Beyond Evolution

Shelby hadn’t exactly had time to get properly settled in at Xavier’s since she’d arrived. When she’d first gotten here she’d been sufficiently awed by the school and grounds themselves to really pay much attention to anything else. It kind of felt like she was living on one of those reality shows where they put you up in a kick ass place and film your ever move. She had seriously been on the lookout for cameras for a little while. But she’d had other things to do besides go around like a wide-eyed kid in a candy shop or hunting for hidden cameras. Her mom had helped her haul her things to her room and unpack a little before she had to leave to get to work, and not long too long after that Shelby had to do the same. Thankfully there was a bus stop not too long of a walk from the school and she’s already figured out what transfers she’d have to take to get to her destination. In the little bit of time she’d had to explore before heading out to Gamestop, she’d been on a mission that culminated in her stumbling across the rec room. Which held all the gaming consoles she’d been told were here somewhere. Jackpot.

Her shift at work that day was spent with eager anticipation that probably came out as slightly over exuberant customer service. At least they knew she enjoyed her job? It was kind of the ideal for a gamer of just about any type. And thankfully they hadn’t made her wait for her employee discount, so upon return to the school she had been lugging a few bulky boxes that she luckily managed to get in on her own. After dropping everything off in rec room and then running back to her dorm room to change real quick, Shelby was setting up the drum kit, microphone and extra guitar for a good long session of Guitar Hero World Tour. She’d get around to the other stuff later, but to start with she dived right into singly player mode on lead guitar. Shelby was one of those players who got completely into it and within minutes she was completely rocking out, working the whammy bar like nobody’s business as the sweet sounds of gameplay filled the room. Oh yeah, she is so awesome.

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At this particular second, Matthew Rizzard was in more pain than he’d been in in a very long time. He kind of ached all over, there was a spot on the side of his face that was throbbing like mad and probably already puffing up and starting to bruise, and he was limping just a little. The limp was pretty sure wasn’t anything serious. He’d just kind of landed on it wrong….or something. Really the bumps and bruises didn’t bother him that much. It just sucked this is what he got for trying to do something good.

There were always tons of predators around the school, that was undeniable. And also something Matt didn’t exactly ever forget. It wasn’t like he could, with his nice flight reflexes and predidar and with you know, everyone reminding him all the time. And he really didn’t care how much it went along with the circle of life or the natural order of things or how much it was just the way nature was. As far as he was concerned all of that could be taken in a whole new light when you were one facing down the teeth instead of the one doing the biting. So he did what he could to try and help out. There wasn’t really much he could do with the bigger things running around or some of the smaller ones, but the least he could do was do his fellow lagomorphs a favor. ( Again. )