Who: Alisha and Sirius
Where: Sirius' hideaway
When: June 10th
What: Alisha gets to see his chamber of secrets and possibly have something done about her power.

( Over the river and through the woods... )

WHO: Sheska, Rudy, Bro, Dave, Sirius, possibly Laura... pretty much anyone in the first section
WHAT: Bullies, Rudy, Striders, and magic - as divided
WHEN: Part 1: pretty much any day all week. Part 2: Thursday after school. Part 3: Wednesday evening. Part 4: Wednesday afternoon
WHERE: Part 1: school yard. Part 2: the city between school and the apartments. Part 3: Sheska's apartment. Part 4: Marauder's
WARNINGS: Unfettered adorableness

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( Schoolyard bullies: An everyday occurrence )

( High school romance: Shy love )

( Striders: An apartment full of manly men [and feels] )

( (Part Four) Protective Charm: A Magical Experience )

What: Choose your own adventure ;D Whatever happens, happens.
Who: Teenage Bro Strider and anyone who has the nerve to come near him.
When: June 11
Where: School/Juanes

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A. [school; morning]

[Morning classes? What morning classes? Before the bell rings, he's in the hallways, but after, he's nowhere to be found. At least, not for a good ten minutes, when the teachers and (most of) the students are safely tucked away in the classrooms. It's then that he appears again, making his way to an empty music room to chill and kick back until next period.

Hey, they tell him he has to come to school. Well, he's in school, and let's face it, classes run a lot more smoothly when he isn't in them. He can be found with his feet up on a table, meticulously tuning an electric guitar.]

B. [school; lunch break & afternoon]

[After he ducks into the cafeteria for a few minutes, he heads out to the bleachers for a cigarette or five. When it starts to rain, he retreats underneath them, remaining there for the rest of the school day.]

C. [juanes; after school]

[He's sat at one of the tables in the food court with a Cola that smells suspiciously like it's been laced with something to give it a little more.. kick. There's a sketchbook open on the table, and he has two coloured pencils tucked behind one ear and one held between his teeth as he draws with another.

In keeping with the style of unsettling graffiti that has been cropping up over the city, he's doodling one of his ironic comics. Don't worry. You're probably not ironic enough to get it.]

Hey, can we talk? Kind of freaking out over here.

wasnt me.

So is there a mall around here, or am I just missing it?

Mmkay! Soooooo- Some council members are cheering you on during lunch with some Good-Luck-On-Your-Finals edible pencils.



Like so. They come in peppermint, watermelon, mixed, orange, banana, lime, sour, and cherry --and the rod in the pencil is also edible so we're not poisoning you, no worries! Ahhh, they don't have an eraser so we'll give you one of those nice pink ones with it.

It's really for everyone's benefit to buy those. The money gained from those plus some leftover money we had (I am such a good treasurer) goes towards a post-finals end of the school year party that the council will have a Dinks seal of approval on. It'll be really really awesome, I swear.

Also they're really cool pencils?

Sooooo yeah! If you have any last minute ideas or anything bring them to me and I'll see if we can work them in.

Except 'lunar fever' isn't a real medical condition. The only thing closest to what keeps happening here are reoccurring cases of mass psychogenic illness. People freaking out because other people freak out, like when everybody thought any white powder was anthrax. It's psychosomatic.

You also can't admit someone to a hospital against their will unless they pose a threat to themselves or others. Do I look like I'm either of those things? It's not a crime to point out other people are acting crazy, especially when I'm not one of them!

I heard some girl already peaced out, lucky for her. But can somebody check me out of the hospital already? They're backed up treating other people with the "fever," but I'd rather not get a shot of whatever voodoo they think is medicine in this place.

Then again, I've apparently got out of hospitals before, so I'll figure something out.