07-19-2021, 05:07 AM
(06-24-2021, 11:23 AM)Malcontent Wrote:(06-24-2021, 04:20 AM)Jack Quick Wrote: There's a sudden gust of wind in everyone's eyes and when your eyes adjust Jack is standing by the snacks helping himself. "Hey! Sorry. I know I'm 'grounded' to my room for the night but I worked up quite an appetite and I need to replenish the fuel tank, if you know what I mean." He quickly grabs a couple sandwiches, a 6-pack of cola and candy. He takes a bite of his chocolate bar and says, "Yeah, the Professor left it up to me if I can stay. I still haven't decided. I got infected with that virus thingy so I don't think I'm thinking right right now. So maybe in the morning the fog will have lifted and I'll know what to do. I'm sure all of you want me gone but I think the school will lose out if I leave. Ya know what I mean?" Jack takes another huge bite of his chocolate bar.
Malcolm scowls "That sounds like an implied threat.. Not I need the help, I need to be here, but 'The school will lose out...'. Are you trying to imply a threat?"
Malcolm's stutter is entirely gone, and his voice is clear and steady.
"Not at all," Jack replies. "I just meant, I make things exciting around here. Without me, you'd have no one to bitch about or point fingers at. None of you have anything better to do, right. You'd be stuck here just staring at the walls without Jack to beat up on."
