The school was in chaos. Despite Arlo's attempts to quell all forms of rebellion, the embers were lit, and the fire would re-ignite at every minor event which might spark any conflict. Azazel's insistence in fighting, and defeating Arlo was one of the main motivators to keep going. A low-tier helplessly throwing himself against the King of Wellston to prove he is someone is the narrative they were going with. Evie knew different. Azazel was a broken person whose ego couldn't allow him to lose.
Vritra was in a similar position. Someone who would fight back against any person regardless of their level or ability. His inability to control himself led to bloody elites and mid-tiers being sent to the infirmary. And those injuries, and fights motivated and stoked the ambers, keeping them hot inside a cooling oven.
In the end, all this movement did was inconvenience life for the quiet low-tiers that did nothing like her. Just the day before, she was shoved down the stairs for merely knowing Azazel and Vritra. She wished they could let their egos go and just admit defeat. She liked the florist a lot, but after so many visits, the florist began liking her a lot more than the other way around, and Evie was running out of money for 'get well soon' flowers and cards.
It was especially difficult for Evie considering she liked the high-tiers. They were the coolest people in Wellston… or so she thought. They were really weird about the system. Especially Arlo. She was stuck between a rock and a hard place where she didn't know for who to cheer for. She did think the low-tiers deserved to get better treatment, but sneaking up on Elite tiers, and hitting them until they couldn't move – a lot of times injuring several low-tiers in the process seemed only counter-productive. Their goal was to make the higher tiers understand what they went through, but all it did was fuel resentment.
She walked with a bag with a 'get well soon' card and several flowers. Inside the bag there was also a 'thank you for your patronage' card from the flower shop. After spending five days buying up almost her entire stock, Evie feared having to get a second part-time job.
She opened the door to the infirmary, it was as messy as the day before. Elaine – who was now proudly resentfully wearing a lab-coat and eyebags, waved her arms around, giving people directions depending on their level of injury. They would go to the right (light to medium risk injuries) or left (high or severe risk injuries) and they would get treatment befitting their case, and as fast as she could work. She had overworked her ability for so long, she could now heal from a distance, and more than one person at once. Though it seemed to have her relapse on caffeine every time she did it. The doc moved so fast whipping up chemical potions it almost looked as though he had four arms.
At the very end of the room lied the cause for this whole mess. Evie moved through the debris, and ignored the giant hole in the wall to her left, and saw Azazel, with both his arms in casts, chained to the bed, with a gag, eye-cover and an IV injection on his right arm. There were chains around the bed, keeping him in place, with a [Do not help] sign to keep others from helping him out. His fight with Arlo happened at five in the morning, he apparently snuck up on him, and attempted to punch him stealthily. Unfortunately for him, Arlo's passive ability made him incredibly tough to do damage – though there were rumors that he made Arlo bleed from the head – and the fight ended by Arlo shrinking his barrier around him until his arms broke.
"When are you going to give up?" Evie sighed while putting the flowers and card on the small – and yet torn in half – wooden night-stand next to the bed. Although all she heard were mumbles, she faintly understood he said the words [NEVER!]... which is probably what he said.
She left the card and flowers, then left. She ignored Vritra, who was sitting down on the chair of the room beside the infirmary – which they had a grand view of because of the hole in the wall. He stared up at the sky with his limp arms next to him, as he waited for something to happen.
Evie sighed, ignored them and grabbed her phone. She quickly typed and asked Roland and Terry if they wanted to watch a movie in the cinema.
R: [Sure, what movie are you thinking of?]
T: [Sorry, I'm busy with the newspaper club]
E: [Damn, they're working you guys to the bone]
T: [It's mostly high-tier propaganda though. Cecile doesn't want the Royals to look bad]
R: [Well, not exactly hard to see why.]
E: [Uuuu, enough talking about school stuff. Let's watch, 'Mansion of Slaughter 30']
R: [Evie… that's a horror movie. I'm not watching a horror movie with you.]
E: [Why not?]
R: [Last time you jump-scared me and the rest of the cinema with your costume. It's why you're banned from the nearest Cinema remember?]
E: [Booooo!]
R: [Let's watch 'Hurry Time 2' . I heard the sequel is good.]
E: [Comedies are boring though]
R: [It's an action comedy]
E: [Fine, whatever. I'll invite some other guys from my part-time job]
R: [Hell no. They're annoying at best and obnoxious at worst, they also can't keep quiet during the movie.]
T: [Guys, move this to DMs, you're blowing up my notifications and I'm mid paper review for the newspaper]
Evie went to DMs and gave him a time before thinking of who to invite. She went to the Wellston group chat and scrolled through her different contacts.
{Jessie (El)}, {Seraphina (God)}, {Isen (El)}, {Remi (Hi)}, {Roland (🍰)}
"Ugh…" She looked for more contacts, but none of them seemed on the friendliest terms to really contact at the moment. They were either too high tier to ask to a movie night, or in a rebellious group against the system. Just then, her phone notification blew up. She checked to see who had sent her a message.
Elaine 🩺: [I heard from Roland that you're having a cinema outing. I'm in. I don't care who is in, just get me out of this school]
Evie nervously smiled, well that was better than nothing. She gave her the time and address. She wasn't expecting Roland to reach out… He was a lot more direct than she gave him credit for.
Isen (El): [Yo, can I get in on this cinema outing?]
Evie's first instinct was to say no. Isen was part of the newspaper club, and despite having a good reputation over-all he did seem like the kind to prod and ask questions that could make the cinema experience go down-hill. At the same time, so far the only people there would be Roland, Evie and Elaine, and it'd be awkward for Roland to be the only guy in the cinema.
Isen (El): [I'll bring Blyke and Remi along if that's fine with you]
E (૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა): Here's the address and time.
Evie couldn't contain herself. Blyke and Remi were incredibly popular, even with lower tiers. Despite being high-tiers they went out of their way to help out, especially recently, so even if there were a few high-tiers it should be ok for Roland and Evie if they tagged along