She looked at both people cautiously. Why were they looking so, weird towards her? Mansmasher3000 was now pissed off because the boy attached to her by her hair wanted to snip it off, but her hair wasn't some type of thing that she would just let go off. "But." She quickly turned her head towards the girl, pouting, and then back to the boy that now had some type of sharp object in his hand. "What?!?" She bolted her eyes from the sharp thing and back again to the boy. "Are you crazy?!?! What if you cut off inches of it?!" She was not calm at that moment, which didn't make the situation better. She did stop moving though, as like he said, she didn't want to get cut by moving around. She didn't know what to do, as it seemed if she tried to move around he would cut it wrong or even cut her. "Isn't there something better to use?" Maybe this would at least buy her some time to fully calm herself.
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Søren Jørgensen
Oh great. Now it seemed like everybody except for him was making a big deal out of this girl's hair issues. Lovely. To be honest, Søren felt a little betrayed by how the other girl was acting now, too. He had thought that she was reasonable at first but her efforts to try and offer compromise in a situation that really didn't need it in the first place irritated him. Not to mention, it was seemed like she was indirectly insulting him.
"I'm perfectly capable of cutting things with a scalpel, thanks," he told that second girl flatly. "Scalpel, scissors. It doesn't really make a difference. It's only going to be a few centimeters, and you have like a kilometer of hair anyways. In any case, I have things to do, and arguing with you is a complete waste of my time."
And with that, Søren made a motion to get rid of a particularly nasty knot of hair that had caught his attention. It had been seriously bothering him for a while, looking like some ugly spider that had crawled out from the abyss.
Ugh. Why would anybody want this much hair anyways? Doesn't it annoy them when they have to clean it all up again? He had this image in his head of girls shedding like dogs for some reason.
Oh great. Now it seemed like everybody except for him was making a big deal out of this girl's hair issues. Lovely. To be honest, Søren felt a little betrayed by how the other girl was acting now, too. He had thought that she was reasonable at first but her efforts to try and offer compromise in a situation that really didn't need it in the first place irritated him. Not to mention, it was seemed like she was indirectly insulting him.
"I'm perfectly capable of cutting things with a scalpel, thanks," he told that second girl flatly. "Scalpel, scissors. It doesn't really make a difference. It's only going to be a few centimeters, and you have like a kilometer of hair anyways. In any case, I have things to do, and arguing with you is a complete waste of my time."
And with that, Søren made a motion to get rid of a particularly nasty knot of hair that had caught his attention. It had been seriously bothering him for a while, looking like some ugly spider that had crawled out from the abyss.
Ugh. Why would anybody want this much hair anyways? Doesn't it annoy them when they have to clean it all up again? He had this image in his head of girls shedding like dogs for some reason.
Morgan nodded at the boy "Hes not wrong, its not that much hair. Besides if you tried to take it out you could end up tearing it from your scalp." Morgan said trying to explain "Plus if I use scissors itll be clean and straight, and theres no real risk of damaging your hair" she said smiling and trying to be reassuring. 'Hopefully... Fuhbar might screw me over." she thought to herself. She looked at the girl and gently placed a hand on her shoulder "Trust me" she said as warmly as she could. She silently readied herself to bond with the spirit Fuhbar.
Looking at the girl again, she was happy that she was at least trying to reassure the girl that it wasn't that must. "But." She said looking up at the boy. She didn't want anyone to touch her hair, let alone cut it. But she realized that in the long run she didn't have a a chose. The only other options were for them to try to yank it out, or for them to just be stuck, but neither sounded any better. Sighing in disbelief that she had gotten herself into this mess, she nodded her head at the boy. "Fine, but I'll get you back you hear?"
Søren Jørgensen
He snorted at the girl's words. Chopping off part of her hair, finally, the boy felt immensely satisfied with himself. "Yeah, whatever," he said. "I really doubt that but if it makes you feel any better, just go ahead and keep thinking that." Because, really, the school seemed gigantic if somebody didn't have a good way of digging up information. Chances were pretty good that the two of them would never see each other again outside of this one class.
And what's she going to do? Tell on me? He got straight A's in everything; as long as he kept at it, teachers couldn't do anything to him. If she were going to bring up this incident, the teachers would definitely see it his way, too. He wasn't the one being childish, after all.
Self righteously, Søren finished cutting the girl away from his bag. "See! That wasn't so bad."
He snorted at the girl's words. Chopping off part of her hair, finally, the boy felt immensely satisfied with himself. "Yeah, whatever," he said. "I really doubt that but if it makes you feel any better, just go ahead and keep thinking that." Because, really, the school seemed gigantic if somebody didn't have a good way of digging up information. Chances were pretty good that the two of them would never see each other again outside of this one class.
And what's she going to do? Tell on me? He got straight A's in everything; as long as he kept at it, teachers couldn't do anything to him. If she were going to bring up this incident, the teachers would definitely see it his way, too. He wasn't the one being childish, after all.
Self righteously, Søren finished cutting the girl away from his bag. "See! That wasn't so bad."
Morgan gave a nod as the hair was easily cut by the boy "See? That was simple and easy." she said to the long haired girl. Morgan leaned against the wall and took a small pocket watch out of her bag, she flipped it open and examined the time. "I apologize for being abrupt but I must take my leave." Morgan said before putting her watch away, giving a small bow, and leaving the two behind.
Staring at the boy who had just cut her hair, she frowned a bit, but then smiled a bit, as she was relieved it was now over. "Okay." Said she with a nod to the boy. "Sorry if I, overreacted a bit there." Mansmasher3000 said as she looked down to see the amount of hair that was now gone. She frowned again a bit, at the sight of it, but then turned her attention to the girl beside her, as it seemed as if she was leaving. "Oh, well goodbye then. Thanks." She smiled at her as she left, as in her mind, the girl had been a lot nicer to her. "I guess you want to leave now too then?" She looked back at the boy as she said this.
Søren Jørgensen
He sniffed as that girl made her apology. If? No, she had definitely overreacted and if she couldn't see that, then it really was hopeless to point it out. Maybe she was trying to absolve herself of blame by pretending to be ignorant, but that didn't exactly raise Søren's esteem of her either. How...childish. This was why he didn't like socializing with other people in his age group.
"I have things to do," he said, with what he thought was a very mature looking scowl. In reality, it was quite boyish. "Homework, studying-" checking up on his five digit payout, bribing somebody to get him a room away from one of the most questionable clients he had ever had.
Without even bothering to finish what he had been saying, the boy walked away, thinking of how to gently break it to his roommate that he never wanted to see her again.
He sniffed as that girl made her apology. If? No, she had definitely overreacted and if she couldn't see that, then it really was hopeless to point it out. Maybe she was trying to absolve herself of blame by pretending to be ignorant, but that didn't exactly raise Søren's esteem of her either. How...childish. This was why he didn't like socializing with other people in his age group.
"I have things to do," he said, with what he thought was a very mature looking scowl. In reality, it was quite boyish. "Homework, studying-" checking up on his five digit payout, bribing somebody to get him a room away from one of the most questionable clients he had ever had.
Without even bothering to finish what he had been saying, the boy walked away, thinking of how to gently break it to his roommate that he never wanted to see her again.