Moonrise University ~ Temp Closed to new joiners

BLAZER! *Tackles* )

The fight between the teacher and father was getting bloody, Wren bleeding from his probably broken nose. Yvon was limp in Drake's arms, unconcious yet breathing. All the while, rage built in Hannah's heart as she stalked towards the dorm room, hand tightening around the neck of the wine bottle, readying her arm.

Rebecca held the baby girl with ease, bouncing her up and down "Does she have a name?" she asked, rather calm about the whole situation.

Serena dramatically got up of the bench "Well then you can push you're own wheelchair!" she replied, going back to their earlier conversation.

Yo.)

Percy winced as Wren landed another punch to his gut. He already had a black eye and was bleeding as well. He'll most likely be bruised everywhere.

Wren landed a few more hits, eyes flashing in anger, only to grunt and slump over, the sound of shattering glass and liquid hitting the floor sounding. Above the two injured men, a furious and panting Hannah held the broken bottle of wine, shattered from it's strong impact against her father's head. She snarled.
"That's for my brothers, you drunk." She hissed, before surveying the room and dropping the broken bottle to help Percy up.

Wren was unconcious from the powerful strike of the bottle. Police sirens sounded outside once more.

Drake watched with wide eyes as Hannah hit him over the head.

Percy looked at Hannah in surprise, then looked down at the unconcious body of Wren, "Well. That's one way to do it." he said, trying to catch his breath.

Hannah felt both misery and thrill from the violence. She looked at Percy before moving over to kneel near Drake, placing a hand on Yvon's face gently, angered at the fresh blood and bruises on his jaw. She bowed her head and sighed.
"I should have been here sooner...I...I failed in the one thing I set out to do." She looked at Drake's also injured face and touched it lightly, eyes glassy and upset yet gentle and angered.

Regan babbled happily, making "grabby" hands towards her father.

Rebecca grinned "See? She likes you."

Serena grinned "Yes! Let's go!" she replied, taking off only to realize that Hunter couldn't run right now. She returned to his side and walked beside him, containing her childish excitement.

Drake shook his head. He stood up and mlved away. He turned away an medical attention. He just wanted to be left alone for a minute.

Ace smiled and looked at Rebecca. "Yea o guess she does.." He looked at her. "Hi Reagan.."

Hunter moved as fast as he could. He took her hand in his. "You're excited eh?"

(Crap, sorry guys. Gtg. See ya'll tomorrow!)

Bye!)
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Nicole was working late in her office. She didn't pay any attention to the clock anymore, having learned a long time ago that she would leave when she was done and not before, no matter how long it took. Her eyes were strained as she looked at her computer screen, the bags that hung under them becoming visible through her make-up. She only paused in her typing to rub them long enough to give them a short burst to continue before continuing on with the reports and documents she had to take care of for the school. The only light in her office was that, that came from her computer and the small lamp beside her. A lamp positioned just right it shown down on a picture frame that carried the precious picture of her and fiancee from when they were young. Nicole couldn't help but glance at it periodically. It still broke her heart that he wasn't here beside her. That that awful car crash took him away from her. She could still remember the screeching of the tires, the pounding of the rain and she could feel the roll of the car as it carried them down that ditch. She shouldn't have survived, but she did, and she was forced to go on through this world without him.
"Nicole!"
The sudden voice broke the dean from her thoughts, she jumped and looked up at her doorway to see the faint outline of Celous leaned against her doorframe, his hand posed like he had been knocking on her door, "Man, Nicole, I've been knocking on your door and saying your name for at least thirty seconds." the former fighter gave her a teasing and crooked smile before he welcomed himself into her office, "What are you doing here so late?"
"Just finishing up a few things." Nicole shook her head and glanced back at her computer screen, where was she again? She had lost her train of thought.
"At 2 o'clock in the morning?" Celous questioned curiously.
The dean blinked and finally looked at her clock, fighting back a yawn that was forcing it way through her throat, "I didn't realize it was this late." She paused though, looking curiously back at Celous, "What are you still doing here?"
The fighter paused, his mouth hanging open for a second before he sighed, "Well, you see..." he sighed again, "Cedar and Ashton had a little competition."
"Again?" Nicole frowned flatly.
Celous nodded sheepishly, "Ashton was calling Cedar out again and they got a little carried away...long story short Ashton now has a concussion."
Nicole stated with surprise, "A concussion?! Do we need to call the hospital."
Celous quickly shook his head, crossing his arms as he once again leaned against the doorframe, "He's fine." he said quickly, "This isn't his first concussion and it certainly won't be his last, but just for the sake of it, I'm making both boys stay here for the night. Opposite ends of the gym of course." He rubbed his finger under his nose, "Anyways, I saw that you're light was on so I came to say hi." he finished, looking back up at her.
Nicole brushed her white bangs behind her ear, "I'm alright, Celous, thank you."
"You sure, Nicole?" the fighter asked, not taking his eyes from her, he pulled off the wall and walked up to her desk, "You've seemed a bit off lately."
Nicole let out a long sigh, "You've noticed?"
"Don't worry." Celous smiled, "I think I'm the only one who has." He paused and leaned down on her desk. Nicole shifted to lean back in her chair, it being very hard not to notice the muscles of his neck, "What's bothering you, Miss. North?"
Nicole's eyes drifted back to the picture in the frame, a solemnness befalling her face, "It's been over ten years." She said softly, normally she wasn't the type to speak her burdens to others, especially those at work, but perhaps it was the grief or the exhaustion that led her to telling him, perhaps it was the way he looked at her, "He wasn't even my husband yet and I'm still not over his death..."
Celous pulled off the desk and he gave a slight motion to the picture, "May I?"
Nicole nodded and the fighter moved to her side of the desk to look at the picture that grieved her heart, "I don't want this to come out rude, Nicole." He said slowly as he leaned down to look at the picture. Nicole could spell the sweat from his body, "But I think the first step in moving on is letting the past go. There's no doubt in my mind that Ronnie was a lucky guy, and I may not know him, but I don't think he'd want you pining over his picture all the time."
His words shot at her nerves and she turned her sharp blue eyes up at him, "You're right you didn't know him." She said hardly, but there was no denying the truth in his words and her heart broke again when she looked at the picture. He wouldn't want this for her, "I just miss him."
"You wanna talk more about it?" Celous asked calmly, "After these few years of getting to know you Nicole, I know you haven't talked about it with anyone. I think it would do you some good."
"I have work to do." Nicole replied stiffly, she shifted again to get back to her computer.
Next thing she knew his rough hands were on her tense shoulders. She was so caught off guard by his actions that she didn't even realize what he was doing, "You are knotted beyond belief." Celous stated as he massaged her shoulders. She tensed up, but slowly started relaxing to the massage. It surprised her. His hands were so rough, she had seen them beat blood from his opponents in a fight, yet they were the ones able to soften the tenseness of her shoulders. She was pretty sure her last massage had been when she was in high school, "Since it doesn't seem like either of us are going to get any sleep tonight with you so bent on finishing these reports and me looking after my concussed son. Why don't you and I break into the cafeteria's ice cream and have a good talk?"
Nicole let out another long sigh, relaxing a bit more to the massage he was giving her. She looked at the report on her computer, glanced at the picture on her desk, and couldn't help but think about everything that Celous had said. Finally she sighed, "Fine."