[WB] - backdated WHO: Fallon Parks + Lance Hastings WHAT: NIGHT WATCH! WHEN: January 6-7, 2014 from 8pm - sometime later WHERE: Willowbrook Grounds RATING: TBD STATUS: Incomplete/Closed
Well, now! Fallon thought it was an awesome idea to start including students in the night watch. Of course, Agents had always patrolled the school's perimeters. It was not uncommon to see Centurions roaming about the school at night, watching for kids sneaking out or back in. That's how so many got caught when they did break the rules that way. Guard duty was an essential part of running Willowbrook. If they didn't, anyone could come in all willy nilly and see what was happening at the school and that could be bad. If there was no threat of getting caught or being in trouble, all the first and second years would be running amok in the city lighting cars on fire. That would also be very bad.
But with the increase in danger going on, involving the students was a prospect that excited Fallon. They would feel like they were doing something, for one, being included, for two, and there would be more eyes watching the walls during this time. She was even excited to hear that some of her own students had signed up to patrol. Fal was also pretty happy that a student she would have next year was joining her that very night for patrol. She didn't know much about it, but she did like to get to know her students before they actually got into her class, so this would be a prime opportunity.
She had sent the message to Lance to meet her at the front gates, and she waited there a little before eight for him to show up. It was getting Antartic-ish-ly cold outside, so she wore a pair of long johns underneath her pants, snow shoes, and a myriad of tops which included a long sleeved shirt, a zip up hoodie, and a leather jacket. Because Fallon liked to fancy herself a cool kind of person and deluded herself into thinking a leather jacket would portray that. Her short hair was pushed back with her glasses, which she never wore except for important shit like, you know, Night Watch.
When she saw Lance walking up, she bounced up and down in her spot and waved. "Hello there, Mr. Hastings! Reporting for duty?" That's Fallon for you. She may take this seriously in many ways, but that didn't mean she had to act seriously.