Krystal Baitman
With pleasure
Sat Jan 11, 2014 14:16
2.29.11.68

Krystal wondered what game she might play with her new friend.... She liked things like tag, ones that involved lots of running around. She was quite a good runner, quite fast. She'd almost forgotten that, as it was years since she'd actually used play time to play, instead of skulking in a corner. It had been something that had almost made her feel good about herself, that she could win and-

She was jerked back to reality with a sharp snap to find something tugging on her arm... The pleasant thoughts of playing evaporated, like a dream upon waking, only – to add to this disorientation – she wasn't quite sure what was happening, or what had hold of her. Turning, she found de Villiers clutching her arm in his hand. She absolutely no idea why, or even really when he had grabbed hold of her. She jumped back, twisting her arm out of his grip and defensively crossing it over her chest. For a fleeting second a look of fear, directed at the defence teacher, flitted across her face, before it was replaced with her customary scowl. He'd begun speaking whilst she was still processing all this.

“Fine,” she retorted, “I don't want to stay in your lousy class anyway.” She turned and marched away from him, sweeping her things off her desk and storming out, being sure to slam the door as vigorously as she could on her way out.

  • And you can leaveProfessor E. de Villiers, Sun Jan 5 11:41
    Emilian smiled when the girl, loudly proclaimed she had a problem with how he ran his classroom. He was about to show her the door but Ned seemed to have other plans. Oh yes, if he could get away... more
    • With pleasure — Krystal Baitman, Sat Jan 11 14:16
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