[center][h3]Delta Snow - Airship Docks[/h3]
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Delta’s blank gaze scanned over those present.  He knew a few, or could vaguely recall a vowel of their names from conversations he unconsciously overheard.  He could already feel an agitated aura emanating from one certain individual with cerulean locks.  If memory served him right, which it usually did, her name was Sapphire.  It didn’t take an einstein to piece two and two together concerning the correlation between her hair color and her name, but he wasn’t one to criticize names, considering his own.  At least, the daggers only but a breath away from another student’s neck were giving off an aggressive vibe.  

Then Gren managed to step in just in the nick of time before they had a death on their hands, Grane ended up arriving at the wrong time, shortly followed by a person he recognized from lunch, and all the while this was happening, Delta and Cobalt were merely watching.  The two quickly exchanged glances, waiting in expectation for how the scene would pan out.  [color=#5A4FCF]”Hey, Delta, got any leftover popcorn?”[/color] The familiar asked from the pouch with Delta’s scroll grasped between its stubby ligaments, recording the whole entire duboccal with a mischievous grin.  It was then did Eve’s mouth completely drop at the sight of the conflict growing, and just as quickly becoming extinguished.  In a series of deft motions, Ebon was suddenly left suspended in the air, as if he was momentarily given the ability to defy the laws of gravity.  And just like that, a student he hadn’t even known the name of plummeted out of sight.  

It took Delta a few moments to process the events that transpired before his very eyes.  His vision of a scholastic institution, albeit in this case a combat oriented one, was a place where peers didn’t exactly fling each other off the side of a cliff.  He glanced down at Eve, who returned the same gaze of awe, and silently gulped in minute fear.  [color=#778899]”I guess dad was right… [b]women are scary.[/b]”[/color] The silver-haired boy then found himself shifting in minute increments behind Grane.  Kinda ironic how he was seeking refuge behind a closet drunk.  But then his posture eased at the mechanical shield gravitating near the cliff’s edge, chances are, the student didn’t fully go for a dive.  But what was he doing behind there?  

[color=#778899]”Eve.  Getting any-”[/color] The familiar jumped onto his shoulder without any preceding cue.  Its irises were suddenly rimmed with a golden hue, fluently circulating within the eyes.  [color=#5A4FCF]”Yeah.  Heat readings.  You may not be able to hear him from this distance, but looks like they’re not done with their little… [i]dispute[/i].”[/color] Delta nodded in agreement, locking onto the two students involved.  Did they not know where they were?  A firefight then began to ensue, leaving a bit of the cliff to give way due to the oncoming fire.  After a bit of gunplay, Sapphire took a quick retreat beside Gren.  The boy was in the midst of opening his lips when Eve lept into action.  The familiar dropped to the ground and paced its way over, taking a stand between the girl and shield.

[color=#5A4FCF]”Oi, oi!  Don’t you know where you both are right now?! Do you seriously want to do something that’ll detriment both the docks and Gren’s party?  Calm down!”[/color] The squeaky voice didn’t really seem all that intimidating, so it wasn’t a surefire chance that they would listen.   But Eve could at least try to stop the whole situation before it devolved beyond repair.  Delta sighed and walked over, slightly shaking his head at Sapphire.   [color=#778899]”Save this for another time.”[/color]  The boy kept one strap of his hat tightly wrapped around his finger, he glanced at the earth's condition under the shield.  The cliff probably wasn't going to hold for much longer, so hopefully the student behind could get a chance to relocate.