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Ain't Misbehavin'; Open to All!
Topic Started: Jul 12 2011, 11:26 AM (579 Views)
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Bryn grunted, not quite aware of Merilla at first - she was focused on her foe, and all she knew was that he was being dragged away from her. She kicked in his direction a time or two before it registered that Merilla had separated them, and Bryn glowered for all she was worth, not saying anything as her collar was released. She wasn't stupid enough to keep fighting when she was threatened with the revocation of her candidacy - not right in front of Merilla, anyway. Bryn scuffed at the ground with her foot, giving each of the aggressors nasty looks one by one.

When Andy finished her bit, Bryn planted her hands on her hips, chin jutting upward. "I was the first one here, m'am. I saw that lot chasing her down here. They were gunna hurt her."

One of the boys spluttered indignantly. "That crazy broad beat me with a broom!"

Bryn gave him a look that could curdle blood, cracking her reddened knuckles - some of them had split, and the action only served to smear the small trickles of blood over them. "If you hadn't been chasin' and scarin' and cussin' a little girl, I wouldn't have."

Bandit chose that moment to come screaming from /between/, belatedly reacting to his pet's anger and pain. Bryn swore and reached for him, trying to soothe his wrath before he did something to deepen the trouble she was already - stupidly - in.
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Bryn was amazing. Eleonora huddled next to the wall and watched her fight off several of the young men. Andreya was equally amazing. She'd already taken down several of their foes with goggles, of all things. Vassili was also locked in battle and even little Senyrae seemed to be holding her own, at least for the moment.

If the black eye hadn't taught her anything, Ele learned something from watching her new found friends fight. Her most important lesson was that she'd been incredibly stupid just jumping into this fight. She was way out of her depth. Sure, she could talk a mean game, but in moments like this talk didn't matter. She was useless in a fight, but... shards, she still found herself wanting to help.

Ele inched along the wall in Senyrae's direction. The small girl's well placed kick would only take her enemy out of the fight for so long. Maybe, just maybe, the two girls together could take him out for good.

Before Ele got very far past Bryn's war zone, a shout rang out in the hallway. She flinched, recognizing that voice and then froze against the wall. Maybe back here the Candidatemaster wouldn't see her.

First Andreya and then Bryn spoke up for the girls. Ele couldn't help but feel ashamed. She was part of this now and they'd saved her, when they didn't have to. She'd been stupid to join this fight, but... she'd see it through, even if that meant taking the fall with the rest of them. She took a few steps forward and stopped next to Bryn. There, she'd moved. Hopefully that didn't mean she would be sent home. "We were just trying to help, and..." She looked mournfully up at the Candidatemaster. One hand brushed against her painful eye. "In the end some of them were just trying to help me."
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The blood was roaring in her ears, her legs quick to avoid any oncoming attacks by the rest of Enyll's groupies. Vassili managed to land a good one across the boy she had sidestepped, and she smirked. "No problem. Let's finish this up, eh?" Senyrae whirled as footsteps approached the pair from behind, but she was ready.

A blistering sound pierced the onslaught, stopping her short.

The boy stopped and gaped at the person responsible. Peeking over her shoulder, the girl froze as she was greeted with the condescending eyes of Merilla. Jays, jays, jays! If being in a fight was one thing, it was another that the Candidatemaster had found them in the middle of it all.

Enyll had finally risen from his fetal position, his eyes landing on Senyrae as he struggled to get his words out. "She... it was-it was that girl that started all this Merilla!" The holder lad pointed an accusing finger at her. "She kicked me and then all these crazy people decided to join on it! It was all her fault!"

Senyrae spluttered. "B-but you were the one that started it!" Hopelessly, her eyes landed on Merilla. "I was trying to do chores and he and the rest of his buddies here decided to start ganging up on me! I only did it as a form of defense!"

"Can you prove it?" he countered indignantly. "We were doing nothing but helping her with the boxes in the back, Candidatemaster. She was having some trouble, and we thought we could lend her a hand."

"Yeah!" another added in. "And then she saw fit to just attack Enyll! She kicked him! I wouldn't be surprised if it's broken."

Senyrae choked, the words she wanted to counter with stuck in her throat. All the fingers were being pointed at her. And while there might have people here to back her up, it would all end in a pointless breakout of yelling again. The girl realized things were not going to be in her favor. It would all now depend on who Merilla would believe.
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Andreya was the first to step forward. Merilla turned slowly to face her and stared the girl down as she spoke. The candidate was handling this fairly calmly, but the hot anger that flashed in Merilla's eyes did not lessen. The girl's tone ground at her already frazzled nerves. Summoning all her patience, she waited until Andreya finished.

As she did, Bryn spoke up. And so did a few of the boys, as well as Eleonora and Senyrae. Face drained of color, Vassili stood completely still and remained silent, but when Enyll spoke out, he stepped forward, ready to vocalize his protest. Enyll's friends were giving their input; voices were beginning to rise and mesh together. Even a firelizard had emerged from between to add his shrill complaints to the cacophony. Merilla simply watched, her expression cold, her agitation building.

"Enough!" She shouted to be heard over the arguing candidates. "All of you were fighting, so this is the way I see it: you are all guilty until proven innocent." Ignoring any protests that may have arisen at that, she turned her menacing gaze on Andreya. "I am well aware of the bad things that can happen in situations like these, Andreya. You do not need to lecture me on that!" The woman practically spat the words out. "Besides, I need facts, not speculations. I am going to get to the bottom of this. All of you will report directly to Candidate Barracks. I will be interviewing each of you, individually."

"I- I think I need to go to the infirmary," blurted one boy sporting a split lip - courtesy of Vassili's last wild punch.

Merilla regarded him pitilessly. "Your injuries do not appear to be fatal. You will wait. As will the rest of you," she added sharply, doing a quick survey of the others. "Now. Come with me." Brusquely, Merilla turned on her heel and stalked away.

Endyrth, please tell the Headwoman that I need to see her about a fight among the candidates. Also tell her to ask the kitchen workers if any of them know anything about it. I need to see them too.

Vassili stared after the retreating form of the Candidatemaster for a moment before looking down at the girl beside him. All of this seemed to have started with Senyrae. Vassili didn't know what had happened. All he knew was this: you did not attack a woman. Vassili knew it was reckless to join that fight and to assume that Enyll was in the wrong, but... he couldn't help it. Besides, Enyll was trouble.

"Hey," he said to Senyrae softly, so not to be heard by Merilla, who would no doubt expect silence from everyone. He forced a weak smile, which was probably not visible behind the hand he had raised to hide his nose, still steadily dripping blood. "I'm sure this will all work out alright."

((So I'm thinking I'm gonna start a thread in the Candidate Barracks to continue all of this. Merilla wants answers, and she wants 'em now! Sound good to everyone?))
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The Candidatemaster sent a hard look throughout the group settled around, to which Senyrae cringed as she made the scathing remarks of what was to come. Poor Vassili couldn't even go to the Infirmary until everything was straightened out. She licked on the inside of her mouth, feeling the gash on the inside that accumulated blood. Ungracefully, she spit it out when Merilla turned away.

"Hope you enjoy working in the kitchens the rest of your life," Enyll's voice jilted next to her ear. She narrowed her eyes at him as he hobbled away. "By the time this is over, you won't even be able to Stand to Impress. Impressless, smokeless weyrling."

The girl sucked in a breath at his remark, clenching her fists tight to resist the urge in punching him in the face again. You could insult her height, you could insult the way she acted, you can even insult her secret love for anything fuzzy! But you would never, ever make a smart remark about her being unable to Impress. That was just a low blow.

Senyrae shook herself up. It wasn't over yet. She forced herself to calm down as she and her comrades started the trek back to the barracks.

She gave a small smile to Vassili, trying to console her growing fears. "Thanks, Vassili. And um..." she blushed lightly as she scratched the back of her neck in embarrassment, "Thanks for getting Enyll off me. All of you guys... You were a big help." If they hadn't come to her aid when they did, she would probably be dead. If not seriously injured for the next few sevendays.
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Vassili stared silently after Enyll and his friends. He'd only caught part of what the taller lad had said to Senyrae, but it was enough to revive Vassili's anger. He shook his head in disgust. Enyll and his friends thought they were invincible. Fighting was not something Vassili was proud of, but he had to admit, there was some satisfaction in punching the smirks off their arrogant faces, and although he typically not one to wish ill fortune on anyone, but he couldn't help but want to see them fail to Impress.

"No problem," Vassili replied simply. Well. That wasn't exactly true. They all seemed to be sporting an injury of some sort. Not to mention their candidacy was on the line. "Enyll, that deadglow - he deserved every hit he took today."

"Silence!" The command was curt and offered no room for argument. Merilla had not even slowed to berate them for talking - she didn't care who had spoken and who had not, just as long as it stopped. Vassili grimaced and lowered his head. The entire trek back to the Barracks, he did not utter another word.

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