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revivalproject2021-05-05 02:10 pm
dr_riley) wrote in revivalproject2021-05-05 02:10 pm
Everything tragic, take it away
WHO: Open to all!
WHERE: The local high school
WHAT: Opening event catch-all, centering on a Very Special Guest coming to talk to the students. Anyone is welcome to assume that role! Senator, scientist, entrepreneur, superhero - whoever!
WHEN: Event start
WARNINGS: None as yet!
On a perfectly ordinary morning, in a perfectly ordinary city, a small, blonde-haired man with a pointed, delicate looking face and sharp blue eyes rose from his perfectly ordinary slumber. He did so before his alarm, which was also perfectly ordinary, as was the coffee he had at breakfast and the drive he took to work. His name was Drake Riley; he was the Principal of the School, and always had been.
“Good morning, Mr Riley.”
“Morning, Hannah.
“Fresh coffee in the lounge.”
“Already had some, thanks.” He sat at his desk in his office, looking through the papers in his in-box.
“We have a very important guest coming today.” Hannah called.
“Yes...coming to talk to the students. Can you have the cafeteria cleared and set up after second period?”
“Yes, Mr Riley.”
Later, as Drake waited for the students to begin transitioning from their classrooms to the cafeteria-turned-auditorium, his fingers absently tapped out patterns on the cafeteria menu of the week. There was pineapple today. Pineapple. 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, tapped his fingers. The Guest would be coming at 12:30. 1230, 1230, 1230, XMMU J1230. He shook his head and got up, “I think I'll have some of that coffee after all.”
“Rough morning?”
“Not as such, just seem to be distracted is all,” he said as he poured himself a cup.
“Probably just a little stress,” Hannah said, stapling together a pamphlet. “It isn't every day such an important person visits, after all.”
“No, I know. Probably all it is. I'll be outside to see the students in, all right?”
“Of course, Mr Riley.”
Mr Riley. He didn’t like that; it sounded strange just as much as it sounded perfectly ordinary.
WHERE: The local high school
WHAT: Opening event catch-all, centering on a Very Special Guest coming to talk to the students. Anyone is welcome to assume that role! Senator, scientist, entrepreneur, superhero - whoever!
WHEN: Event start
WARNINGS: None as yet!
On a perfectly ordinary morning, in a perfectly ordinary city, a small, blonde-haired man with a pointed, delicate looking face and sharp blue eyes rose from his perfectly ordinary slumber. He did so before his alarm, which was also perfectly ordinary, as was the coffee he had at breakfast and the drive he took to work. His name was Drake Riley; he was the Principal of the School, and always had been.
“Good morning, Mr Riley.”
“Morning, Hannah.
“Fresh coffee in the lounge.”
“Already had some, thanks.” He sat at his desk in his office, looking through the papers in his in-box.
“We have a very important guest coming today.” Hannah called.
“Yes...coming to talk to the students. Can you have the cafeteria cleared and set up after second period?”
“Yes, Mr Riley.”
Later, as Drake waited for the students to begin transitioning from their classrooms to the cafeteria-turned-auditorium, his fingers absently tapped out patterns on the cafeteria menu of the week. There was pineapple today. Pineapple. 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, tapped his fingers. The Guest would be coming at 12:30. 1230, 1230, 1230, XMMU J1230. He shook his head and got up, “I think I'll have some of that coffee after all.”
“Rough morning?”
“Not as such, just seem to be distracted is all,” he said as he poured himself a cup.
“Probably just a little stress,” Hannah said, stapling together a pamphlet. “It isn't every day such an important person visits, after all.”
“No, I know. Probably all it is. I'll be outside to see the students in, all right?”
“Of course, Mr Riley.”
Mr Riley. He didn’t like that; it sounded strange just as much as it sounded perfectly ordinary.