Damien gulped as Kristey's hand landed softly on his shoulder, half-expecting to have been gutted in the aforementioned manner. Half-thankfully, that didn't happen, and at that moment he was glad he'd emptied his bladder before he left home. "Y...you're welcome. If you don't mind I'll...look li...

Despite the lack of her now-trademark sadistic smile, Kristey's close proximity to Damien already gave him visions of knives or other sharp objects piercing into his gut, then said objects making said guts spill out. That, it seemed, would be as bad compared to what the clique would have in store fo...

((Continued from: Cold Storage Shed Where Her Heart Should Be )) Damien stops dead. In his tracks, that is. Have I been following her that close? He takes one look at her smiling face, then looks back - Marvin has disappeared among the throng of students in the halls, headed to Reneé. Given a clear...

School wasn't quite out (OOC: See Homeblued , I don't know how homeroom works Stateside x_x) , but Damien sure felt a need to escape the room. He was already standing, wearing his backpack, as the bell rang. "Remember, class, our field trip to the new Santos-Viola Museum of Art is coming up in ...

(OOC: Maybe class oughta be dismissed soon. Iunno.) That piercing, unsettling, smile again. For some reason it never failed to be as scary to Marvin as it was the first time. Marvin slid back to his seat, visibly shaken. It wasn't that this chick acted like she was above school law (that's how Marvi...

Marvin gasps and stumbles back as the scissors comes within striking distance of his shiny black leather shoes. He stands up quickly and looks around, fearing someone - particulary Garrick - has noticed. Garrick has thrown him a concerned look, to which he does the unthinkable... ...he leans beside ...

(OOC: I have that gravely sinking feeling that I'm killing this RP off.  :( Anyway.) Garrick isn't feeling full of herself, but she is still quite confident after dismissing Kristey, the girl's reaction notwithstanding. She looks at Tiffany, whom she'd noticed in the halls between classes. "Do ...

The word "discipline" is Garrick's cue to play peacemaker. "Discipline is quite the word, all of you." She marches up to the students in the doorway(?) and points a finger up. "I will NOT have any more violence in this class or in this academy," she begins in her strict...

(OOC: MAN how things progress while I'm not looking. x_X) Marvin Hendrick was already at his seat by the time Kristey issued the warning, but he found himself taking the back seat to a potential catfight. If this were outside of his classroom, he'd be shouting and whooping "Catfight! Catfight!&...

(OOC @Xaldien: Feels more like your bottom sig photo. XD) While unsettled, it would take plenty to really rile Mrs. Garrick, who normally acts if the student she's talking to is the weakest link, goodbye. "Well then..." is all she can say though, before she about faces and briskly walks ba...

Quite to the contrary, Damien is about as afraid of her as he is of everyone else (and after what she did to Francis? Probably more, it makes Reneé look tame!), he's just endured it for so long that it barely shows anymore. He slowly, almost non-chalantly shifts his attention to the blackboard (reme...

Damien raises an eyebrow as he watches what goes on. He can barely see the action due to the clique almost blocking off the view, but he almost feels sorry for the girl as she pushes Marvin aside. She has no idea what she's getting into... Marvin almost trips as Kristey pushes him off. Almost. He ri...

Kristey's touch sent fear right down Marvin's spine, causing him to gesture for his cliquemates to surround the two. He tried not to let the fear show in his voice. "T-that's not the point. We can get you out of the trouble you're in...and we could use someone with as much ass-kicking potential...

Hard to crack, but easy to snap. Marvin thinks, moving closer to Kristey's desk. "You might not care about the teacher, but she will definitely care that you've passed your little - " and he uses quote bunnies for the next word - ""exam" with flying colors." he begins....

(OOC: Wee.) "Hey, hey...I don't want any trouble..." Marvin adds, trying to compose himself, trying to act slick as his 'do. He looks back to make sure his other 'mates are nearby, but only for a split-second. The last thing he wants to present himself to this crazy chick as is a target. T...