Post by Mr. Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 6, 2016 23:35:39 GMT -8
Damien Caine stared up through the haze of drifting smoke and beyond it to the sky above. Trying to ignore that shouting of students nearby. Near the far edge of the field, he was propped up against the wall, laying back and smoking a cigar. Nearby a football game of some of the school jocks was taking part. Members of the school football team, that were getting in some unofficial lunch time practice, and Damien presence was just as unofficial over sight to the game. As the PE teacher of the school, much to his chagrin he was expected to look after the interests of the sports teams, and recent violence had left a couple member of the team hurt during an altercation of such a game as this.
However he really wasn't paying the game that much attention. Simply enjoying his cigar, as he was a damn sight less likely to get away drinking on school ground as an member of the faculty, but smoking would likely be some what overlooked. However the cigar had started as nearly a stump when he had started to smoke it once more, and quickly reach the point that smoking more would have him tasting the butt of the thing. With a casual toss, he would send the thing flying up and over the wall of the school and push to stand as there was a scream from the game, that was not one he could put to simply shouting of the game.
Looking over, it appeared that a student not taking part had approached and started to have an argument with one of the jocks playing, and Damien started to walk toward the scene. The jocks had made a circle, clearly intending to back up there team mate, if thing went sour but Damien would not let the team lose more member due to them getting in trouble, allowing such while he was present would reflect badly on him and his intentions. So having got close, when the lone student aggressor against all common sense threw a punch, Damien stepped in, pushing pass the jocks and took the punch on the chin.
Damien head would be knocked to the side by the blow, but he would slowly pull his head back around to glare at the boy, expression dark and a smirk on his lips. Damien would then explode forward, pushing up pass on the boy's left side and hand coming up to grab the back of his collar as he passed him. His arm dragged the boy back hard, and off his feet. Then proceeded to slam him down towards the ground and let go dusting his hands off and turning back to the jock. "That's it go get to class you lot. Only one kid having detention here got it." He ordered the jocks and looked down at the boy. "Understand kid, that be you." Damien said with a laugh. Their was some grumbling from the jocks at being forced on, but their love of the game made them disperse knowing that Damien could ruin there position in the team if he wanted to try. Damien then reached down, and grabbed the stun kid's collar and started to drag him toward the school.
However he really wasn't paying the game that much attention. Simply enjoying his cigar, as he was a damn sight less likely to get away drinking on school ground as an member of the faculty, but smoking would likely be some what overlooked. However the cigar had started as nearly a stump when he had started to smoke it once more, and quickly reach the point that smoking more would have him tasting the butt of the thing. With a casual toss, he would send the thing flying up and over the wall of the school and push to stand as there was a scream from the game, that was not one he could put to simply shouting of the game.
Looking over, it appeared that a student not taking part had approached and started to have an argument with one of the jocks playing, and Damien started to walk toward the scene. The jocks had made a circle, clearly intending to back up there team mate, if thing went sour but Damien would not let the team lose more member due to them getting in trouble, allowing such while he was present would reflect badly on him and his intentions. So having got close, when the lone student aggressor against all common sense threw a punch, Damien stepped in, pushing pass the jocks and took the punch on the chin.
Damien head would be knocked to the side by the blow, but he would slowly pull his head back around to glare at the boy, expression dark and a smirk on his lips. Damien would then explode forward, pushing up pass on the boy's left side and hand coming up to grab the back of his collar as he passed him. His arm dragged the boy back hard, and off his feet. Then proceeded to slam him down towards the ground and let go dusting his hands off and turning back to the jock. "That's it go get to class you lot. Only one kid having detention here got it." He ordered the jocks and looked down at the boy. "Understand kid, that be you." Damien said with a laugh. Their was some grumbling from the jocks at being forced on, but their love of the game made them disperse knowing that Damien could ruin there position in the team if he wanted to try. Damien then reached down, and grabbed the stun kid's collar and started to drag him toward the school.
