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[Day 2] A Paroxysm Walking Through
Topic Started: Fri Dec 11, 2009 5:00 pm (600 Views)
Dorothy Catalonia
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Dorothy Catalonia was not happy. There were no words to describe her level of frustration and aggravation. Someone was going to pay with his life for this outrage, and she would make certain of that. She was told she should just make the best of the situation, but that was not going to happen. She would sulk throughout the next two semesters just to spite whoever was responsible for this. It was probably her "guardian," the man in charge of her financials until she came of age according to the terms of her father and grandfather. They apparently had some doubts as to letting an eighteen-year-old girl have all that money.

It was under duress that she arrived at the "fine" "university" that was called Interstellar College of Universal Polytechnics. It certainly was no University of Vienna, at least not to Dorothy. Two semesters, she told herself. In two semesters, she would be able to return to her beloved university. Why she was being forced to study a year abroad at ICUP was beyond her, but she was certainly not going to spend that year in that hellish coffin the College called a dorm room. Once it was clear that she could not get out of the situation (yet), she demanded to be given a two bedroom dormitory for herself and no roommate. What she got appalled her. Her closet was bigger than that when she was seven! No, as soon as she saw the "room," she knew she could not stand to be in such a place, and she promptly acquired a flat nearby. She then demanded her money back, but the college refused to refund her the money, citing some contract she didn't remember signing.

Well, they would pay, too. The College and whoever it was that sent her to this hellhole would pay dearly for all these outrages. She had her own attorney, who currently worked on a meager retainer for the promise of a great living once she gained full access to her inheritance. She used the attorney to watch over her "guardian," to make sure that the man did not ever have more than one cent than he should, and now she would use the lawyer to investigate these tragedies. She would get her money back from the college, and she would find the person who sent her here and have him hanged!

These thoughts cycled through her head as she stormed across The Quad, not paying attention to anyone else that might have been there. She muttered obscenities and unveiled threats to various people in German under her breath.

"Sie werden dafür bezahlen mit ihrem Leben!"
 
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That's why Dorothy was made of awesome. She could speak French just like Treize.  "Achten lieben laben loben to you too," Trowa replied as he guided the elephant toward the library.  "Heero's brain has been crushed so we're looking for the school nurse. Any idea where he or she might be?"  He brought Kenda to a stop while awaiting Dorothy's answer. How much did you want to bet the school nurse would turn out to be Nurse Grace or Nurse Honey? Neither of them had gotten much screen time lately, though, so it would be good to see them again.

"Come to think of it, what are you doing here? Don't tell me the Preventers consider you a danger to society too?"  Okay, so she'd run Quatre through with a sword once upon a time. Maybe she was  a bit of a threat. Still, Quatre seemed none the worse for it, although Trowa hadn't seen him naked lately. Perhaps she'd given him an ugly, conspicuous scar? He'd have to think of a good reason to get Quatre out of his clothes sometime. This whole line of thought was starting to reek of 3x4 smutfic, so Trowa quickly changed the subject.

"So do you have a roommate? My sister still hasn't found her dorm yet, and she's sleeping in Quatre's room for now. Have you ever met Cathy? You'd love her soup. It's killer."

In fact, Catherine could probably kill as many people with her cooking as Dorothy could with a sword, so they'd make perfect roommates. Picture that.

"Any idea what classes you're taking yet? Here's my current schedule, although my sister chose all of these courses when I was busy packing. I'm going to get some changed so I can major in rocket science:

Ancient Druid Culture
Flower Arranging 101
Aqueous Basket Weaving
Theory of Astrology
Creole Language
Animal Husbandry
History of Feminism
English
Twentieth Century Musicals
Flute and Harpistry
Geomorphology

"And this is Cathy's schedule:

English
Geomorphology
Twentieth Century Musicals
Soup Theory
Cosmetology 101
History of Feminism
Intro to Pyrotechnics
Music Education: Clarinet
Coffees of the World

"I also have everyone else's schedule if you're curious."  Say, maybe he had a super power just like a real caped crime fighter after all. He had amazing schedule memory powers! That, and he'd written them all down on post-it notes.

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Heero wasn't sure where the hell they were or why he was floating in zero-g, but their location smelled like a barnyard. He was also reasonably certain that his head had imploded from the awakening of his dormant martial abilities. He had always wanted to become a Knight of the Round Table. He would have to take a new name and swear an oath of allegiance to the King.

Blearily, Sir Lancelot gazed around. He was being carted across a field by some manner of medic transport beast of burden, and just ahead his fellow knight Sir Percival was speaking with a young damsel. He wondered vaguely if she were in distress. If so, his own pain would have to take second-place to the young maiden's safety. He was a knight, after all, and King Arthur would have him drawn and quartered if he failed in his vows. And where the hell had his sword run off to? He scowled at the fuzzy outline of his companions and recited the Old Code to himself. Maybe that would help him regain his bearings?

A knight is sworn to valor. His heart knows only virtue. His blade defends the helpless. His might upholds the weak. His word speaks only truth. His wrath undoes the wicked. Come to think of it, there was probably a dragon hereabouts, and perhaps that was what had stepped on his head. Yes, that's it. He was injured in battle against one of the most vile and evil forces alive on the planet. Sir Lancelot took a deep breath and bellowed, "Show yourself, dragon! In the name of the King I will slay thee!"
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Dorothy Catalonia
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"Achten lieben laben loben to you too. Heero's brain has been crushed so we're looking for the school nurse. Any idea where he or she might be?"

Dorothy abruptly looked up, and she nearly said something rude. However, the elephant caught her too off guard, and the insult died in her throat. What was an elephant doing here?! She then noticed what was on top of the elephant, and suddenly everything made sense. Well, it didn't, but the circumstances were no longer so strange.

"Don't tell me the Preventers consider you a danger to society too? ... So do you have a roommate?"

"The Preventers have no say in my life whatsoever," she managed to say. Her eyes kept running over the elephant. "I'm not staying in that rat-infested pantry they call a dormitory. I'm staying off-campus." Now that she knew who was in the dorms, she was certainly glad of it.

Trowa then proceeded to rattle off about fifty classes that he and his sister were taking between themselves. Did she want to hear what the rest of the cast were taking? Of course not!

"No, I think I have the idea. It sound as if you're all taking three or four times a full course load." However, as they would probably attend none of the classes, they might as well sign up for a hundred of them. We all know how RPs go. "I'm taking Quantitative Methods of Business, Tax Law, French Literature, and Romanian Linguistics."

"Show yourself, dragon! In the name of the King I will slay thee!"

Her attention was again on the elephant. Oh yes. Hadn't Trowa mentioned something about the other pilot being in need of medical assistance a few minutes ago? "I have no idea where the nurse is, and as you clearly need to make your way there, I have no guilt in leaving you. I need to make my way over to my French professor to have a word with him before class starts. Adieu."

She made to leave. There was too much crazy going on around here.

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Heero had a lot of nerve calling Trowa's sister a dragon. Or was that remark directed at Dorothy? In either case, it emphasized just how severe his head injury must be.

"Yes, we'd better get to the nurse. I think the French professor is probably..."  Treize, but why spoil the surprise? It might be someone else anyhow, although His Pompousness seemed to think he was qualified to teach just about anything at this school.  "I think the French professor is probably in that building over there," Trowa said, pointing toward the Liberal Arts / Language / Political Science Building.  "Good luck in your quest."

Speaking of quest, they'd better get going. He tugged Kenda and got her moving again, then addressed Heero up on her back.  "I think the dragon went this way, St. George. We'll catch it soon. Just hang on tight to this mighty steed."

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"I think the dragon went this way, St. George. We'll catch it soon. Just hang on tight to this mighty steed."

Hmph. Mighty steed, indeed. This smelly, foul beast was certainly not the dashingly brilliant white unicorn that a Knight of the Round Table rode into battle. "Percival, are your wits about you? My name is Lancelot. You know that. We've fought side by side for years against the Moors in our quest for the Holy Grail." Percival certainly needed to brush up on his history...

Lancelot shrugged and allowed the oversized goliath of a horse to cart him across the open field. He hoped they were going to find a medic. He was fairly sure that his helm had been destroyed in that last disaster of a skirmish with the French, and he wasn't feeling well.

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