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The Great Hero Hamel ([personal profile] abhero) wrote in [community profile] savetheearth2014-02-08 06:21 pm

[ Closed ]

Who: Emil and Russel
When: February 7th, during school
Where: LCHS
What: Emil is up to no good. Russel tries to stop him and gets caught up in the mess.
Warnings: Excessive stupidity


Building a potato gun wasn’t too hard. There were what, a million internet guides? And you could buy materials everywhere. Emil has dedicated the last few evenings to assembling one and he was rather pleased with the results. All that was left is testing it (don’t get him wrong, he loves water balloons as much as the next person but it’s time to branch out).

Instead of being in English class like he was supposed to, he sat on a table in the empty courtyard, looking over the masterpiece. Next to him was a bag full of different vegetables. It’s called potato gun, sure, but he mustn’t rule out yams or eggplants! This was a scientific experiment and Emil took it very seriously.

He loaded the gun with a potato, aimed and --

”Whoa!”

The projectile shot out and hit a trash can so hard it toppled over, garbage scattering everywhere. This is awesome, he didn’t expect it to go this far! Still, a few adjustments are needed, Emil had a feeling aiming it at people wouldn’t be so well received as water balloons. Maybe with a different projectile… he peeked inside the bag, trying to decide what vegetable is next.
pianistofraielin: (THE BEST ICON.)

[personal profile] pianistofraielin 2014-02-09 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
Unlike Emil, Russel's excuse for being outside of his appropriate classroom was not delinquency. In fact, he was on his way back from running an errand for a teacher, which was pretty much the exact opposite of delinquency.

And he just so happened to have the misfortune of crossing the courtyard at exactly the wrong time.

One minute everything was as it should be, and the next--disaster. Russel ground to a halt, slowly turning his gaze down to himself. Thankfully(?) the trash can's assault hadn't landed anything above his waist, but--

Was that a spaghetti sauce stain? On his white wool coat?!

Don't mind him Emil, he's just going to stand here in quiet, horrified shock for a minute.
pianistofraielin: (You are the worst!)

[personal profile] pianistofraielin 2014-02-09 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
His head snapped up at the sound of the voice. "T-tomato sauce?!" he exclaimed, indignant and offended.

And then it clicked. This guy was the person responsible. "Get your own potato!" Russel shouted back. "Shouldn't you be in class right now?!"
pianistofraielin: (Come over here and say that!)

[personal profile] pianistofraielin 2014-02-09 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Who's loitering!? I have a hall pass!"

He realized, just a little too late, what Emil was doing with that pineapple. He quickly ducked behind the nearest bit of cover--the overturned trashcan--and covered his ears. That was what you were supposed to do when people started shooting fruit at you, right?

He heard it hit...something. Cautiously, he glanced out to see the pineapple splattered across one of the tables. Safe! For now. His courage bolstered by having avoided the attack (Russel he wasn't even aiming at you), he leaned out over the trashcan, one arm braced against it and the other pointing at Emil. "Knock it off! You could seriously hurt someone, you know!"
pianistofraielin: (Time to get serious)

[personal profile] pianistofraielin 2014-02-09 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
This guy...! Who brings a potato gun to school just so they can ditch class and shoot it off in the courtyard, really!

"That's not what gun safety means!" Not that...Russel knew much about gun safety, himself. But he was pretty sure he was right about that one.

He couldn't walk away and let Emil keep shooting fruit at school property. His options were to slink away and tell someone with some authority, or try to handle it himself. And, well, Russel preferred to do things the stupid direct way whenever possible.

He vaulted over the trash can, running at Emil with the intent of grabbing the gun and wresting it away from him.
pianistofraielin: (Why do I put up with you!)

[personal profile] pianistofraielin 2014-02-09 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Fun fact about eggplants: they aren't exactly the softest thing in the produce aisle. This one hit Russel square in the forehead and bounced to the ground, and came out of the encounter almost completely unscathed. The thin line of a split on one side was all the damage it had to show for its trouble.

Russel, on the other hand, let out a cry--surprise? dismay? pain? all three, probably--and reeled back, hands over his face. Thankfully, due to the increased durability from one of his Echoes, Russel, much like the eggplant, didn't suffer any actual damage. Aside from the fact that it really fucking hurt, that is.

It also pissed him off. Throwing eggplants at people, seriously, who does that?!

The distraction bought Emil only a few seconds at best. When he recovered, Russel snatched the eggplant from the ground, intent on returning it.

As a football player, he had plenty of practice at throwing oddly-shaped projectiles. Emil wasn't the only one with good aim.
pianistofraielin: (dramatic AH HAH!!!)

[personal profile] pianistofraielin 2014-02-10 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
Emil's cry was met with a sympathetic/guilty wince on Russel's part.

Whoops. He had definitely let his temper get away from him there. He hadn't meant to actually hurt the guy.

But just as he opened his mouth to ask if Emil was okay, Emil had to go and point the damn gun at him. Not loaded, probably, but it was the principle of the thing! He was obviously trying to be threatening (and failing), and that was enough to dissolve Russel's sympathy and kick his temper back in. "Don't dish it out if you can't take it, asshole!"
pianistofraielin: (WAIT STOP I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT)

[personal profile] pianistofraielin 2014-02-10 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
The accusation of bullying got genuine dismay out of Russel. If there was one thing he couldn't stand, it was bullies.

Maybe he had used excessive force? Maybe he was throwing his weight around like a jerk? Maybe--maybe he should've gotten a teacher instead of trying to handle this himself?!

"But that's-- I-I wasn't-- I mean--" he sputtered, in a futile attempt to defend himself.
pianistofraielin: (Nope nope nope)

[personal profile] pianistofraielin 2014-02-10 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"But you--you hit me in the face first!" he protested, a bit of incredulity creeping into his voice. Russel hadn't liked it at all so it was a fair point, but...Emil's appeal to empathy kind of fell flat when it had already happened.

"So--so maybe," he continued, gaining some steam, recovering his indignation, "you should think about how I feel!"
pianistofraielin: (You are the worst!)

[personal profile] pianistofraielin 2014-02-11 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I was just trying to confiscate your contraband like a responsible upperclassman!" he shot back.

Let's just...not talk about why he was able to shrug off that eggplant to the face. Ignore it and maybe the guy will forget.
pianistofraielin: that is a sailor moon pose (The hero of love!)

[personal profile] pianistofraielin 2014-02-12 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
"That's not what the second amendment means!" he shouted back. This guy!!!! "A high school isn't a well-regulated militia so it's constitutionally acceptable to forbid students to carry weapons on school property! Your potato gun is in violation of the school's student code of conduct!!"
pianistofraielin: if it was just 29 I could understand but 30 is insane!!! (holy mother of god!)

[personal profile] pianistofraielin 2014-02-12 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
If not for the wary look, Russel might not have realized why Emil was heading back toward the tables. But he caught it, assumed it meant Emil was up to something, and realized he must be headed for the bag of produce.

Oh no. Oh no. Russel couldn't allow him to get his ammunition back, that could only end in disaster. Without hesitation, he sprinted to the table, hoping to beat Emil there and snatch the bag away before he could grab it.
pianistofraielin: (Why do I put up with you!)

[personal profile] pianistofraielin 2014-02-13 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
Russel dove for it and got his hands on the bag at exactly the same time as Emil. When Emil tried to yank it away, he only succeeded in tugging Russel forward so he overbalanced and nearly fell onto the table.

He planted a foot against the bench for leverage and yanked back; they were, essentially, locked in the dumbest ever game of tug-of-war. "You let go! As if I'd let you keep defacing school property with this!"
flamberge: (temperance -- what did we learn?)

[personal profile] flamberge 2014-02-14 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
All the loud noises of flying vegetables and teenage yelling drew the attention of one teacher in particular, one with highly sensitive hearing. As soon as Karl aka Mr Locke heard the chaos, he made his way to the courtyard and stumbled upon teenage stupidity at its absolute finest. No really, this had to be a gold medal winner in the stupid olympics.

The teacher stood to the side for a moment and watched this little scene unfold. Only one question remained: would he be noticed or are teenage skills of observation really that bad? Going with answer b for $500, Bob. Engaging in a fight over a... bag of groceries (??) seemed have made them oblivious to everything else. An irate sigh escaped him as he finally made his presence known. Teenagers grumble grumble. "A noble decree, however it won't spare you from the punishment both of you are going to receive."

A nice and kinda scary glare followed from Mr. Locke, who stood a short distance away with arms folded across his chest. Disapproval practical radiated off the guy in waves. Okay, he was a kid once and did stupid shit, but this? This went beyond that.

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