oliver
count the seconds
archie
MOOD: excited
LOCATION: the school
OUTFIT: a patterned button-up, jeans, mismatched socks, and red chuck taylor's
MENTIONS: punky, delilah
TAGS: n/a
LOCATION: the school
OUTFIT: a patterned button-up, jeans, mismatched socks, and red chuck taylor's
MENTIONS: punky, delilah
TAGS: n/a
Lips pursed together; hazel eyes focused on the green chalkboard with a coat of white dust ahead. Archie’s eyebrows furrowed with a particular frustration as S.H.I.T. was now an official, school-ordained club.
Mrs. Morris had a soft spot for Archie. However, she never showed up to the meetings despite being the faculty advisor. Evidently, she’d spent enough time with him during first period when he was already bouncing off the walls. Constantly churning out content irrelevant to the lesson, Archie was aware he could be too… much.
A deep sigh from his own chest dragged him from his temporary daze. He straightened his back, sitting upright on a desk shoved against the far wall. Archie cleared his throat before a wide grin stretched across his face.
“Members of the Supernatural Happenings Investigation Team, may I please have your attention? Over.” He pretended to speak into his hand as if it were a walkie-talkie.
Archie’s feet touched the ground, and he stood up, a head or two above everyone else. “A couple important announcements to make.” He clapped his hands together but didn’t keep them clasped for very long. Seconds later, he was pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “You may have noticed a new face uh… a couple meetings ago? Ms. Punky!” He introduced her properly, pointing over to her before giving several resounding claps. Delilah reminded him to do it, finally.
“Next order of business: Cindy Fischer. The name ring a bell?” His eyes scanned the crowd, but Archie waited for no particular reaction. “A peer that went missing in June—June! And I think with no recent developments in the case, we must take things into our own hands.” Organized searches with volunteers had turned up with nothing. This was another favor and not meant to encumber the investigation.
Gliding between the rows of desks to the front, Archie plucked up a piece of chalk and began scribbling down illegible words as he talked. “It’s the perfect case for us! The police were never looking in the right direction because the answer lies in—” he drew a big circle around the words “—Aliens! Or something… supernatural, anyway.” He twisted around and dropped the chalk in the tray.
“Who’s in?”
This was a democracy. Group votes usually led to the final decision, though Archie thought his presentation was relatively convincing. The others must have wanted justice for their missing classmate and to ease their worried minds, right? Up until then, things had been slow with cases that didn’t even pertain to the whole point of the club. Plus, Graysville had enacted a loose but inconvenient buddy rule.
“Ah… And I guess I should mention this stays between us. Mrs. Morris can’t know we’re having club activities off the school premises. ”
Mrs. Morris had a soft spot for Archie. However, she never showed up to the meetings despite being the faculty advisor. Evidently, she’d spent enough time with him during first period when he was already bouncing off the walls. Constantly churning out content irrelevant to the lesson, Archie was aware he could be too… much.
A deep sigh from his own chest dragged him from his temporary daze. He straightened his back, sitting upright on a desk shoved against the far wall. Archie cleared his throat before a wide grin stretched across his face.
“Members of the Supernatural Happenings Investigation Team, may I please have your attention? Over.” He pretended to speak into his hand as if it were a walkie-talkie.
Archie’s feet touched the ground, and he stood up, a head or two above everyone else. “A couple important announcements to make.” He clapped his hands together but didn’t keep them clasped for very long. Seconds later, he was pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “You may have noticed a new face uh… a couple meetings ago? Ms. Punky!” He introduced her properly, pointing over to her before giving several resounding claps. Delilah reminded him to do it, finally.
“Next order of business: Cindy Fischer. The name ring a bell?” His eyes scanned the crowd, but Archie waited for no particular reaction. “A peer that went missing in June—June! And I think with no recent developments in the case, we must take things into our own hands.” Organized searches with volunteers had turned up with nothing. This was another favor and not meant to encumber the investigation.
Gliding between the rows of desks to the front, Archie plucked up a piece of chalk and began scribbling down illegible words as he talked. “It’s the perfect case for us! The police were never looking in the right direction because the answer lies in—” he drew a big circle around the words “—Aliens! Or something… supernatural, anyway.” He twisted around and dropped the chalk in the tray.
“Who’s in?”
This was a democracy. Group votes usually led to the final decision, though Archie thought his presentation was relatively convincing. The others must have wanted justice for their missing classmate and to ease their worried minds, right? Up until then, things had been slow with cases that didn’t even pertain to the whole point of the club. Plus, Graysville had enacted a loose but inconvenient buddy rule.
“Ah… And I guess I should mention this stays between us. Mrs. Morris can’t know we’re having club activities off the school premises. ”
code by low fidelity.