Who: Seamus Finnigan and Staci Capper What: The armor is back WITH A VENGEANCE Where: Third floor corridors When: Friday morning Warnings/Rating: Seamus' mouth at least
"FECK FECK FECK FECK BOLLOCKS!" It was like a mantra he had been repeating in order to remember to breath as he ran. His short legs carried him up a flight of stairs in the hope of escaping, his boots making a thumping sound and echoing through the halls as he ran. The clanging of metal upon metal told him that not even stairs would stop the armor, only slow it down. Seamus could barely remember which student he had managed to piss off before break, animating the armor and setting some sort of permanent charm that made it chase him down. For about six weeks he had managed to avoid the blasted thing, even forgetting it existed. Being under Shelly had given him a sense of false security and it seemed like this was his wake up call. He had stopped at the end of the corridor to jot down a few hasty messages before the sound started coming closer. That had made him tuck his journal into his clothes before running again. His body was getting tired and he was having a hard time remember where one corridor ended and the other began.
"FEEECK." He let out a screech as he almost collided at the turn of a corner with a body. He did not take the time to stop and be polite about almost knocking whoever over. The only hurried words out of his mouth were "KILLER ARMOR ON THE WAY, RUN FOR YOUR FECKING LIFE."