Whoops! (Addie) [Trigger Warning]

[Vincent Meian]

The shove was what did it. The minute the girl hit the ground, Vincent was running across the field with a stern expression flashing across his face. He didn't have all the details, so he wasn't angry, but there was definitely something wrong with this picture, especially given that the girl was still yelling but the boy was much calmer. Well, sort of.

"That is enough!" His deep voice barked sharply through the air as he approached, and a large amount of the crowd withered under the authoritative gaze. Slowing his steps, the trainer looked over the crowd and motioned them away brusquely. "This is not your concern. Return to your practices. You-" he pointed to the male of the confrontational pair, "-must stay."

Making sure that the boy had paid attention to him, the tall man knelt into the grass and put his large hand very gently on the girl's shoulder, careful not to touch bare skin (because he had no idea what her powers were). "Are you hurt?" he asked, his voice low and soft. "Please let me help you to your feet."

[Adaryn Breslin]

"That is enough"

A voice erupted in her ears, temporarily distracting her from what was truly going on. It was an adult, Adaryn was sure of it, which meant one of them was getting in trouble. It also meant that this was going to end before she even got the beating she truly deserved. 'So close!' She thought miserably.

The man yelled for the crowd to disperse, and Adaryn couldn't help but whimper in frustration. Maybe she could grasp onto his anger and maybe he co-- 'No, Don't be stupid, Addie. You could get expelled.' The voice in her head, the voice of reason, said. Temporarily she was back in a right state of mind, that is, until he touched her.

Adaryn screamed, shoving herself away. "What is wrong with you? Why'd you stop him?! He was going to finally put me out of my misery!" Her eyes were wide, looking from the boy to the man. She just wanted it to be over. Her mother would be happy, wouldn't she? Her father would be happy too, because if mum was happy, dad was happy too. It was for the best.

She tensed up, waiting for another word to be spoken, or another hand to be extended. It was a waiting game now, a waiting game with a ticking time bomb.

[Vincent Meian]

Well, that wasn't the reaction he'd been expecting.

Vincent frowned, more confused than angry as he assessed the girl more closely, then looked to the boy to see if he had any idea what she was talking about. Turning back to her, the trainer withdrew his hand, but spoke regardless. "I stopped both of you from continuing because fighting is unacceptable behavior," he answered, very matter-of-fact. It didn't matter if it was the girl or the boy that started the fight or for what reason - what mattered was that it ended without someone getting badly hurt.

If she had simply talked to him, he would have sympathized; Vincent was no stranger to depression or the massive guilt that came with believing that you killed someone and you deserved the hate that was spewed on you because of it. However, he was not a telepath or an empath. Reading body language and listening to what people did (and didn't) say was all he had to go on.

[Adaryn Breslin]

Addie wiped her face with her sleeve. Yes, sleeve. Even though she originally came for a run, she was wearing sleeves. Most people wore tank tops or very thin shirts so they could remain at a decent body temperature, but not Addie. The scars on her arms were too visible for her liking. Though if she managed to get away from the situation quickly enough without any immediate punishment, Addie would probably add one to the list without any hesitation.

"I stopped both of you from continuing because fighting is unacceptable behavior," The man said. Yeah, Addie thought, I hadn't noticed.

"You should have let him hit me, dammit. I deserve it!"

[Zac Stanson]

All this time Zac had just been stood there. Once he calmed down he realised that he would've done a lot more than he had actually done had the teacher not stopped him. He couldn't believe what he had been about to do though. A shiver ran down his spine.

He ended up just staring at the girl on the floor. She wanted to be hit, to be kicked, to be hurt. She said she deserved it. What kind of person thinks they deserve to be hurt like that?
"He was going to finally put me out of my misery!"

Another shiver went through him. He had figured out that she was either an Empathic Manipulator or a Pheremone Manipulator (it didn't take a genius) but he didn't really know what they could do, how much they could control. She might've been able to make Zac so angry that he might've... It was awful to think about.

If she really was suicidal, Zac really didn't want her getting in trouble. He was pretty sure it was against the rules (and maybe the law) to use your power against other students. Zac didn't want to see the girl get expelled.

[Vincent Meian]

Something wasn't quite right here. For a girl to be so angry (and spouting rather depressive-oriented objections to his interference) when she had been the target of someone else's anger (a boy twice her size who looked as if he was going to be ill, by the way)... it was a little bit strange. It wasn't unseen, but it was definitely not normal. There was more here than the older man could see going on.

Looking up at Zac again, Vincent asked rather directly and pointedly, "What caused this event?" No, not her depression - what made the two of them fight. It was a simple question, and Zac could choose to talk about it now or in the trainer's office later. Either way, he'd get his answer.

It was also very blatant that he was ignoring Addie's self-harmful nonsense, whether for better or for worse. If she got angrier, so be it. If she quieted down and cooperated, all the better. It was a test to find out who was really in the wrong here, though the Japanese man now had grave suspicions in a different direction than normal. What would make a small girl antagonize a young man twice her size, with the intent of having him beat her senseless?

That, ladies and gentlemen, is what he was supposed to find out.

[Adaryn Breslin]

He was ignoring her?! How dare he ignore her!

There was two sides that were raging within her. There was one side that was telling her that the lack of attention was good, that she could be ignored and return back to her normal life. But then there was the other side that demanded to be heard, to be acknowledge. To be hurt. Adaryn has never been like this before, even in her lowest of times. She was the girl who allowed all the dirt to be spat at her should she mess something up. But today she was lashing out two years worth of frustration and anger, and it felt good.

But the reasonable part of her brain was louder than the angry part, and was telling her to shut up, so Adaryn quieted down for the most part. But as she slowly began to calm down, Adaryn began to panic. She was going to get in trouble for this. She couldn't get expelled. She just couldn't. So in her hysteria, Addie thought it to be a good idea to stand up and attempt to flee. It was painful, her ribs hurting a bit, but she shoved that pain down to the pit of her stomach as she stood up, and ran.

Adaryn may have been a quick girl, but she was hurt, which slowed her down quite a bit. But she didn't know where she was going. She just knew she had to get away from the situation. Tears began flowing freely now, but she knew that she wasn't going to get let off the hook that easily. That fact was proven true at the sounds of approaching footsteps, but she didn't stop, even though she knew she should have. In the game of fight or flight, Addie was reverting back to her typical method of 'flight'. It wouldn't last long, though.

[Vincent Meian]

Apparently, the idea had worked. Sort of.

Despite not looking at her, Vincent noticed very quickly that Addie was up and running from him and was back on his feet quickly. Marking where she was going, he briefly looked at Zac and stated, "You will meet me in my office once I have dealt with this."

And then, without another word, the trainer was off running after the escaping student. Surprisingly enough, for a man with long legs, he wasn't terribly fast - it took him a bit of time to get fully up to speed and he detested running when he could help it. Sprinting was very hard on his knees, especially in recent years. However, long legs ate up distance very quickly, and he closed on the small girl quickly enough. He called out to her to stop, not expecting her to regardless, and finally caught up with her about twenty-five meters from where they had started. Then, long arms entered the picture as well as he reached out and grabbed the girl by her forearm, steadying himself against the inevitable jerk of a full stop with his feet braced.

"You will need to accompany me to the disciplinarian's office immediately," the trainer ordered, his voice stern but his emotions currently uncompromised. If she struggled, he would drag her. If she refused to move, she was light enough that he could carry her - she was hardly bigger than his youngest daughter, after all. Either way, she was going to see Sean. The psychic would be able to determine far more than Vincent had with his brief glancing over the situation.

[Adaryn Breslin]

His voice filled her ears as he called for her to stop, but Adaryn wasn't stupid. If she stopped now, this teacher was going to take her to someone else and she could be expelled. If she was expelled, would she be shipped off to another institution? Or would she be forced back home? Adaryn couldn't go back to a place where she wasn't wanted, and she especially couldn't go to a new school. She had started making friends here, and if she left she would have to do it all over again.

Adaryn attempted to speed up, but her body protested against the strain with such intensity that it caused her to cry out. It didn't take long after that for the man to catch her, and when he did, she tried yanking away.

"Get off of me!" She cried, "I can't go to another place and I can't go back home! I'll have no one! Get off of me! Please!" She was screaming once again, but not out of frustration, instead she was crying out in despair. She had her eruption, and now everything was quickly spiraling out of control.

"Please!" She yanked her arm so hard she couldn't help but yelp in pain. Addie fell to her knees, hoping the sudden drop in weight would cause him to stumble, but she doubted that. The guy was huge, and she barely made the mark of 100 pounds, but a girl could hope, right?

[Vincent Meian]

As much as he held his temper in check, Vincent did not like being yelled at. Even his wife was given rather cold looks whenever she did, and usually she had good reason. Students yelling at him was general disrespect and for the most part wasn't tolerated. Still, despite the mild irritation that flared up, he remained calm, especially now that he had his hand on her. He still wasn't sure of her powers, and the trainer wasn't taking any chances that she could break through his emotional barriers. He kept them up as strong as he could and simply braced himself when she dropped to the ground.

Normally, it would have pulled him over - the Japanese man was abnormally tall, and he had a very high center of gravity compared with most people. He had a tendency to topple like a tree if people caught him off-guard, and that included girls less than half his weight. But, he'd been bracing for it, and instead what happened is that Addie managed to fall to the ground with her arm still up in the air like some awkward marionette. It was almost comical looking, if she weren't in tears.

"We do not send students from this school before they are ready," Vincent stated, his voice quiet but firm. He did not like people trying to play the sympathy card if they were already in trouble. "You will be no different, and I cannot let you avoid discipline because you have misguided fear."

People saying 'please' in such a way usually made him more sympathetic as well, however there was a need to maintain order and discipline here. He could not let her go, but he felt no reason to harm her or make this any worse than it was. So, he remained as impassive and calm as always, and if Addie tried to reach for his emotions she'd only see that calm, backed by a mental wall of brick and ivy. She would find little to grab onto, and nothing to manipulate.

[Adaryn Breslin]

So she wouldn't be expelled at least. Adaryn knew that the trouble she was in was not something that could just be ignored with a simple warning. She violated rules, big rules. The brunette used her power against another student, effectively causing him to want to beat her to a pulp. The teacher was sure to know this by now, and would probably send her to the school psychiatrist, which she had been trying to avoid for quite a long time. But right now she was in pain, her sides were burning with a hot pain, her resolve was crumbling... Adaryn wanted nothing more than to just fall asleep and never wake up.

Her sobs subsided, but she made no move to stand up. It was too painful. Instead, she attempted to grasp onto her anxiety and depression within her mind, and shoved the two negative emotions down to the depths of her mind. There was still a trace of the emotions, but they were so minimal that Adaryn couldn't even feel them. Instead, she was back to feeling nothing except the physical pain she was enduring.

"I'm sorry," Adaryn said suddenly, her voice strained. "I'm sorry... just..." She couldn't even finish her sentence. What would she say? He wouldn't care. All he was going to do was what he was entitled to do: take her Dr. Neville's office, or something. She didn't know.

[Vincent Meian]

Yes, rules of the utmost importance had been broken. Yes, she was in trouble and would be sent to the school disciplinarian (who also happened to be the psychiatrist, a psychic, and a friend of the Japanese man). But there were extenuating circumstances at work here, things Vincent wasn't sure he could adequately explain in English or Japanese. He simply knew there was something wrong here; he just didn't know what.

Shifting his balance slightly, the tall man knelt on the ground, his large hand still holding her small arm in a firm but not painful grip. He wasn't trying to hurt her, after all. And, if at all possible, he would try not to scare her anymore either.

"I understand," he answered. "I cannot let you leave, but I understand." There was a pause as he thought over his next words, then asked, "Have I harmed you? Will you be well?"

Language barriers were hard, but the gist of just about everything the trainer asked was able to be understood. He was giving Addie the chance to walk on her own, either to the Infirmary for her injuries or to Dr. Neville's office for discipline. He would not judge her choice either way, but he would carry her if he had to. It would not have been the first time he did so to a student.

[Adaryn Breslin]

Adaryn shook her head. No, he hadn't hurt her. She had hurt herself, except she made somebody actually do the physical work. She was tired, she was in pain, and all she wanted to do was sleep and never wake up. Adaryn was so done with life at this point, but apparently she was stuck here for at least a few more hours. The world hated her, it really did. Why didn't it just put her out of her misery already?

"I just... my sides really hurt and I don't feel so well. I don't think... I can stand." She paused at her last words, because she couldn't handle a trip the the infirmary. "But please, just... whatever you do, don't take me to the infirmary. I know you have no reason to listen to my requests after the display I just made, but please take me to wherever I need to go to receive my punishment. I'd really appreciate it, sir..."

There was really no reason this person had to listen to her, but her voice was soft and exhausted. There was no malice, nor was there any life. She just wanted to get whatever punishment she received for doing this, out of the way.

[Vincent Meian]

Though it may have surprised her, Vincent nodded. "I will carry you to Dr. Neville's office, then," he answered, giving the girl a very slight smile. "You do not need to seek medical aid if you do not wish, though I would recommend it."

Very carefully, the tall man scooped the slight girl up and cradled her in his arms, being very mindful of her injuries. He let her adjust as needed, then began walking her to the main building of the school. He would take her to the psychiatrist's office as promised (if he was available), then make mention of the incident to Nakia in the Infirmary just in case Adaryn changed her mind later.


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