[sup][@Eklispe][/sup]
	The instructor gave Nishka a small glare, making his displeasure at her lax and juvenile attitude. "I'm not much for that tone, young lady. Anyway, you're done here. Now get to inside, class is starting soon." 

	He stood watching, waiting for her to turn and leave. It was apparent that he fully expected Nishka to follow his orders, and was not going to leave until he made sure she did.

[sup][@The ghost in black][/sup] [sup][@KindledBeast][/sup] 
	"Calm down, miss." A female instructor approached Alexsis, placing a hand on her shoulder. "The matter has settled down. There's no need to do anything rash." Alexsis looked a lot more tense that she had felt as she anticipated more attacks. It was only natural that she went to calm her down. To the instructor, she looked like a student on the verge of exploding out of panic, an incident best left avoided. "C'mon, head on over to your classroom, classes are starting soon, and you don't want to be late," she said in a soft placating voice.

	Meanwhile, on the stretcher the injured female student glared at Yuri, before sighing in dismissal. The medics carrying her looked at each other, then back to Yuri. A third medic glanced down at a tablet in his hand, and nodded his head. The healers, taking this as a signal, set the student down.

	"Okay. You've been given the green light, but be careful."

	While Yuri proceeded to heal the girl, she bit her lip, a combination of embarrassment and confusion on her face. Soon enough, she simply gave a deep sigh. Turning to Yuri, she said [color=yellow]"Addey Simmons. My name, and . . . thanks I guess."[/color]

[sup][@TheWildBunnii][@Altasaire][/sup]
	The man glanced slowly between Takumi and Catalina, assessing them with a smile on his handsome face. He recognized these two, and wondered if it was some sort of twisted destiny that brought them together like this. There was also coincidence, but that was not nearly as fun an option - after all, the man could easily imagine destiny laughing on its throne as it pushed to children so different, yet so unaware of how alike they really were, together.

	Well, there was time for idle thoughts later. 

	Not even bothering to notice the sensual tone in Catalina's voice, the man nodded in satisfaction. [color=red]"Very good. It would have been difficult if you had protested; a waste of time, and I truly dislike wasting time."[/color]

	Turning around, the man opened the door out of the roof, and stepped out.

	Later on, Catalina and her group, and Takumi stood outside of the Disciplinary Office. It was empty and locked, which meant that the department head had yet to arrive. Such a fact did not seem to bother the man.

	Taking a small, thin silver ring of keys from his pocket, the man picked one out from the bunch and unlocked the door to the office. Without another word, he walked inside and sat on the seat of the department head - the plaque read "Rodrigo Mendoza"; however to anyone even remotely familiar with the school faculty, they would be aware that "Rodrigo Mendoza" was not this man.

	[color=red]"So, before we begin to discuss the terms of your expulsion, Miss Catalina and co., perhaps you can explain your use of your Noble Arm? Maybe you can convince me to reconsider it. I hear your father has high expectations of you here, after all, and I must say, so do I. To climb so high in rank after just a year is a feat worthy of applause, and it would be a shame to see all that effort go to waste."[/color]

	The man stared at her unblinkingly, his expression even and unreadable. A thick, syrupy tension flooded the room as he waited for her response. There was something about his stare that forced one to stare back, like the eyes of snake to a cornered rat. Several of her groupies were alternating glances between her, the man, and the door.