Re: The Gradual Massacre (GBS2G4) [Round 1: Focal High School]
06-02-2010, 09:48 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by cyber95.
Pluck shook Acacia's hand firmly. Perhaps The Controller was lying in order to get more suspicion thrown about, because Acacia seemed nice enough! Pluck quickly tried to discard that train of thought. It was that 'Oh, they seem nice,' line of thinking that got him in trouble with the mob in the first place. Of course, it didn't do any good casting her in suspicion, either. After quickly mulling it over, he decided that he could probably trust her, at least for now. He would be sure to keep on his toes, just in case.
The werewolf pointed down the hallway, "We'll start this way." The pointing was probably enough to convey his message without writing anything down, anyway.
The unlikely duo moved down the hallway, Pluck looking through an unlocked locker now and again, hoping that somebody had a map or something. Two photos of Justin Bieber, a disturbingly green sandwich, and math homework to have been done over the winter break, yes. School map, no. Eventually, the two managed to find their way to the cafeteria, and peeking in through the window, he saw a few of the competitors. They didn't seem to be killing each other or anything, and in fact, they were eating lunch together! Seemed like a strange thing to do, considering the circumstances, but it was a good sign that they were approachable.
Now, Pluck was never good at breaking the ice. He quickly ran back to the locker with the sandwich to fetch it (luckily it was in a ziplock bag), and rushed back, to see Acacia was already inside. He decided to continue putting his terrible plan for a greeting in motion. Throwing the sandwich into the room, he entered in after it.
"Can you believe the food they serve here?"
Pluck shook Acacia's hand firmly. Perhaps The Controller was lying in order to get more suspicion thrown about, because Acacia seemed nice enough! Pluck quickly tried to discard that train of thought. It was that 'Oh, they seem nice,' line of thinking that got him in trouble with the mob in the first place. Of course, it didn't do any good casting her in suspicion, either. After quickly mulling it over, he decided that he could probably trust her, at least for now. He would be sure to keep on his toes, just in case.
The werewolf pointed down the hallway, "We'll start this way." The pointing was probably enough to convey his message without writing anything down, anyway.
The unlikely duo moved down the hallway, Pluck looking through an unlocked locker now and again, hoping that somebody had a map or something. Two photos of Justin Bieber, a disturbingly green sandwich, and math homework to have been done over the winter break, yes. School map, no. Eventually, the two managed to find their way to the cafeteria, and peeking in through the window, he saw a few of the competitors. They didn't seem to be killing each other or anything, and in fact, they were eating lunch together! Seemed like a strange thing to do, considering the circumstances, but it was a good sign that they were approachable.
Now, Pluck was never good at breaking the ice. He quickly ran back to the locker with the sandwich to fetch it (luckily it was in a ziplock bag), and rushed back, to see Acacia was already inside. He decided to continue putting his terrible plan for a greeting in motion. Throwing the sandwich into the room, he entered in after it.
"Can you believe the food they serve here?"
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