001 [Audio-Locker malfunction | Action]

[reckless_fire]

[It's another beautiful morning at Locke High, and although he'd rather be almost anywhere else, Kenji is standing in front of his locker a few minutes before his first class is scheduled to begin. After glaring at the locker for a few moments, he decides he might as well get his books, and so dials in what he thinks is the combination. But with his usual technology fail, he actually dials in that annoying string of numbers that's been haunting him off and on for the past several weeks.]

...The hell? Open, dammit!

[There's a faint metallic clinking as he jiggles the lock to no avail.]

Stupid lock! I don't need this crap at eight in the morning, okay?!

[And now there's a loud banging as if someone were enthusiastically kicking something metallic--which is pretty much the case.]

Bastard! You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?!


[Kenji can probably be heard all over the first floor at this point. Anyone passing by will see an irate kid roughing up his locker. Which smugly resists his attempts to open it.]

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[Action]

[scramasax]

[This whole mysterious-network-number appearance has turned Anthony into one to check and toy around with his cell phone at school. And he's been too engrossed and intrigued to even be a bit embarrassed or guilty.

When he hears the metallic banging and young-sounding hollering over the network, he makes an educated guess as to what kind of source it could be coming from and can't help scurrying off to see who else found the number, or who the number found, whichever fits better.

He listens for the sounds on his phone getting closer in person and follows them to a boy he - doesn't know personally, know, as he's only a freshman, but who he has seen around. And he freezes a few yards away, checking over his shoulders to see whether or not many more people will pass close by or need to check one of the nearby lockers and thinking about whether or not to cut in, and how, and what to say, if anything.]

[reckless_fire]

[Kenji has no idea that he's 'broadcasting,' and at the moment, he's too preoccupied with his showdown with the locker to notice that he has an audience. After a few more kicks and thumps, he eventually runs out of steam and stands glaring at his opponent. The locker has fought him to a standstill and emerges victorious.

While he ponders how to deal with the rebellious storage device, he slowly becomes aware that he has an audience. Glancing around, he spots another boy standing a short distance away who had obviously witnessed at least some of this debacle. For a long moment, he just stares at the other kid, then shrugs.]

Yeah, it thinks it's tough now, but just wait 'til I come back with a blowtorch and some dynamite. We'll see who gets the last laugh.

[Never mind that he has no idea where to get either of those two items--or how to use them, even if he did--this is war!]

[scramasax]

[Anthony hesitantly gives a small and awkward laugh. But after a couple seconds standing still biting his lip, he looks to his phone, the number still dialed in on the screen, and looks sideways back at the boy deeply engaged with his locker.] I... heard that over my phone.

[He's rather curious as to just how he could have broadcasted, assuming he did indeed use the numbers to connect to the network - it all sounded so very accidental, and... it's dawning on him. Would it work using the numbers on a lock?]

[reckless_fire]

[Of all the things the other boy might have said, that was probably the last thing Kenji expected. After a moment, he laughs a little self-consciously.]

Uh...yeah...I imagine they heard me all the way across town. Stupid locker. [He gives it another half-hearted kick.]