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[hawkette]

[A person in a fencing uniform is attempting to balance a cello case, a bow case, a large duffel bag, and a school bag.  The fencing helmet is balancing precariously on the duffel bag, revealing that the person trying to carry all of it is a teenaged girl.  A very annoyed teenaged girl.]

Tommy!  Tommy!  This isn't cute or funny or whatver you think this is.  I have to get back to school!

[The fencing helmet finally falls off the duffel bag, and the teenaged girl mutters a curse as she goes after it.]

I'm going to kill him...

[This is also a teenaged girl that hasn't found her acceptance letter yet, so feel free to troll her accordingly.  Or, you know, help her out.  Whatever you'd prefer.]

Comments

[genomorphed.livejournal.com]

We're all stuck here.

[hawkette]

And everyone just said "oh, okay, sure, we'll go to military school!" ?

[genomorphed.livejournal.com]

No way home- what else is there to do?

[hawkette]

I don't know. Something. Anything!

[genomorphed.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs a shoulder.]

You do what they tell you to do. Try to find a way back.

[hawkette]

[Sighs.] This sucks.

[genomorphed.livejournal.com]

You have a problem, take it to the Headmaster.

[hawkette]

Anyone ever tell you you're kind of a dick?

[genomorphed.livejournal.com]

[MODERN DAY/WORLD SLANG -- TOTALLY LOST ON HIM.]

A dick? I don't get it.

[hawkette]

[Stares at him for a moment.] You're not a robot, are you? [Because you're really reminding her of Jonas right now. Like fresh from Iron Lad Vision.]

[genomorphed.livejournal.com]

A robot? Uh. No...?

[hawkette]

You have the empathy of one.

[genomorphed.livejournal.com]

I'm not a robot.

[hawkette]

Then maybe you should have a little sympathy for someone carrying like fifty pounds of stuff and just discovered they got stranded in some military school.

[genomorphed.livejournal.com]

You look like you're doing just fine.

[AKA I shouldn't need to give you any sympathy.]

[hawkette]

You know what?

I am.

[Goes out of her way to hit him with one of her bags as she turns on her heel and storms off deeper into the school. Petty? Maybe. But you pissed her off.]