Ryanne's hair stood on end as the awful moan carried towards them on the wind. She positioned herself with her back against a wall, and George placed his body behind her with his head poking between her legs. This was how her father had taught her to fight when George was around, as he was her responsibility and she needed to protect him. She heard other students becoming worried, some of them gasping in panic as they tried to find safety. Ryanne wasn't sure there [i]was[/i] safety, so she simply stayed where she was and did her best to ready herself.

For Ryanne this was a chance to prove that she wasn't helpless, that she could at least defend herself even if she didn't know much yet. And that she wasn't afraid of things just because she couldn't see them. As she steadied herself against George and the wind, she heard a conversation between the boys nearest her. The first sounded smug, though he commenced coughing just after speaking. The second voice sounded scared, he didn't know what was going on. A third sounded less confident, but certainly wasn't backing down. She sighed, just what she needed, a couple of idiots trying to impress each other right next to her.

[color=fff200]"Hey, if y'all get me killed I'll haunt you forever."[/color] She yelled at them, then instantly regretted it as she realized how awkward it must have sounded. George was steadily growling now, the hair on his back standing straight up against her leg. She reached down and patted his head, trying to comfort him. 

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