Rebel Yell

[dolemeck]

Dolemeck was dealing with a lot on his shoulders. The thought that Fred might be able to get him to walk again, a Father who continued to harass him non-stop, suffering through the traumatic effects of the raid on the mansion, and the loss of someone so close to him. All of this caused the once naive and goodie two shoe Brit to start acting differently. Much differently than normal.

He managed to successfully (as far as he knew), leave the mansion grounds to go attend a Jono Starsmore concert. It was a good escape, and it felt refreshing for him to once more lose himself to the music. Unfortunately, no concert can last forever... and Dolemeck would eventually have to return back to the mansion.

Dressed in a black leather jacket, eyepatch, a vintage rock t-shirt, black jeans, and a pair of Doc Marten boots, Dolemeck used his powers to "float" back on the other-side of the fence, and start the trek back to the boy's dorm. So far, he appeared to be in the clear.

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[seismic_shockwave]

"There's been talk, but I dunno if anything's been done about it. Maybe you should ask around about it. But make sure you ask administration before you plan any crazy world tours." She smiled slightly. "Get yourself to bed. It's probably gonna be a crazy day tomorrow.

Always is around here."

[dolemeck]

"Aye. No rest for the wicked they say." He winked and floated up to his bedroom window. The window opened up, and he went right in. Before closing the windows shut, he smirked down at Kayla.

"Trust me, Kayla. I do not want any world tours, I just want to play some music is all." He gave one last wave. "Goodnight, luv. Sleep well when you do!"

With the window shut, he began to get out of his clothes, looking for something to sleep in... and get into bed before he was caught.