Dave, fairly certain that people prosecute dudes who steal washing machines without asking first, decides to look for a school employee to clear the matter up. He wanders through the school a bit, but fails to find anyone at all on the ground floor, though the sounds of roaring and, he believes, clacking seem to be getting quite a bit closer. Probably nothing to worry about, he guesses.
Then he notices a rather hairy, large humanoid staring down at him from the end of the hallway. It does not appear overly aggressive, but neither would Dave characterize its manner as friendly.
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John decides to stop talking with Peter, as he clearly doesn't meet the booze requirements to continue conversation. So he hangs up after wishing the blighter a happy birthday.
"Apparently I've got some weird ass friends, no surprises there. Oh well. By the way, Trey, what was that new spell you got?" he asks, but Trey seems a little absorbed in whatever he might be trying to do.
[Trey's affinity roll: 3-1+1]
He becomes slightly yellowish and creamy-looking after a moment of what look like intensive breathing exercises, as well as a little buffer.
"Well, I guess I shouldn't have expected too much, you know? But I gotta say, for emulating a custard warrior I feel pretty good right now," he says, looking back at Luz for a moment. Luz appears to still have her nose in the book.
"Uh, Luz, baby, maybe you should take it a little easy on those spells?"Luz, seemingly interrupted, looks back at Trey.
"I would, but we won't get past the door that way, will we? And this, in case you forgot, is a pretty fucking important door to get through, Trey! Pretty fucking important indeed!" she says with a nasty edge to her voice, then turns back to the book. John, meanwhile, dials Mr. Lee's number.
"Yes, hello?" asks the friendly, audibly sleepy voice of Mr. Lee on the other end.
"Yes, this is John and I'm calling to relay some-" John begins, but is cut off by Trey, who seems to have caught some of Luz's peevishness.
"Who the fuck are you calling, anyway?" he asks all of a sudden.
* * * * *
After a bit of conversation with Lois,
Eta has an idea that'll take her mind off the fact that she seems to have somehow produced some kind of hellish being that doesn't seem able to enjoy tea.
"Speaking of crazy... Come on, I think I got an idea!" she says, getting up with her tea and motioning for Lois to do the same. She then walks up to the table with the paleontologist and his suspiciously large number of distinguished, somewhat elderly friends - including the paleontologist, there seem to be five of them in total, and the table seems quite crowded.
"Hello sir. I hope I'm not disturbing you. I couldn't help but overhear you talking about those dinosaurs that fell from the sky the other day and... well, you see, me and my friend here are very interested in the subject. Dinosaurs are such fascinating creatures. We would love to hear the opinion of someone who seems to know much more about those creatures than we do. Would you mind if we were to join your table?"They don't seem to notice her at all, though, so engrossed are they in the discussion of dinosaurs, which Eta has to admit must be a more exciting topic of conversation now that there's been a fresh crop of them.
"It was just like that movie, I tell you," a rather fat fellow says, taking a sip of tea.
"Jurassic Park?" the mousy woman next to him says.
"No, no, that other one! The one with the lawnmower!" the man rebukes her.
"Lawnmower Man?" an even fatter lady at the opposite end of the table remarks.
"No!" the man says, tapping his head.
"The violent one, with the strange fellows in it!""The Empire Strikes Back?" a sticklike, cheery individual looking like a slightly more alive James Joyce offers.
"Nah, nah, it was... oh, Braindead! Yes, Braindead! That's exactly what it was like!" the fat man says triumphantly.
"Complete with a zombie pregnancy?" the paleontologist fellow asks.
"Well, there were some eggshells lying around. Big ones, too. And the priest did rush out looking very feisty. Had that fire in his eyes, you know?""Brimming with that holy ki, he must have been.""I bet he was, too. Didn't have anywhere to put it, though, that giant bastard of a dinosaur practically exploded when it hit Phyllis' house. But it did take Phyllis with it, so I suppose it's all good, yeah?" the fat man laughs, and the others do as well. They promptly take a sip of tea almost synchronously. They still don't seem to acknowledge Eta or Lois in any way, even though Eta's pretty sure she should be in the field of vision of at least one of them. But you never know with these old people, do you?
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Larry decides to pitch in despite his rather crippling distrust of holy women.
"I dunno, aren't all demons into things that are supposed to be bad for you?" he says at the intercom.
"And I think they just know, man... ma'am... They can sense the evilness?"The Prioress does not seem overly moved.
"We'll... take your advice into consideration, at any rate," she says.
"Good of you to warn us and all that. Now, will that be all?"
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