MonsieurShade

The Carnival is Back in Town..

"Alright...just gotta tighten this here. Adjust the belt here a bit and- Aw, what the, who the hell was eating taffy while operating the ferris wheel!" A young and irritable voice cried out from a space just below the carnival ferris wheel. This voice came from a young -and currently very unhappy- man named John Cruz, who was currently staring down at the source of his displeasure: a ferris wheel motor with ropes of taffy jammed in multiple places. John tugged a bit on his pony tail as it hung over his shoulder, a habit he'd formed that happened whenever he was stressed. The mechanic let out a heavy sigh and reached in to tug out the gunk, grateful that the machine's power was off, and that a 'temporarily out of service' sign had been hung up prior to his maintenance.

Operation Hell's Fury (War of the Scales saga #4)

"They've been interesting. Never fought an immortal, but i've fought plenty of aquatic beasts and warriors in my time. They still tend go down when having their innards pierced or spilled out by Manō. And if I can't use my sword, water doesn't just drown, it can cut and strike just as well as any conventional weapon. " Jacque explained in a rather offhanded manner, his annoyance displaced as he began to discuss a topic he actually found interesting; combat.

Calamity Creek High: What Will You Do? (Requested by one of you♥)

"Well, in that case, forgive me if this seems abrupt, but i've got a few more matters to attend to before my next class starts. Take care." John said before walking out of the host club room and down the hall towards the art club room. As he walked, John pulled the note out again along with a gel pen, and quickly scribbled down 'submit request for new desk in host club room to principle' onto the list before returning the items to his pocket. When he reached the art room, John peered inside the small window on the door and knocked on the glass a few times to catch the attention of anyone that might be present in the room.

Operation Hell's Fury (War of the Scales saga #4)

"Spare me your standpoints on social etiquette. I wouldn't have been rude had you not gotten all ruffled about me telling you I almost gutted you for surprising me. And deceit is hardly something to apologize about if the lie is sometime as superficial as your true age." Jacque retorted as he followed after Nao with his arms still folded. "And quit telling me I need my ass kicked. With the exception of a handful of people, everyone who's tried to do that has ended up either hospitalized or dead at the bottom of some large body of water.".

Operation Hell's Fury (War of the Scales saga #4)

"Oh please, as an immortal, you of all people should know that a century can be passed in the blink of an eye if your lifespan has no set death date. My kind can live for an indefinite amount of years, sometimes five hundred, sometimes eight hundred, a few even make it well over a thousand. Do you really expect me to strive to meet your standards of what an adult should be like four that long?" Jacque pried his ear free and rubbed it with a growl. The elemental stood straight and stared Nao in the eye, "And any way I may not be what YOU consider mature, but at the end of the day, I know that this planet will either live or die based on how I and the others people here act. When the time comes, I will do what is needed of me to see this planet live. And thats all that matters." he said while folding his arms.

Calamity Creek High: What Will You Do? (Requested by one of you♥)

John stared at the wrecked remains of the desk in shock when Kiori pointed to it, "What on god's green earth? This thing should've been tossed months, if not YEARS ago." he said before walking over to the desk and nudging it with his foot then sighing. John may have prided himself on fixing many things in the school, but he did have limits to what he could do, "Fine, i'll just submit a request to the principle and see if we can get a new desk. Is there anything else you need while i'm here?".

Calamity Creek High: What Will You Do? (Requested by one of you♥)

John froze in his tracks and let out a small sigh, he may have enjoyed helping, but it was still a tad irksome when a student carelessly damaged school property, "I suppose I might be able to fix it, let me take a look at it.", John said as he reached for his satchel, only to grasp empty air, "Uh...one moment, I left my tools in the other class." he said somewhat sheepishly before jogging back down the hallway, and reacquiring his bag from the substitute teacher before jogging back. "Sorry about that, now then, lets see what the issue is with this desk." he said softly before gesturing for Kiori to lead the way.

Operation Hell's Fury (War of the Scales saga #4)

Jacque yelped and reached up to clutch his ear, dropping his fruit yet again in the process much to his chagrin, "Ow Hey! Fuckin quit it! Will you let go!?" he hissed as he stumbled along, trying to free himself of Nao's grip. The elemental skidded to a halt and grabbed Nao's forearm to avoid having his ear torn off from the sudden stop, "Seriously what's with you people and disrespecting your elders? If you're 43, then i'm at least old enough to be your grand father, so would you perhaps see to letting me go so I can walk normally like the god damned adult I am?!". Jacque was surprisingly nonaggressive during the entire situation, thought whether it was because he wasn't really in a fighting mood, or because the ridiculousness of the situation threw him off guard, the world would never know.

Calamity Creek High: What Will You Do? (Requested by one of you♥)

In a class room on the west wing of the school building, John Lockhart was currently making use of his free period by helping a substitute teacher who had failed to receive proper instructions from the homeroom teacher,"Alright, i've put everything you need for each class into specific piles, so what you wanna do is pass out the work with the '2-1' sticky note on top of it for the next. Then just go down the line of work on the table for the other classes." John said softly, pointing out the aforementioned paper piles to the sub, "Thank you John, I don't imagine it would go over well if the students had no work to turn in when their teacher returned." the sub said with a soft chuckle. John nodded slightly in agreement to the statement and jerked his thumb at the door, there were other places that required a bit of assistance before he free period was up, and he wanted to insure all of his duties as a student council member were dealt with properly, "I'd imagine not. I'm sorry to cut this short sir, but i've got a few more stops to make before my class. Feel free to call for me in room A309 if you need any more help.", "Of course, thank you again John!", John nodded with a quick 'anytime' and walked out of the door with one of his hands tucked into his pocket as he rummaged around for something.

"Lemme see..." He said as he pulled a folded up piece of paper from his pocket and opened it up, "Ok, the chemistry class needs the order for new beakers and test tubes submitted to the principle, the culinary class's fridge needs to be fixed, and we need a new design for the marching band's banner.", he said before refolding the note and deciding which issue to address first. Eventually he settled on seeing to the banner as that was an issue that he could handle by talking to the art club members about making a new design, and began to make his way to the art club room.

Calamity Creek High: What Will You Do? (Requested by one of you♥)

Room for one more?

Name- John Lockhart
Year- 4
Gender- Male
Appearance- Right here
Club- (optional) Student council
Crush?- None so far
Other?- He has a knack for repairing things

John tends to be a tad snarky and blunt upon initial introductions, however he's usually a fairly mellow guy who just wants to help out in his own way. He often does this by going around in his spare time and helping students and teachers alike, fixing desks and chairs, helping with projects and homework, even filing paper work for the next class in the event that theres a substitute rather than the actual teacher. In a way he acts like a big brother for a lot of the students he hangs around; caring, but still quick to let you know what you're doing is stupid when it is.