Leopold continued to unsuccessfully berate the toothfairy with his usual mile a minute questioning about every topic under the sun, idly carrying the kid and summarily dropping him off in the nurses office. He wanted to ask more, but saw the next student in line to be seen was a girl so went on his way for student sensitivities based on gender identification and preferences. As he exited the nurse's office, his heightened senses caught the flow of traffic in one direction while his radar dishes caught the chanting. 

Heaving a sigh, he took another puff of his aerosol and pulled out his phone. First he called a police officer he had on speed dial while their kid went to the school to call in blue support, next came the call to the schools lawyer to remind him the magic words he needed to say. Getting the magic words, he calmly hung up his phone and broke into an all out run. 

His spots started shifting and his bones snapped into new places as he realigned his physiology to that of a cheetah to break into a flying sprint with a hop up and over the fence. But it was too late, blows had been struck and powers were used. Perched upon the top of the brick wall to the gated college, he shifted his DNA again as his hair grew out into a thick silver mane and he took a deep breath. The throat is a muscle, and he worked out.

[color=black][b]"That [i]is [u][h1]ENOUGH!"[/h1][/u][/i][/b][/color]

A roar to be heard for five miles on the open plains could be muffled of distance by all the buildings, but those same buildings made for strong echoes and reverberations in the reduced radius of the roar. His roar contained not just the hundred and fourteen decibel sound, but it also carries the natural infrasound used to stun prey such as the rednecks and students alike. It would hopefully be enough to put a pause in both sides long enough for him to close the distance. 

Hopping down, he smoothed out his clothes and approached the crowd after taking another puff of his inhaler for his mind as well as his sore throat. As he walked each footfall was followed by careful breathing and focus as he started opening portals under students feet and a hundred feet away behind school property lines. Thinking of portal, each step of his left foot opened a blue portal, and each step of his right foot opened an orange portal a little to the side of the last one as he removed students one at a time.

[color=black]"All have the right to lawful athembly with proper permit, but, the bottles are thimple athault and can be grounds for arrest along with inciting a riot. Police are on the way if you wish to remain and file chargeth, otherwise leave in an orderly fashion. You wont get your blood tonight."[/color]

Dear gods it hurt like hell to change that fast in succession. He had to pick each word just so to make sure he didn't sound like Sylvester the cat. An English major with a spech impediment, the powers that be were cruel.

He kept his hands behind his back with a leveled eye on everyone around, the remaining protesters and the last few students he hadn't gotten rid of. He'd have to remember to check hands later of all students to see who threw that punch based on any offensive wounds to the first knuckles. For now, he offered himself as the biggest target for the others to look at while the last escaped: a physical mutant unable to hide in society.