Your Fairy Goth Mother

[FrancisCross]

((For Lycia…an Open Thread))

Francis strode out confidently onto the courtyard of St. Joseph’s School dressed to the nines in her cheerleader uniform, peroxide blonde hair gently sifting the wind, carrying a massive black and green bag over her shoulders. In every sense gothic princess meets Santa Claus, she tossed the bag to the ground with an ominous clatter and smiled. She checked her watch, half past mid-night…and plenty of time.

Two and half hours later Francis sat back on the stone bench beneath the Wingra tree and surveyed her handy work. Nearly two-thirds of the courtyard was covered in small, brightly colored rockets...more fireworks than the past eight Fourth of July parties combined or could have hoped for. But this was about to be no ordinary fireworks display, the past three weeks of hunting Francis had been doing had culminated in the arrest of nearly 115 Tsoo sorcerers, the shut down of four factories, and the confiscation of an old Chinese spell. She checked her watch again, 2:55 am….nearly time.

She laid out the prayer flags and scrolls in strips along the grass, large pictographic letters scattered across the lawn and over bushes, some creeping up building walls and others dotting the light posts and information kiosks. The spell was almost ready as Francis laid out the battered Chinese text at her feet and stood tall before the sea of tiny rockets. She raised her arms, her toe slipped out sideways to press the ‘play’ button on Cricket’s CD player, and as the booming music of Les’ Miserables began to deafen the quad she shouted out the first words, struggling only slightly with the pronunciation.

There was a massive explosion! The first group of fireworks streaked into the sky in time with the music and covered the sky in the most brilliant colors imaginable. Azure mixed with crimson, gold and green with silver sparkles, yellow and orange as bright as a sunset all filled the night with glory. But, once again, these were no ordinary fireworks..these were magics crafted by the Tsoo and conducted by a 16 year-old Lightening Mage.

The colors began to churn and animate, forming giant pictures across the sky. The first, a deep red hummingbird sparkled into existence and flit through the stars just in time to meet the explosion of a blue flower with spiraling yellow streaks through its petals. The next was a green dragon floating through a gauntlet of exploding trees and willowy grass followed by starburst palms and ferns and an ocean of teal sparkles.

As the cascades of magic began to self perpetuate, Francis stood back and watched. She glanced once more at her watch, 3:01am….perfect.

“Well,” She sighed as the next group of rockets screamed into the night, “I am sooo going to get detention for this, but I’ll tell ya Lycia…from one goth to another, this school needs a little de-angstification.”

*Boom*

[Kris O'Sullivan]

3:05 AM

Noises and lights.

Kris woke up, and crossed the quad from her own bed to Lycia's, burrying herself in the covers, and adding her pillow to Lycia's, so as to both block the light and muffle the crackles, whistles, pops, and booms of the fire works outside. She wanted her sleep badly, after the sleepless night she'd had at home. With a pouty "No!" she became a lump in Lycia's bed, save for a keg, and half of her boy shorted bottom...

[Simon St James]

As the cascades of magic began to self perpetuate, Francis stood back and watched. She glanced once more at her watch, 3:01am….perfect.

“Well,” She sighed as the next group of rockets screamed into the night, “I am sooo going to get detention for this, but I’ll tell ya Lycia…from one goth to another, this school needs a little de-angstification.”

*Boom*

A loud *BOOM* sounded overhead, somewhere, and Simon was suddenly in the floor.

"Tha Heyull fahr's goin' own," he demanded as he drug himself to his feet, clad only in black breifs. Looking outside, he saw the fireworks. "Dammit ta heyull! Caint thay jus' let uh guy git sum sleyp?! Wut tahm izzit?"

[Kali Jade]

Kali had been on another of her late night outings and slinking silently back to the dorm she shared with November when
BOOM

Flashes of light and the smell of sulfur caught her attention.
At first she dived for a nearby bush trying to hide from whatever was attacking so she could get her bearings and take in the situation. Then the flashes of light became beautiful pictures in the sky above.

Peeking out she watched mezmerized. She hadnt seen fireworks since she was a small girl of about 6-7 yrs. And never did she remember them being this elaborate.

Once again she had managed to miss hearing what was going on and be late for something important she thought to herself.

Watching as the colors faded and more replaced them with new images she sat back and smiled. When it was over she would resume her path to the dorm.

[Sister Salvation]

Sister Salvation threw open the doors of her studio apartment that was attached to the library and sprinted into the courtyard after the first sounds of explosions. She'd been sleeping and in only her black tank top and loose cotton pajama pants tied low on her hips.

Seeing that the explosions were really fireworks and not an attack on the school she went from being terrified for the students to being pissed. Calming herself, the flames around her fists dimmed and went out. It had been a long time since she started fires just from fright and panic alone.

Her blue eyes scanned the courtyard to see Francis sitting on the bench under the tree quite proud of herself and her eyes narrowed. Suddenly wishing she was wearing her habit, she didn't have time to go back and get dressed. Brightly colored tattoos covered both of her arms from shoulder to mid-forearm and her naval piercing glittered in the light when she walked. Too late to hide it all now.

Stepping up to the bench she grabbed Francis by the arm and pulled her to her feet. "Make it stop. Right. Now."

[Jaygo Jones]

(( YAY!!!!! Salvation still lurks in the Library.. honestly.. you may post once in a blue moon and never be able to play, but Sister Salvation is totally a part of the school.. never feel that your not wanted..))

[Sister Salvation]

((Thanks, Jaygo! You made my day. I can try to make more posts, but I just always feel so weird since I didn't play and not many people actually know who I am. Thanks for the encouragement!))

[Stasis Kiss]

(( what Jaygo said, in spades from me too! always look forward to Salvation posts! ))

[FrancisCross]

*yells* Ahhh...hey, let go you crazy nun! What the hell...jesus...alright alright alright...I'll make it stop!.........Christ....

*begins to wave hands*

*mumbles* Hey....nice ink, Sister....

[Jaygo Jones]

((Thanks, Jaygo! You made my day. I can try to make more posts, but I just always feel so weird since I didn't play and not many people actually know who I am. Thanks for the encouragement!))

(( BAH.. plenty of people know you.. your the crazy cig stealing nun..and at the very least always welcome.. at least as long as you want to be.))

[Sister Salvation]

She gives Francis a small sharp shove when she comments about her tattoos, "Can it, Francis. And watch the blasphemy! You're a Catholic student remember?"

She looked at the girl her face hard, but her eyes gave away her amusement. "You've woken up the entire campus, brought all kinds of trouble on me and scared me half to death! Give me one good reason not to haul you down to The Dean and have you expelled for this crap?" She let go of Francis's arm and crossed her arms across her chest, looking very much the punk of her younger years waiting for something good to fall out of Francis's mouth.

[FrancisCross]

"One reason, huh?" Francis scratched her neck idly...

"Ummm....ok....how about the guy with the weird blue hair running shirtless out of the library at 4 am?"

"That do it?"

Her smiled was amused and she winked at Sister Salvation.

[Sister Salvation]

(( what Jaygo said, in spades from me too! always look forward to Salvation posts! ))

(( BAH.. plenty of people know you.. your the crazy cig stealing nun..and at the very least always welcome.. at least as long as you want to be.))

((Thanks you guys. Way to make a nun feel loved! I promise when you get detention, I'll make it slightly less painful than normal!))

[Sister Salvation]

Salvation had the grace to look midly chagrined with a smirk before wiping the look off her face and tilting her head to the side.

"I don't know if that's a good reason, though... I mean," she smirked, "Have they finished getting through all that salad you provided to them in the cafeteria yet?"

Salvation laughed then, and shook her head. "Seems like we're at a bit of a stalemate. I can get you expelled, you can get me fired, so we're stuck at a truce or something."

[FrancisCross]

Francis quirked an eyebrow and smiled as the last fizzle died out in the courtyard. She stuck out her hand, "Truce then, I guess. We'll call it even for this one."

A moments pause, "You know, we've had four 'vegetarian delight' days in a row in the cafeteria....I can't imagine why...."

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