[hr][center][h2][color=00aeef]Jonathan Walker[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

Jonathan wasn't entirely engrossed in his notetaking anymore, but was rather bewitched by the spectacle upon the field. Cheap shot to the groin, bad sportsmanship, and anger all around? It was just like the previous year. Still, what had just happened before that with Kasuke was lingering in the back of his mind. He curiously glanced around the entire field, wondering how the other upperclassmen and staff would respond this time around. Normally this would be where Daler used his telepathy to chew everyone out, but... Oh. The old teacher was asleep again, and Professor Leden had taken up the slack.

When he shot another look towards Daler and the rest of the staff, he noticed Miss Kasuke chatting away with them. That told him all he needed to know -- he'd screwed up again somehow. It wasn't like the CTF event mandated attendance for upperclassmen, so Jonathan packed his gear and wandered off to the Institute's north wing to hit the gym. That usually helped him think and clear his head.

[hr][center][h2][color=f26522]Brock Van de Vate[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

The big guy near the flag's shouting set Brock off even harder. Cheap shot to the groin, a blow towards the head, and now taunting? He saw red. He didn't see Freyja approaching him and Akiko, and shouted towards Zeke, Panda, and the other girl. [color=f26522]"C'mon, then! You want a piece of me? I'll take all of you motherfuckers on!"[/color]

Just then, while he was fumbling in his rear pocket for his switchblade, he was pulled back up off the ground by the teacher he hadn't seen. She was chewing him out for [i]defending[/i] himself? [color=f26522]"I don't give a shit what the rules are, lady. Last time I saw someone take a hit like that while he was down, he [i]died[/i], so I'm 'gonna god damn well defend myself,"[/color] he said. He jerked his arm away from Freyja and, with a cold wind and a flood of anger, he charged himself to a moderate glow even faster than before. When he tried to raise his hand to roast Akiko for her assault, the glow flickered. Instead of firing off a second beam, the grass in a two foot ring around him burst into a short puff of flame, and he just barely caught himself from falling over again.

[color=f26522]"...Fuck. Fucking god damn mother of fuckin' [i]shit[/i]. You guys had better have a doctor, or I won't need to get that vasectomy I've been thinkin' about."[/color]

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