The two older males approached Harold as he spoke to them. "Yeah," growled the blonde. "Short kid, black hair, unbearably childish and -"

His little rant was cut off for Thisa's much, much larger one. The two of the rounded in shock at her little outburst and they quickly realized just _why_ she exploded. Everyone in the cafeteria burst into outright laughter. "Man! How many does this make now?" asked RSA. One of the females in the crowd curtly replied, "47, about a quarter of those were male."

"It's funny every time I see it," chortled RSC. Several students agreed, several did not - but those were mostly students that were victims themselves. It was still a bit funnier to them though, now that they weren't the ones being victimized; it was a schadenfreude like feeling.

Meanwhile the two males practically teleported in front of Thisa. The large blonde grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her roughly. "Dammit Michael get the fuck out of there and get your lazy ass to the field."

"For a man asking to be his lieutenant, you're quite demanding, not to mention disrespectful," said the shorter black haired youth. He then narrowed his eyes at the larger boy. "Also, I'd appreciate it if you not go blind with stupid and realize you are also shaking down a girl who is a head shorter than you and only half as wide."

The blonde snorted and ignored him, still gripping the girls shoulders. He glared at Thisa - it was an expression of impatience and very closely resembled an enraged bull. "Listen girl, tell that little idiot to get his ass out here so we can both get on with are lives, eh?"

The shorter boy was now outright glaring at him. "Lietman, I am warning you, one more toe out of line and I will ignore your challenge of my position and put you down right here."

Silence spread through the cafeteria. No one was laughing anymore; if things escalated past this point, then there was going to be a full on Ability-powered brawl on their hands, and it was between two lieutenant-class students. Some people very quickly and silently made for the exit. Others stood and watched with bated breath, while some in the sidelines got ready to intervene. One man approached Harold silently. "Dude, let's step out of this real quick okay? You're a bit too close for comfort here."

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 Henrietta waved goodbye at her friends. They were headed off to their respective rooms, fully satisfied with the work they had completed today. "Heh, we did a good job. They _might_ have actually learned something today," she said. It might have been mocking, but there was a hint of familiar affection in her tone. She turned to the only remaining person in the library. 

"Well Tim, I've got to go now, but if you ever need me for something or just want to talk, stop by my classroom or the Orchestra room. It was really, really, really nice to meet you, by the way. I haven't had anyone new to talk to in _years_. "

Suddenly she leaned forward and gave Timothy a slight peck on the cheek. 

"And there's your well deserved reward. See you!" With a wink, Henrietta left the library without giving Timothy any time to respond. The librarian looked like she nothing unusual had happened and carried on with her work.