It's just another day! (OPEN!)

[Trisha Waldgrave]

(THIS BOARD NEEDED MOAR OPEN THREADS >T RAWR)

Hanging there from what appeared to be an elaborate trap, she let out a heavy sigh with a little bit of blood dripping off her steel toe boots and an unconscious person in front of her with blood coming out of their nose and mouth with this bummed out composure upon her face while frowning a bit as her greenish blue optics shifted around for a moment. Stopping for a moment on the knife which had some of her own blood upon the blade...yeah she didn't get outta that one unscathed. There was a fairly deep stab wound upon her arm and a few other cuts which cascaded with blood...not like she was gonna lat that stop her day though! "Great...now I'm a human pinata again...I don't get why this happens nearly everyday....this time they actually got me pretty good....gotta give em' that much credit...." letting out a soft laugh of `oh f.m.l` after saying those words in a tone which hinted off a little sarcasm blended with a blunt...yet somehow joking nature while tilting her head downward in the process of her little statement. Wearing a dark beige, grease stained jumpsuit which was partially zipped down her chest to expose her white tank top underneath. Not like she was trying to say OH HEY WORLD LOOK AT MY CLEAVAGE!

Just made it way easier to move around when reaching up high places. Today was the day she was going to finish up building a chopper for her dad as a birthday gift...well make sure everything was working and do a nice paint job...then she could get back to her usual stuff! But noooo the usual school assholes/popular kids/kids who got ridiculously sour over being caught were pissed about her diligence as a hall monitor decided to take action. Except this time it was a little more serious than the `pranks` since the druggies got pissed this time and wanted to slow her down from catching them doing things VERY MUCH SO against school rules on campus again. That guy in front of her? He was some loser named Tony that was trying to traffic drugs into school and she was on the case doing detective work...getting closer to proving it to Principal Slade buuut this little trap happened on the verge of gathering proof. At least this time he could possibly get kicked out for something with hard evidence. Granted, every trap wasn't for this reason, people just weren't fond of her for taking her job seriously when they broke the rules and got punished for it. Sure, she let some people slip through the cracks but it wasn't for stupid reasons.

More like too scared to go to the nurse being REALLY sick...so she'd actually escort those people to their dorms and leave em' with a bowl of hot soup. The rope binding her was tightly around her waist and around her arms. For good measure there were even thick ropes keeping her wrists nice n' close together. Soooo letting herself loose wasn't an option...even her wrists were a bit bruised from trying to make previous attempts of escape that way. Times like these made her wish she had a CD player or something like that to listen to while being stuck up there. ....OH WELL....the blonde with slightly tan skin began to swing back and forth out of sheer boredom wondering if maybe she'd break herself free like this at some point while having JUST a bit of fun. Whoever didn't like swings as a child is a communist...that was her theory....big time. Hell even she still liked the swings!

....not like she'd go around talking about that to everyone though...hell she didn't even have many friends. More like quite a few acquaintances, few damn good connections, but no real list of friends to call her own and count on. The only people she figured she'd get along enough to call friends with were either too busy with their own thing or getting themselves in trouble...right...own thing....or getting kicked out of class before she can even get to know em' which happened A LOT. At least she had Allegra Ford to hang out and pal around with! She was determined to make her laugh at least once because it was a difficult task that would feel GREAT when accomplished! Seemed like a good person, hell even joined her on finding pieces of scrap metal...just a tough shell like the one she had up and was trying to keep up more often to avoid being used and abused. Like those stupid popular kids, they liked trying to take advantage of her kindness and made sure they went to detention hall for 1) Breaking the rules 2) Trying to slip through the cracks for REALLY stupid reasons...yeah try cheer leading practice on for size 3) Acting like stupid prissy brats.

Maybe that's why she an Allegra hit it off so well...they really didn't like how the popular kids were so ...rude. The only person remotely close to popular she really tolerated was Bao Yu Chao...but then again she was a fellow hall monitor type protecting the school and not a popular kid at all...more like a feared bitch roaming the halls with a guy who had a `strange genetic condition and certainly NOT a creature like Swamp Thing or Big Foot`. Thaaaat was about it...other popular kids...not so much...it was NICE, a JOY, even to turn them in.

[Jericho Gustal]

Well wasn’t this a sight to behold, it’s not every day you see a student literally hanging around in one of the empty halls of this Academy. Tilting his head to the side in that childlike manner, Mr. Gus had come across this scene while heading over to the staff room to check some ‘stuff’ as he liked to call it. ‘Stuff’ that could be a little….tiring…but none the less rewarding for a certain individual that always put 100% effort in the club activities. Bao Yu Chao. Though the young lady always got in trouble with the other students, she never wavers from her goal, which Mr. Gus admired. And so, he decided to look into a certain piece of information filed away that only the staff and himself were allowed to access. This of course had something to do with an office worker who might not be who they say they are. The rumors flying around say that Phin and Zilla is actually the same person. Jeri of course has his doubts on this but Bao Yu didn’t and she demanded a bit of personnel background files to find out what didn’t match or in her attempts, to match.

But back to THE AMAZING SPIDER KID. He had been a good few feet away from the whole aftermath that was semi covered by the student’s back as they swung like a human pendulum. Judging from the long length of hair and semi slim figure and medium build his tiger senses were tingling and telling him it was……it was…..A GIRL! Now how could he suspect such a thing by the back of someone? Well, his eye sight hadn’t been the only sense he was using! The sense of smell like a tigers was an easy detector when identifying people. This kid in particular held an odd yet familiarly strong scent similar to his niece which was doughnuts and roasted coffee beans with a splash of car oil. The only other person he’d known that gave off such a scent aside from teen wolf girl was her best buddy Trish. Now this lead to the “Why was she tied up and giving off the scent of blood?” question Jeri had suddenly dawn upon once the latter smell came like a nasty after taste.

Finally walking towards the scene in fast long strides due to his tall height, Mr. Gus had stopped right behind the girl and looked at the sight more closely while grabbing some of the rope holding her so she wouldn’t move so much as he tried to help. From the looks of it there seemed to have been a fight and an unfair one at that, and the victor was the one with the disadvantage. Though he should have felt sorry for the unconscious student lying on the floor, he was more sorry for the kid stuck hanging around bleeding and probably getting pret-ty annoyed for being manhandle right now. Luckily the rope had been attached to the binding of her waist area, but the bad news was that she was tilted forward and high enough that for some people they need a ladder to reach the girl. ”Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm……” Quirking a brow at the situation, he couldn’t resort into normally getting her down since he didn’t at the moment have a knife on him because school grounds wouldn’t permit it. So another more risky means of cutting her down would be using his claws….which was a very bad idea since it could quite possibly give out the secret of his people. OH THE DILEMMAS!

Maybe cutting her down from behind would work to cover his claws action for a moment? Yeah, well that should do the trick…hopefully. Letting a door open just a little in the inside of his mind, it let a bit of power out to change his free hand into that of a tiger’s paw though with sharper nails and humanoid five digits. ”I’m cutting you down so brace yourself.” Taking his other hand, he moved it to the young lady’s shoulder so he could have a more secured hold as he brought his clawed hand downward towards the ropes and cut them one by one in a quick motion that a knife would make when pulled upward by force. All her confinements were slashed off and he made sure to watch out cutting her in process while she fell down from being freed. ”Trouble seems to love you. Then again, same goes for my niece that you’re friends with Ms. Waldgrave” Crossing his arms in attempt to hide the tiger print fluffy hand, he hoped it would revert back to normal soon before someone’s eyes would focus on his hand instead of the parental expression he was giving. Jeez, now that wasn’t cool. Not one bit!

[Trisha Waldgrave]

La de da de da is what her head managed to sing along with her humming as she swung about being BORED out of her wits and being annoyed that her hall monitoring duties were being interrupted. There was probably something RIDICULOUSLY DRAMATIC and maybe even considerably traumatic going on else where that she'd normally deal with like a hall monitor should BUT LOW AND BEHOLD HERE SHE WAS STUCK A-something grabbed her. Something. Grabbed. Her. OH F-! Just about to do some EPIC kick that would certainly get the person's mitts off of her, the voice was familiar enough. What? Waaaiiiiit what was Allegra's UNCLE of all the teachers doing here?! Man...he was probably going to embarrass the hell out of her by explaining this to her one and only friend.

There goes her tough image, can't even get down from a bundle of ropes....pretty pathetic. Considering she usually got herself out of these situations WITHOUT help. Why today was different was beyond her but it was annoying. Oh goody! He was going to cut her down! "Great, now I can retire from being a pinata! I can hardly contain my excitement, Mr. Gus!"

Slightly snickering at her own joke as those enthusiastically sarcastic words found their way out of her mouth before dropping down face first and letting out a muttered out "....fffanks fer catchshhiing me..." THIS TIME that piece of sarcasm was groaned out as though she was trying to be funny but a bit annoyed all at the same time as her butt was up in the air considering her position was a face planted kneel. Pretty hard to land like a pro in binding like this! Moving her arms a bit to get the loosened rope off while pulling her body up into a sitting position seconds before getting to her feet. With a bit of blood trickling down her forehead...her face was starting to feel damp....bah whatever! The floor was kinda cold so it was more than likely her nerves acting up. With her arms dropped at their sides and slightly sloughing forward while he took a stab at her whole misfortune of being followed by trouble. "Yeah, no kidding I think it's my secret admirer if you catch my drift, Mr. Gus and it's not loyal to me. Ehhhh well....I can't do much about that I mean I am a hall monitor....is it just me or is the room trying to disco?"

Quirking a brow as she mumbled out the last portion of her words in a confusedly sarcastic tone while putting her hand on her forehead for a moment...why was it wet? Moving her hand down from her hand, she didn't freak out into a panic but rather sighed and flashed off a slight smile of `greeeaaat...no not really` "Hah....never mind, shit. Next time you want to help me be more careful, ok Mr. Gus? It's bad enough some crafty asshole's prank on the math teacher set back making my dad's gift....don't need to add recovering from a concussion to the list of crap." Adjusting her posture as she spoke in a bit of a mellow but witty fashion, she finished off those words by wiping the blood off on her jump suit. Man, this blonde with green eyes kinda wished for once trouble would cut her some slack.... If she couldn't have a few more friends she'd AT LEAST like the physical injury count to go down.

...AS IF THAT WAS GONNA HAPPEN ANY TIME SOON!

[Jericho Gustal]

It hadn’t taken him long to notice something was wrong with this picture. I mean, she didn’t exactly ‘land’ pleasantly to the ground like he thought she would. More like the teenage girl was head first to the ground and butt up like a (excuse the weird metaphor) female cat in heat. It was a very odd sight to behold, nice view of the bottom but still not appealing to see when you know you were the cause of a unpleasant fall that didn’t involve as the teenage hall monitor put it “catchshhiing me”. Yeah, Mr. Gus could hear that even if it was a small mumble and even more so understand what she was saying since that slurred language was similar to when his sorry excuse of a pops would speak while he was drunk. OOOOOOH THE GOOD TIMES…

As she explained that her profession wasn’t the normal watch the halls and ticket students for troubles ‘in’ the hallways, Jericho didn’t quite think this was right for such a young girl to go through almost every day. ”You’re making a simple occupation become more dangerous for yourse-“ Cutting himself off, Jeri sadly didn’t get her situation until it hit him hard to the head then he actually really thought about it. She wasn’t your average person to be ‘monitoring’ the halls because then again this wasn’t your average high school. Plus, who in their right minds would accept two Weres into a learning institute for teens in the first place?! Also, not realizing until after, that she said something about disco spinning room, Mr. Gus looked at her a bit funny like a kitten tilting it’s head to the side and looking at his owner thinking ‘You’re off…’. ”Room and disco?....”

Clenching and unclenching the still unreserved hand of his, Jeri was covering between his arm and chest. It wasn’t a surprise it hadn’t turned back to normal yet and this troubled him….but not as much the smell of blood that was coming from Ms. Waldgrave’s direction. Throwing his paranoia away about his arm like it was a piece of crumble paper that was unimportant, his concern was more on the young girl then on himself now as Jericho took a few steps towards Trisha as she noted off his carelessness in handling the situation. Well, he figured she say something like that, yet then again Jeri had the assumption of his Were self to think she was an animal that could land on all fours or end up unhurt like any other Were creature. It had especially conceived him when he smelled Allegra’s scent on her. Damn it, he need to remember how to distinguish people from Were creatures more carefully or it’ll end up dangerous…like this particular situation for example.

”I swear I’m an idiot sometimes for not realizing….” Jericho started to trail off while speaking under his breath before literally manhandling her in way anyone would when helping a someone that didn’t expect it. Casually placing his now furry human (with long nails) hand around her waist while taking his other hand, grabbing her arm, and putting it around the back of his shoulders, he let her lean against him while he figured out what to do next. ”Can you stay conscious enough, to show me where your dorm room is?” Pausing for a moment he thought of another alternative that might just work to get her to a ‘safe’ place or motivate her to stay up enough to give him directions to a room in the cheap housing dorms Trisha shared with Allegra. ”Unless you want to visit the nurse’s office?” He asked with a look of concern in those yellowish brown eyes of his. Though this wasn’t the time to be noticing other things then a student’s wellbeing, he had to admit Ms. Waldgrave was very pretty…even blood was trailing down her face. Normally blond women with green eyes were normal to come by but this time it seemed alien to him as he secretly took appreciation to her unique green eyes that had more fire in them then a real flame. Shifting his eyes away for a second in hopes to dispel being drawn into such interesting eyes, Jeri cleared his throat in hopes that he didn’t have to stand here for too long without an answer.

[Trisha Waldgrave]

Trying to find her sense of balance, it was MISTER GUSTAL to the rescue by being assertive enough to help the stubborn girl. If she hadn't been so out of sorts, the spunky girl would have ran for it being like ``I'M JUST FINE! HA. HA. HA!`` but that clearly wasn't the case today! ....and....he brought up the nurse.....boy was he hell bent on helping her out....that woman was creepy. There was no way she'd go there in this condition since a bump on the head didn't deem worthy of being borderline harassed about perhaps needing brain surgery. "Hell. NO. I'm not going to the nurse! So help me, I'll write you up for being inattentive and careless if you make that threat again."

Glaring at him with those vibrant green eyes of hers and gritting her teeth, she had half a mind to report him so hard he'd be begging to keep his job! ...that was probably why she had a pretty good bond with Bao Yu Chao and her best friend was none other than Allegra Ford. People had a tendency to make jokes about how Trish and Allegra were ``The Ultimate Bitchy Duo``...not far from the truth either. Ms. Waldgrave wasn't afraid to be herself and more importantly knew that she had to stand her ground or be stomped on like a floor mat. Leaning a bit against the uncle of her one and only bestie, she let out a sigh and began walking along as she held onto his shoulder. In the event he actually got in trouble with Principal Slade....she would be sure to bail him out since it wasn't like he meant any ill will. A little bite to her bark is all it was....even if she appeared to be dead serious.

Not like she was afraid of teachers like some of the hall monitors....plus she knew Mr. Gustal was trying to mess with her and would follow up with the nurse suggestion since he seemed to care. HOWEVER.....she didn't really like their nurse...for painstakingly obvious reasons. Starting on her little walk, she let out a little snicker and smirked ever so slightly while heading toward the dorms. "....and whatever happened to teachers knowing where the dorms are, huh Mr. Gustal? I didn't think you were so old that memory loss was an issue so soon." All the snark lacing those words were plentiful and well in stock since she was cranking him right on back for giving her such trouble. "Besides, your niece and I share the same room. Should I start tsking you now or later......"

About to wag her finger at him, for some reason that just screwed with her equilibrium and caused her to stumble a bit forward. Instinctively, she moved her hand toward his wrist and gripped onto it.... "....heh....tsking later....not falling on my face first..." ....talk about a blond moment.....geeze...