Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Max walked over to stand next to Jo so he was looking out the window, too. "I don't, but to be honest, it's a little freaky if you know what I mean. Normal power failures don't knock out cars and phones and stuff." He watched the street and his eyes floated to a few people arguing. He hoped this power problem was resolved soon. People were on-edge, and who knew how long it would be before violence started breaking out. People would start over-reacting and stealing stuff and possibly hurting each other. "I was thinking about finding the power plant a little later. It'll probably be when Tony's done with his study session. Maybe you should come. We might find some sort of answers there."

Max nodded to Jo. "Whatever you want to do." He watched from the window as Trisha stormed out of the kitchen. He was laughing inside. You're quite the teacher, aren't you Tony? He half expected his adopted brother to follow Trisha out of the kitchen, but he didn't. Max got the feeling this might happen a little more than it should. Something made him step in front of Trisha before she could leave the house. For some reason, he wanted her to come with him to the power plant. "Look, you seem like you might want to cool down a little. I'm going to head down to the power plant to see if they can tell what's happening. You're welcome to come." He jerked his head toward the door for emphasis, and glanced at Jo. "It's up to you though," he added, and walked away so he wasn't blocking the door. 

Max watched as Jo and Trisha both agreed to go with him. He grabbed his bad and slung it over his shoulder. He addressed Trisha. "I have no idea where your house is, but I don't have to be anywhere anytime soon, so it's cool with me." He looked at Joanna before he opened the door and stepped outside into the yard. There were a few people out and about, talking in hushed voices or arguing with each other. Nobody seemed at peace. Max turned around and looked back at Trisha. "Lead the way," he said, motioning in front of him for her to take the lead to her place. Why she would want a guitar was something he didn't know, but he wasn't a big fan of music.

"Mmm, we didn't think far enough ahead. Oh well!" She guided the bike over next to the blankets, careful not to destroy any wildflowers where she put the bike down. As it was, it would only leave a little indent on the grass, until it sprang back upright. "We can always dip our feet and walk around on the shore!" Moving to sit next to Eir, she uncapped one of the bottles and drank just a few gulps, to sate her thirst from biking. Then she reached for a sandwich, biting into it delicately, avoiding spurting tomato juice all over her white shirt.

"I wonder, brother, if the blackout lasts, will they cancel school? After all, most of the lectures our teachers use, not to mention the attendance system, are on computers. There's really not much that can be done, as our classes are structured now, without power." She frowned, contemplating the matter. The whole problem was a little idiotic - one would think that teachers could find a way to complete a lesson without the aid of technology. But alas, society had grown reliant. Galdur wondered, indulging in a fantasy, of what would happen if the power outage was sustained. Or if it reached across the globe. Ridiculous, silly, and impossible, but a curious thought. Good material for a story, perhaps.

Finishing the sandwich a short while later, she carefully collected any stray crumbs in the plastic wrap and rolled it up into a small ball. A more athletic person would throw it at a nearby trashcan and test their skills - hoping to land a success. Galdur was no such person, and so set it beside her on the blanket as she lowered herself into a half-laying position, bracing herself on her elbows. The breeze blew across the lake, floating up the hillside and ruffling the grass. It was cool and soft, not brisk nor biting. The few clouds in the sky were fluffy and small, sliding lazily across the sky. Truly, the perfect day to be 'coerced' into going outside.

Galdur was content to sit and enjoy the weather, maybe even take a nap in the grass under the sun - hopefully she wouldn't burn - and enjoy their day out. And maybe they could find some monopoly partners. They never stayed long - rarely longer than a single game - because Eir and Galdur were thorough and merciless. And usually teamed up against anyone else even if it wasn't a game of team monopoly. Really, they should be competing for money, the way they played. But alas, no one would bet against them anyway. She laughed at the idea, of thinking that people played monopoly for a living. Wouldn't that be a sight?