[center][h3][color=f26522]Alexander Breckenridge[/color][/h3] Interacting with: [@FlitterFaux], [@ghastlyInc], and [@pkken][/center][hr]

	Alex turned to face the the second individual that seemed interested in harming the small chimera, a young man who seemed to be almost equal in height and form to Alexander himself. A noticeable difference however, was that this individual seemed to be a chimera as well, evident by the slight stump of horns on his head and the tail behind him. Surprisingly, Alexander's eyes remained soft and welcoming as he listened to the boy's words.

	He took a step forward, standing so close to the devil before him that he could have smelled the slight whiff of mint in Alex's breath as he spoke; words that contrasted starkly with the young man's expression. 

	[color=f26522]"Lay a hand on him, and you'll forget what it feels like to have use."[/color] He stated simply, in a tone that did not match the words he had used. He had spoken as if it were nothing but an observation of the weather, rather than threaten to permanently numb someone's limbs.  Alexander has a tendency to read people, whether it be their eyes or something else entirely, but he knew when intimidation would work, and when it wouldn't. So it was this way that he knew channeling the strength and intimidation that was his Father would have little effect on the Devil standing mere centimeters away from him. 

	Having spoke the only words he intended, and seeing the headmaster's approach, he turned from the pair of chimera's instead turning his attention to the girl that had walked away. He followed her at a pace he was familiar with, but his long strides lead to him quickly gaining on her; and before long he was practically walking next to her. He didn't speak for a few moments, instead contemplating his words. He wished this girl no Ill will, as he understood her outrage towards the smaller chimera behind him, but he also didn't wish for her to have ill intent towards himself.

	[color=f26522]"I understand why you attacked him, but I hope you can understand why I could not allow you to continue."[/color] He said, finally. He believed the statement encapsulated his current sentiment, but he did not give her time to respond before speaking again.

	[color=f26522]"He believes himself and his kin inferior, that is apparent; but lesser so is his craving to have this ideal reinforced. What use is theology without impact, after all?"[/color] He said, before pausing momentarily. [color=f26522]"I am, truly sorry for my use of magic. If it's any sort of consolation, I would not have done it if it would have hurt you."[/color] He concluded, finally finished speaking. He had talked to more people and more frequently just in this morning than he normally did in a day, as such, insecurity began to sweep over him. But, this was not made apparent by anything more than an increasing look of exhaustion in his eyes.