Room 217, Saturday Morning

Savannah had enjoyed the pleasantly busy night she and Johnny had spent in their room. When they finally fell asleep, Savannah had every intention of sleeping in with her boyfriend for a good portion of Saturday.

That was the plan, until the P.A. system woke her up with the announcement from Vice Principal Hades.

"Oh come on on," she muttered, rolling her eyes and looking to see if Johnny heard the announcement, too.


[[OOC: Fo the boyfriend]]

Room 217, Saturday Morning

Savannah had enjoyed the pleasantly busy night she and Johnny had spent in their room. When they finally fell asleep, Savannah had every intention of sleeping in with her boyfriend for a good portion of Saturday.

That was the plan, until the P.A. system woke her up with the announcement from Vice Principal Hades.

"Oh come on on," she muttered, rolling her eyes and looking to see if Johnny heard the announcement, too.


[[OOC: Fo the boyfriend]]

Room 217, Saturday Afternoon/Evening

Savannah was no stranger to betrayal, but she had certainly never expected it to come from Johnny.

She had tugged and pulled at the ties for a couple of hours, feeling more and more pain in her wrists as she snarled at the ropes in her anger.

"Hi, Sue," she muttered as she struggled with the ties that had bound her wrists to the bed. "It's Savannah. I'm calling to apologize for killing your brother..."

When she felt the tell-tale wetness on her wrists she growled and went limp. "God damn you, Johnny. I am so going to force bolt --" She stopped and would have smacked herself in the forehead if she could have.

"Great, Savannah, get your temper all worked up and forget that you're a damn powerful witch."

She bit her lip and struggled to get her rage under control. When she felt a bit calmer, she recited something in Latin, and a small fireball appeared in her hand. Biting back a yelp of pain, she twisted her wrist to get the fireball as close to the ties as possible.

Once she was free, Savannah got dressed and wrapped her wrists. After making sure that Destiny had plenty of food and water -- and one of Johnny's shoes to chew on -- she headed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.


[[OOC: For the boyfriend]]

Room 217, Saturday Afternoon/Evening

Savannah was no stranger to betrayal, but she had certainly never expected it to come from Johnny.

She had tugged and pulled at the ties for a couple of hours, feeling more and more pain in her wrists as she snarled at the ropes in her anger.

"Hi, Sue," she muttered as she struggled with the ties that had bound her wrists to the bed. "It's Savannah. I'm calling to apologize for killing your brother..."

When she felt the tell-tale wetness on her wrists she growled and went limp. "God damn you, Johnny. I am so going to force bolt --" She stopped and would have smacked herself in the forehead if she could have.

"Great, Savannah, get your temper all worked up and forget that you're a damn powerful witch."

She bit her lip and struggled to get her rage under control. When she felt a bit calmer, she recited something in Latin, and a small fireball appeared in her hand. Biting back a yelp of pain, she twisted her wrist to get the fireball as close to the ties as possible.

Once she was free, Savannah got dressed and wrapped her wrists. After making sure that Destiny had plenty of food and water -- and one of Johnny's shoes to chew on -- she headed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.


[[OOC: For the boyfriend]]