Post by Nikolas Crenshaw on Mar 3, 2013 0:08:50 GMT -5
“Ah, ah.” Nikolas waved his finger delicately as she assumed he would know what was taught. He never had a teacher tell him the rest of their lesson plans. That annoyed him to no extent as he was always trying to get on their good side. Cheerful, outgoing, maybe he needed to cut it down there, seeing as everyone was so... boring... and it might have raised more suspicion then need be. “You would think, but I don't think a lot of your teachers like that I am there to begin with.” Nikolas did not need to mention the time on of the few physical attacking instructor’s attacked him after class and he mustered up his hand to cause his psychic abilities to be used – and scarring- the poor fellow.
As her took a bite of his food, his greenish blue eyes watchd the fairy as she finally was getting the hang of talking normally around him. A smile and then she too looked over towards the students. Like he stated before, he was not going to help them out at all. Two students at the same school could kill themselves. He had no problems with it. The Capricorn gave attention when she asked about how he felt. A shiver ran down his spine. Should he talk about it here? She they go into one of the portals? Where would they not be watched?
His answer was definite. “Stupid. Absolute stupid.” His eyes closed as he grited his teeth, his hand gripping onto his drink with more pressure than before...
Nikolas couldn't calm down. Thoughts of this damned war and academy split made his blood boil. The glass he held cracked, silvers showing it would not hold up soon.
The gloved hand gave one final squeeze, the glass blowing award. His lips moved a little, saying something like a spell under his breath. The liquid feel to the ground, but the shards of glass stood still. Glancing towards the fighting students, the blood that rushed through him forced Nikolas to throw his hand in that direction, the glass flying towards the brawl.
“Damn the headmasters and their idiotic idiosyncrasies.”