Red Meadow.

[johalt]

Heh, macho-ness is back in style, I see. thought John when Mar called him a "Rambling old man" --though in many ways he supposed that fit him perfectly. Though that won't excuse these guys from skipping class, not to mention if they actually were the ones who set off the alarms. He looked down at the crying, excited, joyous mass hugging him, and he hugged her back. He tried to stand up; it wasn't easy as he was still a little out of it from when he blacked out. Jewl... he ran his mind around this name, and its connotations to him. Precious, hard, nearly impossible to break, but if sufficient force put in just the right place, shatters to a million pieces, brilliant, almost everlasting... yep, that's her alright... He was still having a hard time getting over her, the main reason being that the people in the hospital where he "woke up" two years ago had said he couldn't have children; though they also said it looked injury related, and they had no idea how this specific instance could've occurred. Whatever, that was secondary; right all that matter to him was standing there, hugging his daughter; the question, which he would eventually come to, was what now? Regardless of his past life, he had an entirely new one, not to mention the truants he had right in front of him. Well I could always let the truancy office handle them... But what to do with her... while they hugged, John's eyes wandered to the clock on his wall. Oh shit...