[b]Evelyn - Mornings Can Be Murder For Ya[/b] When Lis threw her arms around her and hugged her quick but a bit tight, Ev's face felt a tad warm, but maybe that was because Lisa was warm from running all this morning. Yeah...that was it. She blinked a couple of times after Lisa darted away, late for class...but there was like an hour to go. Guess she was one of those early birds, when Ev just stumbled into class whenever she felt like it, even in the middle of lectures which pissed off a couple of teachers, Gray included... pray to Molag Bal, Gwynivere or whoever he got fired already. After standing there a bit befuddled with her clueless expression, she merely shrugged her shoulders and continued on towards the music room, only briefly pausing again when she heard some girl speaking with an accent, German it sounded. [i][color=ed1c24]Oh yay...first I had to deal with Miss Bitchy Melons and now Nazis are invading the school. I shoulda just slept in.[/color][/i] And guess who was talking to the weirdo Kraut chick? [i][color=ed1c24]Be cool about it Ev. Don't go yandere on him.[/color][/i] [color=ed1c24]"Yo Dex!"[/color], Ev waved to him while walking over, still wearing that gas mask he claimed was "stuck" to his face. Of course her attitude changed when she saw the other weirdo pull out a wooden stake, about to shove it through the girl's(Roan's) chest. [color=ed1c24]"Ehhhhhhh....what the fuck are you doing, man?" *_*;[/color] Ev mumbled, eyebrows furrowed and her mouth hung agape with her cigarette nearly slipping, not to mention her eyes twitching wildly. [color=ed1c24][i]Oh jeez! It's even worse! Dex The Killer has come to claim another victim![/i][/color] [color=ed1c24]"Y-yeah uh....might wanna put that away before school security dogpiles your ass. Aaaaannnnyyywaysssss.....I'm gonna hit the music room. Just uh...yeah later."[/color] Ev waved to the two of them, Dex and...whoever the fuck he was talking to, albeit a tad nervously and walked off with her guitar, wondering, [color=ed1c24][i]Damn! How the fuck did Lis get paired up with a wackjob like that? Uh...then again I'm no better, but at least I don't stab people in the hallways like a raving postal worker! Whatever, Dex may be cool, but I got my eye on that dude. He pulls any shit with Lis...I'll tear the skin off his flesh....wait what? O.o[/i][/color] The music hall wasn't that far from the dorm, just a few steps away into the main building and a short stride down the hall until Evelyn found herself in sanctuary...well not yet at least. Of course she didn't bother bringing her Line 6 Spider with her, since it was a bitch to lug around, but at least the music room had some amps to spare, Marshalls, choice! Ev pulled one out and opened her case, grabbing her cables and some of the few pedals she brought as well, mostly a flange, distortion, a crunch pedal, and a fuzz pedal. Once all that was hooked in, she jacked in her prized possession throwing the strap over her head and cranked the amp loud (this goes to 11!), starting with a few practice scales and some riffs before barreling headlong into a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o-x6nQQTLC0]Trivium[/url] jam. Her fingers glided up and down the neck and hammered the ebony fretboard with such a fury to match the ferocity of her pick striking the thick gauged Ernie Ball strings, her dark raven hair flailing madly like a raging warhorse of Armageddon as she banged her head in time with the beat of the insane melody pounding through her ears with sinister delight. The Goddess of Metal has awakened and soon chaos shall ensue from her mighty war axe unto the wretched, damned halls of Orean Cause. Yeah she could have done all this in her room, but....she had a roommate unfortunately. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [b]Matthias - How to Make Yourself Look Stupid in Less than 3 Seconds[/b] [b]"N-now just a minute dammit! This is not what your libidinous minds make it out to be!"[/b] Fuming at the collar was the agitated professor, practically facepalming on the inside...and out as well as he tossed the frilly maid dress aside, half tempted to either strike the punk Hana again with a well deserved hand to the face or reach into his....wait a minute...his flask?! Where was it?! He was sure he had it in his....oh...now it was clear to Matthias where his vodka was. [b][i]That....that little bastard! First he knocks me out and then he takes my morning drink away? I swear I'll be strangling that damn nurse with my bare hands before this day is over. <.<[/i][/b] [b]"What this is, is not a particular sexual fetish as you two claim it to be, you included Angela! And in no way am I homosexual, as I've been married to three beautiful women....who I still owe alimony to... But beside the point, this was merely negative reinforcement for the boy and his snot-nosed attitude. He wanted to be a maid, so be it! And furthermore-"[/b] But he was stopped mid-rant as a raucous noise caught his ears....coming from down the hall in the music room no less, that...that ear shattering guitar of his other smartass student...one he could barely stand as much as Hana. What was her name again? Ellie? No, Ericka? It started with an E, but who cared. [b]"What in the hell is that infernal racket?!"[/b] He squawked like the cantankerous old crow he was. [b]"Miss Mallory, go see to that wretched noise and tell them to cut it out! I can barely hear myself think! And you,"[/b] He turned to Hana briskly, damn near foaming at the mouth. [b]"I could care less if you were Chinese, Vietnamese, or Korean! Get to work! You're not standing around all day! Chop-chop!"[/b] And as for the note, Matthias just skimmed over it before tossing it in the trash. Stomach Virus, how tragic, but if you were gonna play sick, think of something more creative like psoriasis of the liver, African Measles, or diphtheria. Nevertheless, unexcused absence. Oh and Angela did not just call him Matty!