irish_spark (irish_spark) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-04-29 20:18:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-07-12, brian |
Who: Fiona and OPEN
When: 7-12, that afternoon
Where: SOHS Shelter
Warning: TBA
Fiona was finally starting to feel as stir crazy as her mind was hit by more bored people mixed with plenty of fear and rage mixed together thanks to the recent round of demon attacks. So for the moment she was trying to fill her mind with anything else and for the moment was winning via a fresh book on the Middle Ages (plus a faire was coming up and this was going to be one ready Guinevere). But at the same time she was not taking any chances so she was also mentally humming "The Spam Song" since Monty Python had been a good mental trick before.
She had only gotten back from the most recent trip to Ireland a few days before the demon madness broke and given recent events it was just not the best of timing. But she was trying to make the best of being trapped in a packed to the gills school gym: teaching some of the kids Python songs (the tamer ones at least) along with little mini classes on the Middle Ages for the curious. That seemed to work for a short bit of time but things went back to a mix of bored in a hurry.
Fiona made sure her lone weapon was in arms reach, one of her faire swords grabbed on the way out the door, as she turned the page in her book. "Want to go home, too much mental noise" she whispered, not knowing anyone could pick up on her inner misery along with her outer ice queen mask cracking in spades thanks to a combo of factors. She was not caring anymore, all Fiona wanted was maybe a little understanding and time alone. *Maybe I can make a break for home, I have a sword after all and at least I can grab some papers to translate* not having said anything about teaching herself both White and Black (for defense only) magic.