A Sprinkle of Quiet Time. (Open)

[Martin Tome]

During the hectic life of Martin Tome, there are three things he seems to never achieve, a chance to smoke, his father's love, and a quiet time. The first and the latter where about to finally be made. He wasn't slacking, it was after school hours, he wasn't skipping work, he didn't have any today, and he wasn't supposed to be at home. He simply had nothing to do. This not only confused Martin, but the very thought of having nothing to do almost scared him.

Martin sat in the courtyard on a bench, staring at the water fountain, his brow furrowed. He looked up expecting rain to fall, but it was just a cloudy afternoon, he slowly and carefully pulled out a pack of cigarettes, then flinched expecting a bird to come from no where and take them away, then he pulled out a lighter and expected it to not work, but smiled in glee when it did. He put a cigarette in between his lips and thin lit the lighter, then a gush of air came in and blew out the light, the wind stopped and he began to light it again, but no flame came to the lighter. He tried again and again, but nothing happened, just a clicking noise and a sore thumb.

By this time Martin wasn't even frustrated when this happened, he just put them both away and let his eye twitch. Then he closed his eyes, enjoying the peacefulness, no birds sang, no cars honked, no kids screamed, just the fall of the water and the wind. Unfortunately all good things had to come to an end, the moment passed and he opened his eye, a small smile still on his lips. He spoke aloud.

"Damn, this is peacefully."

It almost didn't seem possible that this place was a hot bed of violence, it was way too peacefully. Something deep down in Martin, made him want to screw it up, to scream and break the silence, or throw something at a wall or flip a bench, and wait and see if anyone reacted, to prove to himself that this was total peacefulness. Of course, that was bull shit.

[Sedrix West]

At the time you call this, a sollem tranquility always reigns over Hiricine High. "Coincidently" corresponding with the end of school hours, and departure of students. The only that seemed to cause manmade noise was the founting, gushing, a peaceful trickle, like a relaxing music to his ears. Sedrix walked, he hung around school for a little while afterwards, he needed to use the library.

There were only a few things to make the moment better, a few were consumed by material possesions, like some music, or a cigarette, but there was one which seemed a serious lack, and that was company. He doubted anyone else would be here but teachers, seeing as how most students would rather swallow razor wire than stay in school after hours. Sedrix chuckled, the blissfull ignorance of townsfolk was all that run through his mind. 'Blinded by boredom' was a quote that sprung to mind.

'Perhaps there is something more to this school than simple minded hicks, perhaps the teachers actually have good intentions, and the principal is genuine in his claims... Perhaps i would like a cigarette. Yes, that seems more likely.'

Sedrix moved over to the fountain. There was a small park bench which he liked to sit on for a while. It had a funny, soothing aura to it, a healing sense. Sedrix was genuinely happy, as he removed his packet of tobacco, and rolled a cigarette. He has been trying to quit recently, for the sake of his girlfriend, and he has definately, significantly cut down, but on a day like this he simply could not refuse. He moved around to the point where the bench was visible, and behold, another student.

Younger than Sedrix, clearly, though kind of reflective of himself, and it appeared he was having trouble lighting his own cigarette. He did not seem to care though, there was no irritance in his tone, as he spoke those truely recycled words, but how right they were. "It sure is," He said to the student. "Mind if i join you? Nothing sadder than smoking on your own eh?" His broad english accent really emphasising.

"Need a light man?"

[Martin Tome]

A noise reached Martin's ears, someone stepping, flattening grass as they went. He rose an eyebrow, the silence was about to be broken with a voice. Exactly as planned a voice came to him, he turned a little lazily to see a boy a little older than Martin. He didn't recognize the guy, but he seemed friendly enough, still Martin was a little dismayed that his silence was broken.

Then the boy pulled out a lighter.

Instantly Martin's entire opinion of him changed, now he was suddenly that nice guy who had offered him a light and who wasn't cursed to not be able to smoke because of horrible Karma. Martin put on a smile and spoke.

"You're one hundred percent right! Thank you!"

It was easy to get Martin to change his mind about people, especially when they had lighters, he began to cautiously pull a cigarette from the carton, looking side to side, still believing a bird was going to descend from the heavens and snatch it away.

[Sedrix West]

Sedrix's invitation was gracefully accepted, of course. He was glad to see he was not the only student who enjoyed a bit of peace. He sat down next to the kid, and rolled his cigarette. He payed extra for roll-ups, people say theres not much difference, but to Sedrix there really is. He crushed a few pinches of tobacco in a white paper roll up, rolled, licked, and stuck. He handed his lighter to the kid first off, to not hold him up or anything. Though he was sure to keep an eye on it.

His lighter was the same shape as standered, but it was chrome silver, had a flick lid, and had an engraving of his own signature. He waited for the kid first, he was kind of young, this could very well be one of his first, and if he does not like it, Sedrix would not want to be sat next to him puffing away. He seemd hesitant enough, maybe it was his first cigarette, however, his eyes seemd to be looking to the clouds, maybe afraid of some fag stealing U.F.O. He smiled a little.

"I'm Sedrix by the way." He said, leaning back a little more, more relaxed, "I know i know, weird name right?" He chuckled slightly, "Whats yours?" He placed his cigarette on his ear, until the kid prooved comfortable enough, he was a polite dude.