Nicanor Perez Soto (nahual_nic) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2012-01-01 11:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | hope, nic, nicanor |
Sunday March 15th 2009
Who: Hope and Nicanor
What: The nahual is back on campus
Where: Hope's office
When: Mid afternoon
Rating: PG
It had almost been too easy, getting onto the campus. It wasn't that Nic was afraid of someone knowing he was back. He did not want people to see the state he was in. He didn't want questions, he didn't want to have to explain it to security, or have the word of him spread through the school like a fire in a dry field. He just needed rest, and time to recouperate, and someone who would make him feel as though there was a reason to stay alive.
He had heard a couple talking in the city about their daughter, and her school, and the full moon that had been soon and hopefully she would be "recovered" for a visit. It did not take much for Nicanor to put the pieces together, nor did it take much to break into their car and hide himself away in the trunk of it. There would be some blood left behind, but if investigated, he was fairly certain it would analyze as animal blood, and the nice couple would not go to jail. At least, he very much hoped not.
From inside the grounds, he moved as stealthily as he could in the daylight, keeping to the tunnels and listening at doors before he moved through them. Hope's office wasn't very far, and she often left the door to it unlocked (probably because her mind was distracted with her own brilliance). Creeping into the dark office, Nicanor limped over to the desk, seating himself on the floor and leaning his back against it. Sighing heavily, his body going limp, he grimmaced from the sharp pain shooting from the gunshot wound in his hip, and hoped that he didn't bleed on nice Miss Hope's clean carpet.