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Carters Odd Encounter Sr Caim
The scene is set on a college campus, where Sienna, Carter, and Olivia are investigating a peculiar situation involving black feathers being distributed among students. They discuss the strange trend and its potential magical ties as they navigate through campus. Carter examines a feather given to him by Sienna, expressing unease and describing the sensation as 'pervasively negative'. Sienna suggests they might concoct a spell to locate the source of the feathers, while Olivia focuses on locating those involved in spreading the trend. Their search leads them to a cheerleader energetically distributing feathers and inciting school spirit, creating a mix of excitement and animosity among students.
The trio confront the cheerleader, who challenges them with questions about their loyalty and knowledge of recent sports events. Sienna and Carter provide the necessary answers, showcasing their school spirit, and they receive feathers of their own. Olivia questions the choice of the feather symbol, and the cheerleader explains that the feathers, provided by an eccentric man, are part of an environmentally friendly initiative that seems to amplify school spirit. The interactions suggest a broader plan in play, prompting the group to volunteer for distributing feathers, hoping to uncover more about the man behind the trend. Their plan involves diving deeper into the trend, possibly by engaging with the man responsible for the feathers, all in an attempt to unravel the mystery and its consequences for the student body.
(Sienna's odd encounter(SRCaim):SRCaim)
[Tue Nov 28 2023]
In a covered walkway
The white stone bricks that make up the path through campus are oddly shaped. Instead of typical interlocking cubes, many are elongated and impractically curved. They seem to entwine like vines or tentacles, but still form a perfectly flat surface, not unlike if the upper surface of a more rounded construct had been shaved down to a cross section.
It is afternoon, about 42F(5C) degrees, and the sky is covered by dark grey stormclouds.
Guiding the group across the school grounds bordering the marshlands from Spencer Center, Sienna quickly puts them back on the path somewhere between the fraternity and sorority houses, an old map of the schoolgrounds printed out on a piece of paper. "Okay, so I asked around with a couple of Phi-Beta-Chi girls and they mentioned that there were other students encouraging them to take black feathers they were handing out and turning them into accessories or decorations in their homes," she informs Carter and Olivia. "I managed to get one of the feathers from my house, so .... do you think you could look it over to see if its got any trace of magic on it, Carter? And maybe we can find one of those other students that was passing them out?"
"I met a couple of new girls today from Phi-Beta--no notice of them wearing the accessories, but maybe the trend hasn't caught on. Is the--pardon," Olivia says, caught on the word following a trace of. She furrows her brow again, similar to the time just a moment ago when Sienna called out Zenith for the full moon. She offers, clearing her head, "Maybe I can focus on finding the girls wearing feathers."
Carter looks to Sienna as she guides the group along, lifting his brows mildly as he considers that. "I can try.", he decides to her, giving a single nod. "It's... a little odd.", he considers to himself. "A strange trend.", he decides, extending a hand that Sienna might provide him with a feather.
Sienna quickly passes over the feather to Carter, realization quickly dawning over her features at Olivia's odd reactions to her words. She shoots the fluffy-brown-haired boy at her side a quick look, then throws an apologetic smile toward the other girl. "It might totally be something to help raise awareness for avian conservation efforts, too. I think this girl Bethany in the library was mentioning that when I asked her earlier too," she rattles off to draw attention from her odd choice of words to Carter.
A quick glance down at her watch. "It's not too far off from lunch time. Do we want to go check the plaza around the cafeteria to see if we spot one of those students? That's where I would go since most people start heading there for lunch-dinner hours."
Carter holds the feather between his right index finger and his thumb, focusing intently on it, inspecting it. He studies it, gently running his left index finger over its bristles and ridges, feeling it. A moment pases and he looks over to Sienna. "Oh, that sounds interesting. Birds are cool.", he responds lightly, his focus briefly turning to the feather before she suggests they might go and check out the cafeteria. "Yeah, that sounds like it might be a good idea.. We'll catch the crowd going between classes.", he decides.
"If that's a real possibility," Olivia opines toward Sienna as she settles her hands on her hips. Eyes turn round toward the frat houses as she says, "Shame we couldn't pull Avi in. But whatever -that- is, I think your call on the lunch area is for the best. Even if they go off-campus, they're probably going to cross the Union." If Carter is doing -anything- to that feather, he's going to have Olivia's scrutiny and curiosity on him during it.
Sienna watches Carter with curiosity while he begins to inspect the feather. "Man, that's so awesome," she murumrs under her breath, then gives a quick nod of agreement at Olivia. "Yeah, that's exactly what I was thinking..." Her brows knit softly at the mention of the Arkwright, a flash of emotion reflected in her eyes before its suppressed and she turns to lead the way down the covered pathway to the central plaza. "We should check in on him after we're all done with this. Maybe bring him a gift? Or take him out on like, a cute little friend group date? I want him to know how much he's appreciated."
The Swann falls quiet after that, keeping her eyes peeled for students wearing featherse in their hair or ornate accessories engaging with other classmates.
"I do hate for him to feel like he was. That's a good idea. If you know if he has favorites, I can pick up some dessert ingredients after my five o'clock," Olivia passes to Sienna while they take off to the funneled exit of the campus. Ideally they'll pass by someone with such an accessory, but if it comes to it, she's not shy about staking out a place on the stairs for a bit of a vantage of the crowds milling about.
There's a crowd this afternoon as would be expected, but with the dark grey stormclouds overhead threatening to unleash their burdens and make it everyone else's problem, there's not as much of a crowd as usual. This perhaps makes it easier to spot the girl with blonde pigtails in a Wildcats cheer uniform - despite it not being a game day - flitting between different groups with effusive cheer, offering feathers to people who don't have them, complimenting people who do, and stoking tensions between students who seem on the verge of physical violence as they discuss their own brand of school spirit.
As Carter runs his finger idly along the feather, he suddenly tenses up a bit, his gaze upon it becoming wary. "It.. It gives me bad vibes. I don't like it.", he says; his expression suggests he wants to be away from the feather, though he seems to resist the temptation of dropping it or letting it drift away, looking back between Sienna and Olivia with a look of mild concern.
Sienna aims an appreciative smile in Olivia's direction at the offer. "That's really sweet of you. I'll get a list together after all of this is over," she promises about the dessert ingredients, teeth rolling over her bottom lip pensively as she scans the thinned crowds milling through the commons. At Carter's revelation, she quickly snaps her attention back to the feather in his hand. "Do you think that we could maybe engineer like, a honing beacon spell or something to see where it's all coming from? They have to be getting imbued from somewhere specific, like a source?" she rattles off ideas hushedly in aside to him while Olivia is on the stakeout, which leaves her reliant on the willowy Tri-Delta to spot the blonde cheerleader pinging from group to group, offering compliments and feathers betwixt instigating fights.
Olivia can't speak to the vibes the feather gives Carter after his scan of the fallen plumage, but she can recognize a stirrer of shit when she sees it. It helps having no reasonable clue as to the metaphysics of the problem! She makes a hand on each of Sienna and Carter's arms, a light touch that indicates attention required. Her pointed look toward the blonde preceeds her hustle that way. She doesn't have a feather, what a perfect in for her and the trio. "Hey! Finally, I've been trying to get on this trend," she's ready to tell the girl with an exasperation whose affected nature is only helped by the shortness of breath a hustle in the cold brings.
"There are rituals for things like that.. but, like.. I don't know that it'd work for.. whatever this is. It's.. like, pervasively negative. Something.. abstract and.. just weirdly, like, there.", Carter responds to Sienna, considering it for a moment, looking back between Olivia and Sienna. "I hope he's doing alright.. he seemed upset at me last night.", he murmurs of the absent Arkwright, before Olivia's wandering them up over to the blonde cheerleader, who he affords a polite smile as he gives a nod to her proposition.
Carter gave a nod towards Olivia's pitch to the cheerleader, more specifically.
"Well let's put that in our back pocket just in case this doesn't pan out the way we hoped," Sienna whispers in suggestion to Carter after a moment of consideration for his opinion. The touch to her arm by Olivia brings her attention away from their quiet conversation, green eyes scanning across the way until they lock onto the blonde. "Score. She's on the cheer squad too," she enthuses, quickly adjusting the material of her crop top to bring the Wild Cat emblazoned on her modest chest front and center. "Heeeyy girl!" she calls over after the blonde, raising a hand to signal her attention over the trio, but content to let Olivia take point on their interaction.
"You're not even wearing Wildcat colors," the cheerleader immediately looks Olivia up and down judgmentally. "Don't know you that's currently the hottest trend?" She has a bunch of feathers in her hand, but doesn't seem inclined to give one up to Olivia quite so easily. "What was the score at the last Wildcats game?" she asks suddenly. Pop quiz time. "Come back to me when you have the answer," she says, and just like that, she turns her back on Olivia, waving energetically to a crowd of football players approaching, all in their matching jerseys, with Wildcats face paint smearing their cheeks. "Guys, over here!" she calls out. "I've got something super cool for you!" They get feathers, no problem.
"We are literally on the cheer squad," Olivia points out to the cheerleader with a frown, but if she's turned off to the football players that might well fall on deaf ears. She turns back to the other students and offers, "I can run and get changed. I was kind of pissed after that one call that I stopped paying attention to the scoreboard. Anyone could get the numbers regardless, but not everybody has a cheer uniform. Plus I can get out of these heels."
Sienna quickly comes to the rescue of Olivia, calling after the cheerleader, "The scores were 21-24, and the Flashers only managed that victory because the referee wouldn't call an illegal tackle from one of the Flashers' team," she bitterly recounts last Friday's ending. "We literally was going to doxx the referee, but that might've taken it too far since you know how some of the dads' of the players can get."
Carter looks over to Olivia with quirked eyebrows, before looking back to the cheerleader. "21 Cats, 24 Flashers. All because of a bullshit call.", he says with a paintedly-irritated tone, pushing his expression into a scowl and crossing his arms. It's unclear whether he really had strong feelings over the game or if he's just putting on an act, though it certainly seems at least somewhat more affected than the day of. He wrinkles his nose a bit as if pushing something off to the side at the back of his head, tucking the feather into his hoodie pocket. "I was going to key his car.", he offers with a grin.
"It's legal to doxx people if they're like Nazis or otherwise public menaces," Olivia points out to the other students present.
"Ugh, tell me about it," the cheerleader whips back around at the sound of Sienna's answer. "Oh, em, gee," she says, looking her over. "The cheer top? The matching Js?" she gushes over the outfit choice. "Literally the only thing you're missing?" She holds up a feather, identical to the one Carter holds, and tucks it into Sienna's hair. "Perfection!" she squeals.
"I like the way you think," the cheerleader tells Carter when he mentions keying the referee's car. "What else would you do?" she asks, competitively. "I'd also slash his tires, for the honor of the Wildcats," she raises the stakes.
"One of the guys could show him what an illegal tackle looks like first-hand so he knows how to call it," Olivia grumbles at this pigtailed cheerleader. "What's the deal with the feather symbol, by the way? I'd get like a Wildcat charm, but why did you pick a black feather?"
Carter looks over to the cheerleader, never one to be outdone. "I'd steal his Cat-alytic Converter, and sell it that I might donate the proceeds to more resources for the team to compensate for the win that he stole.", he wagers, enunciating that pun with some amusement, though he looks over to Olivia. "Oh, yeah, I was wondering that too.", he murmurs, adding on to her question and looking back to the cheerleader with an inquisitive green-eyed gaze, lifting his brows a bit.
Sienna dips her knee, feigning a curtsy toward the cheerleader as she's crowned with a feather that matches the one Carter holds. "Thank you, thank you!" she giggles brightly, reaching over to link her arm through Olivia's own to tug the fellow cheerleader in close. "Ooh, you're bad," she eggs Carter on when he ups the ante. "Maybe we could lift his CC numbers or bank account off deets and use it to make a sizeable donation to this avian conservation effort that's been going on?" She looks back to the pigtailed cheerleader, brows raised with a hopeful tilt of her head. "That's the point of the feathers, right? Showing school pride and raising awareness for that?'"
"Yo, Liv!" one of the football players wanders over, recognizing the cheerleader despite her not being in uniform. "Why are you dressed for a job interview during spirit week?" he asks, and a thumb reaches up to smear through the yellow paint on his own cheek, transplanting it to hers, drawing a little Wildcat paw over her skin.
"That's cheating," the cheerleader tells him, but she's ignored as he does his artwork. "Well see," the cheerleader apparently feels obligated to pay attention to Olivia now that she has the attention of a jock, because that's how these things work. "Because the guy who gave them to us said that they were biodegradeable and that's like, good for the environment, and better than littering fliers or cheap plastic charms around the town," she nods. "He was a little weird, kept talking to himself, but he was right - they work like a charm, everyone who sees them or picks one up gets really, really into the spirit of things! But they keep disappearing," she frowns. "If too many of them go away, it stops working, so we have to keep handing them out."
"Because I had a job interview right before Father Jack's class," Olivia laughs at the football player from her place linked in arm with Sienna by the blonde cheerleader. She turns up her cheek, letting him mark her there. Plying the boy with attention doesn't take too long--she's gotten in with the feather-bearing girl after all. She transitions back to the blonde and, looking between Sienna and Carter, adds, "Well we've got to keep it up then, don't we? Where can we find him? We'll help you get them out there--after I get back in my uniform, obvs."
Carter nods to his cohort with a smile, looking over to the cheerleader. "Yeah; I'd be more than happy to help distribute the feathers if you could point me to where to get some; I learned a bit on how stuff's, like, distributed and given out from Mister Lowe's class on, like, Emergency Management, so, like, I'm *totes* qualified for the job.", he asserts. Dubious? Perhaps.
The trio confront the cheerleader, who challenges them with questions about their loyalty and knowledge of recent sports events. Sienna and Carter provide the necessary answers, showcasing their school spirit, and they receive feathers of their own. Olivia questions the choice of the feather symbol, and the cheerleader explains that the feathers, provided by an eccentric man, are part of an environmentally friendly initiative that seems to amplify school spirit. The interactions suggest a broader plan in play, prompting the group to volunteer for distributing feathers, hoping to uncover more about the man behind the trend. Their plan involves diving deeper into the trend, possibly by engaging with the man responsible for the feathers, all in an attempt to unravel the mystery and its consequences for the student body.
(Sienna's odd encounter(SRCaim):SRCaim)
[Tue Nov 28 2023]
In a covered walkway
The white stone bricks that make up the path through campus are oddly shaped. Instead of typical interlocking cubes, many are elongated and impractically curved. They seem to entwine like vines or tentacles, but still form a perfectly flat surface, not unlike if the upper surface of a more rounded construct had been shaved down to a cross section.
It is afternoon, about 42F(5C) degrees, and the sky is covered by dark grey stormclouds.
Guiding the group across the school grounds bordering the marshlands from Spencer Center, Sienna quickly puts them back on the path somewhere between the fraternity and sorority houses, an old map of the schoolgrounds printed out on a piece of paper. "Okay, so I asked around with a couple of Phi-Beta-Chi girls and they mentioned that there were other students encouraging them to take black feathers they were handing out and turning them into accessories or decorations in their homes," she informs Carter and Olivia. "I managed to get one of the feathers from my house, so .... do you think you could look it over to see if its got any trace of magic on it, Carter? And maybe we can find one of those other students that was passing them out?"
"I met a couple of new girls today from Phi-Beta--no notice of them wearing the accessories, but maybe the trend hasn't caught on. Is the--pardon," Olivia says, caught on the word following a trace of. She furrows her brow again, similar to the time just a moment ago when Sienna called out Zenith for the full moon. She offers, clearing her head, "Maybe I can focus on finding the girls wearing feathers."
Carter looks to Sienna as she guides the group along, lifting his brows mildly as he considers that. "I can try.", he decides to her, giving a single nod. "It's... a little odd.", he considers to himself. "A strange trend.", he decides, extending a hand that Sienna might provide him with a feather.
Sienna quickly passes over the feather to Carter, realization quickly dawning over her features at Olivia's odd reactions to her words. She shoots the fluffy-brown-haired boy at her side a quick look, then throws an apologetic smile toward the other girl. "It might totally be something to help raise awareness for avian conservation efforts, too. I think this girl Bethany in the library was mentioning that when I asked her earlier too," she rattles off to draw attention from her odd choice of words to Carter.
A quick glance down at her watch. "It's not too far off from lunch time. Do we want to go check the plaza around the cafeteria to see if we spot one of those students? That's where I would go since most people start heading there for lunch-dinner hours."
Carter holds the feather between his right index finger and his thumb, focusing intently on it, inspecting it. He studies it, gently running his left index finger over its bristles and ridges, feeling it. A moment pases and he looks over to Sienna. "Oh, that sounds interesting. Birds are cool.", he responds lightly, his focus briefly turning to the feather before she suggests they might go and check out the cafeteria. "Yeah, that sounds like it might be a good idea.. We'll catch the crowd going between classes.", he decides.
"If that's a real possibility," Olivia opines toward Sienna as she settles her hands on her hips. Eyes turn round toward the frat houses as she says, "Shame we couldn't pull Avi in. But whatever -that- is, I think your call on the lunch area is for the best. Even if they go off-campus, they're probably going to cross the Union." If Carter is doing -anything- to that feather, he's going to have Olivia's scrutiny and curiosity on him during it.
Sienna watches Carter with curiosity while he begins to inspect the feather. "Man, that's so awesome," she murumrs under her breath, then gives a quick nod of agreement at Olivia. "Yeah, that's exactly what I was thinking..." Her brows knit softly at the mention of the Arkwright, a flash of emotion reflected in her eyes before its suppressed and she turns to lead the way down the covered pathway to the central plaza. "We should check in on him after we're all done with this. Maybe bring him a gift? Or take him out on like, a cute little friend group date? I want him to know how much he's appreciated."
The Swann falls quiet after that, keeping her eyes peeled for students wearing featherse in their hair or ornate accessories engaging with other classmates.
"I do hate for him to feel like he was. That's a good idea. If you know if he has favorites, I can pick up some dessert ingredients after my five o'clock," Olivia passes to Sienna while they take off to the funneled exit of the campus. Ideally they'll pass by someone with such an accessory, but if it comes to it, she's not shy about staking out a place on the stairs for a bit of a vantage of the crowds milling about.
There's a crowd this afternoon as would be expected, but with the dark grey stormclouds overhead threatening to unleash their burdens and make it everyone else's problem, there's not as much of a crowd as usual. This perhaps makes it easier to spot the girl with blonde pigtails in a Wildcats cheer uniform - despite it not being a game day - flitting between different groups with effusive cheer, offering feathers to people who don't have them, complimenting people who do, and stoking tensions between students who seem on the verge of physical violence as they discuss their own brand of school spirit.
As Carter runs his finger idly along the feather, he suddenly tenses up a bit, his gaze upon it becoming wary. "It.. It gives me bad vibes. I don't like it.", he says; his expression suggests he wants to be away from the feather, though he seems to resist the temptation of dropping it or letting it drift away, looking back between Sienna and Olivia with a look of mild concern.
Sienna aims an appreciative smile in Olivia's direction at the offer. "That's really sweet of you. I'll get a list together after all of this is over," she promises about the dessert ingredients, teeth rolling over her bottom lip pensively as she scans the thinned crowds milling through the commons. At Carter's revelation, she quickly snaps her attention back to the feather in his hand. "Do you think that we could maybe engineer like, a honing beacon spell or something to see where it's all coming from? They have to be getting imbued from somewhere specific, like a source?" she rattles off ideas hushedly in aside to him while Olivia is on the stakeout, which leaves her reliant on the willowy Tri-Delta to spot the blonde cheerleader pinging from group to group, offering compliments and feathers betwixt instigating fights.
Olivia can't speak to the vibes the feather gives Carter after his scan of the fallen plumage, but she can recognize a stirrer of shit when she sees it. It helps having no reasonable clue as to the metaphysics of the problem! She makes a hand on each of Sienna and Carter's arms, a light touch that indicates attention required. Her pointed look toward the blonde preceeds her hustle that way. She doesn't have a feather, what a perfect in for her and the trio. "Hey! Finally, I've been trying to get on this trend," she's ready to tell the girl with an exasperation whose affected nature is only helped by the shortness of breath a hustle in the cold brings.
"There are rituals for things like that.. but, like.. I don't know that it'd work for.. whatever this is. It's.. like, pervasively negative. Something.. abstract and.. just weirdly, like, there.", Carter responds to Sienna, considering it for a moment, looking back between Olivia and Sienna. "I hope he's doing alright.. he seemed upset at me last night.", he murmurs of the absent Arkwright, before Olivia's wandering them up over to the blonde cheerleader, who he affords a polite smile as he gives a nod to her proposition.
Carter gave a nod towards Olivia's pitch to the cheerleader, more specifically.
"Well let's put that in our back pocket just in case this doesn't pan out the way we hoped," Sienna whispers in suggestion to Carter after a moment of consideration for his opinion. The touch to her arm by Olivia brings her attention away from their quiet conversation, green eyes scanning across the way until they lock onto the blonde. "Score. She's on the cheer squad too," she enthuses, quickly adjusting the material of her crop top to bring the Wild Cat emblazoned on her modest chest front and center. "Heeeyy girl!" she calls over after the blonde, raising a hand to signal her attention over the trio, but content to let Olivia take point on their interaction.
"You're not even wearing Wildcat colors," the cheerleader immediately looks Olivia up and down judgmentally. "Don't know you that's currently the hottest trend?" She has a bunch of feathers in her hand, but doesn't seem inclined to give one up to Olivia quite so easily. "What was the score at the last Wildcats game?" she asks suddenly. Pop quiz time. "Come back to me when you have the answer," she says, and just like that, she turns her back on Olivia, waving energetically to a crowd of football players approaching, all in their matching jerseys, with Wildcats face paint smearing their cheeks. "Guys, over here!" she calls out. "I've got something super cool for you!" They get feathers, no problem.
"We are literally on the cheer squad," Olivia points out to the cheerleader with a frown, but if she's turned off to the football players that might well fall on deaf ears. She turns back to the other students and offers, "I can run and get changed. I was kind of pissed after that one call that I stopped paying attention to the scoreboard. Anyone could get the numbers regardless, but not everybody has a cheer uniform. Plus I can get out of these heels."
Sienna quickly comes to the rescue of Olivia, calling after the cheerleader, "The scores were 21-24, and the Flashers only managed that victory because the referee wouldn't call an illegal tackle from one of the Flashers' team," she bitterly recounts last Friday's ending. "We literally was going to doxx the referee, but that might've taken it too far since you know how some of the dads' of the players can get."
Carter looks over to Olivia with quirked eyebrows, before looking back to the cheerleader. "21 Cats, 24 Flashers. All because of a bullshit call.", he says with a paintedly-irritated tone, pushing his expression into a scowl and crossing his arms. It's unclear whether he really had strong feelings over the game or if he's just putting on an act, though it certainly seems at least somewhat more affected than the day of. He wrinkles his nose a bit as if pushing something off to the side at the back of his head, tucking the feather into his hoodie pocket. "I was going to key his car.", he offers with a grin.
"It's legal to doxx people if they're like Nazis or otherwise public menaces," Olivia points out to the other students present.
"Ugh, tell me about it," the cheerleader whips back around at the sound of Sienna's answer. "Oh, em, gee," she says, looking her over. "The cheer top? The matching Js?" she gushes over the outfit choice. "Literally the only thing you're missing?" She holds up a feather, identical to the one Carter holds, and tucks it into Sienna's hair. "Perfection!" she squeals.
"I like the way you think," the cheerleader tells Carter when he mentions keying the referee's car. "What else would you do?" she asks, competitively. "I'd also slash his tires, for the honor of the Wildcats," she raises the stakes.
"One of the guys could show him what an illegal tackle looks like first-hand so he knows how to call it," Olivia grumbles at this pigtailed cheerleader. "What's the deal with the feather symbol, by the way? I'd get like a Wildcat charm, but why did you pick a black feather?"
Carter looks over to the cheerleader, never one to be outdone. "I'd steal his Cat-alytic Converter, and sell it that I might donate the proceeds to more resources for the team to compensate for the win that he stole.", he wagers, enunciating that pun with some amusement, though he looks over to Olivia. "Oh, yeah, I was wondering that too.", he murmurs, adding on to her question and looking back to the cheerleader with an inquisitive green-eyed gaze, lifting his brows a bit.
Sienna dips her knee, feigning a curtsy toward the cheerleader as she's crowned with a feather that matches the one Carter holds. "Thank you, thank you!" she giggles brightly, reaching over to link her arm through Olivia's own to tug the fellow cheerleader in close. "Ooh, you're bad," she eggs Carter on when he ups the ante. "Maybe we could lift his CC numbers or bank account off deets and use it to make a sizeable donation to this avian conservation effort that's been going on?" She looks back to the pigtailed cheerleader, brows raised with a hopeful tilt of her head. "That's the point of the feathers, right? Showing school pride and raising awareness for that?'"
"Yo, Liv!" one of the football players wanders over, recognizing the cheerleader despite her not being in uniform. "Why are you dressed for a job interview during spirit week?" he asks, and a thumb reaches up to smear through the yellow paint on his own cheek, transplanting it to hers, drawing a little Wildcat paw over her skin.
"That's cheating," the cheerleader tells him, but she's ignored as he does his artwork. "Well see," the cheerleader apparently feels obligated to pay attention to Olivia now that she has the attention of a jock, because that's how these things work. "Because the guy who gave them to us said that they were biodegradeable and that's like, good for the environment, and better than littering fliers or cheap plastic charms around the town," she nods. "He was a little weird, kept talking to himself, but he was right - they work like a charm, everyone who sees them or picks one up gets really, really into the spirit of things! But they keep disappearing," she frowns. "If too many of them go away, it stops working, so we have to keep handing them out."
"Because I had a job interview right before Father Jack's class," Olivia laughs at the football player from her place linked in arm with Sienna by the blonde cheerleader. She turns up her cheek, letting him mark her there. Plying the boy with attention doesn't take too long--she's gotten in with the feather-bearing girl after all. She transitions back to the blonde and, looking between Sienna and Carter, adds, "Well we've got to keep it up then, don't we? Where can we find him? We'll help you get them out there--after I get back in my uniform, obvs."
Carter nods to his cohort with a smile, looking over to the cheerleader. "Yeah; I'd be more than happy to help distribute the feathers if you could point me to where to get some; I learned a bit on how stuff's, like, distributed and given out from Mister Lowe's class on, like, Emergency Management, so, like, I'm *totes* qualified for the job.", he asserts. Dubious? Perhaps.