"I wouldn't do that," Theron warned the girl who was standing on the edge of the roof "you'll live, not high enough of a drop to kill yourself."
"And who says I'm contemplating jumping off?" Xena asked without turning to face them
He shrugged "don't know, all I'm saying that won't kill you."
The jock finally followed the trail to a garbage can. He swallowed and opened the lid. "Yep. That's disgusting." He was staring down at the body of a dead brunette girl folded up awkwardly on top of snickers wrappers and crumpled, half done essays. He slowly shut the lid again and bolted for the library. This was bad. Really bad….
The practice had finished and the geeks had split up, taking their trusty instruments back to their dorms for more practice. Ryder hummed as he walked, his feet keeping step with the song he had been playing with his bandmates, blissfully unaware of the school lockdown, how weird he looked with a huge baritone case swinging from his hand, and the group of students gathered in the library as he passed it.
Donovan burst into the library with a loud crash, earning him a furious look from the librarians. He ran to find someone else from that's girl's alleged "murder investigation" group.
He shrugged "don't know, all I'm saying that won't kill you."
She finally looked over at him and smiled "Xena, Xena Blair." She said
"Theron," he nodded in greetings and whiped his dagger with his shirt
Phoebe raised an eyebrow as one of the boys she "kidnapped" earlier burst into the library. "What the fuck is wrong with you? This is a library, you're supposed to be quiet." She said loudly, jutting her hip out and placing her hand on it. She ignored the angry voices telling her to shut up.
"Theron," he nodded in greetings and whiped his dagger with his shirt
"What do you think of the murder?" She asked
"it happened once and it'll happen again. Yes it is tragic, but it's what we prepare for everyday. We can't go around killing if we're going to complete our actions later." He replied
"That's true and all but I cant help wondering who did it." Xena said
He nodded in agreement "who indeed"
"We should probably get down, or else we will get in trouble." She smirked
He shrugged "I'll stay up here for a bit."
Phoebe raised an eyebrow as one of the boys she "kidnapped" earlier burst into the library. "What the fuck is wrong with you? This is a library, you're supposed to be quiet." She said loudly, jutting her hip out and placing her hand on it. She ignored the angry voices telling her to shut up.
Donovan spotted Phoebe. His eyes were wide and clearly panicked. He grabbed her arm and forcefully dragged her to his small haven. It was serious if he was bringing someone to his secret spot. He grabbed her shoulders and said in a low panicked tone, "There's been another."
Phoebe yanked her arm away from him. "What the fuck do you mean there's been another? You need to calm down and don't grab people like that, it could get you killed."
Donovan ignored her warnings and shook her hard. "There's another FUCKIN'-" He then realized himself and stepped back, turning away and collapsing onto his chair, hunched over and trying to keep from hyperventilating or vomiting.
Phoebe rubbed her forehead, muttering something along the lines of, "Since when did I become a psychologist." She took a deep breath and knelt in front of him. "Donovan, you need to calm down, this hyperventilating isn't going to help anyone. So I need you to calm down and speak in full sentences."
Donovan held up a finger. "Just gimme a sec." After a few moments he took a deep breath and said softly, "I found another corpse… in a garbage can…"
(Should all of then just meet on the roof? That way they cant escape when Pheobe comes)
(Probably…)
Phoebe stared at him for a minute before blinking. "I'm sorry, what did you just say?" She asked in bewilderment. She couldn't tell if he was truly genuine or making it up to prank her.
Donovan looked up at her with a pale face and wide eyes. "There was another dead girl in a garbage can…"
Ryder paused when he heard voices, looking around and peering down a hall. What are they doing?
“…Dead girl in a garbage can…” is all the geek heard.
Phobe stood up and him her hand. "Show me," she demanded. She went from confused to stone cold in seconds, the initial shock having worn off.
Luna had been hiding in her hallway reading the book she got from the library. She didn't really care all that much about what that Phoebe girl said, she wasn't going to help.
Donovan stood up and motioned for Phoebe to follow. He led her down the hallways until they were a few yards from the garbage can. He pointed, refusing to go closer. Not again.
(Poor baby)
Phoebe walked to the trash can slowly, half expecting someone to jump out and grab her or throw a knife at her. When that didn't happen, she glanced back at Donovan before focusing her attention back on the garbage can. She slowly raised the lid, her eyes widening at the scene. "Whoever did this killed her good."
Donovan covered his mouth and swallowed hard, keeping the bile down. "Yeah, don't remind me."
Phoebe raised an eyebrow at him. "Why are you at this school if you can barely keep your vomit down looking at a dead body. You're here to train to kill people, which means you're going to see a lot more dead bodies."