. Besides the ones that ate bugs but those don't count. Maybe it was really Rek's backpack that tried to eat him. Who knows what a psycho like him would keep in there! She actually entertained the idea of something rabid in a backpack but eventually dropped the thought, dismissing it as too much work to keep quiet until needed.

[Ken the Wandering Soul]

Daniel took his time heading back to the dorm, since he knew he had enough time before his next class started. He took a glance over to see Toan talking with Annika. He sighed and turned back to look where he was heading.

Daniel rolled his shoulders back a few times in a futile attempt to relieve the aching in his back. He decided that for certain this time, there would no more flying--and he could not retract the wings. This would definitely make things harder for the rest of the days, but it would have to be dealt with.

The walk back would take awhile, but Daniel did not mind. The low humming coming from his energy-feathers was not terribly good, but it was not annoying.

[Toan]

Toan looked from Annika to the wall, and back to Annika.

"Whole lotta nothing, then..." He gave a weak chuckle after it. "No dead fish today!"

Toan looked around - he was never usually one for crowds - or at least, crowds looking at him weird. Recalling a phrase he heard once on TV, he gave it a spin.

"Hey, let's 'blow this joint'."

[Delphi]

(Well since some interest was expressed in this again I might as well.)

Annika glanced at Toan with a strange, unreadable expression across her tanned features. And once again she was over taken with a fit of giggles.

"You sound like my dad when he tries to use slang! Oooooooooh man, you're a riot, fish man!" She managed so squeeze out between hoots of laughter and gasps for breath. Finally able to get control of herself again she smiled one of those open, geniune smiles. "But sure. We can 'blow this joint.' Where shall we blow off to?"

[Toan]

Toan certainly hadn't expected his first-time usage of slang to be so effective! Looking around wildly for an answer, it came to him rather suddenly in the form of a sheet of paper carried by the wind from a rather defeated tree, with some debri from a bag next to it. Toan's face halted the paper's wild journey.

'Course, Toan didn't know what it was. He looked it over and saw that History was now!

"This says we need to go to History!" Crumpling the paper and tossing it aside, he seized Annika's left hand and pulled her as he began the trek to class.

[Delphi]

"Ah history. One of my favorite subjects. Besides chemistry. But not every class can have caustic chemicals I guess... On we go! You know anything about this teacher?" Annika chattered on, quite oblivious to whether Toan was paying attention or not.

"I hope it's someone that knows what they're doing. You know, actually reads books instead of watching movies? I hate those teachers. Hopefully they're just the ones you get in Junior High and High School. Probably have to screen for people like that in Uni, huh?"

[Selena]

Right, well, the fun was over. The Terrors had all run low on eggs and spray paint, and to top things off... campus security finally showed up. The Terrors scrambled in every direction, piling into cars that were still operational, free from Rek's little telekinetic attacks. Others sprinted across campus or off into the gardens nearby. Danae didn't really fear rent-a-cops much. And that's pretty much what they were. None in proper physical condition and all looking none too bright.

But she wasn't about to let herself get caught, naturally. So she left everyone behind, sprinting behind the Boulder dorm and off towards the parking lot, losing any potential pursuers after running in an out of lines of parked vehicles. After a while, she turned to look behind her, and seeing that no one was there, she paused for a moment. Well, now what?

She didn't want to go to class. That was for certain. She wanted to go explore the city. That would be much more interesting. The people here were all... odd. Either moral, upstanding archmages or fish. She needed to get out and mingle with normal people again. Well, maybe not mingle. But at least be reminded that they could exist.

So she got into her car, its roaring engine filling her ears with its familiar howl. She rapidly reversed out of her parking spot and slammed on the accelerator after manually changing gears, racing out of the campus parking lot and getting on the nearest freeway, heading into the main part of the city at speeds that were far away from legal.

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So Danae skipped her class, and resigned herself to sitting in some smoke filled bar, sitting there puffing on a cigarette. She didn't speak to anyone. She watched, as she always did. Something interesting, that people watching. She generally hated people, but never minded watching them, observing human interaction and behavior. Danae made up for her lack of socialization by watching others do it. It was just... interesting.

But she had really needed that cigarette. And a beer. At least she had somewhere to spend time while campus security tried to round up the Terrors who had been egging the Boulder dorm. It's be clear by nightfall, surely. Maybe a little before.

She frowned. Danae needed a mission. It wasn't often that she hadn't had a source of motivation. Mission would be good. Maybe in time.

[Goose]

Tony sat down. Well, there was nothing else to do. He was bored. Uni was boring. He didn't really party much, he studied a bit, and then he went to bed most nights.

That morning had been the most interesting thing to happen in ages, and now he was sitting in a lecture trying to think about anything else other than marshal McLuhan and his stupid medium theory.

He wished that something exiting would happen, like a fire, or a ballet performance with hippos on cocaine dancing around in frilly underwear while a mouse conducted an orchestra of other random magical animals.


But, nothing of the sort was happening. He was just sitting in the lecture slowly falling aslee.....................................










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Wha............. what the? Whats going on?


Everybody was running out of the lecture theater screaming. Most of them had looks of fear on their faces, but some couldn't help smiling. Something had happened. And for those alarms to go off, it had to be big.


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and it was.