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Post by Zack Asiv on Feb 26, 2016 12:54:32 GMT -8
Stevie: Stevie is able to rip at the pin with her spur sliding it hard metal on metal until it finally gave way.
Richard: Richard's more... Around the block style would get his wanted result pulling another pin out of the door.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Feb 26, 2016 14:11:36 GMT -8
After pulling out the pin, I would notice Richard had the second one.
"I can go look for something unless you want me to use you as a step?"
I he wanted to be the step, I would move to the last pin. If he would have rather I find something, I would leave the last pin for him. Either way, The door would be ready for me to kick it after I came in through the ceiling tiles.
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Post by Richard Stock on Feb 27, 2016 9:55:09 GMT -8
Richard pulled out the pin and looked at his small victory. And then he looked back at his hand which was now a mortifyingly dirty mess. He frowned, dissatisfied. Slowly and deliberately, he would then take the position he did before, bracing himself as a step. His first reasoning... he wanted to get in, out fast. The fact that no one had spotted them and became leery became more and more suspicious by the moment.
Richard would take a moment to see if the hallway they were in had any visible cameras...
At any rate, he had more... hair and saliva, but Stevie had the spur which would be simpler and easier to undo the pin with.
He cupped his hands and waited.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Feb 27, 2016 12:25:22 GMT -8
I pulled the last pin out quickly and glanced around once more before giving Richard an apologetic glance. Climbing up on his hands, then shoulders, i'd move the top tile and climb into the ceiling. I'd look down and grin.
"Step away from the door. When it falls, id rather in not hurt you."
Moving over, i'd Move above a tile and drop down dramatically into a defensive stance.
"I just thought I'd drop in for a bit!"
If I had time, I would kick the door open. If not, I'd ready up for a fight.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Feb 27, 2016 21:35:31 GMT -8
Stevie would drop in with plenty of time to kick the door down, looking around she would find a simple office space turned into a barracade of upturned desks and chairs. Behind one particularly small computer chair with four flimsy wheels a man would be easily seen due to him being six foot nine inches, and well around three hundred pounds of muscle fit into his suit. He would peer from his position with his knee's on the chair at the two, cowering on the chair. "Just take what you came for and leave me alone."
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Post by Richard Stock on Feb 28, 2016 10:11:17 GMT -8
Richard quickly learned Stevie's weight and maybe began to regret his decision when she clambered onto his shoulders as well, but he would be struck by lightning before he would even allude to that, but Stevie was quick and the pin came out as expected.
When Stevie warned him, he would look up, watching her crawl into the ceiling, nodding.
"Roger."
He would casually move away from the door when THE METAL DOOR FLEW OPEN WITH A BANG.
---He peered forward, before stepping in, just sort of looking around the room.
The wreckage of a simple office space being turned into a defensive barricade... and hiding behind it all was a man who looked like he was about to burst out of his own clothes, considering how much it looked like he worked out.
A strong looking Principal who was afraid of them. And more to it, his reaction... had this happened more than once?
Something was deeply wrong here.
Richard would look around the room, again for any cameras, to see what the other side of the door looked like. How did this man even go to the bathroom? When did he eat? Did he ever leave this room? Was he carrying out at least some function of being a principal in order to keep this school running?
Richard would glance at Stevie. She had the authority on this mission. He would take care of the auxillary functions of making sure there were no traps. He would continue to peer around... maybe to see what the Principal had been working on... and to make sure that no students or other people came up from behind them.
If anyone did, Stevie would get a very prompt warning slap to her shoulder.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Feb 28, 2016 14:50:30 GMT -8
I couldn't move aside from kicking the door down. What the actual fuck was this guys issue? I mean, sure there were two of us and one of him, but were kids. Not really big kids at that. I broke free of my stasis and moved toward the desk. Keeping a defensive posture, i'd check out the room so see if there was anything else they could be missing. Seeing nothing much, aside from the frightened principal, I cast my eyes back on the principal and began my interrogation.
"Why are you locked away in here? Ain't you even concerned about how much of a shit-hole your school is?"
I'd keep my eyes on him, making sure he didn't have a danger switch or the like.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Feb 28, 2016 15:01:24 GMT -8
The duo would note a basic bathroom to the side some filing cabinets and a lab top. He basically would come in very early and wait until the students got bored and left for the day. He was obviously broken in spirit.
"Yes, but there is little I can do about it. Ever since Legend vanished the school has gone crazy. I'm trying to plee with the school board to close the school for everyone's safety, but they don't believe me."
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Post by Richard Stock on Mar 1, 2016 10:02:35 GMT -8
A vanishing School Captain named Legend. The name by itself was interesting, but ultimately meant nothing personally to the new transfer. A principal who wished his own school closed down... in other words, in the natural laws of how the Student Hierarchy ran, there was no one naturally stronger than the other here at this school.
But why had the PHS #260 School Captain vanished? Why wouldn't the school board believe the Principal?
There was more to investigate, but Richard was still concerned about their spatial awareness. He'd reach up to rest his hand on Stevie's shoulders (deliberately moving his hand in front of her eyes so that she didn't spook her) and tap his fingers there, before tugging her in the Principals's direction and he walked to the door. He crossed his arms over his chest, looking out from the inside.
"Just become Captain, "Or invade this school yourself, "---I'm joking of course," he'd haiku to Stevie. Well... half-joking.
They had to learn more, first.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Mar 1, 2016 17:41:16 GMT -8
I started to ask another question but a hand planted itself on my shoulder. Looking over I noticed Richard was pulling me. I let him lead me over and heard his half joke. In response I half smiled.
"Perhaps I should."
I looked back to the Principal. My eyes narrowed and I stepped right up the the desk, a mere foot separated us.
"I have a few more questions for you. Why did this school invade 259? Why are the gangs fighting each other? Where are the Pillars? Don't you have some kind of system in place to assure this very thing doesn't happen?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 5, 2016 18:52:17 GMT -8
The guy tried to huddle harder behind the back of his chair at their approach, to no avail he was just too huge. He heard the questions and shakily responded, adjusting his glasses while he spoke.
"If they did invade, I assure you it was completely at random. With Legend no longer controlling the gangs they decided to run wild to try and grab power for themselves. Andre and Finrak are at baseball camp, and I haven't seen Hanto since he was attempting to stop a riot a few days ago with police. My dear the system is the Pillar system, without it this is what happens."
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Post by Richard Stock on Mar 9, 2016 4:12:17 GMT -8
Richard, who had been looking around, seemed satisfied so far with how 260ers didn't seem to have an interest in this place. Still... he'd step back, never looking away from the door. The fact that Stevie didn't seem to quite refute him made him more curious and the Principal was spilling his guts. Richard finally couldn't help himself:
"Can another schools "Captain be a stand-in for "This bloody damn school?" he'd ask them both without looking. It was a question of genuine curiosity... If PHS #260 had invaded PHS #259 at random, what if PHS #259 sent a punitive force back in retaliation... or even to conquer them? Richard had only transferred over literally the other day so this was still all news to him.
"...Otherwise... Legend: "Any clues? Last whereabouts? "---Pardon me, Stevie," Richard would apologize. His curiosity had finally gotten the better of him and he probably asked questions he should have leave to the S.H.C.P. captain.
However, having random run-ins with PHS #260 students was not something Richard wanted to endure during his walks "home." And attacks from another school would not be conducive to the cafe he had in mind if they were to open it to the public.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Mar 10, 2016 17:52:38 GMT -8
I faintly remembered a Pillar being hauled off to be questioned but I had heard nothing on what his current status was. I made a mental note to find the two who took him off and see what was happening with him. I looked to Richard as he spoke and waved my hand dismissively as he apologized.
"Naw it's cool. I can't remember all the questions." Back to the principal. "Have you tried calling the camp or Andre and Finrak yourself? If not, I suggest you do that."
I'd take a step back and glance out the door. I had a sinkig feling that we would have company soon. We needed to wrap this up soon.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 11, 2016 14:52:45 GMT -8
The Principal would look to Richard and look down.
"Not without a full scale invasion. The students here wouldn't know another School Captain. Oh that's right Two Five Nine only recently reopened... The School Captains of the area were all called to a school board meeting. When Legend came back he seemed distant, then stopped showing up."
He'd look to Stevie-Rae and frown.
"I have called, but no one answers. They should be back next week, but I don't know if the school will last."
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Post by Richard Stock on Mar 19, 2016 22:01:39 GMT -8
'Invasion.'
The way the 260 Principal spoke seemed to indicate that another School's Captain could indeed take over. For some reason, a chill went through his mind. What was he even considering helping to facilitate?
...Quietly, Richard went back to the door, noticing Stevie was now looking at it without him guarding it. He'd stop a good three feet away from it so no one could see the tip of his nose and bop him, but otherwise, their objectives for the S.H.C.P. Captain were clear---i. Richard's eyes anyways.
Investigate the missing "Legend" and Pillars of PHS #260, or invade and wipe take over with the spare PHS #259 Captain and contain the threat.
He'd leave it to Stevie to ask the final questions---clues, tips, any leads that could help them get started on their manhunt.
Richard would resume guarding the door in his aforementioned position.
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