(2018-08-16) Chairs, Curfews, and Clothes
Chairs, Curfews, and Clothes
Summary: Buddy is interviewed by the Headmaster to see about Buddy becoming a student at the school.
Date: 2018-08-16
Related: None
NPCs: Headmaster
Scene Runner: None
Players:
buddy..

The Headmaster is waiting in his office after summoning the non student who has been lurking on Unit 23's property. Magma and he had a few words and it was decided that if possible the situation should be taken care of before the students move back to the new facility. The man sits behind a mahogany desk, dress in a finely tailored suit of grey colors. He sits patiently, waiting for this animal shifter to come to him. There are several stacks of papers on his desk in neat piles, awaiting soemthing.

There is a knock at the door before the heavy wooden door opens. Nervous energy practically comes rolling into the room. A few words can be heard just before a young teen is half-pushed and half-guided into the room. The door shuts behind him. He turns and looks at the door. Very quickly his eyes dart around the room, barely bothering to land up on the man at the desk. He is clearly looking for escape options. The last time he was inside, he was kept caged for two years. He swallows hard and stands up against the door. Finally his eyes move to the man at the desk. Buddy's eyes are a rather unique combination of colors: the right eye is a brillant blue color while the left eye is an emerald green color. "Hi," he is so nervous his voice is shaking. Hiding emotions is not one of his abilities.

Headmaster waits, giving the nerves child time to look and plan. An eyebrow lifts slightly at the greeting before the head master nods once and answers, "Hello Buddy." He has a thick British accent that clips when he talks. He seems rather…calm. "Please, sit. We have much to discuss." He motions to a chair in front of the imposing desk.

Buddy stays against the door and absent-mindedly rubs the back of his neck. "The chair? You want me to sit in the chair? Oh, I guess so. That is what chairs are made for. Sitting huh? Some people like sitting in chairs." He carefully walks towards the chair as someone who is ready to bolt at a moment's notice. Once he reaches the chair, he finally jumps into it. He sits with is feet up on the chair and his knees up towards his chest. His hands are down by his side making it look more like a dog sitting there than a boy.

Headmaster blinks while he studies Buddy. The sitting is noted, but he doesn't scold the teen. Instead, "What do you remember of your life before, Buddy. We must find your family. You can not live like this." And then before the teen can argue, "The school is moving to an island. You will not eb able to linger here. Or there." He leans back in his chair.

"Why can't I live like this? I did it before when - Well, before Granger and Shocky Man got me. I lived in the woods and took care of my self for some time." He is expressive and quite energetic when he speaks although this seems normal for him though perhaps the nervousness has amped him up a little bit. "As for before, I guess you mean before Granger there was the woods. Before the woods there was Susie and her family. They called me Skippy. I didn't like that. Before them was the pound. Before them was home. I have a mommy and daddy. They looked for me the first few times when I turned into an animal and they didn't know it was me so people here think they must be looking for me too. I looked for them a lot when I was in the woods. I flew around looking and even sniffed around sniffing. Fire Hand Girl .. wait, Si -erra." He has a hard time with names. "Said not to give up hope."

Headmaster listens, although a strange look crosses his face briefly before leaning forwards and quite bluntly saying, "There will always be a Granger and Shocky Man out there somewhere, Buddy." There's a nod, "Yes. Your parents. Do you know there names, what state you lived in?" There are other ways of finding his parents, but those are the best places to start. A low grunt, "Facts will do you better than hope, Buddy. Let's start with those instead."

The saying that there will always be a Granger and Shocky Man hits Buddy like a ton of brinks. He practically shrinks into the chair some. He looks up when he asks about his parents. "I, I know my name is Judson Jones, but everyone calls me Buddy because my grandpappy's name is Judson too. So at first they called me Bud and then Buddy. My daddy's name is Thomas. He worked really hard. My mommy is Jenny. She is really pretty. I made her worry a lot, but I didn't mean to. Promise! And the state was, was…." Buddy shakes his head a bit before saying, "Vergania. Verginny? Something like that. Sometimes its hard to think about some things before." Before he lived for nearly three years as an animal. He's partially forgotten what is it like to be person.

Well then. Even easier. "Very good, Mr.Jones. I will get that information to the people that will be able to track form your family." His fingers steeple as he watches Buddy, "But that will mean you must stay here, under the school's protection till we find you parents. If not, we must call the police to deal with you." Minor on the run and all. "Do you understand, Mr.Jones?"

The word police cranks his fear level up to a whole other leve. Police have handcuffs. Police put people in jail cells which just big cages. Of course, Buddy could turn into a little animal and slip between the doors, but he wasn't being rational the moment. "Police?! Why the police? I've been good. I haven't dug holes in the yard. I've only eaten plants or bugs. I haven't gone through the trash either though it smells pretty good."

Headmaster holds up his hand for silence, and Buddy can feel the urge to obey that silent command. "The police take lost children and hold them till their families can be found. I am giving you a chose, Mr.Jones." Leaning forward he folds his hand onto eat other on top of the desk, "You will need to attend classes , adhere to the rules that the students adhere to. Is this acceptable? Or would you prefer to leave here?" And the silent go with the police is there.

Buddy shakes his head. "I'm not lost. I know where I am. I just know where the place that I am is." He doesn't particularly sound like he is joking but that somehow made sense in his head. "I can try to attend classes and stuff. I haven't gone to school in a long time so it might be fun. Plus, I bet there is a lot of stuff that Granger and Shocky Man kept me from learning. Are there rules about being inside? I still don't like being inside a lot. Outside is better where the grass and sky and stuff is. Is that okay to be outside a lot?"

Headmaster's eyes narrow and he holds up his hand again for silence. "If you choose to attend the school you will be required to be indoors when there are classes and when curfew dictates you must be in and in bed. You will be given uniforms to wear." He moves a note pad over to make a note on it, "Then you are officially a Coral Springs students, Mr.Jones. You will sleep indoors from now on and tomorrow you will be given a stipen to acquire some clothing. I will have ne of the male students sho you to an empty bed, and you can take a shower."

Headmaster's eyes narrow and he holds up his hand again for silence. "If you choose to attend the school you will be required to be indoors when there are classes and when curfew dictates you must be in and in bed. You will be given uniforms to wear." He moves a note pad over to make a note on it, "Then you are officially a Coral Springs students, Mr.Jones. You will sleep indoors from now on and tomorrow you will be given a stipen to acquire some clothing. I will have ne of the male students sho you to an empty bed, and you can take a shower."

Buddy's head drops when he holds up his hand for silence. He listens to all of these requirements and looks up at him with big puppy dog eyes. "Can I sleep outside on weekends?" He will not look forward to finding out that he has to wear shoes but that will be an issue for another time. Go to class, wear shoes, take a shower? This was starting to feel like like in the before time.

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