774 School Meeting ( OPEN TO ALL )

[Kazuya Hikari]

Tearing his gaze away from Jayr the moment he heard the dull whine of the microphone being turned on, Kazuya saw Ms. Vellequette was already standing at the microphone, as she cleared her throat to get the students attention, though that notion would go to waste. Kazuya turned his head the moment he heard the sound of what seemed to be a fight breaking out... already. That was bloody fast. He watched as the big guy that had been sitting next to the girl with dark hair gave her a solid back hand to the face sending her back and to the ground, before turning to Guy, who was on the floor, as Kazuya sighed, he knew the little dude was going to land his ass in hot water one of these days... though he never expected today to be that day. He heard the girl cry out pleading to the big guy, Lucas, to stop, as his gaze shifted as he saw Kevala get up, walking beside her as she passed him going up the aisle, in case things got a little sticky, but spotted Guy, who took matters in his own hands.

"... Heh..." Even Guy had a breaking point underneath his happy-go-lucky disposition. Spotting Jayr yank the chair out from underneath the girl she was sitting with, he quickly darted over to her and caught the chair she had in her hands before it connected with Lucas with one hand. "... This is Guy's fight... Let him take care of it." He said quietly, as he bent down slightly, his face at the exact same level as hers, as he looked right into her eyes, his eyes telling her he didn't want her to get in trouble, before nodding his head slightly. If she obliged, he would gently take the chair from her, his hands brushing against hers lightly, and place it back down on the floor, before standing beside her, his arms folded lightly across his chest, as he glared around at the students, instantly telling them to stay out of it and don't get involved. This is your chance, your fight Guy... Don't let this ogre beat your ass down... I know you can do it. Show everyone what you can do.

[Keeland Mackay]

Well wasn't she still the little spit fire, treating him as though he was one of the students she taught. That was all fine and good. He could play the naughty student who got detention any time she wanted.

For a piece of that he would go crawling on the floor barking for treats.

But that was beside the point.

As she rose to stand, his eyes fell on that perfectly round backside, the tip of his tongue sliding over her lips in a very appreciative manner.

Now in this moment the right thing to do would have been to remain in his seat, listen and be a good boy. But then where would the fun be in that. No, instead he felt he needed to stand beside her, especially seeing as how the entire room was about to erupt into some fight or another.

Needed to protect his ASSets.

Speaking of which, as he pushed himself to stand, that lazy stride carrying him across the stage to where the lovely Ms. V now stood, he could not help but let his hand reach out and brush slowly against that which he had just been staring at.

Yup. Just as firm and tight as he had imagined.

It was enough to get him to grin wildly and bit his lower lip before offering a little playful squeeze. Already prepared to be smacked for his efforts. Women. They could never take a compliment.

Though even as he waited, he could not help but notice his assumptions had been right. Already a group of students had started an altercation and the pillars were being called in, or at least going to observe.

Good. More alone time with Vanessa.

"So when are you going to let me take you out beautiful?"

[Ms. Vellequette]

Vanessa had barely gotten out the damn statement before a set of students began fighting, and from the looks of it one of them was the smallest of the pillars. So it was not surprising to see the other two in attendance attend to the matter, though they did not jump in. Curious.......Though she did not have time to dwell on the matter, for a hand sliding up her backside got her head to snap to the side, spotting Keeland there.

Growling softly as she felt that firm squeeze to her ass she spun around and slapped her hand hard across his face, feeling that burning sting as she hissed a very unhappy response to his actions.

"Do not touch me Keeland. You have no clue who you are messing with."

She could handle the eyes, but when somebody became all hands she was not about to put up with it. Shoving him back with both hands on his chest she would then turn and focus on the fight going on. She knew it would do no good to actually interrupt at this point, though gaining Kevala's attention and suggesting with a motion of her head that she had best end it swiftly.

They had a reason for being here and she wanted to get it done and over with as soon as possible. No need to let these two boys continue their little spat over whatever the hell it was over...l

[Astrid Sudeki]

Lucas was definitely surprised when he felt his knee kicked out and his weight gave way to land him on the floor only held up by the same knee that had been his weakness. Growling rather harshly he caught the skinny kids next attack, sending his fist flying into the scrawny little fuckers stomach and then hopping back to his own feet.

"Fuck off you little prick! This is none of your business."

Then with a heavy thrust of his hands he would shove the little guy back before turning his attention to the girl who was so determined to make it through him to the one he was now fending off.

Even if the attack he administered did not go as planned, given the close space they were in between the rows of seats and the closeness she had given herself, he would send his foot into her chest.....sending her back onto her back where he would try and stomp down onto her ribs if he was not stopped.

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Astrid saw the attack and though she was happy for that she did not see the kick to her chest coming, which was hard enough to send her back onto her back and then trying to move out of the way before his other blow could connect with her body.

A bit of blood from her split lip seeping down the corner of her mouth and onto her shirt as she felt tears welling up in her eyes. Any other time she would fight back, but this time she could not. It was unheard of for a girl in her family to stand up to the male in her life.........The only thing holding her back from breaking up with him is the fact that she would shame her family to be alone.......To be left behind by a worthy male because she was too defiant.

"Lucas please....Just come on, lets go...Leave him alone."

Her pleading words a bit weaker, knowing he would not listen but hoping that for once she was wrong about him......Not wanting to see this take place, not wanting to risk Guy getting hurt...She would feel so guilty if he did.....

Shaking her head she pushed herself back, once more trying to get to her feet as Lucas backed up and turned his attention back toward Guy.

[Brian Andeste]

Ever heard the story of David and Goliath?

Yeah, I'm going biblical.

Y'see, David was a small kid- young, impressionable. But he had no fear. He prayed to God, and stepped into battle against a mountain of a man, over nine feet in height and muscles to fit the figure. Using only a single stone, David crushed the abilities of the massive man, killing him with a single strike to the head. Now, it was Brian's personal belief that this did take place, but rather than simply kill him with a dead strike to the front of the head, Brian supposed that the rock struck elsewhere, on a place far more vulnerable and filled with nerve pockets and endings that could cluster-fuck the brain and, with enough pressure, kill you. Not that Brian planned on killing anyone, however he was in fact growing tired of the display of testosterone.

He simply wanted to hear the wishes of those up front and then go back to his studies.

So, after smiling at Kevela when she spoke and releasing her hand with a wink, he would take a deep breath as she stood, moving to the combatants with some interest. What was with fighting in this place? It drew attention like a coliseum, bringing everyone to watch and cheer and laugh as the loser fell. He found its barbaric nature boring, the lack of sophisticated intelligence causing him to yawn. Still, he had to do something- this was growing far out of the norm, for even the teachers were having some strife.

He bent, grabbing a small nut and bolt that had flown from a chair when it was thrown. He took off the bolt and stood, walking away from the fight, to the front row, so he could view both fighters from the side. One of them, Lucas being his name, was big. The stereotypical Jock. Star football player, athletically inclined. Obviously a bull headed steroid shooter, whose only happiness in life grew from the control of others existence. He took the nut, placing it between his middle finger and thumb, propping it. Positioning it. This was a talent his last sensei taught him before old age claimed his life- a simple, undetectable way to put the competition away before they even had a chance to start in terrorizing those around them.

He aimed, and flicked, putting a violent amount of pressure behind that small piece of metal. He shot it right as the man jumped back, before anyone could truly lay another finger on him. The nut was poised to strike directly in the temple, a soft spot, chock full of wonderful little nerve endings. A well timed punch there could, in fact, kill you. That small hunk of metal, traveling at the speed it was, would only render the kid completely unconscious. And once it hit, or missed (which was highly unlikely, considering) Brian would already be walking through a few people calmly, as though he had never done a thing, so as to remain totally out of the limelight. A welt would be all that remained as evidence, and a stinging, burning pain, like an angry bee's attack.

Should this happen to calm the storm that was currently raging, Kevela would probably return, and she would find Brian waiting, a small smile creasing his lips.

"Ah- that was quick."

[Ceraphine Davis]

Kevala's eyes shifted to Alex as he came beside her, her arms still crossed lightly over her chest she would watch the big guy, Lucas she had gathered his name to be, now falling to one knee. A grin slowly creeping onto her features as she tilted her head with a bit of amusement.

She said nothing, seeing no need to at the time. Though when he turned and nailed Astrid with the boot to the chest she felt the muscles of her legs tense as she threatened to move from her spot. She was not one to jump in unless it was needed, but this was different. For one reason or another the Sudeki female refused to fight the guy, even though Kevala knew she had the power in her to do such a thing.

Eying the girl suspiciously she would then watch as Lucas turned back to Guy. Once more Kevala felt the urge to jump forward, yet she managed to restrain herself. Wondering inside if this was going to end well for Guy or not.

Then, out of nowhere something came flying and nailing the big guy in the temple....Instantly sending him down to the ground.....

That was all Kevala needed, she honestly did not see him as much of a threat...Though she would be catching him later, that was for sure.

Nodding toward him, she would turn her attention back to Alex, a brush of her tongue over her lower lip as she sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Stay back here and make sure that he stays down. I do not need any more disruptions during this meeting. Besides, I don't like him."

With that she turned and began to head back to her seat, her thumbs tucking into the pocket of her jeans as her hips swayed in that naturally seductive manner.

Even if the guy recovered fairly easily, she would trust that those in the back could handle him. She on the other hand had a game to continue and so long as the big guy was not a threat, then she could do just that.

As she neared her seat, she would flash that charming, beautiful little smile toward Brian once more before lowering into her seat, his words getting a little nod from her before she would lean in toward him, her head tilting ever so slightly as her silken hair fell about her delicate face.....

"Now where were we before that asshole interrupted?.........

Oh yes, I believe we were debating on if you were indeed the one who just could not let go of me."

She would then laugh, a soft breathy sound that let those icy hues dance about within the light of the room, leaning back and away from him now, even as her eyes stayed focused upon him.

"So, are you sure it is I that is doing the stalking? Or could it be you just cant get enough of my charm?"

The grin softly curling onto her lips once more as she reached up and twisted a lock of hair about her index and middle finger. A slow and idle movement meant to keep her attention focused upon where it should be....Her opponent in this game the two seemed to have started.......

[Dylan Cross]

o.O

Dylan stopped caring(oob: in other words I'm lost). She didn't want to involve herself in something like a mass fight so she instead turned around and sat herself down on a new seat... 'cause the other one was stolen by Jayr. Dylan got herself comfortable and would stare up at the teachers in the front of the room. Looked like a hell of flirting... which sucked that Mr.Mackay was a total babe.

Dylan leaned back, her fingers entwined within each other and she slung them around to cushion the back of her head. She was starting to feel tired... and her head would rock back and forth as it was apparent she was about to fall asleep... that and her eyes kept blinking shut...only for her to wake with a startle when her head swung forward.

When was this bloody meeting going to get on with it??? And....why weren't the teachers involving themselves with the apparent fight? Ah well... to each their own...

Her own was wanting to get some shut eye... Good idea.

She would tilt her sunglasses down from the top of her head and place them over he eyes so no one would see they were closed.. now crossing her arms and tilting her head down... she was fast aslepe.

[Guy Nottingham]

A clutch to his chest as Guy felt the rippling pain stab just beneath the ribs forcing his body to lurch forward if only for a moment, the air pressing out. Though by comparison the pair were equals as far as a match between warriors went the strike still made a sufficient nod to knock Guy back on his ass. His body lurching forward to grasp his gut in noteworthy pain of the situation.

"Fuck off you little prick! This is none of your business."

Eyes lurched up however as he turned around to attack Astrid a blind rage coming from his center as the fun loving Guy was hard to be seen. Pouncing upwards in a swift reaction Guy would be around the larger man's neck arms forcing into a headlock ad while his feet were no longer touching the ground he still held his ground atop Lucas' back holding his arm tautly to strangling the life out of the large brute.

"hmmmpphhhaaahmmpphhh." The heavy breathing in Guy only as disturbing as the pale look in his eyes, if allowed to press on he'd tear the boy's head clear off.

[Jayr Byrne]

Reload.....

"... This is Guy's fight... Let him take care of it."

Jayr would shoot daggers in Kazuya's direction seeing as he stopped her strike, clearly he still didn't get the point that she was not going to be stopped. Sure she was not as strong or fast as some of the others here but she had will power which was more than could be said of a large amount of the others. A shifty look down to see if Dylan was doing anything but rather she was snoozing in her seat being a poor backup to Jayr's vindictive plan to hurtle chairs at the bulk fighting Guy and Astrid.

"Kay bye now." She'd give him an innocent enough smile batting her eyes till he'd back off and give her space.

Soon as Kazuya was off playing hero boy or whatever occupied his times Jayr would jerk down thrusting the chair that Dylan sat in out from under her and would raise it over her head tossing it across the room into Kazuya this time more for the fact that she was pissed off at him for getting in her way and ordering her about. That and of course she figured throwing it at Lucas could possibly end in accidentally striking Astrid or guy for that matter which would be bad.

As the Chair would make contact she'd turn around looking as though she'd done nothing. Yes innocent of course. A look down at Dylan as to explain as she'd simply shrug and express a sentimental word, "I didn't do it...."

[Kazuya Hikari]

His hands tucked into his jeans pockets, Kazuya watched as Lucas fell to one knee, though he caught Guy's next attack, ramming his ham-sized fist into Guy's stomach and hopping back up on his feet. He would then proceed to shove Guy before turning his attention to the dark-haired girl, shoving his foot into her chest and sending her onto her back, attempting to stomp down on her repeatedly, though she moved before he connected, as he saw Guy lunge at Lucas, attempting to put him in a headlock and strangle him. Kazuya's attention however, would shift as he darted forward, stopping Jayr's strike before this fight escalated even worse, seemingly glaring at her, even though he wasn't, as she shot daggers at him, though he honestly didn't expect her to listen to him. Peering over her shoulder, he saw the girl that had been sitting beside her was currently snoozing away amazingly enough, seeing how high the noise level was. "... Feh." Walking back over to Kevala, he heard the girl plead with Lucas to stop once more, though Kazuya highly doubted he would.

Then out of nowhere, something struck Lucas in the temple, as the big man crumpled to the floor. His gaze shifting as he saw Kevala look at him, he saw her lick her lower lip before sighing and rolling her eyes. "... Understood." He said in a stoic voice, as he stood over Lucas and Guy, before crouching down and hooking his arms underneath Guy's arms, would lift the little dude off Lucas, lest they end up having a murder happen. "That's enough Guy, he's not going anywhere for a very long time." Kazuya said calmly, as he released Guy once he was sure he had calmed down, even if slightly. His eyes flared however, the moment he saw a chair come flying his way. First a chair, a table, and now another chair. "..." Whipping around, Kazuya roundhouse kicked the chair back in the direction it came, as it flew just mere inches above Jayr's head before crashing against the wall with a loud bang. Lowering his leg back down, Kazuya glanced fleetingly at Jayr before crouching down beside the girl with dark hair, helping her get up if she accepted his help. "... Guy! Take her to the infirmary... now!"