Glorious Monotony

@Fletcher

The sound of a bell shrilly cried through the schoolyard, as students from all corners of the campus began pouring from the doors of all buildings. It was the middle of the day, and it was time for the switch over of classes. Lunch, to the sports fields for outdoor gym, or just to hang out somewhere else. Some just had a free period to do whatever, much like the figure soaring overhead to scout out what to do next.

His grey feathered wings beating against the spring afternoon sun, Jericho squinted as he gazed to the ground to spot a place to land and waste his afternoon. He could go back to his dorm and study but… Nah. He liked playing a guessing game on some of his quizzes, especially if it was for a class he took just cause he had the hots for another student. It did feel nice on any case to finally stretch his wings after being caught inside all day. It was peaceful up here, perhaps a tour around the island would be…

The sound of yet another ring shattered the peace, this time erupting from the Nephilim’s back pocket of his jeans. He sighed. Better answer that on the ground, since surprisingly the reception was awful where he soared. Immediately he twisted in a flip to dive towards the ground, folding his wings close to his body in order to gain speed before the call ended. Right before he hit the ground his wings opened fully, parachuting him as he came to almost perfectly sit against the ledge of a fountain. Spooking someone students to jump up next to him, but he’d apologize later.

Right before the last beep he pulled his phone from his pants and held it next to his ear. "Yo?" He spoke, his upbeat tone only to be killed seconds later by blathering on the other line. He huffed. "I don’t want any." He grumbled before shoving the phone back once he shut it off. "Damn telemarketers..."

Well, great. That killed his joyride. And for what? Something he didn’t need? Great. He really didn’t have the room to take off now, and now that he was on the ground there was nothing inciting him to flap back up. Oh well. Perhaps he could find something to do to save him from doing an activity that was either risky or stupid…

Or both.
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Well, at least it was peaceful. And warm. He crossed his legs as he pulled out his phone once again. Maybe he could text someone, to figure out who was available to hang out. But as he looked down to do that, he unsuspectedly was being watched… Being a psychic, he should have at least felt the eerie presence of eyes on him.

But, when he did perk up, it was too little too late. He turned his head to catch sight of what looked like a massive rodent, and didn’t even have time to distinguish the red behind it as a cape for it set a collision course to his face. The force of it dazed him for a second, before he snapped back into reality to realize-

"AHHHHHHHH!!!!"

The Nephilim screamed with a muffled voice, as he suddenly began flailing his limbs to get it off. His mind had gone into panic mode as he violently tried to shake the damn thing off of him. "H...H-HELPP!!" He screamed, but people only began to back away from him as they didn’t know quite what to do. Who would? There was a squirrel on his face, and it was massive. So much so that his blind thrashing had caused him to flip backwards, into the frigid waters of the fountain.

Now it was a fight in the water, as his feathered wings created waves in the water. Hoping desperately that this… Thing would get off him. He was cold and wet now, but it didn’t matter when he had claws sunk into his face. His fighting instinct came in more strongly, as his hands reached up and grabbed around the creature’s body. Trying to pry it off the best he could.

"Get… Off… Me.. Ya furry bastard!!!!"
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Now that the furry invader was off of his face and away from his body, Jericho had a second to heave breaths as he stood in the fountain. Soaked, scratched, and so puzzled as to what just happened. Was he having a fever dream right now? Well, he would have suspected so had he not felt the pain of having tiny scratches all over his face. Besides if he were to fall asleep in the middle of the day it would only be because of his calculus class, and that was a few hours ago. So yeah, this was very real. And he didn't like it one bit.

He reached down to splash some water on his face. Rubbing clean where he was bleeding, as he felt he was in the clear. Oh, he was anything but. Right as he leaned back up, his vision was abducted by the sight of the blue-eyed, industrial sized rodent. Coming right towards his horrified face once again.

"Jesus wept..."

A muted scream came towards him once more as the squirrel took grip to his face again. His hands trying to wrap around the torso of the animal as he tried to pry it off. But it might as well had been placed on with super glue. The damn thing wasn't budging! So he had to be drastic. He really didn't want to hurt an animal, but what choice did he have?

Jericho did his best to fumble over the fountain's edge, opening his eyes a bit to look around at some of the students. From what he saw... Hey, some kid looked like he was coming from baseball practice! He stumbled in a run over to him, tapping on his shoulder before yanking the bat from his hands. "Thanks buddy." He said quickly despite the other's protests. With that he once more got to working him off. Using the bat to slide in between te squirrel's body and his face as he pushed him out. Only ceasing to do so when he got him on the ground.

With that he pointed the bat at its face. His hand shaking like mad as his grey-green eyes looked hectic. "S-stay back! Don't make me use this thing!" Now Jericho had to ration with a squirrel. A squirrel. "I don't know what I did to upset you, but if you don't calm the hell down I hope you're gonna enjoy your little trip to the stratosphere!" He wasn't playing around. He meant business, although even a fallen angel such as himself couldn't bring his soul to harm another creature. Especially an innocent squirrel. Well, maybe not so innocent.​