(It’s the middle of the day and Lady Ira and her buddies are once again locked in an epic battle with Apogee.)
Baron von Boom: Hah! We’ve got you now, Apogee—there’s no beating us!
Lady Ira (seeming a bit distracted): Yeah, it’d be totally cool if you just gave up right about now.
Apogee: What’re you guys talking about? I’ve got you on the ropes.
Omen (quietly, to his teammates): He really does.
Lady Ira: Yeah, but I’m-- (She looks at her watch) Shit! I’m gonna be late!
Omen: Late for what?
Lady Ira (trying not to let Apogee hear): Class, what else?! Ohh, hell…
Baron von Boom: Just skip it.
Lady Ira: Do you think I’m nuts?! If I skip any more, Marika’s gonna fail me for sure!
Omen: Don’t worry about it, just go to class. We can take things from here.
Lady Ira: Aww, thanks Omen! (She gives him a hug, then looks over to Apogee) Apogee! I gotta get going now, but my buddies are gonna stick around and give you a good thrashing, okay?
Apogee: You can’t just leave in the middle of a fight!
Lady Ira: I know, it sucks! Bye now! (She starts to run off) Omen, you’re in charge of the Baron while I’m gone~
Baron von Boom: What?!
Omen (grinning): You heard her.
(Ira runs to a hiding place, changes her clothes, and makes it to class five minutes late. Despite feeling awkward for walking in late, the class goes well. An hour later she’s out, and toying with her cell phone as she walks down the sidewalk.)
Selan: Jeez, Selanio, why is your phone never on… Where did I put Xeno’s number…?
(While completely not paying attention, she walks right into a short green-haired boy, causing him to drop the mass of canvases he was carrying)
Selan: Eep! Aw man, I’m sorry!
Tavvy (picking up some canvases): No, it’s okay…
Selan: Here, let me help. (she picks up a few canvases) Man, why’re you carrying so many of these? They must all weigh a ton!
Tavvy: Ahaha… yeah… I’m kind of in a hurry, though, I don’t have any time to make trips…
Selan: Well, you’re gonna hurt yourself like that. Here, I’ll help you carry these. Where’re we taking them?
Tavvy: My car, over there. (he nudges his head in a direction, since his hands are full) You don’t have to, though, I’m fine…
Selan: Hey, no worries, I haven’t got anything better to do.
Tavvy: Okay… thanks, I guess.
Selan (walking with Tavvy): So what’re all these for, anyway?
Tavvy: I kinda got stuck with having to take everyone’s pictures down to the gallery…
Selan: What, no one wanted to help?
Tavvy: Art students are notoriously flaky.
Selan: Ain’t that the truth. I had four years of that crap in high school.
Tavvy: Oh God, high school art students? I dare not imagine…
Selan: There’s a reason why I’m majoring in English and not art, ahaha.
(They get to Tavvy’s car, and he puts his canvases down and opens the back hatch. He and Selan both put the canvases in the back of the car)
Selan: So which ones are yours?
Tavvy (pulling out some canvases): This one… and this.
Selan: Looks like the best stuff in this pile… how come there’s only two?
Tavvy (shrugging): Gallery politics.
Selan: Damn.
Tavvy: … You know, you look familiar.
Selan: Do I? Huh, you do too… Have we met before?
Tavvy: I don’t know…
Selan: Do we have any classes together?
Tavvy: I don’t think so… ah! I got it. You were in Professor Marika’s office that one time when I walked in.
Selan: Oh yeah, that was you. Selan remembers now because your hair is kind of hard to forget.
Tavvy: Heh, yeah… well, thanks for the help. I have to get going, before the gallery director leaves…
Selan: Okay. Nice seeing you again!
(Tavvy closes the back hatch and gets into the driver’s seat of his car, giving Selan a wave before closing the door. As he drives away, Selan wrings her hands together, grinning)
Selan: Art student with connections to a gallery director? Selan senses an opportunity, here…
(Selan’s phone rings. She looks at it and sees that Xeno is calling her)
Selan: Finally! (She answers the phone) Allo! Is Selan getting picked up today or does she have to ride the smelly bus? … What do you mean, you have a headache? … Oh? … Ah. Well, we’ll have to beat him up extra bad next time. So no picking Selan up? … Selanio? But he’s… eeegh. I’ll ride the bus. … Why? Because he’s a fucking nutcase behind the wheel, that’s why!
(Selan starts walking toward the bus stop, talking to Xeno all the while.)
--End: Episode five.
Selanio: Tell her I’m going to crash the passenger side of the car into a wall. u_u
Xeno (on the phone): He says he promises to drive safe. … No, I’m not lying!
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