From: atotheb	Date: January 8th, 2011 03:52 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Abernathy was no stranger to fighting. She felt the hand closing on her arm and the urge to punch rose before she could properly think. She turned to face him and smacked her fist into his ribcage. "Looked done to me," she replied roughly. "Teachers around here put the hammer down. Might want to stop now while you still have the option."

	From: crescentcitynpc	Date: January 8th, 2011 04:34 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Unfortunately for them, Leonard Fortis had witnessed them fighting from one of the windows.

"Too late," came the professor's harsh voice as he approached the trio, wand in hand and not looking at all pleased. "Stoyanov, release Miss Ford so that she may leave." It wasn't a request; it was a command. He had seen Abernathy attempt to break the fight up as he came to stop it himself.

His eyes darted between both boys as he continued. "Both of you to Pendragon's office. Now."

	From: cantspell	Date: January 8th, 2011 04:59 pm (UTC)		(Link)

He scowled at the girl and let go. Even if he didn't think things were done with, they were now.

Quite, quite done.

With one arm held across his ribs, Ciaran huffed through his nose...which probably wasn't the best idea considering the almighty crack Sim had given it earlier.

He wiped his face again, flicking a glare at the teacher before looking away. Ciaran picked up his school bag from where he'd dropped it. "Jedi govno," he muttered as he headed towards the main building.

	From: sim	Date: January 8th, 2011 05:02 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Sim glared up at Fortis and looked at his discarded bike. "If that gets stolen can I suethe school?" He grinned crookedly, feeling a little dazed and followed Ciaran off to Pendragon's office.

"Did you say something?" He asked the older boy innocently.