Colin's posts

"That sounded like it hurt her." she heard a voice say.

"So?" another asked.

"I thought we weren't going to-" the first started to ask, but a third voice spoke up.

"Shut it!" they snapped.

"Whatever happens, happens." they said sharply.

"Indeed." the first voice agreed. "Remember who she is... WHAT she is." they said further. "It doesn't matter what happens to her."

Again, Lindsay sighed.

"I..." he stammered.

"Many." he said.

"And they all race about and conflict with each other." he lamented.

"It's possible she just wants to be left alone, but she would tell us that if that were the case. It could be a case of typical teenage attitude coming into play, but she's NOT like the typical teen." he went on.

"Should I search for her, or am I being too concerned? Overprotective." he asked further.

"Where would I even start? Should we scry? Do we respect her privacy?" he continued, his hands clenching into fists.

"My parental mind and my psychologist mind are at war with each other, essentially."

Lindsay had been standing by a window, staring outside when Casey approached him.

"....none." he admitted.

"She's normally not gone this long." he commented.

"I know she's still angry about the track incident, understandably so, but she's never been out for longer than she says she'll be." he went on.

"Or, she calls to let us know, at least." he said further.

"I'm getting concerned." he admitted with a worried sigh.

"Thanks again, Kalin." Lindsay said.

"And you do what you need to do." he told her.

"I'll talk to you later." he finished.

With that, they said their goodbyes, and the call was ended. When it was, Lindsay just sighed again, and lightly tossed his phone to the side.

"....hm." he mumbled with a sigh.

"I hate not being able to do anything." he growled, shaking his head.

Lindsay just sighed in response.

"I know." he replied.

"I really don't like that some think that children inherit the sins of their parents." he said.

"Or... well... not exactly parents, but down the line." he clarified.

"Regardless, thanks in advance for the assistance." he told her. "Please let me know as soon as you find anything out." he said further.

Seems this question's been adequately answered, so I'll lock this thread.

"Anything you can do for us would be appreciated." Lindsay responded.

"This situation is not fair to Samantha." he said. "The fact that she's not allowed to appeal her case, or even bargain for some sort of deal is unfair." he went on.

"It makes me wonder if something else motivated this decision, but I cannot really say, without sounding paranoid." he lamented with a sigh.

"So... anything you can find, or any advice you can give would be greatly appreciated." he continued.

"I don't want this to just be a bitter pill she has to swallow..." he added, trailing off at the end.

"It's all right, I understand." Lindsay replied.

He then launched into an explanation of what happened. Everything he knew. His genes kicking in, what happened to Sammy, he didn't spare a detail.

"So what do you think?" he asked.

"Is there anything we can do here?"

Lindsay watched her go, and sighed.

"......." he was then silent, before sitting down in a nearby chair.

"This makes no sense..." he said.

"Why would the school not even let her argue her case?" he asked quietly.

"Damn it." he cursed further.

His daughter loved running, and now the school was barring her from doing it, essentially. He wondered how much worse things would get for her, if this false reputation stuck with her.

"Which is the truly unfair part." Lindsay said.

"...suspiciously so..." he then mumbled.

"If I were a paranoid man, I'd wonder if some sort of politics were taking place, here..." he said further, scratching at his chin a little.

"If I were paranoid." he repeated.

"....I still can't help but wonder." he mumbled, shaking his head again.

"Regardless, yes, it means you get mana, as well as your brother." he agreed. "It means far less complicated problems in the future." he said.

"But that does nothing for right NOW." he sighed.

"Right now, we need to wait to hear back from your aunt."

"It is." her father agreed.

"Which is why I'm going to see if Kalin has any advice for us." he told her.

With that, he took out his cell phone, and called the woman in question. For whatever reason, it went to voicemail. He guessed it was because she was either away from her phone, or she was currently working/busy.

Or both.

"Kalin, it's Lindsay. Samantha and I have some legal questions for you. Call me back when you get the chance to set up a consultation." he said, before hanging up.

He then sighed, and shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose again.

"The genetics you inherited from me are picking a fine time to shine..." he grumbled impotently.

Lindsay pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Guess I should have a talk with some of the staff there." he said.

"This is not fair to you, but that's understating the obvious." he commented.

"And... for what it's worth, I do apologize for this, as I am technically responsible for this dilemma of yours." he told her.

"...even though I KNOW I told your school about potentially odd genetics between your mother and I..." he then mumbled.

"Damn it." he cursed, Sammy seeing one of the rare times her pacifist father getting genuinely angry.

".........." Lindsay was silent as he heard that.

"That... doesn't sound right." he said.

"Which is to say, barred from even trying to appeal your case?" he asked further. "No, that... that sounds like we may need to get some professional help in here." he went on.

"Which is to say, your Aunt Kalin." he clarified.

"You shouldn't be barred over something you had no control over. Your genetics." he reasoned.

"I'm going to see if I can get some legal advice here." he told her.

"Maybe we can get the decision reversed." Ash suggested.

"Seriously. It's something that can happen." he told her.

"....also, you've picked up some colourful language." he added, as Lindsay came downstairs.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"YOUR DNA is screwing with your daughter's scholastic athletic career." Ash told him.

"She'll fill you in." he added, before leaving the two of them to chat.