Cut the Curtains

[Nova Bryant]

[[ Leon for you xD; ]]

Things were weird, it hadn't been long after that event. Her hands still felt the gun, even if she had not held it for two days. They still felt the warm blood covering them, even if it had long since been washed away. Her mind wouldn't let go the fact she had shot him. He who had left her to die, what reason was there to feel bad? Was she a horrible person fro questioning it?

Two days ago she had shot someone who had almost killed her.

Two days ago, she lied to the police.

'I was walking through the field and I saw him...'

Surely something she'd never believe and normally never do. Lie to authority figures? That was serious, it could get her in major trouble. Surely a place Nova had never been before. Trouble. Now, she could only pray that no one would ever know the truth.... To save her from trouble, but also to save Patrick. He did find a new look on life, right? A BETTER PERSON!! .... or something.

One could only hope.

Sitting under the stairwell, the dark haired girl looked across at the wall, speckled with various other shades of blue. Green eyes lost to the bland shapes of the wall. Her mind lost in the pit of darkness that had drawn a storm of thoughts and emotions. Dread, worry, fear, sorrow. Why was it that Nova always seemed to be so easily affected by everything? Why did strangest things keep her up at night.

Dark eyes contrasted with the white short sleeved sun dress. Eyes grew heavy as the speckles blended together. As if in a trace, she'd sit there, wanting to sleep... Yet at the same time, not wishing to fall asleep. To remember shooting him and remember the night of suffering. Carrying her own cross and being left to die. Little to no sleep at all, leaving her feeling like a zombie. Always wondering, why? why show up to class? Whispers, close contact with people, and the horrible feeling of being suffocated.

"Nova Bryant please report to the Supervisor's office."

Shaking her head, the girl once again got to her feet, moving slowly weaving through the crowds. Nova headed to the office. Was it because she found him? or her lack there of answers for the police? Or maybe something else. Regardless, she'd head to the office, knocking upon arrival. Fear and worry! What do? what do?

Hopefully it wasn't more questions.

What more could she say?

Wandering through the field, why? I felt uncomfortable at the school so I was heading home. No, of course she didn't say that. Tears win it all the time, right? What could they do?

[Mr. Kaar]

"Come in."

Leon would be standing next to the new desk, since the last one was destroyed, just like all the previous ones. He didn't like sitting at the desk anyways... It wasn't normal. He'd look to the girl heading into the office and to the computer playing back the events of a few nights ago. There was no volume but Leon had training in reading lips.

"Please, sit."

Leon would gesture to a seat. Comfurtable as hell, like Zack liked. Leon would walk over and close the door to the supervisors office so as to keep prying ears out of this conversation. Walking back to stand behind the desk he would say:

"So, why dont you tell me why Daniel Heart... Or Patrick O'Conner wanted you to shoot him."

[Nova Bryant]

Nova was nervous, although she wore a sullen expression. The events of the last while weighing heavily on her mind. She'd walk in and sit down. Everything was going fine, well until the supervisor asked a question... YES ONE WHICH she had never expected anyone to say. Who was to know about the goings on? After all, there was no one around...Right?

There was a tight feeling in her chest and she felt if she grew pale. Looking up at the man from behind her dyed hair, a frown across her face. There was a short period of time where her voice wouldn't come out. She tried nervously to talk.

What the heck could she do?

Obviously he knew she shot him...

What of Patrick?

Given a new chance to live and do it better... What would happen to him? Her mind wandered to dark places as she sat silently. After a few moments the only thing she said was,"I...Uh...."


[[sorry for the delay and the shortness D: I haven't posted in forever xD;;; ]]

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon watched the girl slowly grow worse in her silence. Until she finally produced some noises.

"Hmm, I think I asked too quickly, sorry. See No one else knows, or is going to know, I just want to know why... Why was he seeking retribution... From you? What in the past did he do to you, that he seeked you out and requested your vengeance?"

Leon asked this with enough legitament concern as he could. Leon was never friends with Patrick, as their paths had never really been crossed before. Leon still made note of the man though, his skills where above average, and he was a possible soldier Leon would want on his side.

"There isn't going to be any repricussions for his or your actions, I've got the statements of what happened taken care of, and the police are on the look out for big burly gang members with a grudge against the school."

[Nova Bryant]

What?

How did he know?

Nova sat in silence, her green gaze fell to the ground, black and purple hair falling over her eyes. She felt as if she grew pale in those moments. her hands were shaking as she once again sought the habit out. Her thumb nervously twisting the ring around her pointer finger. Both hands resting in her lap as she sat in the office. There was a tone change, did he seem worried? Or showing some kind of concern. it was rather odd.

Especially since he knew about what had happened.

If he knew that much, why was he questioning her.

Then out of nowhere he merely threw out the fact the police were off on another trail. yes, but why? Nova swallowed the saliva in her mouth, barely able to do so. Looking up at the blonde man, she opened her mouth to speak...... Nothing. Looking down once again, she'd remain silent.

Why was this coming up again?

Just when she thought she had escaped it.

Why?

[Mr. Kaar]

"Guess your the one student who isn't used to the corrupt system we live in."

Leon would say raising a hand to his face to adjust the shades covering his eyes.

"Look, calm down, take a deep breath, and relax. All I want to know is what Patrick did, if you have a heart attack in my office I'm going to feel bad."

Leon would stand up and move off to the side to fill a paper cup with water from the dispenser and then move to give it to her, maybe she could soften up that lump in her throat so she could speak.

"I look out for my students, but I can't do it blindly. I have to know what Patrick did, so I dont say something stupid and accidentily lead the wrong people in his direction. Or would you feel better if I continued to call him Daniel from now on?"

[Nova Bryant]

She was having such a difficult time. Her throat was dry, Nova looked up at the.. teacher? Supervisor, yes, that's what he was. He'd speak but it was getting difficult to concentrate, too many questions and worries filled her head. Why was she worrying so much? What was there to fear? Obviously he already spoke to Patrick, then what was the use in speaking to her?

Taking the water, she'd take a sip. Following that inhale slowly, trying to calm herself. Boy had she ever gotten herself into a state. What did it matter? The event didn't even take place while she was enrolled in this school. "I mean.. does it matter? I mean... it happened a long time ago.. at a different school all together. Should... that really matter?" Nova spoke quickly, trying her best not to stumble over her words or repeat herself.. Also trying to eliminate the use of 'uhm' in her question.

"I'm sorry sir. I know you are being nice, but what importance does the event have? I mean...yeah."

Daniel? Was that the name he was going by? Did he tell her that? Simple things seemed to flee from her thoughts, she'd look up at the supervisor.

"Lead people to him?.... I thought..."

Was he covering for Patrick?

[Mr. Kaar]

"Looks like I have to give information before I get it. This is going to be a long explanation."

Leon would sit on the corner of his desk and fold his hands in his lap before speaking.

"Patrick O'Conner is undoubtedly trying to hide his identity, for what reasons I'm unsure, but I'm pretty sure someone doesn;t change their whole identity from name to accent unless they are hiding from something, or someone. Depending on what he did to you that would cause him to hand you a gun and plea for you to take your revenge by pulling the trigger and ending his life, would tell me the kinds of depths he sank to, the kinds of determination other people he mite of hurt mite have to claim retribution against him."

Leon would continue only this time he would make eye contact.

"People dont usually allow something like that to drift into the back of their minds to vanish, and then hesitate to take their revenge when the object of all the fear and anger is before them."

Leon would look away finally, adjusting his sun glasses he thought back.

"I should know, I was once known as The God of Revenge a long time ago... Look Patrick now works for me, and is under my protection, what happened doesn't matter, if your talking about surface value, but it does matter to know what kinds of pains he is running from, so I can help him when the time comes."

[Nova Bryant]

Drinking back the last of the water, the dark haired girl sighed to herself. Listening to the voice of the man and the buzzing of his office lights, the murmur of people in the halls. She was feeling slightly more calm, with the passing of the supervisor's explanation. Although the question lingered, was it alright for her to tell?

I guess....Maybe I should just get it over with.... it's not like it matters or was anything horrible... right?...Ugh..

Sighing once more, she'd bring her hand up to her cheek, resting the back of her cold hands against her jaw for a moment before dropping it back down into her lap. Straightening up and looking past the man, as if to simulate attempted eye contact. It was easy for a moment, but whens he went to speak, her green gaze dropped down to the ground.

"Well, let's call it a random bout of violence. I merely walked into him...Even though I apologized he still did what he did." She'd pause and her voice grew quiet once more. Her mind thinking once more of the creak of the chains as the axle swayed with her. Closing her eyes, the girl took a deep breath and then continued to tell him.... very slowly. How she had accidentally bumped into Patrick, how he had tried to fight her, how she had found herself in the shop class. The torment of him playing with her broken jaw whilst talking to her of his plan...and finally hanging from the school on the axle. Not going too far into details and picking up speed in certain places.

"And that is what happened."