CelticHero37
The Druid
Mac listened to what Darekk had to say. As he was listening, he sat in his black office chair and rubbed his chin. Darekk seemed to be telling the truth. He didn't really have much to lose at this point anyway. "Alright Darekk. Let's get a few things straight first. One, I'm not a fool. Somebody has to figure this out, otherwise this trend will continue from generation to generation, and I can't let that happen. Secondly, I completely agree that there's more to this world and more to this school. Of course we wouldn't be going without Jo, or Kamryn, or any of those guys. So, if you want to stick around and see what I'm doing, then pull up a chair. There's soda in the fridge if you want it. Otherwise, leave me to my work."
Mac picked up a pair of glasses from his desk. They were rectangle shaped with no rims or fancy designs. Then he pulled his diagram of the school out of the trash and did his best to press it flat again. Why did you crumple it Mac? he scolded himself. Then he leaned back and looked at Darekk again, "So what's your decision?"
Mac picked up a pair of glasses from his desk. They were rectangle shaped with no rims or fancy designs. Then he pulled his diagram of the school out of the trash and did his best to press it flat again. Why did you crumple it Mac? he scolded himself. Then he leaned back and looked at Darekk again, "So what's your decision?"