by Knight Errant » Thu Feb 01, 2018 1:44 am
Feramin pushes past Dave. "Out of the way, numbnuts." He growls... tromping off down the lawn towards the school. He'd scope out the place... find all the best places to lay low, sleep, smoke, or all three. Actually going to classes was not in his plan. If Dave should speak back, its questionable if he would even hear. He has earbuds running into his pocket where his cellphone is busy blasting out music into his head.
O Muse!
Sing in me, and through me tell the story
Of that man skilled in all the ways of contending,
A wanderer, harried for years on end...
Click the eggs... feed the dragons.