Classmates can be a pain (Yeager)

[GAIUS FULGUR MORA]

Gaius sighed lightly. Back to the grind. He sat in study hall, glancing out the window at the courtyard of the Academy. He never got tired of that view. The castle walls, the elaborate stone, he studied it all when he was bored, and he could recreate whole parts of it in his head on command.

He'd finished his work ten minutes ago, and was attempting to drown out the yammerings of his classmates with music. as the teacher graded papers up front. He pulled a book put of his backpack, preparing to read for the rest of the class. Then again, he could always take a nap...

The young Thunder student sat in the back corner, next to the window, and though he didn't care to, he could see everything in the room. He glanced up from his book, scanning the room. He turned up his music, eyes rolling across the page.

[ELLIOT NATHAN YEAGER]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,480px,true][atrb=cellpadding,10px,true][atrb=cellspacing,10px,true][atrb=align,center] my mink is dragging on the floor DON'T TALK ABOUT STYLE, CAUSE I EMBARRASS YOU. [/style] [style=font-size:12px; line-height:100%; margin-bottom:10px; margin-left:30px; padding-right:3px; text-align:justify; width:450; font-family: verdana;]This semester had gone relatively well for the Water graduate. He arrived late to class a lot less. Fashionably late, he defended himself with. His professors did not appreciate it, but he thought that it was a pretty good defense. Half the college kids couldn't even care what they looked liked when they rolled out of bed in the morning. Everyone around him should appreciate his style. Especially today, wearing nice jeans and a crisp tee. He definitely had the money to afford the best of the best, and he showed it off. Some may have called him a snob, but he never verbally bragged about being well off. Hell, he delivered for Chinese, he wasn't exactly living large. In keeping up with this good student charade, he was actually doing work in study hall. He bet his dads were proud. They should be, what with how well he was doing in going to school and not partying so much (they had Raine to thank for that, actually, in a way). Even though he had to retake a math class last year, they knew all about his potential. He passed science with barely an effort, it was one of the classes that he excelled in. Which made sense, considering his future plans. Yeager needed to be good at that, along with maths. Another thing he was good at was pranks. And as he looked in the hall, saw a guy sitting there, all by his lonesome. Though a stranger, he had no qualms about what he was going to do. Lingering outside the doorway, he flicked his and shot thin streams of water in the direction of where the guy was sitting, splattering him with water. It wasn't very aggressive, simply a splash but disconcerting nonetheless. He made no move to reveal himself, simply waited to see what the guy would do. TAGS: gaius. SONG cold by kanye west, NOTES: stupid yeager

[GAIUS FULGUR MORA]

Gauis turned the page in his book,fully immersed in the story. He didn't even have time to register the fact that something or someone had soaked him with water until he felt the cold liquid soak through the front of his hoodie. The Thunder student sat there for a moment, cringing in silence before snapping his book shut. His brow furrowed in irritation as he noticed that some of the water had soiled the pages he had been reading.

Gaius Mora slowly straightened in his seat and scanned the room. He angrily yanked the earbuds out of his ears, stuffing them in his pocket. He specifically looked for Water students in the class and, based on the trajectory, someone at his two o' clock. No culprit exposed themselves, claiming the aggravating deed as their own. He looked for anyone glancing back at him or perhaps laughing in a group at the prank. Nothing.

"Real damned funny," he said, just loud enough to be heard. He took off the jacket, laying it on his desk. Luckily, his t-shirt hadn't been to soaked and would be dry by the end of the class period, but it was still unacceptable. All thoughts of sleep or reading left the boy and he remained subtly vigilante, looking for the perpetrator.

[ELLIOT NATHAN YEAGER]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,480px,true][atrb=cellpadding,10px,true][atrb=cellspacing,10px,true][atrb=align,center] my mink is dragging on the floor DON'T TALK ABOUT STYLE, CAUSE I EMBARRASS YOU. [/style] [style=font-size:12px; line-height:100%; margin-bottom:10px; margin-left:30px; padding-right:3px; text-align:justify; width:450; font-family: verdana;]While the dude was reasonably displeased, Yeager was busy holding back laughter. This was how he amused himself. It wasn't all bad, in his mind. He was just having fun. People just had a lot of sticks up their asses and they needed to yank them out. They wouldn't make it in the Academy if they were always getting ruffled over a little prank. And this guy was certainly ruffled. He bit his lip as he leaned over inconspicuously and saw that he'd taken off his jacket. He's still sitting there? That was probably the funniest part, and almost made him want to attack him again. Seriously, if you were assaulted why would you stay? But he figured that after another one, the guy would stand up and really go looking for him. So he opted for another route. Yeager ran into the room and clapped both hands on his cheeks. "Ohmygod," he said, before pointing toward the door. "There's a rogue Water on the loose, did you just see him?" Yeah, convincing. TAGS: gaius. SONG cold by kanye west, NOTES: stupid yeager

[GAIUS FULGUR MORA]

A few people turned to look at a newcomer in the door. The teacher, oblivious or perhaps just purposely ignoring the kid, continued what she was doing.

Gaius frowned. So there was the culprit. He didn't know the guy at the door, but he was going to find out who he was. He stood, an electrical spark jumping from his arm to the metal frame of the desk. He checked himself, suppressing the current.

"You! Right there. Stay where you are!" He said authoritatively, walking down to the front of the room. Bastard messed with the wrong guy at the wrong time. He'd give the kid a little zap. Good practice since he'd been learning how to create currents. Nothing too bad, just an eye for an eye. Hammurabi's code, he thought with a vindictive grin.