Hal could only shrug and chuckle to himself. It wasn't the first time he'd dealt with administration, and sure as heck it wouldn't be the last. This sort of punishment was..... unusual, if not cruel. It didn't bother Hal though. He spent most of his time at home drawing anyway, it's not like there was some huge party to go to. Hal was surprised, however, that Om noticed the tray. He didn't remember seeing Om anywhere near the fight. But who knows? Om was weird on a level Hal only wished he could attain.
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Yes! I apologize, school hit a speedbump and I've had to deal with that, I'll shoot you one this weekend!
I say just do it all at once. It makes sense that everyone's biology reacts differently, but for our purpose, I don't think it's necessary to factor that in.
Yeah, kinda waiting on that now.
I'm on it!
Witch hunt, witch hunt! I can probably fill one of your slots, I've had my eye on that RP for a little while.
Hal stood there in the crowd, frozen. He hadn't expected Richard to fight back. He couldn't remember a single time anyone wanted to fight back against Largent. And suddenly, the kid who was friends with the mute just broke the brute's nose. Hal dropped the tray in his hand. Maybe Stuck Up was right. Live to fight another day.
Hal slunk deeper into the crowd, leaving the tray on the ground. Trying to use the crowd as cover, he nudged his way out from behind Largent closer to the front, where Richard and Sophie were trying to escape. At the very least, Hal could make sure that they were okay.
Somebody had to.
Hal slunk deeper into the crowd, leaving the tray on the ground. Trying to use the crowd as cover, he nudged his way out from behind Largent closer to the front, where Richard and Sophie were trying to escape. At the very least, Hal could make sure that they were okay.
Somebody had to.
It's like we're planning for full scale war, but Richard just bumped into the kid. I'd laugh if Largent just picked Richard up, brushed him off, said sorry and left, because we'd all look like idiots, Hal armed with his lunch tray of doom.
Hal was off-put, even slightly shocked, as Alden's bandages brushed against him. Hal pried his arm away from Alden, brushing it off.
"It's only stupid if it doesn't work. Plus, Largent's a tank. It's about time someone put him in his place, and I know you wouldn't be keen on scraping guts off the floor." Hal smirked at Alden's glare. "Just because you wouldn't wanna get dirty doesn't mean I'm not going to. No one likes Largent, people will be on my side. Right?"
This last line was said with some lack of confidence, but Hal shook his head, sticking to his plan. At the very least, Hal thought, Richard will owe me for taking his beating for him. If everything goes perfectly, I'll be a hero. If it fails.... well, I'll be nice enough.
"It's only stupid if it doesn't work. Plus, Largent's a tank. It's about time someone put him in his place, and I know you wouldn't be keen on scraping guts off the floor." Hal smirked at Alden's glare. "Just because you wouldn't wanna get dirty doesn't mean I'm not going to. No one likes Largent, people will be on my side. Right?"
This last line was said with some lack of confidence, but Hal shook his head, sticking to his plan. At the very least, Hal thought, Richard will owe me for taking his beating for him. If everything goes perfectly, I'll be a hero. If it fails.... well, I'll be nice enough.
Hal, secretly a bit narcissistic, unknowingly prepares to receive the biggest beat-down of his normal high-school career.
Lucky for him, his mother had already picked out grave plots for the family.
Lucky for him, his mother had already picked out grave plots for the family.
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