[u]Benjamin Voss[/u]

Ben had followed Jago, and had been there when the two boys got into a little quarrel, and he had tried to stay on the sidelines to prevent him getting into another situation of him offering a soda to either of them and then receiving their combined wrath. he might've been bigger than both of them combined but he knew better than to fuck with people when they were angry. Pink and his own wife could double team him in a game of whits and words and turn his big ass into a smear on the floor. And so he let them go about their business, preferring to train a little bit on his own for fun. The first thing he went for was a big wooden staff. He towered over it by several inches, but was overall just fine in length. He smiled his wide and friendly mountain man smile. He attempted to twirl it, succeeding in dropping it with a very loud clang. He blushed in slight embarrassment and scrambled for the staff, picking it up and immediately placing it back where he had found it. He was tempted to go for the nunchucks, but he knew for a fact that with his luck he would manage to nail himself in the groin.

But he chanced it.

Taking the pair, he began spinning it, a huge stupid grin on his face as he did so. He began to to spin it around his body, and when he went to catch it, under his armpit, he undershot the twirl and managed to catch himself cleanly in the nuts. His technique for the strike was perfect, and like the sake of potatoes he was, his whole body crumpled. He lay there for a few moments recollecting himself, and decided weapons really weren't his thing, and so he limped back to the viewing area to watch Jago and Nick spar as to not risk injuring himself even farther.

[u]Henry Olin[/u]

Henry had checked himself out of the hospital after Nick had helped him recover, his lack of injuries being his proof. That didn't stop them from prescribing him some pain killers as to help him recover in case he was still sore or in pain even after what Nick did to help, and he was told to return to the hospital immediately if the pain didn't stop or if his jaw began to wither away back to how it had been. Yes, that had apparently happened to some poor kid, who's arm or something had been healed by a fellow student and it had turned out to be only temporary. He couldn't even imagine that. So, like the rule following lawful good person he was, he went to the cafeteria to take at least one of the pills to be safe. As he entered, he came across Theresa and another girl whom he did not recognize.

And so, like the average socially adept lizard man, he walked in their direction. He wanted to check on Theresa to make sure that she was alright, as he had not spoken to her since the incident with Jaska. He came over just as Rosette said something about turning into something ridiculous like a clam or something. "Sister," he began. "Trust me when I say that whatever it is you can do is better than going through reptilian puberty in the span of six hours." He said, raising an eye ridge. He looked over to his friend. "Theresa, how have you been holding up?" he questioned, moving around the table and taking a seat across from his friend, next to Rosette. "I just checked out of the hospital. Came to take some pain killers they prescribed. Mind sparing a morsel for me to take a pill with?" he questioned, falling silent for a moment before adding in the most important part of the conversation thus-far. "No, you cannot breath all over me."