Red Eyes take Warning

[Orion]

OOC: Jayr and requests. I feel like being a dark sadistic son-of-a-bitch. Stat-less if it ends up in a fight, otherwise stats apply.

IC: A scream, silenced abruptly with a startled choke that started to die away in volume. A sadistic evil chuckle as a thump! resounded, signifying the screamer dropping to the ground. Blood-red eyes alight with blood-lust, the glowing boy turned his gaze upon the last fool still standing. There was originally four: one had been choked when he finally regained enough will-power to force away the sheer negative emotions, the sadistic joy and bloodlust being emitted from Shadow to scream if briefly. Another was lying, bent double, his arm twisted in a way that it shouldn't, across the window. His right leg hung in the air atop the top half of the window, the left leg resting on the floor. The student was quite obviously unconscious, fainted from the pain. That there were a bunch of small little sharp glass shards protruding in him from the window didn't help any.

The third boy sat, slumped, against the lockers, one of them bent so as to allow the student's head to be placed in the locker and still be visible. His body was decorated with a number of cuts, mostly shallow, a few deep ones across his ribs, ranging in length. Two glass shards, about the size of kitchen knives, were stabbed into his shoulders. Shadow's mouth formed a cruel smile as he advanced on the now thoroughly terrified remaining student.

"You seem to be the last... Such a pity. Oh well; there is always more students."

Shadow's laughter, louder now, resounded throughout the hallway, which was empty for the most part. Attacking people during class hours had it's perks.

[Jayr Byrne]

From the Wall

She'd come from what would appear nowhere driving the toe of her foot into the boy's mid neck region from between the corteroid artery to where the collar cone would be. A planted kick would be devastating to just about anyone as she laid through the kick measuring to thrust him a distance away. Strike by surprise. Landing on her feet before the guy pinned to the wall Jayr would lower to her knees planting her hands defensively against his wounds feeling them soaked in a short layer of blood.

"You alright?"

She'd question shortly before turning her head upwards to catch the reminiscent glow. What was Orion doing now. He was the mischievous sort but she never knew him for the kind to be so outright senseless. Reaching into her purse Jayr would snatch a piece of cloth tearing it briefly at the hems with a consideration towards the cloth it'd been taken from seeming a bit pained at it before pressing it harshly against the boy's shoulders where the blood seeped.

"Keep pressure on it, we cant remove the glass you'll bleed worse."

Her tone completely calm turning upwards again looking for any sign of assistance in the matter. They needed a nurse for these kids, things would be sure to escalate though as she'd jumped in so recklessly.

[Orion]

"The glass won't cause as much bleeding as I will."

Shadow picked himself up the ground. Sure, it was a surprise attack, but somehow he expected her to be stronger. Orion's memory playing tricks on him? That would be likely. (Is stat-less, as it's a fight.)

"You must be Jayr. Orion's memory seems to be slightly faulty accounting for your strength, but otherwise you seem to be acting in the way he sees you."

Shadow's head tilted to one side.

"I seem to remember Orion introducing me, before. How rude of him... ruins my fun. Oh well..."

Shadow's fist lashed out, breaking through another window. He grabbed a glass shard, this one the size of a kitchen knife again, and brought it close to him.

"Now then... let's see if the President of the SLF is able to stand against a demon in one of her operative's body."

Though Shadow's expression was neutral, his emotions and body language were not. Running rampant throughout the hall-way was the sheer blood-lust, underlined with faint amusement. His feet were shoulder-width apart, legs bent at the knees to lower the center of gravity. His left hand, the one with the shard, remained close to his chest, as his right hand was out closer to Jayr. His body was turned to so that his right side was facing Jayr.

[Jayr Byrne]

Thick Skinned.

Jayr could ignore his menial threats for the most part. She wasn't afraid, at least not now, there were more concerns at stake for the moment one being these students here, she could apply only so much to their aid for the time being, when they were safe she could fear for herself.

"You must be Jayr. Orion's memory seems to be slightly faulty accounting for your strength, but otherwise you seem to be acting in the way he sees you."

She'd smile briefly leaning upwards from her grounded position to face him. A bit of her sorry to break his little bubble of confidence but Jayr was playing this one as she would most other fights at only a percentage.

"What kind of leader would I be if I crippled you?"

She'd say with a confident smile turning downward as she quickly released the glass with a soft whimper from the boy on the wall before tightening the fabric around his wounds mending a layers of strength before devoting part of her essence for him to walk of his own accord.

"I seem to remember Orion introducing me, before. How rude of him... ruins my fun. Oh well..."

The shattering of glass and taunting whims would go presently ignored as she helped the boy to his feet quickly nudging him off in the direction of the nurses office before coming upright to face Orion without present threat on her mind.

"Now then... let's see if the President of the SLF is able to stand against a demon in one of her operative's body."

Her hand would come up shortly commending a stop to his motions, she didn't want to fight Orion, at least not now while he was inebriated in his own sense of conflict be it within his power or not to stop the madness.

"No, you're going to stop now, drop the glass and go home.... sleep it off. I'd rather not have to hurt you."