The Threat Is Real [OPEN]

[Kale Armitage]

They say freak,
When you're singled out,
The red, well it filters through.

What..? What the hell.. just happened?

A black out? A rage filled fit? Kale wasn't sure exactly what had just transpired. The exchange was only slowly coming back to him now in bits and pieces. Those large gloved hands currently gripped the lip of the sink, as he took in his surroundings once again. He was in the bathroom.. Kale remembered he had needed to take a piss before heading to the lunchroom. It was then that thouse brown hues would focus upon the sink as he felt a droplet slip from under his nose. It was his blood. Kale didn't remember getting hit, but maybe he it just hadn't came back to him yet. The large junior would soon twist, the numbness of his body beginning to fade away as he glanced down to the floor behind him.

So lay down, the threat is real,
When his sight goes red again.
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again.

The bodies lay upon the floor, only one of them was moving. The male was probably a head smaller then Kale, and his blond hair was soaked in what the junior could only believe was his own blood. His hands were at his throat, as if his throat was severely damaged. The sounds he was producing only seemed to add to his conclusion. Kale's eyes would slide from the conscious one toward the two other kid's that were laid out. One of them seemed to be missing a lot of teeth, the others right eye socket looked like it might have been broken. He still couldn't remember why this had happened, or even exactly what he had even done to them.

This change, he won't contain,
Slip away, to clear your mind.
When asked, who made it show,
The truth, he gives in to most.

It had finally happened though. Something he had feared more then anything else. Kale had always believed that at some point he was going to end up snapping, but he had tried his hardest to keep that from happening. Maybe this place hadn't been the best place to move to. This school was full of people who only pissed him off and made it a lot harder for the junior to hold his temper. Now it seemed like this was it, the time had finally come. This sickness that seemed to have swam down his bloodline, was finally going to start taking root.

So lay down, the threat is real,
When his sight goes red again.

Turning away from the broken human beings behind him, the large brown haired seventeen year old would glance into the mirror. A slight chill would run the length of his body when those hues settled upon the wife-beater he was wearing. It had been white when he came to school earlier in the day, but now it was a dark pinkish-red color. Kale would take a deep breath and push his face closer toward the cracked bathroom mirror, and he'd glance briefly at the blood spatter which covered the lengths of his arms, torso and even a bit on that scruffy face of his.

So lay down, the threat is real,
When his sight goes red again.
So lay down, the threat is real,
When his sight goes red again.

His jawline would harden a bit as his head would drop, hands once again gripping the lip of the sink as he's wipe the blood from under his nose on his shoulder. Kale knew that this wasn't going to be the end of it. It was only going to keep happening, over and over again until he finally cracked. This basket case had lost a fight with whatever was inside of him, it was only a matter of time. At that moment Kale could that horrible anger from within building up, growing larger and larger by the moment. And in a flash another piece of the puzzle would come into play, the incident would pop back into his mind.

'Look at his guy. He must be the king of the trailer park..'

'Hahah, yeeaah. Hell, I bet he ain't even got a trailer! Dude looks like he's a freakin' bum!'

'HAAAH!'

"...I've had enough of this bullshit.. I don't give a damn if there are three of you here.. You three little douche bags still don't stand a chance!"

'Pfft. Listen to this dude! Tryin' to act all tough, just 'cuz he's big!'

"Who the fuck says I'm acting?"

'I say we fuck him up! Then we go find his moms' and do the same to the bitch.'

"..The fuck'd you just say?"

'Ooohh! Watch out! He's gettin' angry, you might not like him when he's angry!'

'HAAAH!'

Seeing red again,

Seeing red again,

Seeing red again,

Seeing red again,

Kale's right arm would lash out suddenly, almost as if he was reacting exactly the same way he did after the last thing he heard out of those kid's mouths. The mirror would shatter as those crusher gloves connected. He'd let out an grunt before he'd begin to storm out of the bathroom. He was already out before he had thought to clean himself up. He couldn't focus on anything else right now though. His head was still a little foggy, and he couldn't get the feeling that he needed to do something. Kale felt like he had insashible anger, he had to find some way to quell the flames.. Something urged him to go to the lunchroom.. There were lots of people there.

Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,

Soon enough his large, blood spattered body would tromp forward into the lunch room, those dark brown eyes more bloodshot then they normally were. Small droplets of blood pattering as he walked, dripping from the gloves he wore. It was quite clear that he had done something horrible.. And it wasn't quite finished yet. He would speak but most of his words would be low, only someone close by would hear. Except for the very last one he spoke, it would have been out.

Seeing red again,
Seeing red....

"Maybe I'll hurt him.. or her.. him? No, how about EVERYONE!"

[Jayr Byrne]

(ooc: <3 Chevelle)

....And so is bed head.

Apparently Mondays seem to be descendants of hell because they always seemed to screw a person over in the most unruly way imaginable. For Jayr Byrne she just so happened to wake up a bit late for class. Yup hoping out of bed only to realize it was 8:45 was a real eye opener. Hoping out with a shrill screech the brunette made her way to her closet which by most cases might as well be an extra room as she sized up the notable attire she should wear all the while micromanaging her hairstyle and applying the light layer of makeup.

"Shit...."

Her breath low and hastily picking out the right clothes to wear before she bolted to get changed. A thick layer of gloss on her lips ans she kissed the mirror leaving her own little mark to be remembered by before growing discontent with her hair and tying it up into a ponytail. Blasted what a great way to start the school year, looking like a putz.

Hurriedly running outside she pounced into her Camaro and took off for school. The bright yellow ride drew enough attention headed into school but she'd managed to avoid any standouts who'd challenged her. Rather the challenges that met her were those of sexually aroused gazes. Something she just rolled her eyes on and kept walking with a bit of pep to her step.

*A few hours later*

Class had flown by like a rocket, though Jayr had found it to be rather slow constantly setting her gaze on the clock with elongated boredom. She'd found nobody to play with just a bunch of perverted nerds staring down her shirt every time they got the chance. This place felt like every other school she'd ever been to and by now she was ready to start a few new things.

Staring down at the books wrapped up in her arms she opened up her notepad and read from it carefully.

• Start Cheer Squad
  
• Kick Some ass
  

Seemed like a sturdy plan. She nodded entering the Cafeteria with a lackluster shimmer in her eyes. Wow of course this place was crowded at lunch. How....Predictable.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Kevala had been in the library, trying to finish up an assignment for English class and another one for History. It was already starting to piss her off, and given her current lack of mental stability, it was not surprising that she had a good 10 ft radius cleared between her and the other students.

~Fuck I hate this shit!~

Her mind wandering back to the events of the last couple weeks, spreading that sickly little grin onto her face...The briefest flash of crimson daring to enter her eyes as she thought of the blood, the tears, the agony those people had suffered under her hand.....

It was like heaven to her.....or hell....however you chose to look at it.....

Leaning back in her chair, her long black hair falling down over the back of such and stopping halfway to the ground she crossed her arms over her stomach and cast a look up to the ceiling.

At least this place was quiet, despite the hushed whispers of the kids that were around her. They either feared her, envied her or were curious about her...Either way, she didnt mind so long as they left her the hell alone.

*SLAM*

*CRASH*

Of course the silence could not last, and even though she heard the doors slam open, the sound of somebody spilling over a cart of books in their hurry to get into the room, and the sounds of heavy breathing, she did not raise her head to look in the direction of the person headed her way.....

She could feel it...Something had happened, something bad.....She could already smell the blood on the kid that now tumbled into the table she was seated at, sliding her books across the surface a few hitting the ground in a heavy thud.

"K...Kev..Kevala.....In..the...the ....bathroom...the..the blood...."

She growled, her eyes finally shifting to the boy to note his pale face, his trembling features and the sweat that covered his brow. Her hand reaching out to grip his shirt by the collar pulling him across the width of the table until he was face to face with her, his nose almost touching her's.....

"Where did the person responsible go?"

"L..Lun...Lunch...r..r.."

The boy continued to try and stammer out an answer, swallowing hard in fear of his School Captain even as she rose from her seat, the chair falling back to the ground, and the kid being released to fall fully onto the table....

She had the jist of where the person was, and she didnt need to waste time with letting the kid finish.

Turning back she shot him a very clear and threatening gaze....

"Go...Try and find Kazuya and Jack. Now!"

The kid rolled off the table, stumbling to his feet as he nodded and ran off...She was not sure who it was causing the trouble, nor was she sure the kid would be able to do as told, but either way, she had done all she could do before taking on the situation herself.

Leaving her bag where it was, the librarian already offering a soft nod of acknowledgement as she scurried to gather the stuff that had fallen on the floor....Kevala took off toward the lunchroom....

Already she could hear kids inside making panicked noises a couple having managed to somehow get out fled past her....

~Great...Just what she needed today~

Stopping just outside the doors to the lunchroom, she reached into the pocket of her jeans, pulling out a hair tie and pulling her hair back into a single ponytail.

A deep breath taken before she thrust the doors open, eyes falling instantly on the figure inside the room which let forth the menacing and blood hungry emotions.....

Kale........

She felt the corner of her lips turn upward in a grin as she brushed her tongue over her lips......

"KALE!!!"

She shouted the word out, hushing much of the commotion in the room, and of course drawing a few curious looks...those who did not know her, those who were new, thinking the small girl a fool for calling on the big guy now threatening them all....

"Just what the FUCK do you think you are doing?!"

Her feet spreading instantly as she slid her right foot forward, steadying herself and then letting her hands fall to her sides....So somebody had finally lost it.

Too bad he was being a threat to the school....Cause she had always known he would be damn sexy when he did. Hehe....

She hoped to hell Jack or Kazuya could be found. She was good, but so was Kale....This was gonna get ugly, and fast....She could already tell........

But she was not about to back down....Not from him...Pft! She could take on Gabe without fear, she could take on this guy...It was that simple........

"You wanna fight somebody...Why dont you fight somebody that can actually kick your ass?!"

The little gasp of a few girls beside her got her sinister grin to come out in full force...oh yeah...Everybody doubt the little female....gah!

[Kale Armitage]

KALE!!!

The voice was instantly recognizable. Though he couldn't say that he was exactly happy to hear it. After all, while they had shared a little something he hadn't really been interested in her. That drug she had introduced him to nearly made him feel like he was going to die without or for the longest time. It was only recently that feeling seemed to fade. But it had made him turn for the worst, because he had only grown more agitated because of his withdrawal. But here she was now.. It finally seemed like he might get to bitch-slap her for what happened at the docks with Uriel.

Just what the FUCK do you think you are doing?!

"Oh, nothing.. Just thought I'd redecorate a little."

Kale would give a sudden 180, his right arm whipping around. To those that hadn't notice the freshman that was inching away from the bloodied junior, it might have looked weird to see him swing around like that. But there was a reason. That freshman had turned to begin running toward Kevala, but his nose and mouth with simply meet that metal-covered glove of his. The young male would crumble beneath his fist, a broken tooth finding a new home in someone's macaroni. And now Kale would be facing a girl who he owed a little something, those bloodshot eyes piercing her own.

"The bathroom looks a whole lot better in red.."

You wanna fight somebody...Why dont you fight somebody that can actually kick your ass?!

"Ooh hoo really? They way I remember it.. You're the one who likes to get your ass kicked, sweetheart. You get off on that kinda shit, don't you?"

Maybe it might have been just a little low of him to say something like that to her in front of everyone watching them in the lunchroom, but when the hell had Kale ever cared when the right time to say something was? Neever. He didn't care if he embarrassed the hell out of the girl. Maybe she'd feel a sliver of the anger he felt right now. It still wouldn't be enough to save her from what was to happen today.

"Come to daddy, bitch. I owe you a little somthin'"

[Jayr Byrne]

When shit hits the fan

Run, It was the base instinct that most animals were gifted with if they knew what was best for him but ever so often there were those miscalculations in the brain that short circuited triggering a person to step up instead of run away from a burning pyre.

Though Nothing seemed to be wrong just yet the problems were just about to unfold. Jayr stood nervously in line fiddling with the back of her ponytail twiddling at the end trying to made it go straight before shifting back to bitting her nails. The nervous thought in her head popped that if this cafeteria had some backwater foods like Gator she'd chuck all over. Then again that might not be the worst things.

Surprisingly enough she found herself in front of a grand standard of foods fitted with something most teens managed. Pizzas, Burgers, and other assortments of ballpark nature. It seemed as if the school board had a good stand on food. With a shrug she piled on some salad. With a quick look over her shoulder she pressed some fries on the plate.

SHE LOVED FRIES!


"KALE!!!"

A shocked jump as her food became part of her attire at the end of the line directing the kids not stunned by Kevala's entry to spark a laughing fit in her general direction. A shade of red rising in her cheeks as she cleaned herself up only managing a glance at the two directly center.

"Just what the FUCK do you think you are doing?!"

"Ooh hoo really? They way I remember it.. You're the one who likes to get your ass kicked, sweetheart. You get off on that kinda shit, don't you?"

Her eyes lit up a spark of challenge though ignored the feeling briefly, this looked to be a battle of the exs, best to avoid such conflict unless you're directly involved.

Hunching her back in a sneaking fashion Jayr collected what unmuddled food she had and began slinking to a seat distantly off from amongst the chaos before sitting down to politely sit.

Pulling free a fork to begin eating her salad she realized her tray had been stolen. towering above her was a relatively small boy with it enclosed in his hands as he hurtled it towards the two combatants and darted for his friends looking innocent as they all pointed her direction a stare of shock on Jayr's face with fork in hand she managed to mutter out. "I didn't do it..."

[Ceraphine Davis]

( OOC: If my posts get shorter then yeah its cause during fights they usually do. )

Kevala stood there, watching as the freshman went down and snickering lightly. Oh not just at him, but at the words that now spilled forth toward her in some futile attempt at upsetting her or whatever he was trying to do.

Anger?

The only anger she felt was his own. Inside herself was the prowling demon that had been unleashed, ready to play and purring with excitement.

"Mm...Oh you know how much I love getting my ass kicked. Just a shame you could never really pull it off. Had to go find me somebody who can....."

She then brought her hand up, pressing her fingers to her lips and then blowing him a little kiss.

Oh yeah, she was a bitch...and she knew it, accepted it, and loved every fucking minute of it.

"What's the matter big boy? Feeling like you need to compensate for what you lacked with me? So you gonna beat up on those that cant defend themselves?"

She shook her head, eyes fading from icy blue to crimson as she released that darkness that filled her.....The fire inside now burning brightly.

"Thing is...I cant let you do that in my school.."

She then sighed, as though the thought bothered her, which in some ways it did...because yeah, she did so love seeing people bleed, and the fear that filled the room was intoxicating to her. The demon feeding off of it.....Wanting and craving more....

But she had been called forward and as such she would oblige. Shooting forward, ducking down as she neared him and slamming her fist right into his gut, the other quick to follow into his ribs.

She had gotten faster, smarter and stronger since their last little "spat" and well, she hoped that would help her out here...One could only wait and see......Either way, this was going to be an interesting little fight.....

[Kale Armitage]

Well, the 'fore-play' had finally come to an end. None of what she said really bothered Kale at all. After all, he couldn't give two shits as to what she thought about him. He was going to show her how he felt about her shortly. This time though he didn't think she would enjoy it the way she may have before. This time he wasn't trying to get her off, he was just going to stomp her out. It was odd the way Kevala said it was 'her' school. He had no idea she was the school captain.

"After this is said and done.. I'll be the best you've ever had."

As Kevala neared, those chocolate hues would watch intently. The girl would drop down as she neared and thrown a punch. He would smirk lightly as his abdomen would tighten and he'd brace for her first attack. As her hand connected with his gut, Kale's large frame would curl over slightly. A grunt would escape his lips after her punch connected, but he would grin through the pain and his own attack would unfold. Kale's upper-body shifting forward with the curl from her attack. The girl had left her head completely open.

Kale was aiming to slam his forehead against her face as she threw her second attack. It was likely that the junior's forehead would connect as she was in the process of following up with a quick blow to Kale's ribs. Unfortunately though her fist would have only connected with Kale's arm, as they had curled near his side as he got hit. She was certainly a strong little biotch, but Kale wasn't a little girly man. He could deal with the pain. The large junior also knew she was fast, but that didn't always mean she would be able to dodge everything he through. They were very close together, so he wasn't too worried about it.

As soon as his right arm felt the sting from the girl's second strike, his body would react. His right shoulder lowering while his left would lift slightly, Kale's left arm kept guarding at his side with that right would arc upward in a violent manner, in which Kale was looking to slam the knuckles of those crusher gloves against the underside of Kevala's chin. It would have been a fluent, sharp upper cut and it was possible it could land if his headbutt had done enough damage to the girl. Kale would just had to wait and see.

[Jayr Byrne]

Salad Attacks - A tale of Aerial Bombardment

Of course the Ex's were still at it even when her own attack which was not quite her own spiraled into a slow motion bombardment. Jayr's head wavering in a "no" notion as the bowel of salad was turned into a missile, the flaky leaves parting into their own individual missile stream. Of course that wasn't the only effect by all means in a less fantasized version the dressing atop the salad made this missile a dirty bomb spreading its white creamy substance all over those whom were in its path. That being the two combatants shoving one another.

"look out.." She managed to squeak covering her eyes but looking to be the guilty party who'd launched the weaponized food.

So to sum that up the missile was made up of:

• Lettuce
  
• Ranch
  
• Crutons
  
• And Cheese
  

If the fighters didn't surrender to her might there may be a second bowl headed their way.

[Ceraphine Davis]

To his words she giggled and shook her head, but waited to reply til after she had attacked.....

Her first hit landing, even if it came at a cost. She felt his body shifting, and knew she would get hit due to the closeness of her body to his. Yet it seems he forgot in his haste to beat the shit out of her, that yeah, people doubted her because she was a little bitch indeed......Her height much smaller than his own, so with no effort what so ever put forth on her part, his head would collide with her own, but instead of the spot he was aiming for, it would land against the top, hardest part of her skull.....

Not to say it didnt hurt, but it was enough of an advantage to keep her from stumbling back, her second hit connecting with his arm.

Just then his fist came up, both arms shooting out to cross in front of her to block the hit, taking the blow there instead...Again, she knew he was strong, matching her in strength almost, so she used the force of his hit to send her sliding back against the tiled floor....Watching as a salad? came flying out of nowhere, her head ducking to avoid it...Unsure if it would nail Kale or not....Which would be hilarious if it did...but yeah...back to the fight....

She shot her eyes toward him, shaking her head as she finally replied...

"Tsk tsk...Honey you are no Gabriel Seran."

Oh yeah, Gabe had kicked her ass to the point that she thought she was gonna die. Torture sessions and fighting him with a two day old broken leg that he had broken and that had not been set....Yeaaaahhhh....he still held top dog in her book when it came to beating the shit out of her.

Raising her small hand she crooked her finger in his direction. A little grin still plastered on her lips as she tilted her head slightly.

"Come on big boy...Lets see how mean and nasty you really are..."

She giggled...which would have been out of place if not for the darkness that hinged every word and noise that left her body.

[Kale Armitage]

Kale's 'crusher-fist' would only connect with the girl's arm, while he was satisfied with that he would have much rather seen the girl's teeth chatter together. But there was still plenty of time for that to happen. Instead of sticking in close she did the smart thing and used his attack to send herself sliding backwards. Those brown hues would lock upon Kevala and he would have started to dash forward toward the girl even before she even stopped moving. After all Kale was relentless for the most part, always pushing forward.

Unfortunately though, someone from within the lunchroom had just tossed the salad. Kale had been too focused upon the girl before him to pay attention and because of that the healthy, nutritious salad spilled all over him. His run would stall briefly as he looked in the direction it had come from, and his eyes briefly settled upon the smokin' hot female there. He would get her back for that. Maybe he'd throw a table instead of a salad though, for now Kale had a 'bigger' fish to fry.

His attention would have snapped back to Kevala quickly and his speed would pick up once again as a few leaves of lettuce would fall from his shoulder. Normally he'd probably have gotten so pissed off at the girl, but his shirt was already soaked in blood. The junior would have came within striking distance just as the girl neared the finish of her last sentence. His left arm and shoulder would have pulled back a bit as Kale would prepare what looked as if it might be a wide hooking haymaker.

That was what he wanted it to look like anyways. It wouldn't actually be used though, because Kale's right shoulder would shift forward rapidly and instead of using that left arm Kale would look to slam his shoulder against the girl's chest and train wreck the girl in front of him. It was likely his massive frame would be able to knock the girl backwards without too much resistance. He half expected the female's arms to lift up to block in time, which was why he had a back up plan.

[Jayr Byrne]

And BOOM Headshot

Target acquired and as the cascading bowl of weapanized lunch meal triggered at a slowly descending rate most closely equivilated as a mortar round. Instants before making contact the bowl spliting into its fragmented rounds and just barely missing the girl's head.

"Drat."

A smooth little smile rolling across her face as the targets didn't necessarily get away. The male taking up arms against her got splattered in the face with the intricate cream. Of course giving him a suggestive position granted the words fired out in the earlier stages of this tango. Her body propped up on the table leaning forward to watch in more detail only to see the male fighter glance at her. The effect send her back into her seat with a shy little wave. Her other free hand retreating to the back of her head.

It wasn't because she was shy of him it was simply her putting off the blame of purposefully striking them with weaponized eatery. Which would probably become common when she heard the boy's behind her coo the fight on drawing multitudes of celery sticks unabated by the clash of titans.

Though there was one regret she didn't want to miss. A part of her wanted to fight too, her other mask seeking for its place on her features and her face turning a bit more sensual imploring for the action to start up though this time with a bit more passion.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Oh! Salad landed! Nice hit! Her mind dancing over the laughable thought for a moment as she noted his momentary lack of concentration. Taking advantage of such and shooting forward to slam her knee as hard as she could into his thigh, just above the knee area...A spot that had brought many much bigger people down....Though he was in rage mode so the chances were slim.

She had just enough time to back up a couple steps before he shot forward, his shoulder hitting her and sending her ass back and into the wall.

Yeaaah that one was gonna leave a mark..more so on the wall than her...but till....

Bits of plaster crumbling about her as she struggled to catch her breath and and slid back down to the floor, her feet once more firmly planted.

Though she did not stay there. Instead she took off, this time picking up a chair and using it as a weapon, a single swing from right to left meant to catch him in the arm and side...Using her strength to hopefully send him to the side at the very least....

Eyes then diverted to look toward the girl even as her attention stayed focused on him...Watching out of the corner of her eye for him to move.

[Kale Armitage]

The knee certainly didn't feel good, he had almost stumbled but he had fought to keep balance long enough to slam his shoulder into Kevela's body as hard as he could. The female's small frame would have been knocked backwards as he previously hoped. Her body would crash against the lunchroom wall, the material behind her breaking away as she found herself embedded in the wall. She was certainly tough though, because she dropped back to her feet.

Kale was already running toward the girl when she moved away from the broken wall and grasped a chair. That smirk of his only grew wider when he saw her come in with it to attack. Just as the girl would have reached swinging distance, Kale's long right leg would have snapped up and toward his left. The steel toe of his boot would be what met that Chair, not only met it but decimated it due to both of the fighter's strengths. Kale's legs heavy body would begin to spin counter-clockwise with the kick so that he could actually try to damage her this time.

Seeing as he had previously cocked that left arm of his backwards, he had never brought it back to his side. Instead he had left it in it's position and now it would be time to use it. As Kale's body would continue to spin counter-clockwise as his kick dropped back toward the ground, Kale's left arm would whip around and he would attempt to back-hand Kevala upside the head with those metal plated gloves. She might be faster, but Kale had much longer limbs and that long left arm was whipping around pretty quickly with decent momentum. Not to mention the girl would have been too prepared for an attack like that to come from Kale.

The large brown haired junior REALLY wanted to make the bitch bleed. He wanted to get back at her for hooking him on a drug without ever telling him what it would do to him. He wanted to get back at her for the night on that dock with the blond haired prick, Uriel. She was a genuine pain in the ass to him, and now it seemed like she held some kind of power at the school. Regardless, in the end she would never be able to control or tame him. He was a beast that would rampage down his way to hell some day.

[Jayr Byrne]

Caught in the act.

Of course she was innocent of any harms thus far only being set up as the one to befall all these harmful reactions. First came the salad, clearly not her fault but from their battle torn positions it would be hard to assume anything. Then of course there was the innocent little glance she exchanged with the boy. Haha yea innocent like she said. In the ex's mind however jealousy of course tended to construed things and perhaps she thought she was hitting on him.

"Gasp"

She said with lackluster energy to the situation seeing as her lunch had been used as a weapon to depth charge the fighting couple. A hand would come over her mouth to bar the gasped expression. Had she already earned an enemy here. Cool. Seems as though there'd have to be more construction on all fronts to determine much of anything.

"Go..... Yeah!" She cheered on not sure of either of there names but felt the need to be included in the angry mob chucking food at their feet too afraid to legitimately hit either party.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Angry mob? Seriously? The girls words drawing Kevala's attention to the student and making her laugh softly, her arm shooting out to block the hit from Kale.....

A warning glance shot to those around them..Yeahhh...most of them stopped, the rest would so be dead later...

Then a look to the girl..her head motioning toward her as she shot a glance to Kale, knowing he would be striking out at her instantly.

"New girlfriend?"

She said this even as she took off, to the side, a single jump landing her on the table top as she bailed off and slammed her fist into his jaw. Her speed giving her the advantage of this one she hoped as she did it all as fast as possible....her body hitting the ground, solid on her feet, though she would easily tuck and roll to the floor before sending both feet upward and into his gut....

Her hands braced against the floor to give her the leverage she needed....

Then, just like that, she rolled away, assuming she was able to, and regained her footing.....

Mind inching toward the girl...Not sure if she was gonna help Kale out or not, and really wishing that Kazuya or Jack would hurry their asses up...

If not they were both sooo dead....