Necessity4Fun
I'll keep trying, even if I'm not good enough...
~ Judith Geniewek ~
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The Gardens
All Free~!
Judith didn't know what she had been expecting from the rest of this mundane interaction, but it certainly had not been what she had got. For starters, the sudden physical contact had not only been startling, but very unpleasant. Though externally her reaction had been nothing more than a few confused blinks, internally, the water spirit was outraged that the other had dared to do such a thing without her consent. A few outer strands of hair momentarily defying gravity in accordance with her disgust. The only one that was allowed to do such a thing was Samson!! ...And he didn't normally make full use of that card, much to the woman's dismay.
As if that hadn't been enough, the boy had smiled at her and placed the bag of bagels on her hands. Uhh, hello? Hadn't she made it clear that she wasn't interested in those? Especially something as simple as a type of bread... Apparently, the message had entered one ear and gotten out the other. Oy maybe she should have been more direct. Whatever had been the cause, now Judy found herself with a bag of bagels that she did not want and the owner of said bagels had strolled away, seemingly not to return any soon.
She watched him leave attentively until the Rusalka judged the other too far to see her:
"Pass the bagels, huh?", Judith thought to herself, glancing around and taking notice of the students nearby.
...
"...Nie." (No)
With the end of the act, the woman released the bag of bagels without hesitation, letting the whole thing drop to the floor. One or two of the fluffy pastries coming out of the bag with the impact of the landing. Wearing a wicked grin, Judith soon brought her boot up, delivering a very sadistic blow to the defenseless bread as it squashed and crumpled under the heavy sole, again and again, and again. Once she was done, there was nothing left but tiny crumbs all over the ground where there once had been whole bagels.
She had to contain herself not to laugh in delight at the sight of her completed work! This had been, oH, SO SATISFYING!!!! Pfffft, the poor fool had thought that giving her, The Ruler of the Hańcza, such an altruistic and good-willed task was a good idea... And he had been so wrONG~!! Judy would have liked to see the naive boy's reaction at the destruction of his precious pastries but sadly he had left too soon, what a pity.
The sounds of fireworks echoed, taking Judith out of the proud contemplation of the 'ex-bagels'. And that's when she remembered... Oh no, the gardens! The introduction! SAMSON! Stepping over the crumbles of bread one last time, the woman rushed in the general direction of the fireworks. Eventually, Judy had reached the academy's garden, right in time to listen to Luxor apologizing for Lyssa's bus crash from earlier. Apologizing? What was there to apologize about?? That had been THE MOST FUN she had ever been through inside a bus!! She would request for bis if that didn't mean making the experience predictable and thus, boring. But this wasn't why Judy had come...
As Luxor kept talking, Judith stopped paying attention, instead frantically glancing around in search of a certain special someone.
The crowd of students started to disperse, but still, the woman refused to let go, her gaze only growing more panicked the more the vicinity went empty. It was only when she overheard Cicero's apology towards the headmaster that the realization hit her full-force: HE wasn't there.
In the midst of her disappointment, Judy felt a plethora of negative, painful and ragging emotions boil to the surface, her whole being shaking as she tried to keep all that energy in...
...Until she couldn't anymore, picking up the scissors from her pocket in a swift motion and throwing it at a nearby tree. The rusted sharp tool embedded in the bark of the tree and stayed there, poking out like a new, metallic branch. Judith remained still, giving off a heavy, unfriendly aura, not making any indication of a desire to pick the object back nor going anywhere.
Urgh, there was just so.much.frusTRATION!!
As if that hadn't been enough, the boy had smiled at her and placed the bag of bagels on her hands. Uhh, hello? Hadn't she made it clear that she wasn't interested in those? Especially something as simple as a type of bread... Apparently, the message had entered one ear and gotten out the other. Oy maybe she should have been more direct. Whatever had been the cause, now Judy found herself with a bag of bagels that she did not want and the owner of said bagels had strolled away, seemingly not to return any soon.
She watched him leave attentively until the Rusalka judged the other too far to see her:
"Pass the bagels, huh?", Judith thought to herself, glancing around and taking notice of the students nearby.
...
"...Nie." (No)
With the end of the act, the woman released the bag of bagels without hesitation, letting the whole thing drop to the floor. One or two of the fluffy pastries coming out of the bag with the impact of the landing. Wearing a wicked grin, Judith soon brought her boot up, delivering a very sadistic blow to the defenseless bread as it squashed and crumpled under the heavy sole, again and again, and again. Once she was done, there was nothing left but tiny crumbs all over the ground where there once had been whole bagels.
She had to contain herself not to laugh in delight at the sight of her completed work! This had been, oH, SO SATISFYING!!!! Pfffft, the poor fool had thought that giving her, The Ruler of the Hańcza, such an altruistic and good-willed task was a good idea... And he had been so wrONG~!! Judy would have liked to see the naive boy's reaction at the destruction of his precious pastries but sadly he had left too soon, what a pity.
The sounds of fireworks echoed, taking Judith out of the proud contemplation of the 'ex-bagels'. And that's when she remembered... Oh no, the gardens! The introduction! SAMSON! Stepping over the crumbles of bread one last time, the woman rushed in the general direction of the fireworks. Eventually, Judy had reached the academy's garden, right in time to listen to Luxor apologizing for Lyssa's bus crash from earlier. Apologizing? What was there to apologize about?? That had been THE MOST FUN she had ever been through inside a bus!! She would request for bis if that didn't mean making the experience predictable and thus, boring. But this wasn't why Judy had come...
As Luxor kept talking, Judith stopped paying attention, instead frantically glancing around in search of a certain special someone.
The crowd of students started to disperse, but still, the woman refused to let go, her gaze only growing more panicked the more the vicinity went empty. It was only when she overheard Cicero's apology towards the headmaster that the realization hit her full-force: HE wasn't there.
In the midst of her disappointment, Judy felt a plethora of negative, painful and ragging emotions boil to the surface, her whole being shaking as she tried to keep all that energy in...
...Until she couldn't anymore, picking up the scissors from her pocket in a swift motion and throwing it at a nearby tree. The rusted sharp tool embedded in the bark of the tree and stayed there, poking out like a new, metallic branch. Judith remained still, giving off a heavy, unfriendly aura, not making any indication of a desire to pick the object back nor going anywhere.
Urgh, there was just so.much.frusTRATION!!
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