HALLOWEEN '10

[headmasterhand.livejournal.com]

Who: Whoever!
What: HALLOWEEMS
When: October 31st, all day and all night.
Where: Everywhere!
Warnings: Spooky stuff.

Except it's not really all that dark and stormy. It's a cool, clear night in Final Destination, ready and waiting for shenanigans of all sorts. The streets are full of trick-or-treaters, the front porches are full of pumpkins, the sky is full of stars. All-in-all...a perfect evening.

Of course, nothing is always as it seems. As the night drags on, it becomes clear that something is not quite right. But what is Halloween without a few scares? As someone once said, it's close to midnight, and something evil's lurking in the dark...

[Greetings, Smash Academy, and welcome to your mutli-purpose Halloween log! Go crazy with threads for tricks, treats, meetups, and all your random or planned interaction needs. This log is anything goes! Label your threads with location and time, and remember to link if and when you thread hop! But be warned, Smashers--if you signed up for the mod NPC, your characters might find themselves dealing with an uninvited guest...]

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[silentpsynergy.livejournal.com]

Certainly, Hawke was correct in thinking that Isaac was quite strange. Inviting a complete and physically intimidating stranger right up by his side, yes, that is pretty unusual. But Isaac was generally trusting except when things dealt with Felix and welcomed the man.

"Oh, patrol?" the Adept's lips curved into a frown as he adjusted the scarf around his neck. Oh, Stars. It was really cold. "Are people in danger?"

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

Hawke took that opportunity to gaze around and scout for any impending zombie hordes that could hypothetically descend upon them at any moment. "...No." He said finally, after some consideration.

It seemed rather silly of him to be worried about things like glitch-zombie hordes, anyway, and he resigned himself to taking a seat and gazing upward. "At least, not that I've found."

Feel free to completely ignore this if it's too backdated. ;A; I fail so hard, I know....

[silentpsynergy.livejournal.com]

Isaac's lips drew into a line. Zombies. He remembered fighting re-dead back in Weyard. It was not pleasant nor did it smell nice.

"Well," his voice was soft as he usually was when he spoke to strangers, "I'm sure nothing is going to happen today."

Although he really wished he could watch the festivities.

"So...if you're on patrol..." the seventeen year old began, "why are you just staying here?" He laughed.

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[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

"One can never be too sure." He folded his arms. "This school has a habit of being completely unpredictable."

It dawned on the commanding officer that he didn't know this student, at least not personally. "I haven't found any zombies yet." A shrug, and then he extended his hand. "My name is Hawke."

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[silentpsynergy.livejournal.com]

A smile made the boy's face glow with childish excitement. "This school is an amazing place, then. So much happens..." he coughed twice, "...happens on a daily basis."

Then there fell a brief silence in which Isaac stared dreamily into the planar star field overhead. The night was gorgeous. But a strong hand had invited his own for a shake and Isaac accepted.

"Mine's Isaac." He gave his welcoming grin to Hawke and shook although his grip couldn't have been as strong as the other's. "Are you a student here?"

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

"Yes." Though Hawke wasn't quite excited about that as the student. "It's certainly unlike any place I've ever been." And, as he came from a place like Black Hole, that was saying something.

He eyed his unexpected companion carefully. It was difficult for Hawke to understand such optimism, but then again, a great many of the students faced the academy's oddities without flinching.

They shook hands. "I teach, actually. Tactics and strategy."

[silentpsynergy.livejournal.com]

"It is!" Isaac smiled, voice picking up more and more joy. "My world," he started, "is quite boring compared to this."

But then his eyes widened and he looked at the man who stood beside him with a little incredulity. "You're a teacher!?" And he had been talking so casually! Of course, he hadn't known that Hawke was anything of the sort "Sorry...I didn't know." Well, what else could he have said?

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

"That's all right." It was often difficult to tell who was a student and who was not, especially with twenty-something buffoons like Max running around failing classes. In any case, Hawke was not offended in the slightest.

Still, he thought it best to steer the conversation in a different direction. "Where do you come from?"