Library brawl. (Open.)

[Roy Atenwood]

"I said leave me the hell alone!"

It seemed the new guy was a popular target these days, for little gangs of students who thought they were badasses. Roy smacked a book into one guy's haed, and delivered a front snap kick to another's chest, and they went down pretty quickly.

"Jesus, I just wanted to read......."You should really pick your fights better, morons. Maybe I wanted to do some forum junk, but jesus, give a man a break."

Roy sighed, ploppign back down at the crappy school computer, finishing his post for Cruinthe War and closing the browser out. He wasn't getting sick of fighting, though. No, he was getting sick of fights with weaklings. He wanted a fight with someone who could knock his ass around, not slam his head in his locker as a suprise.

He sighed. Surely there had to be strong students at 744.

[Jack]

OOC: You're a twat xD... You're role-playing your character role-playing >.> I really do have to jump on that forum some time.

IC:

"I said leave me the hell alone!"

A vein began sticking out of Jack's skull as he was in deep concentration, trying to figure out the 99th puzzle for the day this was a hard one. He had already used up all his help options, this would be the first time he had completed all 100 puzzle and this game was designed for 15 year old's. Fuck it made him feel stupid he was in his first year of college and he couldn't even complete puzzles that Phoenix was doing back when he was a Freshmen in high-school.

"You should really pick your fights better, morons. Maybe I wanted to do some forum junk, but Jesus, give a man a break.

FUCK YOU, FUCK ALL OF YOU! WE'LL BE BACK

As the group of what ever ran out of the library they knocked over a stand which knocked over a bookshelf which created a loud noise. This loud noise lead onto distracting Jack and forcing him to run out of time on his puzzle, the result he had to start over from one. The rage began to build up within him like a kettle on the stove, the stream now coming out f his ears. He yelled at the top of his voice as he threw the $1000 I pad at the wall, following it up he began stomping on it and kicking it.

"YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! YOU NO GOOD OVERPRICED SLOW MOTHERFUCKING MAC CRAP!"

Jack stood their, his chest heaving up and down as he looked around at the stunned faces of the students and librarians. Composing himself he brushed his hands down his white shirt and sat back down. Reaching into his laptop bag he pulled out another I-Pad and continued from one as if nothing had ever happened.

[Roy Atenwood]

(OOC: nly twats use iPads! =D)

Roy smirked as he watched the guy flip out. He popped on his headphones, deciding to browse the web a little, after laughing a bit at the mayhem. He didn't care if those kids would be back, because no matter how many friends they brought, he'd defend himself. And win.

But that really didn't matter. The computer he was using wasn't hurt in the mayhem. So he would browse, maybe play a few flash games on Kongregate, post a little more on Cruinthe. His Wi Fi at home was down, so internet access was dead for a day or two.

He really kind of felt sorry for the guy using the iPad, though.

"Maybe you shoulkd just use a laptop. Cheaper, and it plays better games. Mine even runs Mass Effect."

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa was looking through the shelves trying to find a book. She grabbed her phone and texted Kev.

Come to the Library.... Thought I wanted a book.... But I just craved one of my own so this is pointless as shit

She would slide her phone back into her pocket.... which was hard 'cause they were black skinny jeans.. and she wasn't wearing a jacket or anything so no pockets there...

FUCK YOU, FUCK ALL OF YOU! WE'LL BE BACK!

Mischa's brows perked as she peaked from around the bookshelf to see a few rather large males running from something like pussies. Of course they knocked a few book shelves down... one falling and exposing herself to the glare of a librarian. Then she realized why the librarian was glaring at her.

"Kay...This time... I swear it wasn't me!" she raised her arms as if a policeman told her to do so... though when a boy had a melt down the librarian's attention had been caught off guard... and to be honest caught Mischa's attention... before SHE PLOTTED HER ESCAPE!!

Which only consisted of her running and hiding underneath a table....

once the Librarian left to the back room Mischa popped up.. though she was further under the table than she thought so...

*thwack*

She tipped over on her ass and her lower lip jutted out as she furiously rubbed at her scalp to subside the pain. Once she had done that she would stand up... but too fast so she got head rush and tipped over.. knocking over some red head's computer.

"Whoops..." The Librarian came around the corner just in time for it too... "Kay.. I take responsibility for that one... I will write you the cheque." the librarian was mad... but hey! Not Mischa's problem if she kept letting her in there after several accidents. Now she would look over at the boy with an innocent smile. "Sorry..." she pulled out a chair in front of another computer. "You can have this one..."

[Jack]

OOC: That's why Jack breaks them I hate Mac's

IC:

"Maybe you should just use a laptop. Cheaper, and it plays better games. Mine even runs Mass Effect."

"This isn't for games, it's for puzzles" Jack would say with all seriousness, his eyes would drift down to his laptop bag, it was pretty big bag, deciding that it wouldn't do either of them any harm for Jack to clear up the little miss understanding, he slid his I-Pad away and produced his Laptop.

"The I-Pad is just a toy I use to help with problem solving, this... well this is my Laptop"

Jack would say as he showed Roy his beautiful custom build Obsidian Asus G73. Jack would replace his laptop into his bag and then pull out his I-Pad and continue solving his puzzle, to be honest he didn’t care about games all that much. He just cared with getting the job done, so when he played games he wanted to be able to play them, however when solving puzzles that required multi touch functions he was forced to buy the crappy I-Pad until windows brought out a better version of course.

Jack would raise his head in anticipation of their conversation to continue.


"Whoops..." Jack's eyes drifted from Roy to Mischa, his eyes rolling at her idiotic behavior, nearly amusing if not entertaining despite the fact that she was detracting. "Kay.. I take responsibility for that one... I will write you the cheque.". Jack's eyes narrowed as she turned toward Roy.

"Sorry..." so you should be "You can have this one..." Jack didn't like being interrupted but what can you do? Jack would mumble under his breath as he patiently waited for everyone to settle down so he could continue his conversation with Roy.

"Fucking.. cluts"
OOC: Sorry Mischa didn't know you posted, edited to include your post.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Kev heard her phone go off and grinned at the message she received. Honestly she did not know why Mischa went to the library at all. She had made sure when they were together that the girl had her books in ready supply.

Shaking her head she would grab up her bag and head to the library, figuring they could find something to do, though she was not entirely sure if she should be spending so much time with Mischa. Not that she didnt want to, she just didnt want to lead her on or anything.

Though she still found her feet moving her toward the library even as she thought this over. Soon enough she pulled open the doors and would breath in that old book smell that seemed to fill the room. She did like it, for it was familiar and somewhat peaceful.

Dressed in a short black tank top that stopped just above her mid section and a pair of low rise jeans with her chain wrapped about her taught stomach, she would step quietly into the room, eyes scanning about for Mischa and finally settling upon her. All other people sorta fading into the background in that instant.

And wouldnt you know the girl was already causing accidents. Inside Kev winced as she thought over the whole mess and watched Mischa try and fix the situation. Shaking her head with a little laugh she would then move toward her, waiting til she got close enough to speak up.

"Why are you even in here? You know you will go home and read Wurthering Heights..........again."

Oh like she could forget. Pft! Of course she let her eyes look over those around, already being defensive of the girl because she knew how well people could get pissy over a clumsy girl and well Kevala was a bit protective.........to say the least.

However, almost as soon as she said that, the barely audible sound of a that familiar tone caught her attention, and the words would be enough to cause her to growl low in her throat as she positioned herself closer to Mischa, already feeling ehr anger start to rise, though she did good to keep it under control. She was not entirely sure what he had said, and though her eyes went over Jack she was just gonna play it nice and cool. Though surely Mischa would be able to tell what she was thinking, the girl so in tune with the small mannerisms that Kevala had. Not that it mattered. People did not pick on Mischa, at least not in front of Kevala.

( OOC: Sorry had to edit due to your edit Jack )

[Roy Atenwood]

Roy balked as his computer went bye bye. Then he laughed. It had gone bye bye in a most hilarious manner.

A clutzy hurricane had moved through the room after the thugs left, and Roy was trying his hardest not to start laughing right then and there. Sure ,the thugs had knocked over a bunch of shit running from him, but they hadn't wrecked any computers. And since Roy was done on Cruinthe for the day, he didn't need one anymore. Now was book time.

So he stood, letting out a chuckle.

"I'll just go find something to read, I guess."

He hoped they had Life of Pi, he hadn't got to finish reading that durring his stay in lockup.

[Mischa Badoer]

Kevala walked into the library... and she was wearing something that revealed her stomach and showed off her form. Mischa understood they were just friends now..yeah Mischa would call her more than any other friend... but she knew nothing was coming from it....just old habits die hard(that should the title of the next movie if they make the 15th billion one)...s'pecially the way Mischa watched as she approached... studying every single graceful move her flawless body made.

DAYYYUUUM.

"Why are you even in here? You know you will go home and read Wuthering Heights..........again."

Mischa was about to answer with a smile until she heard some snide comment coming from Mr.Child's-Temper-Tantrum.

"Fucking.. cluts"

She looked over at him and her brow perked as he turned to the red head to further his conversation.... then the red haired boy would only get up deciding he wanted to read anyway...thus far ignoring the they guy on the high horse with a stick up his ass.

Mischa would smile at the boy... kind of a "neaner neaner neaner" type deal... before she realized the tension beside her. She turned to look at Kev and...well... she looked rather pissed off.

So in an attempt at calming her down she would graze her hand against hers subtly and answer her question in a calming voice that would double as a calm down Kev type deal. "You know me... Catherine and Heathcliff's story eludes me." if Kev was to look at Mischa she would slightly shake her head no.

Mischa would smile at the red head to...maybe start conversation and avoid Kevala losing her shit when she got in her protective mode. "What book?" she would walk his way, tugging on Kev's hand to bring her along and not to leave her alone with the dude.

[Jack]

OOC: "old habits die hard" love it . Quickly patent it so they can't steal it, who knows you might be able to make some mega bucks out if it xD

IC:

Jack's eye moved over from Roy, to Mischa finally to Kevala, his attention snapped back to the two in front of him. His mind empty, with thoughts neither here nor there. Free unhindered by morals or petty feelings. Jack was quiet , as his eyes diverted back to his I-Pad, working on his new puzzle completing it without any trouble. It would seem that those directly around him were preoccupied with other matter.

His paranoia kicked in as if someone was starring at him, his head lifted dragging his eyes from his I-Pad back to Mischa, his eyes locking with hers, it would seem she had heard what he had said. People in this joint just had supper hearing or something, maybe he wasn't mumbling properly? As their eyes locked, the contours of his lips formed an arrogant smirk, did he honestly give a shit about her? Of course not, she was just like any other person he met in the school a bug or a stepping stone. As with anything there were always exceptions, as rare as they might be. Jack's smirk turned into a sort of a look a child gives someone when they know they've been caught out doing something they shouldn't have done but simply didn't care.

As Roy got up and moved off, Jack shrugged so apparently they wouldn't continue talking after all. It wasn't as if it were a loss to either of them,Jack had nothing of interest to say and being the sort of person he was, solitude was always preferred. Then he heard that all too familiar growl, his eyes would drift over to the familiar figure, starring her down. Jack's eyes would be enough of a challenge to her authority and presence. Informing her clearly that if she was here to boss him neither would be tolerated, he was not the type who went down without a fight.

Did he hold anything against Kevala? Of course not, he never expected her to act differently. People claim to be different but they're all the same. Hypocrites and weaklings, people who get dumped in turn dump others but what they fail to realize is if you're one of those people who's needy, someone who always needs another person around them, you can't play both games. Did he lose anything out of his time as a pillar? No, he learned what it was like to be at the top, a position of power, someone with an air of responsibility. Did she lose something? Most definitely. With the pillar's now at only half strength, their authority and strength was stretched. Weak at best along with a major power in her arsenal, Kevala lost what ever trust Jack had allowed her to have. Shame really, things looked so up and good for them, he almost thought he believed those feelings he felt.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Awww

*sadface*

That look that Mischa gave and the shake of the head made Kevs lower lip jut out slightly as she pouted in return to being told no. Why did she always have to calm down? It was not fair.

Yet she let her fingers curl about Mischa's and would follow along with her for a moment, though this was Kev and Kev never took orders well. Instead she would turn and bite her lip, a little glance cast back to Jack before she would pull away from Mischa, giving her that "trust me" look.

She felt like she needed to talk to him, and though he may not want to talk to her about anything at all, but at least she would make an effort.

"Jack.....C..Could we talk? I mean you dont have to talk to me here...but maybe...you know...later?"

She was being honest, and though it may easily be taken as not being such, she would just have to hope he saw that. Either way she would smile at him and then slowly pull away from where he sat to follow after Mischa. She was here after all to see her....and well Kev had a bad habit of sticking to her like glue when she could manage it.

She just hoped that he would call her up or something....She honestly did not like the way things had been left....Never one to intentionally do wrong to people if she could help it, she was just.....unstable.........

As she once more joined Mischa she would fall silent and simply brush up against her and smile.

"Always making me be a good girl arent you? But where is the fun in that?"

She grinned and planted a kiss to the girls cheek before turning to look at a row of books beside her. Maybe she could try and find something interesting..........though she doubted it.

[Roy Atenwood]

Roy observed the people in the library as he looked through the books. The girl he recognized from descriptions he had heard as the school captain was here. Interesting. And she wanted to talk to that weird guy who had thrown the tantrum and smashed the iPad.

Roy thought he was the only one who had that kind of money to throw around at this school. Though he hated just throwing money around. If you didn't have something practical to do with it, don't throw it around like a ninny.

For example, he could afford a penthouse suite, but he lived in the dorms. Moderation and modesty were how he had been raised. At least unless you were on buisiness. Then you impress the client as well as you can.

But I digress. He had found the book he was looking for, Life of Pi, and decided to keep browsing and observing. This Jack character, he was pretty sure he didn't like. The school captain seemed nice enough, though.

That was odd. School Captains were usually dicks who abused thier positions. Maybe this school WAS different from others.

For now, he would learn as much as he could about these people by observing. As low brow as people watching was, he was at least good at disguising it behind book seeking.

[Mischa Badoer]

(OOC: sorry bout making her hear the klutz thing... Read that post without a wink of sleep...I missed the part it was mumbled)

When Mischa was tugging Kev away... she felt a force that made Kev go the other way. Instantly she thought she was going to fight the guy...but to much of her shock.... she asked him something... she couldn't exactly hear what she said but she did hear his name and the tone of her voice.

It was most definitely enough to get her jealous.

Mischa understood they were friends..as thought prior.... but it didn't hide the fact she still had deep feelings or her... especially when she spent the night and...well... shared something they never had before... It was just hard for Mischa to see Kev feel for someone else...whether it was a crush or not... maybe the fact that it was 'cause Mischa couldn't have her why should anyone else?

....

Not like Kev ever got jealous *cough* Riley *cough*

in the midst of her mind ranting Kev had made her way back and Mischa felt the familiar brush of the girl against her... The sweet smell of milk and honey. "Always making me be a good girl aren't you? But where is the fun in that?" Mischa jutted her lower lip in a joking matter.

"I don't want you getting in to trouble." she would the smile... but of course her face would fall straight when she felt the kiss on her cheek. BAH! The simplest touch was enough to drive her mad! She blushed slightly and let out a small cough before pointing to the red head. "Hey.... what yeah lookin' for?"

Anything to keep her mind from wandering where it shouldn't...