Christian Davidson - Fairgrounds near track
As Chris waited, he didn't see hide nor hair of any of his friends. He wondered if everything was alright and, for a fleeting moment, thought they had forgotten about him. Suddenly, the first few seconds of Metallica's "Enter Sandman" played, indicating to him that someone texted him. Curiosity getting the best of him, he pulled out his phone and saw a text message from Milly asking if he was going to the fair. He smiled as he saw it, but the smile quickly faded as he texted his response: Been here. He felt even more alone as he slid his phone back into his pocket. "Well, someone will find me soon enough," he thought as he started slowly walking from booth to booth, taking in the sights. He also took note of a pack of werewolves wrestling around, but one in particular seemed a little smaller than the others. Was Milly with them? He put that thought behind him and continued on.
As he walked, however, more and more students were looking at him with weird expressions. No surprise, though, as he was walking around like a teenage version of the Grim Reaper or something. With everyone else letting their fur out (no pun intended) he figured that they wanted to see his true nature. There were even a couple of bold students that tried to see under his hood, but even then Chris moved around them and continued on his way...at least, until he saw something that made him stop in his tracks. A smile crept across his face as he stood in front of a 30-foot climbing wall. There were a few others there, trying to climb up the oddly-shaped wall. He stood there watching for a few minutes before deciding to stand in line.
He waited patiently for his turn as he looked around. He saw and felt more and more peering eyes locked on him, feeling like he was on display or something. He shook them off as one of the climbers signalled for him to come up. Not waiting a second, he walked up to one of the faces and pushed back his hood, revealing his face. He went even further, though, and totally discarded both his hoodie and shirt, revealing his physique that he worked so hard on last week. The climber in charge strapped the safety harness around Chris' waist, but not before chuckling to himself, "Looking to show off, sport?" Chris shook his head and laughed, "No...just trying to make an impact on the student body here."
It was working, though, as some of the nameless Youkai students looked on to where Chris was and started talking amongst themselves. Chris smiled and leapt up the wall, quickly grabbing hold and effortlessly started up. He couldn't help but smile as he kept climbing, at least until he got to an outcropping 2/3 of the way up. It was then he relied only on his arm and grip strength as he went hand-over-hand and over the outcrop easily. It was fun and a bit challenging, but he soon reached the top of the wall, hearing some students below clapping as they watched his ascent. Chris looked back down and smiled, waving at them before leaping off the edge. He knew the rope would catch him and it quickly did its job, slowing his plummet to the ground enough to land him on his feet with no harm done. Chris was detached from the safety rigging as he donned his clothing back on and walked away from the wall, a task well and fully completed. A couple of nekos stopped him to talk to him about his exploit as they walked further down the stretch of carnival tents.
As Chris waited, he didn't see hide nor hair of any of his friends. He wondered if everything was alright and, for a fleeting moment, thought they had forgotten about him. Suddenly, the first few seconds of Metallica's "Enter Sandman" played, indicating to him that someone texted him. Curiosity getting the best of him, he pulled out his phone and saw a text message from Milly asking if he was going to the fair. He smiled as he saw it, but the smile quickly faded as he texted his response: Been here. He felt even more alone as he slid his phone back into his pocket. "Well, someone will find me soon enough," he thought as he started slowly walking from booth to booth, taking in the sights. He also took note of a pack of werewolves wrestling around, but one in particular seemed a little smaller than the others. Was Milly with them? He put that thought behind him and continued on.
As he walked, however, more and more students were looking at him with weird expressions. No surprise, though, as he was walking around like a teenage version of the Grim Reaper or something. With everyone else letting their fur out (no pun intended) he figured that they wanted to see his true nature. There were even a couple of bold students that tried to see under his hood, but even then Chris moved around them and continued on his way...at least, until he saw something that made him stop in his tracks. A smile crept across his face as he stood in front of a 30-foot climbing wall. There were a few others there, trying to climb up the oddly-shaped wall. He stood there watching for a few minutes before deciding to stand in line.
He waited patiently for his turn as he looked around. He saw and felt more and more peering eyes locked on him, feeling like he was on display or something. He shook them off as one of the climbers signalled for him to come up. Not waiting a second, he walked up to one of the faces and pushed back his hood, revealing his face. He went even further, though, and totally discarded both his hoodie and shirt, revealing his physique that he worked so hard on last week. The climber in charge strapped the safety harness around Chris' waist, but not before chuckling to himself, "Looking to show off, sport?" Chris shook his head and laughed, "No...just trying to make an impact on the student body here."
It was working, though, as some of the nameless Youkai students looked on to where Chris was and started talking amongst themselves. Chris smiled and leapt up the wall, quickly grabbing hold and effortlessly started up. He couldn't help but smile as he kept climbing, at least until he got to an outcropping 2/3 of the way up. It was then he relied only on his arm and grip strength as he went hand-over-hand and over the outcrop easily. It was fun and a bit challenging, but he soon reached the top of the wall, hearing some students below clapping as they watched his ascent. Chris looked back down and smiled, waving at them before leaping off the edge. He knew the rope would catch him and it quickly did its job, slowing his plummet to the ground enough to land him on his feet with no harm done. Chris was detached from the safety rigging as he donned his clothing back on and walked away from the wall, a task well and fully completed. A couple of nekos stopped him to talk to him about his exploit as they walked further down the stretch of carnival tents.