[b][i]Mikhail Suburov-Tachibana[/i][/b]

Mikhail's last physical exertion had sapped him of strength, leaving him unable to face Akasha once she came towards Nico, meaning that all he was able to do was implore:

"No, don't take him..." before the girl then extended her hand to him, smiling. Mikhail took Akasha's arm and got up, saying in turn:

"All right, we can do that." So she was a friend, good. Then, his face soured, his mood swinging, but not because of the Amazon.

"Donovan. He and his friends just abandoned us like that." A deep, toxic feeling of anger overtook the boy; he didn't know why - after all, Donovan was a jerk, right? This was to be expected, right? But the others...he had not expected them to abandon him and Nico. Damnit all! First Alice - okay, Alice didnt actually do anything wrong at all except lying to get Nico's attention - then Valcheka the Racist, and of course, Donovan and his cronies. 

"Life is unfair, isn't it? So why aren't we making it more fair?" the questions escaped Mikhail's mouth like acid. "At the end of the day, this school is just like any other, a hotbed of bullies and racists and just plain jerks. I'm tired of playing their game, I'm tired of letting people hurt and use and abuse the people I like. People...people are just shit!" Mikhail was shaking now, knowing that he was vulnerable and hating it.

"I'm leaving and I'm taking Nico - the guy slumped across your shoulders - with me; we'll find another teacher, perhaps even a personal mentor, anything but this," he found himself saying, disbelieving in his own words...

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