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"No idea at all." Gwen replies to William. "I guess we're not bright enough to run" she grins at this new guy. "I'm Gwen by the way. You seem to have done a pretty good job of making sure that thing is dead." She motions towards the greenish-blue stains on his shirt.

Gwen mutters something about not moving injured people as Alex and Mr Gray shift the old guy from the corridor to the nearest classroom. She makes sure he's comfortable before taking Mercedes to one side.

"Is it just me, or have this lot gone a bit... weird on us? I'm really not liking all this talk of demons and rituals, it all sounds a bit nuts to me." She looks over at Matt, raising one eyebrow. "Maybe we should talk to the police, rather than letting the rest of them take a one way trip to the sanatorium?"
 
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"There is nothing to be afraid of, but we have to get this guy into my class room, I'll explain when we get there"

"Trust me, I'm a teacher"
 

Tom follows along.

This explanation better be good. A town with unnatural energy, a demon in the lunchroom and a teacher dressed in tweed, is this some kind of strange government conspiracy?
 

Jarval said:
"No idea at all." Gwen replies to William. "I guess we're not bright enough to run" she grins at this new guy. "I'm Gwen by the way. You seem to have done a pretty good job of making sure that thing is dead." She motions towards the greenish-blue stains on his shirt.

Gwen mutters something about not moving injured people as Alex and Mr Gray shift the old guy from the corridor to the nearest classroom. She makes sure he's comfortable before taking Mercedes to one side.

"Is it just me, or have this lot gone a bit... weird on us? I'm really not liking all this talk of demons and rituals, it all sounds a bit nuts to me." She looks over at Matt, raising one eyebrow. "Maybe we should talk to the police, rather than letting the rest of them take a one way trip to the sanatorium?"
"Call me Corlon," says William, "who would like talk about demons and rituals? At least in the real world"
 
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Originally posted by Timothy "People, I don't think this is something for the police to handle, I know what we're dealing with here, so just move this elderly chap to my classroom"

Mercedes glanced at Gwen. "We shouldn't move him, right? Moving him will only injure him more. Wait for the paramedics to come and get him." She's not allowing the teacher to move the obviously severely injured man.

So far today, she didn't particularly trust Mr. G. What kind of teacher tells a 15 year old girl to go fight a big Bad while he cowers in back?

"And isn't that what the police are for? To handle stuff like this? If a girl's been kidnapped by some gang members...I guess the gang's called The Demons or something...for some initiation ritual...then why wouldn't it be a matter for the police?"
 

"The police won't be able to handle it, thats a given of the situation, the police can never handle it. But unless you have an emerency room hidden in your classroom, he goes to the hospital. Trust me on this Gwen, don't get involved, please." Matt sighed knowing that they weren't going to do what he asked and just go away.

"Ok you want to know what a Slayer is." he said glaring at Gray, "well that was a real demon, they do exist demons, vampires, werewolves all of it. There are people who fight them to make the rest of humanity as safe as possible. The Slayer is a girl who is given mystical powers to aid her in the fight, speed, strength, endurance and a few others. Whenever she dies her powers pass along to one of the next possible Slayer candidates. A watcher is her back-up, each candidate is assigned a watcher to train her, and it looks like dopey is yours Mercedes." He says looking meaningfully from Gray to the Cheerleader and back.
 

Mercedes stares at Matt for a second before bursting out in laughter. Covering her mouth, she tried to stop laughing. "Slay--slayer? And Mr. G as this watcher? That's a good one! You should be a writer or something."

Waving her fingers in the air, she laughed some more. "Come on. I'm no Joan of Arc here, just a cheerleader. No mystical ball of gobbly goop controls my destiny. But it was a good one, Matt. Relieved alot of tension."
 
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"Police can't handle anything."
"I can believe in demons and stuff, after what we just saw, but she is the slayer? Cmon, seriously, is this a joke?" says William, "and if I remember correctly, Joan of arc fought for religion, and against realistic things, plus we're not in France...ah, nevermind."
 
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Mr. Gray gives a Pterufying look (If looks could kill, we would have another body right now) to Matt.
But then decides to make the best of the situation.

"Mercedes, Matt is right, I did not want to let you find out like this, but soon you will feel that you are developping unusual powers, and that a lot of demons ill be coming after you. Just trust me and Matt, we know what we are doing. (again a terrifying look to matt) And maybe you are right, that Mr. Rebert here (Pointing at the elder watcher) is taken to a hospital to heal. But I wan't none of you speaking to your parents or the police what has happened here. We'll need to get a story together that sounds plausable. And we'll need to get rid of this demon's carcass and clean up the mess."

"Agreed everyone?"
 


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