Broken Shell

[jacob]

"So they've found it out...?"

Jacob questioned to himself, leaning against the lockers, and having himself a nice relaxing break from beating trouble making students senseless. Every once and awhile he would get a stare, and the thoughts that came with it really was something that could be considered to be quite troubling. Of course, Jacob was never fond with the idea in the first place, and for now, they were only on the level of rumors not really the level of factual evidence just yet. He wasn't going to deny anything, nobody had the guts to bring it up in his face anyways, but he knew the majority of the school knew who he was.

"The 552 transfers conveniently flooding in here could of gave it away, it isn't like I completely changed my face. Oh well, they only know that I'm, Ghiste, the old school captain of Public High School #552. Besides, those are just rumors, it isn't even close to the real truth. Still, with the 552 transfers being as strong as they are, I bet they can't even begin to imagine me at MY best.

It was fun to compare things like this, it was an interesting twist to add into things. He loved how the truth was finally being found out amongst the masses of people, that made everything more dramatic and the such. Hell, at this rate he was going to become the villain of Public High School #259, everyone would try to destroy all of his schemes! Oh, that would be nice, Jacob needed some excitement anyways.

"Hey, I have a q-question."

A kid asked, a bunch of older people snickering, obviously putting him up to it. Both of Jacob's eyes directed over to him, and he gave a grin, waiting for him to ask, signifying he was ready with the nod of his head.

"Oh my god, he is so going to kill me, but I have to ask if he is gay because they told me to."
"Are yo-"

He was cut off by Jacob quickly leaning off the locker and sending a hard right jab into his face sending him back off his feet and having him collapse onto the ground.

"Does that answer your question?"

Of course, unfortunately for Jacob, he had just attracted attention, and this time, he couldn't back up this little beating of his by saying he was 'defending' the school. This one was purely out of annoyance.

[Keith]

OOC: I'm going to join if that's cool with you.

Keith had exited from the bathroom. Yes, nature called and you must let it go. Or else your chances of having a bladder infection would be much higher. His hair was slightly wet. It made it easier to move your hair back and tie it into a ponytail. Took awhile to grow his hair out. At times, it was quite the pain in the ass.

He slightly adjusted his black shades a bit and made his way into the lockers. There he saw a student get knocked down on the floor. It seemed that it was by another student. Keith didn't see the reason to interfere or jump in. As long as the other students were fighting each other, it meant the fewer students that would attempt to jump Keith wherever he went.

There, he saw that this student's action had caused a good amount of attention. That reminded Keith too much of 552. But his days of 552 were long gone, just memories.

"I reckon we should leave quickly before the situation gets worse and we attract the faculty," Keith politely stated to the person. He then looked down to the student that suffered a blow to the jaw.

The bloody git must've deserved that one...

[jacob]

The sudden random guy approached him, and it forced a laugh to escape from Jacob's lips. He looked over at him, and being the mind reader he was, he was able to pick up some of the minor stuff, going in deep not really his thing. Getting all the material needed for judging, the biggest help being that he was from Public High School #552, it was time for him to make his little comment toward what the guy just said.

"The 'faculty' isn't a problem man."

It was said in that cocky and arrogant tone that Jacob is usually accomponied by, and it was shown even stronger right inside of his eyes. He had the situation completely wrapped around his fingers, mainly because he had experimented, beating up countless students, and the ONLY person he could attract was, Jyo, and he didn't even TRY to fight him. There wasn't a threat in the school, even if there was somebody stronger than him, they have yet to actually fight him. With that said, Jacob had every right to be confident, and he was just waiting for the time for someone to prove him wrong, itching, he loved dramatics, this place just lacked them!

"If you're so bent on getting out of here, it should be to get away from me, not them."

Jacob added, to top off his over confidence toward himself, a smirk spreading across his lips. And yes, this could also be taken as a challenge in case this guy dared to prove him wrong. He was a jerk to get people mad at him, he wanted people mad at him, so they could strive to beat him. Jacob needed some rivals, but they were so hard to get at this school! If it didn't work, he could always try to make him an ally instead, that's how it usually went for Jacob, a gang leader in the city, anyways.

[Aureus]

Aureus was there. Had been for the whole thing. Long ago he had acquired the habit of watching the hallway's goings on like a hawk. After all, it was his job. Nothing had changed much, he just found himself isolating himself from everyone more than he used to. Used to when she had still been around. It was because of Chi that all the bullshit that went on had been worth it, but that was in the past.

Actually, it hadn't been until recently that Levi even let him assume control again. Before he was just too depressed. Every moment was torture, but time had done it's job and now the Pillar was numb to all the pain. That didn't stop him from constantly thinking of her, but it took all the hurt away. He could breath again.

The current situation didn't interest him that much at all, though he would probably take the fallen boy to the nurse. His attacker's cocky attitude wasn't really an issue for Aureus, instead his attention was on the jerks that had set the injured boy up. Slowly making his way over to the group, the Pillar spoke in a flat tone with a slightly edge of annoyance. It was only three Juniors.

"Next time you have a question for someone, ask them yourself, cowards. Now, the punch resulted from your question. So, to be fair..." He said nonchalantly igniting his gloves as he stood about 6 feet away from the three students. In flash he ran towards them, the actions of two much too obvious. Clothesline, low tackle. He thought, slowing earlier than his would be opponents probably expected. They were a decent team. Too bad he was better.

Jumping not too high into the air, Aureus drop kicked the boy attacking with his arm, flying right over the second. Contact, crunch, bang. The burly Junior had been caught right in the chest and flew back, splintering the janitor's closet. Quickly the schizo pushed himself up, grabbing a piece of the door while he did so. The lumber caught the flame from his hand and the Pillar half heartedly chucked it towards the charger. Simple distraction. It was a good thing there wasn't anyone behind him too. Moving to the side, the boy avoided the flaming toothpick, but was caught off guard by Aureus' elbow to his stomach. Throw in a head butt and that's two down.

Yeah, there was a third kid, remember? Well, at first he had seemed to cower, so Aureus was going to save him for last. Probably not the smartest thing to do, but he had been pressed for time. Anyways, the forgotten student came up behind the Pillar and applied a simple headlock. "No dice," He coughed, stepping to the side and sending the side of his fist hard into the Sophomore's false ribs.

Now that the action was over, Aureus dusted himself off, walked over to the downed student from earlier and slung him over his shoulder. That is, he would if no one got in his way...

[Keith]

"The 'faculty' isn't a problem man."

That statement had a bit of truth to the fiction and fiction to the truth. We had bad teachers bent on power and oppressing the sudent body. At the same time, we had the bad students doing the same thing. That stuff causes people to take sides. This person was somewhat right.

"If you're so bent on getting out of here, it should be to get away from me, not them."

Keith cleared his throat. "Pardon me. My sincerest apologies. I happen to be new here."

But he wasn't scared of the person. On the contrary, with people like him around, Keith wouldn't have to worry about students trying to cut in on his quiet time and try to assault him. Keith then walked towards a nearby vending machine eying all the students that were watching what had happened.

It was for a brief moment. Putting some change into the vending machine. Keith wouldn't get into this. This wasn't his fight to get into in the first place. No point in getting in business you don't belong in.

He pressed the button and out came a bottle of Mountain Dew Code Red. Keith grabbed the bottle and popped open the cap taking a few sips of the stuff. Like was like the nectar of the Gods. He then leaned against one side of the lockers to see what would probably happen next.

[jacob]

"Good for you."

Jacob remarked sarcastically to the comment, before he walked away going to wherever it was he went. Jacob didn't care, but it wasn't too long before some guy was randomly attacking those students that led the kid Jacob just slugged to ask that annoying question. It was pointless, they did nothing wrong, it wasn't like they threatened to beat the student up, they only offered him money. Still, he would let the pillar do his job, Jacob finding out more and more stuff as time went on due to his 'talents' that he was accomponied by.

"Fire gloves, I didn't think they had some here too. That's pretty lousy."

Kicking up off of the lockers, he decided he himself was going to take his little mess to the trash... uh the nurse, but it seemed as he was about to bend over the pillar guy went to do the exact same thing. Jacob would blink and look over at him in a dull way.

"Hey, what the hell is wrong with you? Go clean up your own mess, I'm not swapping with you."

Jacob was acting like it was some sort of chore almost, beat up a student, be forced to dispose them at the nurses, and make sure you only beat up as much as you can carry. That's what Jacob usually did, sure he was cruel, but he didn't leave them there, if he did, they would probably end up dying. Anyways, Jacob had just made a random comment toward the pillar, so it was up to him to make any remark he wanted.

[Aureus]

It seemed the hot shot Senior had gone to pick up the injured boy at the same time Aureus had. Stopping mid-bend, his eyes locked with the boy's for a few moments. A cocky comment was made, and since this guy wanted to help the innocent kid, the Pillar saw his job as complete. Without another word, the Sophomore stood back up and started towards his next class: Physics. It was usually pretty easy, but recently his calculator had broken. Doing exponential multiplication, division, and roots in your head wasn't fun. Ah well...

[Keith]

"Hey, what the hell is wrong with you? Go clean up your own mess, I'm not swapping with you."

Keith calmly drank his soda. Of course it was fun beating up some of the students. But hell, you'd have to clean up the mess afterwards. It's like cooking up a very big meal for yourself and having to do the damn dishes afterwards. It was pretty tiresome and a total drag at that.

He would only observe what would happen between this one student and the pillar. Still, Keith wouldn't step in. None of it concerned him. It was by mere coincidence that Keith happened to walk in on that situation. But he was curious to see how the pillar would respond to that student's statement.

Though it was pretty cocky and arrogant. Then again, it could be a pretty good asset if you know how to use. If you don't, your ass is grass, and it's going to get smoked. The action and drama was about the same back in NYC. So it was pretty much nothing new to Keith.

I guess I'll need to get another drink...

Finishing up his bottle, Keith placed the empty bottle in a nearby trash can. He placed more change into the machine and got another bottle of Code Red. The tension was pretty thick that you could cut it with a knife. Like a hot knife through cold butter.

[jacob]

A laugh escaped Jacob before he could control it, but he really found the irony of this situation to get funny. This pillar was just the same as everyone else, they left Jacob, the main problem, alone, and they still went out of their way to punish those who weren't nearly as large a threat as him. Still, Jacob couldn't say it was a bad thing all the time, it was good not getting in trouble, and not even his teachers dared mess with him in class.

As soon as the guy got up though, Jacob decided he would take of the advantage. You see, the way he was walking meant that his back was to Jacob, yet since they were still close, Jacob would just need to take a large step to get into striking distance at the moment (this being a rightful assumption). With that said, Jacob would quickly take a step, and then lash out with a harsh palm strike with his right arm to hit the pillar hard in the back of his head. The speed was incredible, one that not many people at the school could match, and it was made in a stealthy way, after all, one charging step was rarely heard over the steps and voices of many other in the hallway.

The attack was also sent with full power, but it would cause his arm to completely extend for it to hit. With that said, by the time this guy dodged if he did, Jacob could pull it off.

Yes, a random attack to start a fight. Why? To tell this pillar off non verbally for actually thinking his job was "done".

[Aureus]

Around the time Jacob started his attack, a Junior who was in to be in a very bad mood because of a bad mark he had received on paper worth half of his grade, was stomping down the hall. It just so happened that he ran shoulder to shoulder into Aureus' left, causing the Pillar's body to be thrown slightly to the right. Thanks to that little prod, he was saved from being hit right in the back of his head!

The palm strike was thrown and hit nothing but air and the schizo was able to see it from the corner of his eye. Turning around in a flash to face the hostile Senior, Aureus sent a right front kick to his chest. There were two likely counters for said attack, he the Pillar was ready for both of them.

[Keith]

Not being one to interfere, Keith would lean back against the lockers and watch the action between the student and the pillar. It was nothing different from what he saw back in NYC. Keith continued taking sips of his second bottle of Code Red. He could only wonder...

Is it like this at every school?

But this pretty much got Keith curious. Though, it would be a good opportunity to study both fighters. Think of this as reconaissance for possible future fights. It was a strong possibility that he would end up in a fight with either of these two people in the future. For now, Keith would just watch and observe.

Continuing to watch the fight, Keith walked to the snack machine across from the vending machine. Might as well have a snack while watching the fight. Putting change into the machine, Keith pressed a button and out came a bag of Gardetto's. Gardetto's was pretty good stuff. Opening the bag, Keith took a few bites of the delicious snack.

He adjusted his shades a bit and continued observing what would seem to be a start of a fight in the hallway.

[jacob]

Though the pillar may of gotten lucky, Jacob was already recovering by the time this guy was turning around. Also, Jacob had a nice little present for him on his turn around too, a nice pile of saliva flying right toward his face! The spitting method was a dirty move he used commonly to throw off starting attacks, though he could easily read this guy's moves. The kick being aimed for Jacob, even if the spit move was completely thwarted would easily be side stepped by Jacob moving calmly and casually to his right, and letting the kick go straight into thin air without much more of a doubt about it. The surrounding students would also all move out of their way, knowing better than to get into a fight at this time.

Depending on rather the spit hit its mark or not would be what determines Jacob's next action, after all, this guy might go for fluid attacks, so if the spit missed, it would be suicidal to charge in so quickly and unprepared like. If the spit did hit though, well, the kick would become sloppy, and it would scream for an opening Jacob could take advantage of easily.

[Jyo]

Interesting. The guy moves well. AUreus is plainly no match for him. Thought Jyo who had heard of the commotion through the romours that spread like wildfire. He had headed down to see what was going on and he couldn't help but sigh and shake his head. Event hough he stood above the rest of the students he wanted to make hiw way to the front. Unlike many people who had to shove people around or order them to move. The people in Jyo's way moved without any motion from him besides walking along.

Jyo ended up by one student who seemed a bit out of place. he knew why as well. he was a transefere and a recent one. Jyo didn't pay him much mind. His piercing green gaze was fixed on the fight.
"Aureus doesn't stand a chance against him." Jyo muttered as he watched. he himself had no problem catching every movment of the battle and he could already tell the outcome. Jyo figured he would probably have to step in. Not as much out of wanting to prevent trouble. But simply because he was intrigued. In fact he found himself stepping forward.
"Aureus I reccomend you stop. You don't stand a chance in hell against this foe." He said.

[Keith]

"Aureus doesn't stand a chance against him."

Keith turned his attention to another student. Guess it was established that they know each other. Also, it was established that this pillar's name was Aureus. Still, Keith wanted to know who the person Aureus was fighting. Not standing a chance part, it remained to be seen.

Keith turned his attention back to the fight between Aureus and the other student. It was still a good opportunity to analyze both of their fighting styles and fighting mentalities. He wanted to see and learn as much as possible from this fight. This was an unwritten rule: observe the battle and learn.

Then he saw the other student arrive step forward. Keith wouldn't interfere. He was merely the observer.

"Aureus I reccomend you stop. You don't stand a chance in hell against this foe."

Thought he said that Aureus doesn't stand a chance. It should be good experience on Aureus' part. In order to win some, you have to learn some. You learn from your losses to get your mistakes out of the way, see what needs improvement, and get a taste of how your opponent fights.

For the time being, Keith would remain quiet.

[Aureus]

As with the majority of his opponents lately, Aureus was able to see their attacks coming with no problem. Unfortunately, his eyes were quicker than his body, and despite his best effort to move his head out the way, the spit still hit him on the left cheek. Even so, the boy had dodged his kick exactly as expected, a side step and oddly enough one without a counter. He was just about as fast as Jyo, that much was obvious. Though even then both were nothing special. Fact of the matter was the Pillar was just a tad slow.

Back to the action! Aureus' foot met nothing but the air, like he had thought it would, and after slamming it back to the ground he brought back that leg and raised his left arm to guard himself from any incoming attacks. It was around that time that a distraction entered the scene.

Fucking Jyo... The Pillar thought, annoyed by the red head's constant interference. He heard what the boy had to say, and didn't really care. Not taking his eyes off his current opponent for a single moment, he replied to the newcomer. "I don't care. This has nothing to do with you, so for once stay out of it," Aureus snarled in reply, all too aware of the realities of the situation. Would it be better if he just sat idly by, expecting to improve by doing nothing? Fuck that. If he had to be beaten multiple times, so be it. If he was killed, did it really matter? He had no one that cared about him, save Ashley, but for some reason that wasn't enough.