Solomon swung his legs down from the neighboring seat that he had propped them on and stood up abruptly, "Watch what you say when you speak to your betters!"  He walked into the aisle and tilted his head back a bit, looking down his nose towards Blythe.  His mouth widened into a nasty grin, "Time to apologize.  Now, kneel!"  Blythe was uncontrollably compelled to get out of her seat, get on her hands and knees, and place her head on the floor.  Solomon walked up to her and placed his foot on the back of her head.  "Now do you understand the difference?"

Seeing the scene, Israfil grabbed his head and cowered in terror, hating himself for being too scared to help.  He had been on the receiving end of the supernatural bullying of Ascendeds for far too many times.

Sion shot up out of his seat and yelled angrily, "Ensign Lear!  You are to stop that at once!  This is an order from a superior officer!"

Tera looked between Solomon and Sion indecisively.  She hoped Lieutenant RHS would take care of the situation.  She looked at Claire hoping she wouldn't get involved, but expecting she would; after all, her twin was being humiliated.

Solomon stared back at Sion for a tense moment.