Patiently waiting for her class to be over, Mansmasher3000 sat fidgety at her desk, counting the seconds until the bell ra- BRRRING! The bell almost shouted at her to get up as school for the day was now over. "Yes!" She mumbled to herself as she picked up all the things on her desk. The last thing she wanted for tomorrow was for her to say that she yet again lost another one of her pencils. After she collected all the pieces, she stopped right before the threshold. She wasn't even sure what she wanted to do now. Maybe she would mingle around a bit in the hallways to make some friends, or just go back to her empty dorm room and do her slightly overwhelming homework. She pondered the thought, but then stepped outside as her teacher said she needed needed to mark some papers from the test yesterday. Mansmasher3000 looked around the full halls for signs of someone interesting to befriend, but from where she was, there was no one. She took her long copper hair and tied it in a pony so that no one got caught in it or stepped on the edge of it, which had happened plenty of times.
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Søren Jørgensen
Casually, Søren checked his phone as he stepped gathered up his books. There was one new notification, a single line of text that said Kay, got the apples for the pies! Nine bushels, like you said. :3 A very pleasant and very welcome surprise. With that kind of punctuality, it made him feel just a bit of regret that he wouldn't be doing anymore transactions with Alice Mordrake. But not too much. There was something serious going on with that person and Søren hated being dragged into troublesome things. Now that the ninety grand had come in, he could easily bribe a secretary to get him a different room assignment far away from the girl. Or, well. Maybe he didn't even need to do that.
There was this girl blocking his way as he tried to leave, so he waited for her impatiently as she just stood there. What, can't even remember which way you're supposed to go? At least she finally stepped out of the room when their teacher spoke up. Not having an especially large amount of patience, Søren would have probably just shoved her out of the way if she had taken even a moment longer.
But then, she was just standing there, again. Right in his way. "Oh come on," he muttered under his breath. "It's not that hard to make up your mind." Scowling, he tried to slip through the small space between the girl's back and the wall, bumping her in the process and unknowingly getting some of her hair tangled on a zipper on his bag.
Casually, Søren checked his phone as he stepped gathered up his books. There was one new notification, a single line of text that said Kay, got the apples for the pies! Nine bushels, like you said. :3 A very pleasant and very welcome surprise. With that kind of punctuality, it made him feel just a bit of regret that he wouldn't be doing anymore transactions with Alice Mordrake. But not too much. There was something serious going on with that person and Søren hated being dragged into troublesome things. Now that the ninety grand had come in, he could easily bribe a secretary to get him a different room assignment far away from the girl. Or, well. Maybe he didn't even need to do that.
There was this girl blocking his way as he tried to leave, so he waited for her impatiently as she just stood there. What, can't even remember which way you're supposed to go? At least she finally stepped out of the room when their teacher spoke up. Not having an especially large amount of patience, Søren would have probably just shoved her out of the way if she had taken even a moment longer.
But then, she was just standing there, again. Right in his way. "Oh come on," he muttered under his breath. "It's not that hard to make up your mind." Scowling, he tried to slip through the small space between the girl's back and the wall, bumping her in the process and unknowingly getting some of her hair tangled on a zipper on his bag.
Mansmasher300 was now a bit annoyed, as she realized that someone was trying to go past her. This person was different though, he was impatient, she could sense it. "Excuse me sir? What seems to be your problem?" She asked loudly as a few people stopped, but then continued on their route. "I'm sorry I was in the way but maybe I was looking for someone. I did notice you saying anything to me about moving?" She was being snarky, and she knew it.
Her day was already bad, or that least her mood was, and this guy telling her nothing but tiny insults about her being in his road. She went the move a bit forward, but then realized that her hair was caught in his zipper. "Are you serious? You stupid hair!" She made a quick sad face and then snarled a bit at the guy. "Well isn't this great?" She said tilting her head in the direction of her caught hair.
Her day was already bad, or that least her mood was, and this guy telling her nothing but tiny insults about her being in his road. She went the move a bit forward, but then realized that her hair was caught in his zipper. "Are you serious? You stupid hair!" She made a quick sad face and then snarled a bit at the guy. "Well isn't this great?" She said tilting her head in the direction of her caught hair.
Morgan had finished her classes for the day and was walking through the halls of the second floor, where the kindergarten through high school student were. She ended up in the middle of a hallway the same time a few classes had ended, she quickly found herself in a large crowd of high school students. Morgan let out a sigh "It would appear that I don't have the best timing today." she said to herself while trying to navigate the crowd. Morgan didn't have the best of luck trying to make her way through the crowd and decided to stay by a wall and wait for the hallways to get a bit less populated, she was stood next to the door of a classroom, and noticed a girl who had her extremely long hair stuck in a boys bag. Morgan quietly observed but eventually chimed in "Perhaps this could be avoided in the future if you cut your hair a bit." she said with a faint chuckle.
Mansmasher3000 turned around slowly, to see another person come into this awkward situation. "Now why would I ever do that? Cut my hair. No, never." That was something that she would never ever want to do, as she loved her hair. "Why don't you just shave off your head? It's very rude to ask someone or even say that." She protested at the girl. "Even if it is my hair stuck in his zipper, I never intended this to happen!" She pouted and looked up at the girl.
Søren Jørgensen
Always satisfied to have something of an ally on his side, Søren puffed up a little at the stupider girl with the long hair, emboldened by even the smallest bit of support. "Why do you have to have long hair anyways?" he said snidely. "Sooner or later, it's going to get caught on fire or something when somebody's powers go out of control."
Grimacing a bit as he took part of the girl's hair, he tried to tug it off of his property. It looked like it was tangled pretty good, and unfortunately, it also suggested that even if he managed to get them separated, there'd still be these nasty bits of hair in everything. Dang it. Either way, I'm going to have to spend time messing around with this stupid thing, huh? He was really leaning towards just ripping her hair off, though, just so that he wouldn't have to deal with her senselessness anymore.
"Seriously, you should listen to her," the boy said, gesturing with his head towards that third person. "She's got the right idea. I don't know what the fuss is about. You can just grow it back after you get out of school."
Always satisfied to have something of an ally on his side, Søren puffed up a little at the stupider girl with the long hair, emboldened by even the smallest bit of support. "Why do you have to have long hair anyways?" he said snidely. "Sooner or later, it's going to get caught on fire or something when somebody's powers go out of control."
Grimacing a bit as he took part of the girl's hair, he tried to tug it off of his property. It looked like it was tangled pretty good, and unfortunately, it also suggested that even if he managed to get them separated, there'd still be these nasty bits of hair in everything. Dang it. Either way, I'm going to have to spend time messing around with this stupid thing, huh? He was really leaning towards just ripping her hair off, though, just so that he wouldn't have to deal with her senselessness anymore.
"Seriously, you should listen to her," the boy said, gesturing with his head towards that third person. "She's got the right idea. I don't know what the fuss is about. You can just grow it back after you get out of school."
Morgan looked at the long haired girl with a frown "I apologize if I sounded rude, I just wanted to try and give a helpful suggestion." she said in an apologetic tone. The older girl gave a shrug "Its your decision to have long hair, but you wouldn't have to worry about getting it caught in things if it was a bit shorter." she said crossing her arms. She wanted to give the younger girl some advice but had ended up making her angry, Morgan now regretted saying anything. She thought about assisting the boy with getting the hair out of his bag, but decided an extra set of hands would complicate things.
She looked at the girl again in disbelief. What she was saying was crazy, and mean. "But..." She looked downwards at her tangled up hair. "I don't know." She frowned to herself for a second. "That was the whole point of putting it up!" Crossing her arms, she though of something that could fix this. Trying to ignore the somewhat fidget boy beside her, she had nothing. "Maybe taking it out in small pieces would work?" She didn't really want to damage her hair at all, as it had taken her so long to make it this healthy and strong.
Søren Jørgensen
Oblivious to why this girl cared so much about hair, Søren began yanking harder on it. -It wasn't like she was going to be balding anytime soon or anything, although the image did make him snicker a little. The idea of bald girls in particular seemed to be some kind of surreal thing to him, like something to be seen in movies whenever the director wanted somebody to seem incredibly futuristic or exotic. Ridiculous; that kind of stuff doesn't happen naturally in mainstream. A few of this girl's long hairs snapped off in his hands.
No good. Eyeing the mess distastefully, he unzipped his bag part way and brought out a scalpel, popping the cover off with his thumb. "Just hold still so I won't cut you," he said, already bringing the blade to her hair. "I won't take that much off if you're so worked up over it." Really, he thought it was quite reasonable.
Oblivious to why this girl cared so much about hair, Søren began yanking harder on it. -It wasn't like she was going to be balding anytime soon or anything, although the image did make him snicker a little. The idea of bald girls in particular seemed to be some kind of surreal thing to him, like something to be seen in movies whenever the director wanted somebody to seem incredibly futuristic or exotic. Ridiculous; that kind of stuff doesn't happen naturally in mainstream. A few of this girl's long hairs snapped off in his hands.
No good. Eyeing the mess distastefully, he unzipped his bag part way and brought out a scalpel, popping the cover off with his thumb. "Just hold still so I won't cut you," he said, already bringing the blade to her hair. "I won't take that much off if you're so worked up over it." Really, he thought it was quite reasonable.
"Perhaps that would work." Morgan said in response to the girl. She placed a hand on her chin in thought. 'Maybe I could use Fuhbar to create some scissors? But would that be against a rule?' she thought to herself. Morgan noticed the boy with the bag take out a small scalpel "Maybe it would be easier to use a pair of scissors?" she said. Morgan looked over to the girl with the log hair "If thats alright with you?"