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Started by Huntress, November 11, 2008, 12:02:54 AM

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Huntress

It had been a rough day filled with calculus and various other classes, and 18-year-old senior Athalia Rose Ysha, called Tali, was exhausted. She pulled her long, dark red hair over her shoulder and braided it so that the rope hung to her hips. Her clothes needed to be washed, but where she would wash them she didn't know. She organized all her belongings from her locker and left, intending to catch her bus back to the shelter where she lived but she had missed it. She turned around, seeing a pair of her teachers.

Priest

Doctor Tivoli removed his horn rimmed spectacles as he flicked through one of the books that had caught his interest as he prowled the library shelves that lunchtime; and placed them on the desk.  It was an old book, its pages weathered and torn and it had been used in part to depict some students less than meritable artistic talent.  He closed the book and slipped it into the safety of his battered leather briefcase; he stood and went to walk form the desk, stopping suddenly as he realised what he had forgotten.

He turned back to the desk; picked up the glasses and slipped them inside his coat, then picked up the small pair of dice that had been lying next to them.  The final bell had gone some moments before and he needed to be on his way.

As he left the faculty building he caught sight of one of his colleagues; a good friend really and smiled in their direction, picking up his pace as he walked closer.  As he got near; from out the corner of his eye he saw the school bus pull away leaving behind one of the students; her dark red hair gave her a distinctive look but for a moment he could place a name to her face.

Huntress

Tali shivered as the crisp November wind ruffled her short skirt. "Doctor Tivoli?" she called, running over. "Can I get a ride?" she asked softly, embarrassed.

Minkus

   Austin Spangler pushed his glasses further up his nose as he picked up his briefcase from his office, and moved his hand onward to brush a consistently intrusive strand of light brown hair out of his eyes.  They were hazel, but could fade to gray or blue depending upon what he wore.  Today, it was a set of simple brown slacks and a button-up blue shirt, keeping within acceptable 'professional' dress code for teachers, but letting himself stay comfortable for the long and often frustrating days.

   Picking up his keys from on top of the desk, and accidentally bumping over his pen and pencil mug, Austin stepped out of his office, scowling at the traitorous mug, and locked the door behind him.  He'd clean it up later, not like pens and pencils really mattered overnight.

   Proceeding to the faculty lot, he smiled, and waved back, at Doctor Tivoli.  It was normal closing time, and he had not really expected Tivoli to still be here, but he didn't really mind, the stories were always worth it, true or not.  With his coat tossed over one arm, he used the car's remote entry to unlock and open the trunk, into which he set his briefcase, and whipped his coat around him, settling it onto his shoulders, sliding the sleeves on in a relatively practiced motion.

  Almost ready to get into his car, he noticed a Senior running to Tivoli.  Odd.  Must be a late paper or something.  Speaking of late papers, where did I put that...aha!  Reaching into his left breast pocket, Austin pulled out a much-folded copy of somehting he'd thought the good Doctor might be interested in seeing.  No harm in asking now while he's got a student with him anyway.  Humming absently, he beep-locked his car and started walking to the pair.

Huntress

Tali begged Dr Tivoli with her eyes to drive her; it would be a long, icy, five-mile walk to the shelter, especially in her mini skirt. She trembled, not wanting to demand a favor but needing one anyway. "Please?" she asked softly

Priest

Damien Tivoli was a little startled as she suddenly sprinted across to him; he fumbled with his glasses  and placed then askew on his face as he looked and listened to her pleading “Athalia, isn’t it? You in one of my classes aren’t you.  A ride?” He wasn’t sure how much gas was in his broken old Caddy and was hoping that it wouldn’t be too far out of his way.  He couldn’t stand to see her looking so distressed.  “Hoe far do you need to go?”

He turned to see Austin walking briskly towards him and gave a smile his way.  He was hoping to catch his friend before he left for the day.

Huntress

"just five miles...To the little shelter." Tali blushed, she hated telling people about it. "I-" she stammered, "I have work to do there...Service stuff...y'know...For church?"

Priest

Doctor Tivoli’s expression narrowed a little as he lost himself to concentration, it was five miles in the opposite direction and he glanced back at his car.  He was unsure that it would make it; but then every time he drove to work it was always under the apprehension that he would be leaving it in the nearest gutter and walking the rest of the way.

“Sure.  I can do that.” he spoke with a hesitant smile.  “I didn’t know you were involved with their work.”

Minkus

" - their work?"  Austin caught the last of it a few steps from the pair of them, not really caring that he might be interrupting something.  He was addressing a fellow teacher, after all.  "Ah, Doc, thought I might have a word with you before you head out.  After you're done with your student, of course."

Now noticing how distressed she looked, Martin frowned, suspecting bullying or some kind of peer pressure  Their work?  Doing other's homework?.  "No rush, though, just wanted to show you that copy of the old Olmec study I'd mentioned a while ago."


Huntress

Tali bites her lip, glad he seemed to believe her little white lie. She looks anxiously between the two. "Please, i need to get back ho-to work" she begs, bouncing on her toes.

Minkus

"Oh?  I thought - well never mind what I thought, then.  Miss Ysha, yes?  Parents won't be able to pick you up, I take it?"  Austin glanced from Tivoli to Tali, and noticed the slightly confused smile on his colleague's face, rather than frustration.  Must not be something that bad, then.

Priest

The sound of Austin’s voice broke his concentration and his face lit up at the very mention of the paper; suddenly all other thoughts were lost to him.

“You remember me telling you about that field researcher?  She finally got around to sending me some of those pictures from the excavation site; I haven’t had a moment to look at them but if you have no pressing engagements tonight then -” the words hung in the air.  He then glanced back at the student standing at his side and then at his car; “Actually Austin, you couldn’t do me a favour could you?”

Huntress

tali blushed. "i'm sorry, i'll just walk." She started to walk away but then the strap of her backpack broke. As her books scattered all over, she bit out a soft cry.

Minkus

Austin tossed the paper to Tivoli and bent down to help collect Tali's books, ignoring her cry for what he thought would be her own dignity.  "Sure thing, Doc, what's up?  I've got papers to grade, but I mgiht as well just toss them down the stairs and give the farthest ones the best grades, it's a Freshman class anyway."


Huntress

tali blushed, embarrassed. "i'll see you guys monday then..." she whispered, cheeks bright red.

Priest

Damien was about to speak when the sudden thud of her books falling to the floor sent a shudder through him; it was an instinctive reaction to the thought of those bindings being battered and those pages creased and dirtied.  He was about to help with the books when Austin tossed the paper his way and he quickly grabbed a hold of it.

“A freshman class; I shall let you into a secret, I don’t grade freshman papers; these do.” he quickly fished the dice out of his pocket before slipping them back.  He looked furtive for a moment before speaking; “You couldn’t do me a big favour could you?  I was about to offer Athalia here a lift; she missed the bus and it seems that she is involving herself in charitable work after class, but I doubt I have the gas in mine heap to make it there and back home.  I could come with you and we could discuss this paper, then as you pass this way I could pick up my car and get on home?”

Huntress

Tali looked up hopefully; maybe she'd finally get home after all. She took her belongings back and fixed her skirt nervously.

Minkus

"Of course Doc, leave it to you to roll the bones for students futures.  And you're not to repeat that to anyone, Miss Ysha."  He tossed in a laugh and a smile to show he was teasing as he stood back up, holding her books in his arms until she carefully retrieved them.

"Yeah, I'd be happy to help out.  And it's great that you've gotten the dig site stuff, I'd be glad to look into it with you.  Come along then, Miss Ysha.  Or do you prefer Athalia, then?"

He turned back to his car, a not-quite-new Escort, and beeped the doors unlocked again.  "There should be enough room in the backseat, I just cleaned it out this past weekend."

Huntress

"Tali" she corrected softly. She held her broken bag in her lap and the moment she arrived at the shelter, she started to tremble with nerves. "i'm going to be late," she whimpered, biting her lip.

Priest

Damien only smiled as he felt the dice chink in his pocket.  As they walked towards the car he lagged behind a little, his attention distracted by the paper Austin had given to him; he always had this inconvenient habit of walking and reading; often to his detriment.  As it was he made it to his destination without event for once and dropped onto the seat; still thumbing through the paper, his attention distracted  as he spoke.

“Late?” he enquired; “I am sure they wouldn’t hold a few minutes tardiness against you given the circumstances.” he looked over and smiled at her.

Huntress

she shivered, looking out the window, rubbing her arms nervously. "ahuh" she tried to smile.

Minkus

"Tali, I understand that you might be nervous, but I'm sure they'll understand.  We can talk with them if you'd like."  He flipped through a variety of stations, not really finding one he liked at the moment, and decided in the long run, his passengers might not like his preferences anyway, so he killed the radio.

"Would you like one of us to go in with you?"  Glancing at his friend and the paper, Austin guessed it would be he who got out.  No matter.

Huntress

tali nodded silently. When they arrived, the woman who ran the shelter was standing outside. "ATHALIA ROSE YSHA!" she shouted. "I told you to be home at 3 o clock sharp!" Tali blushed; she'd just been "outed". "Go get your things and leave. This is the fourth time you've been late! I can't keep the doors open for you all night long, you little slut!"

Priest

“Sure Athalia, Tali.” Damien was becoming increasingly engrossed with the paper as he read more and more.  “There’s no need to be worried, I am sure they will understand.”

He glanced up as Austin spoke; raising a eyebrow and grinning at his friend.  “Yes; I am sure one of us can go with you and put a good word in.” his eyes dropped back down to the paper and he began to mutter to himself; quietly repeating some of the disclosures within its pages.  He barely noticed the jolt of the car as it braked; what he did notice though and what broke his concentration from the paper was the use of a word from a woman he would not have expected it from.  He glanced over at Austin and then through the window with a deepening scowl.

Huntress

Tali cried, softly, as she gathered her few possessions and clothes and left, intending to walk around until she found another shelter.