played bySovetskii Soryuz
Little Bastard
He/Him
Fourteen
June 6th
Wyndon, Galar
Homosexual
Trainer
Ace Trainer
Gonna dig this hole until I fall in. Until there is no end. Until there is no anything.
Harken Unto Me [C/Past]
POSTED ON Mar 23, 2021 13:38:38 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","dangerhead"] [attr="class","dangerbody"] [attr="class","dangericon"] [attr="class","dangertxt"] ''Prove it.'' The syllables prompted bloody spital to fly from his lips where the life force oozed from his nose. Given the other boy's proximity, perhaps some would even dirty his uniform. Rowan had closed the distance to grasp his collar and threatened further harm. It wouldn't matter of course. Blackadders were a remarkably stubborn bunch, and Andy would disparage anyone until he was physically unable to, rather unconscious or dead. [break][break] Wounds of the flesh could heal, wounds upon pride tended to be much more permanent. [break][break] ''You must think that breaks my heart.'' He smirked, blood running in between his teeth for a gruesome visage. ''I'm exactly where I intend to be, fuckstain. Are you? None of my blood will grant you freedom from anything. It won't even fill any holes in you.'' The upperclassman would get his wish if Andy had had a few moments longer to throw his head back and then forward in a headbutt; provide his tormentor with a matching wound. [break][break] Instead the door to the club room was opened and a few other members swept in. Laura Headley was first, as always. As the Literature Club's president she made sure that no one forgot her position, even if they weren't a member themselves. A freakishly tall girl, her height lended to her making something even as mundane as reading into an elitest pastime. Behind her was Miranda Marsh, the dark haired, freckled, bespectacled vice president and walking definition of 'kiss ass.' [break][break] The third was a blond, wavy haired Kalosian exchange student who was probably the worst read of any in the club. Henri La Clereux's presence there was solely for the purpose of attempting to bed the first two girls. His duel membership in the Math Club and affinity for numbers, as well as being an enthralled brown noser himself, granted him the position of club secretary. While perhaps the room's two previous occupants wouldn't catch their prattle, it wouldn't matter, as it halted at the sight of the altercation. [break][break] ''What in Arceus' name! If you two pedestrian beggers want to tussle join the bloody boxing club!'' Headley sat her hands on her hips as she scolded the two. ''There's no place for rapscallions with a love for fisticuffs,'' Marsh added in agreement. ''Do you want me to throw then out?,'' Henri offered. Before the president could give a decisive answer however, she noticed the discarded books upon the floor and a look of both shock and disgust creased her features. [break][break] The staccato racket of her heels closed the distance between the two. [break][break] ''Such disregard for the classics over something petty no doubt.'' Pushing the two aside, she lifted the books up before letting out a gasp and dropping the blood stained tome. Marsh stepped around to get side to see what had startled her superior and covered her mouth in shock. The president glanced at Andy and his bloodied nose, then to Rowan. ''You fools. Do you see the blood on this page? It's ruined! Ruined I tell you!'' Marsh uncovered her mouth to observe the damage. [break][break] ''That's a second edition leatherbound hardback... The pages were vellum... Probably two centuries old. It's...'' It was if she was unable to continue, but even a dunce could see she was playing it up. The door had been left open on purpose. ''Irreplaceable.'' Standing to her full height to tower over the two boys, she looked down her nose at Wrynn. ''What possible excuse could you have for this?'' Her hiss was as foul as any ekans. ''You can thrash Blackadder however it pleases you, but not with my books.''
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