Dog Days [open]

[Zaeric Blackwood]

He was done and he knew it. Damnit! He wasn’t going to be able to do anything else. Zaer even doubted he’d be able to stand for much longer. He had put all his energy into that and the man had taken it like he was standing in the rain. The exhaustion was strong in Zaerics face as he listened to the Bat Brat rant on about something or other. He couldn’t really tell what she was saying because his hearing was going fuzzy. He tried to dig his nails in his palms to keep himself away but he didn’t really have any nails to speak of so that didn’t do anything. If he had enough energy left to make even a shard of ice he would have stuck it through his hand just to keep himself awake. That certainly wasn’t going to happen. So for a few moments he just stood there trying to make his over used body and brain work.

He tried to make something happen, to pull the water to him and make something cold and icy. No matter how many times he did tried to start using his power again he accomplished nothing but becoming weaker and weaker. Sidra was right. This guy would have been better to have just left them alone because they were absolutely fine before he got there. He could protect himself from whatever power she had and probably kick her ass while he was at it. But no, the man just had to come and play Mr.Goody-student-watching-security-guard and not let nature [as in the fight for superiority] take it’s course. It was only going to cause problems now.

Of course he and Sidra were going to get into some kind of trouble and cause similar disturbances everytime they were around each other. Instead of just letting things go this guy had unknowingly caused more problems before they were started. I hope he get frozen to the ceiling or something. In fact, Zaer made that his goal. To someday freeze this guy to a ceiling. The teen could hear blood rushing and heart beating and knew it was over for him. He had lost this battle. So he was going to have to patiently wait, plan, and overall learn a few new tricks for the next time he came across one [or both as the case may be] them.

“ The Piper can kiss my ass.” He said carefully before he collapsed into the water, out cold.

So he may have lost the battle, but the war had just begun.

[Vincent Romanov]

Some days were better than others and Vincent realized this, had come to terms with this over the decades, but this day....this moment was beginning to really get on his nerves. It was so hard to get an ounce of respect out of kids today, not like it had ever been easy, but back when Vincent was growing up, at least kids had some fear of adults, especially those in authority positions. Anymore, the kids had more authority than adults and heaven forbid if you hit one. It was all about talking things out and trying to find that sore spot in someone's past which made them rude now. A bunch of hippie bull crap if you asked Vincent. Some kids needed a good thrashing every once in a while, not a beating, but just a few hard felt reminders of who was in charge and who was runt.

Sidra and Zaeric weren't going to give an inch to Vincent and his authority and like most kids today, they knew he was severely hampered by the law in what he could and could not do or say to them. In a sense, his hands were tied, however, seeing how they both had assaulted him with their powers, he was free to act according to one of the little loopholes in the contract he had signed with the school. If attacked in a manner which was forceful and on purpose, then Vincent was allowed to defend himself in a manner befitting of proper defense in the situation. However, slinging around two kids wasn't on his list of fun things to do, so he would have to try a different approach to settle this.

As Sidra ranted, Vincent closed his eye and shook his head, giving a huff. "Alright, maybe I could have used a better choice of words, but you guys aren't the only ones who have tough days," he said opening his eyes, staring down Sidra. "I can't have students fighting each other or anyone else outside of self defense okay? Now that you and Zaeric here have openly attacked me in front of witnesses, I have to take you to the security building and notify one of the senior faculty and that means Dr. Neville," he went on, giving Sidra the run down of how things were going to go. "You and Zaeric are coming with me," he said as he looked to the two guards who had accompanied him here, motioning for them each to take a student.

Zaeric's mouth broke the air once again, giving Vincent cause to address the little prize fighter. However, as Vincent opened his mouth to put the little smart ass in his place, Zaeric collapsed, drained from pushing himself too far, too quickly. "Nice," he said, walking over to pull Zaeric up and out of the water. Vincent was worried of course, but he had seen students push themselves too far many times. He quickly checked to make sure Zaeric's heart was still beating and that his breathing was normal. Zaeric's heart rate was a bit fast and his breathing labored, but nothing worth getting excited over. "Take the boy to the infirmary and notify one of the senior staff. Let them know I'll be filing a full report as will the both of you," he said, looking to each guard who nodded in agreement to their orders. "I'll take care of the girl," he added as the guards tended to Zaeric before they would take him to the infirmary as ordered.

"This is why we can't have you guys fighting each other like a bunch of animals," he said, walking over to Sidra, taking off his jacket to offer it to her. "We got some dry clothes at the security building you can put on when we get there," he said, waiting for Sidra to take the jacket, "Hopefully we can sort all this out quickly and without too much drama involved. If your mind you manners and listen to what your told, then you might be able to get out of this with a slap on the wrist," he said, trying to ease the tension of the moment.

[Sidra Cotton]

"Fine, whatever."

Pushing the jacket back at Vincent she stormed off to the lakeside where the two other security goons moved to intercept her. Glaring at them she stopped and waited for the other two to follow. The water bending dude really hadn't looked that great, but she wasn't going to waste her sympathy on him. He'd ruined her outfit, possibly her violin, and did nothing to improve her mood.

"Oh my GOD Hurry up!" How slow could they be?

[I'm good for a close]