Angel Wyatt (on_angel_wings) wrote in allaira_academy, @ 2011-03-07 19:14:00 |
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Nov. 3rd: Angel & Safira: Manhunt
Who: Angel & Safira
When: Nov. 3rd: after sundown
Where: School grounds. Maybe inside the school buildings.
What: Manhunt! And other stuff maybe.
Rating: Unsure. But they're hot for each other. So it might be naughty.
This epic idea of Manhunt being played school wide was genius. Angel had eagerly jumped on board choosing the underwear team, only because Zack had so chosen and Angel wanted to make sure that J.A. didn't kill his best friend. Sometimes Angel and was the only thing in between Zack and an ass beating, only because most people didn't want to fight the obviously buff Quidditch player. Angel had gathered with Zack and Ryan as Chester gave them a pep talk, which Angel didn't pay that much attention to. He was consistently getting distracted by all the girls in their underwear. And avoiding Gerard. Because he did not like Gerard. If you asked him why, he couldn't quite put his finger on it. It might have been because of their Quidditch rivalry.
When the teams had been dismissed, Zack and Ryan took off in one direction, leaving Angel standing alone. Shaking his head, he turned and bumped into Chester who grinned at him.
"If I were you, I would run," the red headed skater said as he started to trot away. Angel called after him. "Why is that?" Chester turned around and called back.
"Because J.A. has Safira. And she's going to get you." Angel laughed and turned away, heading away from the trees, towards the school, keeping an eye out for anyone clad in swimwear. He managed to dart away from the few girls that tried to catch him, and made it safely into the darkened gardens. If Safira was coming after him, he had to find someplace that wasn't her normal territory. The jungle and forested areas were totally hers. He wasn't sure about the gardens, but he knew the maze pretty well. Hearing someone behind him, he knew it wasn't Safira, because she wouldn't be making any noises. Seeing a shadow, he darted away, and succeed in losing his hunter, but wasn't so lucky in NOT getting himself lost. Swearing softly, he smiled wryly in the pale moonlight as he tried to figure out where he was. A few more turns brought him to a dead end, and he crouched behind a bush as he heard a soft sound nearby.