Monday, February 28, 2011

Fight, Fight, Fight...

So, I haven't posted in a while, but I figure that the day-to-day life of a therian is...rather normal. I mean, yeah we have phantom limbs and have odd thought-processes, but usually nothing out of the ordinary happens every single day. So, I am now going to write about things that happen and more experiences than "well, today I had a turkey sandwich for lunch and a MATH TEST!" 'Cause, quite frankly, that's really boring.
(Long post, INCOMING!)

But, something did happen last Tuesday that I forgot to write about. And it's been nagging at the back of my mind since then. So, maybe writing it down will help. Quick question: if you've ever seen a fight (or, more specific to this experience I'm about to tell, someone beating up someone else) does it make your therioside weird out? I'll explain in my story here.

Last Tuesday, in my Agriculture (Ag for short) class there was some major issues that definately should not have happened. Alright, so apparently this girl, we'll call her Sally, was friends with let's say Jane. However, Jane was merely using Sally to get things (clothes, food, shopping sprees, car rides). One day, Sally's mom buys Jane a really nice pair of boots. Jane, however, refuses to pay Sally's mom back. So, Sally decides that she doesn't want to be friends with Jane.

And Jane is the kind of person who will stab your back in a heartbeat. Jane is also friends with a girl named Mary. One day, Mary leaves her own boots (not the same pair that Jane has) in the bathroom by the Ag room. Jane, being the cruel female dog that she is, tells Mary that she saw Sally steal them. So, Mary decides to come to our Ag class and wait for an opportunity to get her boots back. In the meanest way possible.

For about a week, Mary was sneaking out of her own class and into our Ag class. Our teacher, Mr. Limes, doesn't really care (we NEVER do anything in that class except play cards). On Tuesday, Mr. Limes was absent and we had a sub. A short, soft-spoken, quiet little sub. And Mary siezed this opportunity like a hawk with a field mouse.

We were watching a movie (about pigs...?) and all of a sudden, Mary stands up and starts calling over to Sally (who was sitting in front of me), saying "Sally! Jane wants to talk to you! Sally, come here!" and Sally doesn't reply. So my friend, Barbara, tells her "Oh, hey, they want you." But Sally replies with "I'm ignoring them." Barbara and I shrug and try to go back to the movie, but Mary keeps yelling over the movie's narrator. So, Barbara asks her very nicely to sit down and be quiet. This, however, sets Mary off.

Mary starts saying (profanity, incoming) "Well that f**'n bitch stole my boots and I'll beat her f***'n ass!" and stuff like this. Barbara says, really calmly, "Ok, look, just settle down. Fighting is no way to solve things." but Mary keeps flipping crap and and turns on me and my group, yelling "I'll beat all of your f**'n asses, right now! You hear me? You're all just a bunch of *insert town name here* bitches!" Then, Mary walks over and is standing right behind me. By now, I'm all prepared for a fight to break out. And when you stand behind a therian who is so close to m-shifting, you're bound to get bit. I, however, don't do this.

I whisper to Barbara "Should I move?" and she kinda giggles and says "Uh, yeah." Mary thinks she's laughing at her, and is all, "You think this is funny?!" which sets off Mary even further. The sub, the whole time, is practically on her hands and knees begging for Mary to just sit down. Mary moves a little back to her original seat, but then turns back and shouts, "No! Imma kill this f**'n bitch right now!" and she turns on her heel and starts pounding into Sally's face.

Now, our school has a "No tolerance policy", meaning that if you fight back, you're in just as much trouble as the instigator. So, all Sally can do is go into a fetal position in her desk. She tries to hide her face in her hands, but everytime she does, Mary yanks on her hair, causing Sally to look up. Mary then punches her exposed face several times. This happens quite frequently and rapidly. No one moves the whole time; we're all too stunned.

The sub runs and gets a male teacher named Mr. Earwig. He fends off Mary, but Mary somehow wiggles out of his grip and shoves Sally out of her desk, hard. Mr. Earwig gets a better grip on Mary, much like he was bearhugging her arms behind her back. As he's hauling her off, she's still trying to get at Sally. Finally, once everything was over, the room goes eerily still. Barbara helps Sally to the nurse (she got a black eye. I'm still surprised her nose didn't bleed).

The whole time, all of my shifts were full blast. Mental, phantom, I think aura (when your own aura takes the form of your therioside) shifts were all happening. If therians could physically shift, I think I would have. My ears were burning, everytime I tried to talk, my diaphragm tightened, making my words come out kinda bark-ish. My neck and shoulders had the tingling sensation of phantom fur standing on end. I think my eyes were dialated, as well. Through the whole thing, I was fiercely resisting the urge to snarl and go for Mary's throat. I'm both glad and upset that I didn't attack Mary. Had I attacked her, I probably would have succumbed to the wolf and lock-jawed onto her throat. Which would tack on "murder" and "assault" to my record. And probably freak everyone out.

So, the story poses a strong question: when fights or attacks happen, do you shift? Do you have the urge to do something? Do you want to help one person or help attack the weakling?

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