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Joe
Only generally?
Wed Jul 5, 2017 11:02
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Raine seemed to agree that the ideas Joe had were at least not terrible, so he decided to go with them. Girls, he’d always heard, were supposed to be better at telling stories, so if she thought it sounded like something that could be vaguely made to resemble a story, it probably was.

He reread his introduction and bit his lip, trying to figure out how to shoehorn in other characters. Looking up and down his would-be bomb shelter, Jim saw his sister Susan, who was also in their his House, had had the same idea. She looked really silly scrambling around on the floor crawling toward Jim, once she noticed him there after he called her name, with her hair curled and wearing a dress, but desperate times called for desperate measures and great minds thought alike and all that. The second part of that thought got more support became truer was proven when one of the seats at their table suddenly blew aside from someone casting a charm on it and then their brother Tom who was in a different House joined them.

Susan gave Tom a mom-like look. “Thanks for blowing a hole in our fortress wall,” said Susan.

“We need an observation point,” argued Tom. Tom argued with everything.

“Why? All we’re going to see is sausage rolls.”

“See? You’re already behind the times, Su,” said Tom. “Now it’s written something that wouldn’t look nice in print with a squeeze-bottle of ketchup.”

“Does it look any better in ketchup?” asked Susan.

“Aren’t the teachers doing anything?” asked Jim, jumping in before Tom and Susan could really start bickering. Susan thought Tom should listen to her because she was older than him and Tom thought Susan should listen to him because Tom was an Aladren really smart and said he didn’t get emotional even though he really did all the time like an idiot, so Tom and Susan could get really off-topic sometimes arguing.


Joe knew where he wanted to go from there. Tom, having been out in the chaos more recently than Jim and Susan, would report on the school-wide food fight which had just erupted, then Susan would tell Tom he was the genius and so to do something genius-like, whereupon Tom would rattle off a list of facts about poltergeists and then admit that there was nothing one could do about them. Then, just as Susan got really alarmed wondering if they were just going to have to wait it out, Jim would have the bright idea for the three of them to try driving the poltergeist off. Establishing that Susan and Tom bickered a lot even tied in nicely with making the story have a point, as they'd have to work together to solve the problem even though they'd rather trade snarky remarks. The problem was, none of it was going to work.

Problem One: Sure, drive the poltergeist off. That didn’t address the problem of the other students taking advantage of the chaos to work out petty rivalries or whatever with fistfuls of the nearest foodstuffs.

Problem Two: Joe wasn’t entirely sure he was really sticking to the prompt anymore.

Joe looked up, fidgeting with his quill and trying to figure out if he could save the situation, and was glad when Raine distracted him from it with questions. That they were interesting questions helped, but he would have frankly been grateful for ‘so, how is your mother doing’ or similar just now. Whether or not a poltergeist would respond to just being ignored was, though, much better than that.

“I hadn’t thought about that,” he admitted. “I mean – Professor Nash said it’s basically – well, it’s really hard, anyway, to get them to leave forever, but if everyone in a room kind of ignored it, it might go bother someone else instead of them. That would work, I think.”

  • I generally trust your intentionsRaine , Wed Jul 5 08:43
    Raine was pretty sure that most of what Joe said was thinking out loud rather than actually seeking input or opinion from her. Having grown up with Kyte, who struggled to keep any of his many... more
    • Only generally? — Joe, Wed Jul 5 11:02
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