(For @capitanarmandosalazar )
Land tired him out, but at least coffee kept him going until he could set sail for the weekend. Armando Salazar poured over letters and other documents, black, inky liquid occasionally flicking from his lips across the papers as he muttered to himself. Glancing at the clock, he grabbed his cane, sword and pistol at his side.
Rising creakily, he set off to keep an eye on the living; hair flowing in the air as he wheezed his way down the hall. A kid paled as they realized they had missed the bell, and were frantically putting books in their backpack, casting terrified glances his way. Salazar smiled at them, enjoying the way he always frayed people’s nerves.
“Better run along now! You’re late for class hombre, and I haven’t had breakfast yet…”
Screaming, the kid sprinted off; papers flying as he went faster than any Olympic athlete. The threat had been fake ofcourse, but no one could know that for sure. Kept people in line.
“You should try for track and field, amigo!” the captain called after him.
Chuckling, he passed through the walls of the nearest classroom. A history lecture was in session, and the instructor gulped as she waved good morning to him. Armando waved back, and headed for the rear of the classroom.
A young lady with short cropped red hair was sitting at the very back, furiously texting away. Armando frowned. This would not do….he stalked up to her, holding out his hand for the wretched phone.
“I’ll be taking that….”
Tennesi had been having a crappy month to say the least, not only did she and her family have to move house, they had to move to a new country! She felt like a total alien ever since she and her mother, older sister and baby brother arrived in Spain to be closer to Tennesi’s grandmother, who had recently become ill. She wasn’t finding it easy to make friends, so far people were just giving her strange looks, and since she was the only red-head in the whole school didn’t help either. Her mother said the move would only be temporary, but she still wanted Tennesi to continue her schooling, so she was enrolled into a local school that Tennesi was concerned about from the day she and her mother went in to speak to the Vice Principal. Apparently, at the time, the Principal had been “preoccupied” with a student who had been a repeat offender, so he was not able to speak with them at the time. On her first day as a student at the school, however, she noticed the other students giving their headmaster a wide berth, “What’s their deal?” She wondered “It’s not like he’s gonna bite them!” Had she known at the time that he was a vampire and was responsible for so many missing children in the area she would have not had such a thought, but it was not long before she had learned this fact from other students, and though she did not believe them at first, her doubts were quickly put to rest when she witnessed him phase through the wall of the cafeteria, trying to wipe what looked like blood from his collar. It was from then on she decided to avoid this principal like the plague as much as possible.
Today she was taking History, her teacher was a woman with shoulder length dark hair and square-rimmed glasses, she was rather tall too, and very enthusiastic about their subject, which Tennesi always liked in a teacher. They were being given a lecture on the history of the Canary Islands, when suddenly their headmaster had phased through the wall behind the teacher, who just about leapt out of her skin, but she managed to compose herself and continue talking to the class. Tennesi did not notice any of this, however, due to the fact she had felt her mobile phone vibrating in her back pocket; she pulled it out and saw that she had recieved a message from her older sister Alyssa, informing her that their mother and little brother had been in a car accident. Tennesi begun frantically texting her sister back, bombarding her with questions, when suddenly her phone was snatched out of her hands, “Wait-” She protested, but she very quickly felt her heart skip a beat when she saw who it was “Crap” She muttered.
Armando pocketed the phone, shaking his head. He wasn’t going to lose his temper, no. After all, she looked new, and would be ignorant of the strict rules this campus contained. She would still need a talking to. Had to lay down the law quickly, lest the mortals gets out of hand; and the others needed to see even new arrivals wouldn’t be getting special treatment.
“I expect better from my students….we have a stringent no cell phone policy unless it’s an official break during school hours. You may come by my office after school and pick your phone up then…..what is your name, by the way?”
She looked genuinely frightened, and Salazar relaxed his stance somewhat. But his face remained stern.
Tennesi was completely embarrassed, but even more so she was nervous, and how could she not be? This guy was imposing to say the least, and how in the hell was his hair even floating like that?! “I-I-” She stammered, “Tennesi” she eventually blurted out her name. She also wanted to explain to him that the texting was for an emergency, but she thought that he wouldn’t believe her. Besides, emergency or not, this guy looked like he didn’t like students having their phones out, period, so all she could do in the end was nod her head when he told her to go to his office after class. She just hoped whatever was going on with her mother and little brother, that they would be ok.
Salazar regarded her with his pale eyes. “Tennesi…..nice name. I will be in my office until 6pm. Arrive in a timely manner.” he turned to the teacher.
“You may continue your lecture…” he cast one more glance at the new girl before sweeping out of the room.
He stalked about a few more classes, held a meeting with some of the TA’s, and spent the rest of the day skulking about his office, shades pulled down against the bright sun. At least with winter in full swing, soothing darkness would fall early. Armando’s hunger had yet to be assuaged, and he had to banish the idea of taking one of the janitors; instead forcing himself to be content with a few blood bags heated up in the microwave.
Such a shame….but he must control himself. The phone he had confiscated, had several message alerts. He opened them, curiosity getting the better of him. Frowning, he continued to scroll through. Mierda….an accident….emergency….that’s why Tennesi had been texting….Salazar felt shame of a different sort now. The time kept rolling by, and before he knew it, there was the ghost of a knock at his door.
Tennesi was anxious for
the lesson, she wanted so badly to know what was going on with her brother and mother, but her phone was now in his office … whoever he was. She didn’t know if she believed in
the supernatural, but there was somthing not quite right about this Principal.
the bell rang indicating
the end of school for
Tennesi headed for the office her phone was located in, which although wasn’t that far away, felt like miles to Tennesi. She was hesitant as she approached the door, but she had to get her phone back, no two ways about it, so she raised her hand and knocked, albeit more loudly
than she intended, the nervous feeling in her stomach returning.