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Topic Started: Jun 29 2014, 08:53 PM (455 Views)
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It was still rather early, the rising sun's rays dancing along the dew on the trees and grass. Not that the time of day mattered much, school was going to start one way or another. Atsuku couldn't help but wonder why she kept coming here daily, she wasn't exactly forced to come EVERY day (yet). Very few people could force her to begin with... regular people that is. All the same her heels clicked rhythmically along the sidewalk as he made her way toward the school building.

While most, if not all students were tired, barely dressed, a few carrying their breakfasts in their mouths as they walked. Atsuku on the other hand was a stark contract, blue uniform top ironed, her skirt perfectly pleated. Her pink hair done nearly perfectly, and glasses clear as the air itself. She, of course, would never take the time to do all this stuff herself, rather she had woken up even earlier to pick up her dry cleaned clothes as well as make a quick hair stylists appointment. To the common observer though, she looked rather immaculate when compared to the dregs of half away students.

"Out of the way!" She would command occasionally, easily pushing aside someone, or simply tripping them if they attempted to walk along side her in that brisk and commanding pace Atsuku had taken up.
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Normally, Einhart's perception was beyond something that most humans could achieve. She was so deeply in tune with the sheer idea of being cautioned and careful that nothing could ambush her. Not even those dastardly light-poles that scattered the street. Like a mine-field, those things were...

Anyway, today, Einhart's mind had been in other places, definitely not anywhere near her actual body. She had barely been avoiding collision with those in front of her. Someone that was behind her was, well, not on her very short list of priorities. As a result, the green-haired little girl would be as easy to shove aside as anyone else would be.

...Perhaps even easier, with how her centre of balance had been completely thrown asunder by the heavy back of books she was carrying against her chest.

Einhart would be shoved out of her sudden day-dream by a rough shove, causing her to tipple around on her right foot for a moment. In a hurried attempt to regain her balance, she would set her left heel down. Right on top of her own toes.

Her already startled balance was destroyed as she simultaneously tried to lift her right... and, well, to put it simply; she fell. And pretty hard, too. Her head was on collision-course with the wall, and the fall had enough impact to leave a nasty amount of pain.

" I... ow... uhh..."

With tears in her eyes, the young girl would drag herself off the ground.

"T-T-That... that really hurt..."

As if it were the first time she had ever felt pain, Einhart had started to childishly sob. Her pleasant daydream had ended, with nothing more than a shock of extreme pain. And because of her diluted senses, it somehow felt like she had tripped over her own feet. Which made it even worse
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Atsuku's morning walk had been going relatively undisturbed, save the occasional student she pushed to the ground. Not that she minded one bit, that was until a certain small, book carrying lump was casually tossed to the side and against a wall. She wouldn't have stopped if it wasn't for the adorable voice that rang out afterward, complaining of the pain... Atsuku hated adorable things.

She would halt in an instant, one of her heels stomping into the ground, her eyes giving the back of the child's head a glare that could peel paint, pink or not. Crouching slightly, the school's self proclaimed queen would lash out a hand, grabbing Einhart's hair and wrenching it backwards and downward, closer to her crouching self. "Oh my, I wasn't aware they let preschooler's visit~" She whispered maliciously into the girls ear, knowing full well she was probably a student here, but couldn't help cruelly mentioning the other's appearance.

Atsuku let off a cackling laugh, the other girl had already began to cry, making this little bit of torture all the more satsifying.

((I feel like such a terrible person ;w; ))
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W-wait, what. Why was this girl pulling her hair, and-

Einhart would start flailing lightly. It didn't actually physically hurt her, but it was more than just a bit uncomfortable to be yanked like that. Her body offered little resistance as she suddenly fell down towards the other girl, laying under Atsuku's control in a weak and defeated manner.

But the weakness wouldn't last for long. Einhart's mind would slowly piece reality back together, and her tears would stop. Ah, this made much more sense. It did feel like she was shoved...

...Why was she calling her a preschooler, though? She definitely wasn't a preschooler! Did she look like a preschooler? Was it normal for high-schoolers to beat up preschoolers? Was that what happened, why she fell? Was she... shoved?

"Will you please let go of me...?" Her tears had stopped, and her tone even contained a childish... poutiness about the situation. It wasn't like she minded getting in a fight here, it was just ridiculously unfair to take someone by surprise like this! With a flash of near-instant movement, Einhart used strength accumulated in her fists through her Sword Draw technique to reposition her hands. One would find itself on Atsuku's face, and the other would grab at her wrist. Once more, she would instantly start gathering force. "I'm not a preschooler, so you shouldn't do things like this..."

Einhart's heterochromic, purple-and-blue eyes fixated themselves on Atsuku, glaring her down with nothing but purity and innocence.
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Atsuku scoffed at the little girls performance, It was adorable, watching her squirm in her grasp for a few moments. A somewhat cruel grin glossing over her features, teeth shining somewhat viciously, That was, until she found a somewhat small fist against her head. "A-ack!" Atsuku was stunned for a moment her lower eyelid of her left eye twitched a little as she slowly crossed her eyes. The queen's smile fading rather quickly as she came to the realization that the other had hit her.

She paused for a moment before raising, not taking her hand of the other's hair, rather, widening it, opening her fingers up to grip the other's head.. "You... insolent... little... b**ch!!!" Atsuku screamed angrily, not giving the Einhart even another second to think, the pink haired vixen put her full force into pushing her hand for ward, attempting to slam the childish girls head into the wall with as much force as her body could muster. The same instant, her feet shifting, to gain traction, heels or not.

In this barest instant, she came to the realization that a crowd had already started to gather, not that it bothered her one bit, only making a bit more of a show out of this.
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Atsuku could try what she want, but at this point, Einhart's physical supremacy kicked in. Even though Atsuku's strength was above average, Einhart's body was raised to a physical peak. And that was ignoring the hundreds of years of experience she had.

"I don't want to hurt you, we're not allowed to fight in school, so can you please stop...?"

Well, she wouldn't really have the time to say that before Atsuku put her full force into her hand. The shock was enough to bring her head close to the wall, but she regained her senses at the last second and threw all her body on full-break.

Oh boy...

The situation would quickly change. At point-blank, Einhart was at her most dangerous, especially if she were pushed like this. Yes, Einhart's pure physical strength was low- but only when compared to a well-trained adult or someone with true superpowers. Atsuku was yet another child to her.

And not only that. Her strength was further amplified with the ferocity of a quick sword-draw and quickly pushed beyond the bounds of normality. Her hand would clamp down like a metal vice onto Atsuku's wrist, only barely stopping herself from breaking the bones inside or crushing them to a mere ash. But it would definitely painful as well as legitimately physically deliberating. If the pain wouldn't make her let go, the fact that her fingers were applying an insane force towards her inner wrist, pushing down on the flexor tendons that let her tighten her muscles in the first place.

Furthermore, her free hand would also use it's gathered, enhanced strength to shove at Atsuku's shoulder, using a very precise amount to topple Atsuku over her... before standing up and switching her position. Atsuku's arm would be twisted behind her back and pulled up. The entire grip was intended to be as painful as possible and moments away from any actual danger. It was a very simple submission-hold.

"Can someone get a teacher...? She attacked me out of nowhere, but we're not allowed to fight..."

Her focus would shift towards Atsuku.

"I wouldn't mind fighting you after, but not here..."
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What the hell was going on!? This childlike girl, moving so quickly, and so strongly... It really just pissed Atsuku off... a very pissed off Atsuku was never a good thing. Who was she, to dare to fight back like that, trying to make her look a fool in front of the school's students... unacceptable.

"Hrrrk..." The queen would groan outwardly, the sudden overly powerful push of her shoulder, causing a small spin, locks of pink hair twirling with her... damn it, she'd have to redo her hair now... That thought was rudely interrupted though as her arm was twisted and pulled behind her back. The grip on her wrist was painful... and annoying. Atsuku herself was well trained, albeit not with the same generations of experience, she could however ignore this little bit of harmless pain. So long as nothing was broken or majorly injured her reactions were kept to a minimum of the occasional eye twitch.

She wasn't quite used to this feeling... someone fighting back, let alone well. Atsuku had a short moment, trying to compute it. Of course though, what could she expect from a school of super powered students, of course the small child would be strong.

Einhart had made a single mistake though, and that, was leaving Atsuku's hand free despite grabbing her wrist. In an instant, and without warning, the air between the two of them and around the queen's would heat up, crackling like a RAD meter. The air glowing like someone had turned on a light switch. It was hot, so very intensely hot.the heat centered around her hand and spread outward. With Einhart's hand being on her wrist, it was easily within the 700-800 degree zone.

Not one to leave her opponents much time to think, an instant later, a small orange spark ignited in the glow, the entire mass of heat exploding outwardly with force expected from any explosion. Breaking the other's grip, the blast at her back would send her flying forward a good 10 feet, landing on her hands and knees.

She didn't care much what happened to Einhart at the moment, she would turn her head to glare at the crowd that had gathered, as if daring them to say something. Her back letting off a fair bit of smoke where her clothing was burned. The heat hadn't hurt her personally, but the force of the blast left a nasty ache in her neck and back, not to mention her knees from the landing.

((One hand heat 1000-550=450... not sure if it was right or left though, depends which was being held. XD))
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VWORP... VWORP...

Neither student probably had noticed, in the middle of their scuffle, something... forming, around them. Something old, and something blue. It stirred the winds, fading in and out, from beyond the reaches of time, and passing through space. But it would not harm the two. Oh no. They might feel a bit... strange, perhaps, as they were shunted out of one dimension and into another, and separated from each other in the act. One, the young Miss Moeru, would find herself in... a swimming pool? Decently deep, enough that when her explosive release occurred, it'd throw up a fair deluge, steam a little, and otherwise feel like something of a makeshift sauna. Oddly though, should she surface, she'd find that beyond the pool, there was... nothing. Just walls. Walls lined with hexagons neatly and perfectly arranged, one beside each other, but no door or anything of the sort. At the most, a slight edge on which one could sit outside of the water.

Einhart, on the other hand... would find herself... somewhere. Everywhere was white. Everywhere shined with a faint but noticeable light. Perhaps... Perhaps she had passed on?
"...Huh. Not a bomb. Just a very naughty girl."
...Wait, no, the divine wouldn't have sounded vaguely British.
Or... did it? Because the voice would sound perfectly fine to Einhart. But at the same time... as if through a filter? Strange...
But then, any man who wore a tweed jacket as he walked in through a door that just appeared had to be fairly strange.

He was looking through some kind of... computer-y looking device hung from the ceiling, from which he pulled a microphone - of the very old, late 19th century telephone variety - and held it to his lips. On the other end, Atsuku was going to hear the voice herself now.
"Alright, listen up. Whatever you did had me think and seemed very much like a bomb was going off, so I had to go back and make sure you didn't actually blow something up. Blowing things up is very bad, and somewhat illegal. At the very least, you are going to get quite a bit of detention for that, depending on what you and the rest of your fellow students have to say. So cool off in there, and your teacher will tell you when you can come out." Atsuku might even recognise the voice as being that of the History teacher... the rather enigmatic Doctor 'John Smith'.

Though preferred just The Doctor.

Putting down the microphone, he turned his attentions to Einhart, whom had been laid down onto a table by the transition.
"Easy now, you're safe. Materialised the Tardis around you and had you put here for safekeeping... though I hadn't thought what I'd be containing there..." He briefly gestured at the screen.
"Was a person. So in that case, and considering the school as it is... I'm going to imagine there was a fight." The Doctor briefly flicked a strange, green metallic and wandlike device out from his hands, and briefly passed it over the girl.

"Fortunately, nothing you won't recover from, though I'd still check with the nurse. I may be a Doctor but I'm not that kind of Doctor." He clarified with a shrug and a nod, before pulling across the screen as he sat himself down. Flicking a switch on the monitor, and pulling out the microphone again.
"Though if you'd both be so kind..." Now Atsuku would be able to hear the other two, and the other two would hear her fine.
"Explain what exactly it was you were doing. And be civil. The Tardis is a little grumpy these days, no clue why."
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Einhart was one that could fight purely on instincts. After a hundred years of nothing but combat, she had attuned to the smallest tells someone could make while performing a counter-attack... especially while they were in a submission hold. There was no way for Einhart to know exactly what her opponent was going to do, but the slightest hints and tells- things that everyone had, were enough to generate Asteion in time to protect her from the brunt of the heat. The hand locked on Atsuku's would twist her arm further, slowly reaching it's breaking point.

Of course, the metal couldn't protect her from the heat outright, but the thickness of her armour would buy her some time. Enough time to prepare her own offense. Einhart's other hand had plenty of time to charge. With a flash, it would move at a speed that would catch professionals off guard. Just like her strength had drastically increased, her speed was raised, equally so. Within a flash, she would punch-

...Dammit, right as she had moved to slam her fist down, her body was whisked away into some bright... light? Her hand would still charge through the air, and a large projection of force would fire from her fist. If anything was in the direction of her fist- for up to 50 meters, it would be hit with quite a large amount of force. It would've probably been more than a bit dangerous if it made impact with Atsuku's face. Hopefully, the TARDIS had no roof today...

"Naughty...? I was attacked and defending myself... I wouldn't go and break rules..."

Einhart's voice was fairly meek, and she would flip herself off the table, standing back on her feet and dusting her clothes off. The transition hadn't even effected her, it seemed. Her left hand moved to her eye, gently rubbing it as she looked about herself. For a moment, the British accent that plagued his voice made her think of someone else. While the Overlord's language was different, his regal speech contained some similarities in articulation to the Doctor's.

As... minor as they were.

Einhart's gauntlets and greaves would disappear, showing that her arms had suffered some minor burns, with slightly bigger ones on the tips of her fingers. She didn't recognize the doctor, per-se, as Einhart's people-skills were more than just a bit bad, but she could piece together that he was either a teacher or some sort of... super cop? The Overlord was significantly less flamboyant, and she was fairly certain that He wouldn't show up in such a minor situation...

Anyhow, he was a person of authority! That Einhart didn't recognize even though she definitely had history class!

"Umm... Safe, mister...?" in a honest bit of naive confusion, Einhart looked around herself. Yup, she was definitely the one whisked away. Was this man confused? Einhart figured that her opponent was charging an attack of some sort, but she was fairly certain that Atsuku wouldn't be in the best condition to fire it after her own attack. Plus, Einhart was in a perfect position to break her arm, and-

"...I wasn't really in any danger, she was..."

Whether it's true or not, this is probably not the wisest thing to say to a teacher that's stopping a fight.

"I'm perfectly fine, and if you don't treat wounds, what kind of doctor are you...?"

Einhart's gentle voice carried a sort of naivety in it. It had, the entire time she had been speaking. That statement was clearly not meant as an insult, she simply truly thought that the only types of doctors that existed were the medical kind.

Truly, a failure of language.

As he asked for the situation, however, Einhart would quickly respond. She was as quiet and weak as she always was, starting to think back. A frustrated little look appeared on her face as she tried her best to think back...

...Einhart physically couldn't lie. Lying was wrong. Furthermore, she was kind of afraid of accidentally lying or telling an un-truth. That little gaze of frustration was her doing her best to put her memories into precise words.

"I was walking around... and I fell over..." Einhart said, starting off noticeably innocent and not pointing at Atsuku as she didn't perfectly remember the events. "I hit my head into a wall... I wouldn't trip over my own feet, so I think she pushed me... I felt a shove, but I couldn't see if it was her... it hurt and I cried a bit because I was frustrated. She grabbed my by the hair, pulled me down to the ground and called me a preschooler... I grabbed her hand and tried to grab her face, to push her back, while asking her to let go of me and while telling her I'm not a preschooler, and..."

Einhart took a second here to think. Argh, language, why must you be so difficult. She was frustratedly wiggling around. That previous little long speech already had a slow pace to it, with Einhart taking her time to carefully construct her sentences, but now she clearly needed a few moments to catch her breath. Her little hands moved to her face, balling into fists which had slowly started to flail in front of her face, before freezing up as she spoke again.

"...Umm... I accidentally hit her in the face, I think...? I was trying to push her off, and she called me a female dog, and tried to slam my head into a wall..." Einhart innocently missed that the 'female dog' thing was an insult earlier. "...So I put her into a submission hold... and then she tried to burn my hands... and now I'm here..."

She took a moment to think. Because this language was still relatively new to her, it was extra frustrating, even over communicating normally. Which was already really frustrating! She was caught in two little piles of discomfort that were intense enough to cause her to shake in her shoes, that caused her to wiggle so uncomfortably... that made her arms flail just a bit worse!

"I-I think that's all..."

Einhart's hands would retreat to her face, stopping their flailing. Once more, they balled into the littlest fists. They both moved to her lips, obviously trying to hide her face behind her hands. Her eyes trailed from the ground to the doctor, feeling more and more uncomfortable...
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Ow... OW... OWWWW!!! Were the only thoughts that went through Atsuku's mind as she prepped the explosion, her arm twisting rather painfully in a direction that it probably shouldn't be. Just as the explosion was about to go off, and the fist collide with the back of her head, the scenery suddenly changed like someone turning a light on. She could still feel the force of the blow, though it had only barely touched her hair, the force behind it was something that would linger and be rather hard to forget.

Being alone in a room now, she panicked, attempting to stop the flare should would be released, that was until she found herself submerged in a pool of water, hair, clothing, and make up ruined in one fell swoop. "What the fu-*gurgle*" Atsuku's disgruntled protests were quite literally drowned out. Her panic was quickly replaced with something somewhat akin to relaxation as her attack just rather pleasantly heated the large body of water. Her words going from "Fu-" to "Mmmnnn..." in an instant.

Lackadaisically she would let herself float to the surface, pink eyes glancing around in confusion for a moment as she found herself in that oddly closed off room. The 'queen' would swim for a moment or two, casually wondering if she'd have to get very good at swimming very fast. That didn't seem to be the case as a voice rang out over an intercom... a British voice... ew.

Said ugly voice WOULD however ask some important questions such as what had happened, and to explain themselves. Hearing the little girl talk, she quietly listened and waited until Einhart had finished. Waiting and plotting for her own turn. 'shut up already...' Atsuku would think to herself, waiting for it to stop that painfully cute whining.

Once it was finally her own turn however, the pink haired vixen's expression would change dramatically, to one of sadness and atonement, even her voice taking on an oddly kind tone.

"Ooooh, teacher, there's been a terrible misunderstanding~" She chimed sweetly, her own voice making her want to gag on a spoon, but she kept at it for now. "I'm so sorry, I was in such a rush to get to my classes that I accidentally bumped the poor girl..." And so it began "I just felt so awful that I tried to help her up, she looked so young I asked her if she was in the right school. I think I made her mad because she squirmed, my hand slipped, and I accidentally pulled her hair..."

She would then lift one hand to her mouth, placing a curled finger on it and glancing off to the side, doing her best to look sad, even adding in a rather convincing sniffle. "T-then she just a-attacked me... I tried to push her away so I could run an tell a teacher, but she grabbed my arm... I thought she would break it. I-I know you're not supposed to use your powers on other students, but it was the only way I thought I could get away... My arm hurts so much..."

Atsuku's lies were surprisingly convincing, her acting even more so. A life of rich living and pretending to be nice to nobles had been useful in at least one aspect. Above mentioned lies possibly being good enough to even make Einhart doubt what had actually happened. She simply stated what had happened, changed a few details, and altered what she was thinking internally. The best lies are made of truths, after all.
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And thus, the Doctor listened.

The man had always found it relatively easy to listen children, even before discounting the point that, to him, most people were as children. Suppose because, somewhat instinctively, he gave them more leniency than adults, who really should know better - but often didn't. There was also at times the subtle reminder of his own, younger days. Not for when he himself was a child, though he did sometimes yearn for those too, but for when...
Well, that was in the past, relatively speaking. As for now, there was something about... a fight, the skirmish that followed, and then of course, his entry into the whole affair. Of course, the explanation and context provided wound up... quite different.

The Doctor paused in consideration of this. Both sides painted themselves the victims here, but there was an interesting difference of tone between the two. He glanced from the girl in front of him to the girl on the screen, looked back, and then the other way again, before ultimately, getting up from his seat.
"Before I say anything else, one thing we can get clear that there was at least a fight, correct?" However brief and whatever the motivations, these two had been prepared to skirmish in some fashion, as the Doctor then pointed an index finger at each.
"Then, just as a general deterrence, that's earned you each a few days in detention, minimum. If you fail to attend, I reserve the right to start messing around with your personal timelines." Considering he had long proven the point he could travel to the school at large, it didn't matter so much to reveal it here, though his threat might seem... odd, to those unawares.

"From there, one tells me one thing, the other tells me another, so getting a solid answer from you two alone is clearly not going to be of much help..." Objectively speaking, certainly so, and yet...
His eyes fell upon Atsuku, casting a certain, knowing look. The look of a man who was himself long experienced with the art of lies. A man who'd probably told more lies to greater effect than - under most circumstances - anyone else could hope to achieve.
"But if I ask the other students - and I've got images logged in here on my big blue box, so I will find them - I wonder whose story they would support?" Neither of the two would see much evidence of the supposed 'big blue box', aside of the larger spaces they were each in, but that was beside the point.

"Last chance for confession, before I send you both off. Separately, I might add - one of you is going to need a chance of clothes." He'd given Einhart the chance for a brief check up, so he'd afford Atsuku the chance to properly get redressed, considering he had made things a bit wet.
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D... detention...?

But Einhart's schedule was super busy!

If the Doctor were to look at her face, he would be able to see it rot away into absolute despair. Her hands would smack together and would awkwardly fumble around, her fingers twitching around against each other as she did her best to form the words she needed. "I need to... I need to do... important things..." she spoke so softly that it would probably barely be audible.

Her hands clenched together a bit tighter, fingers digging into her palm. Again came the wiggling, she was unhappy and very uncomfortable with the consequences that she just heard.

"I-I guess it was a fight... but..." She felt her obsessive compulsive need to spend her time productively smashed in by this. Even school time was difficult for her. She spent this much time doing things that weren't important, and they intended to make her do more? "W-was I supposed to let her beat me up...?" Again, this wasn't her being sarcastic or anything. This was a completely serious question, although her dis-mastery of the language might make it seem different.

"I made sure not to break her arm... I made sure not to do anything but... but things to keep her still until a teacher came... I even called for a teacher..." She wasn't arguing against her teacher, here, she was truly just reconfirming. Was this really not the valid course of action?

What hurt even more, however, was the Doctor's insistence that she was a liar. Or, well, she definitely interpreted it that way. As soon as he said those words, she stopped talking. Tears started to well up in her eyes again as her hands turned into tiny fists. Maybe she was accidentally lying? But lying his horrible... but... but... superiors like that aren't wrong...

Einhart's utter incompetence in everything that isn't her field of expertise, along with Einhart's dilated experiences... well, it made it hard to understand that some things were actually as horrible as they were. Or weren't.

"I-I'm not a liar..."

...Even though she was quite upset, she couldn't raise her voice beyond her ordinary volume.

"I-I wouldn't lie... I didn't lie... I'm sure I didn't lie... I think I d-didn't lie..."

Her denials were turning less and less sure of herself, but only because she trusted the Doctor's opinion solely because of him being her superior in school.

"I-I'm sure... what I said is what happened... I'm 100% sure..."

Deep down, she was screaming for Olivie to just hold her hand and drag her through this.
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While her lies didn't seem to be working as perfectly as she had hoped, it was fine for now. Even a little detention didn't bother her much, she'd just be sitting in her dorm room bored after school anyway. Albeit her room was probably far more comfortable than the average detention hall, or most anyone else's dorm.

Atsuku would return the teachers little look with a frown and a glare, lifting her chin slightly as if silently challenging him to say something more. Though she should be grateful that the teacher was allowing her to change, she was more disappointed in not being able to see what the explosion would have done to the small girl.

Despite swimming she would give a small shrug of her shoulders, seemingly unbothered by the situation. "I think the poor girl is deranged, see how she's babbling?" With a snide giggle to herself she glanced off to the side, muttering, though intentionally loud enough for the other two to hear. "Probably needs a psych ward more than a nurse."

As her body started to get a tad bit tired of the swimming she glanced up at the teacher once again, eyes as cold as her abilities were hot. "Can I go now? I've got classes to be at and people to see."
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Oh, joy.

The Doctor pinched the bridge of his nose, remembering several of the things he disliked about children, all at once. They didn't come up so often when one didn't stick around for long, but the odds of hitting their less respectable habits increased with prolonged contact...
Just like him, he supposed.
"You, shut up." His finger snapped into a point across the screen, clearly indicating young Miss Moeru. Then typing away at the nearby keyboard, he set the Tardis to make its move... hopefully, since they'd be changing their location in space alone, and not time along with it, she'd managed just a short hop, even with him away from the controls.

Vworp

...He hadn't even finished typing. The Tardis must not have liked this one.

"And you... calm down." He turned to Einhart then, his finger raised in a signal to quiet.
"I never said or called you a liar. All I said was that you two had conflicting versions of the same story. So I'm going to have to verify it with the others, unless someone wished to make their version of events line up with what actually occurred." Indeed, he had not said anyone was a liar... inferred, perhaps, but he felt that was more upon equal grounds - if not the other way - than directed at this one in particular.
"And the detention is a standard thing that applies to all students, to try and minimise fighting. Depending on what the others say, it may go up, or it may go down. Some of it will be in your school time, so don't worry too much about missing things, but, it is a punishment, so its got to be at least a bit inconvenient. Annoying, but its how you know it has some effect." He explained, as with another Vworp, the machine came to a halt. A door would open in the swimming pool area as the Doctor snapped his fingers, revealing...

The student changing rooms, for sports and the like. Atsuku would have to take it or leave it, it seemed.
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