Colin's posts

"Very." Jackson responded.

"We used to be a couple, as I... used... to be a... delinquent." he muttered.

"Well... more a thug, actually." he said.

"I don't really like talking about it, but Denise and I were the power couple of the school, and we ruled with absolute fear." he explained. "Her power could do real damage, and there's nothing scarier than being turned into stone." he sighed.

"But I was helped. I smartened up." he then told her.

"So I broke it off, and Denise... well... she... she wants/hates me." he finished.

"....good to know." Jackson replied.

"I suppose that's a good threat in and of itself." he said.

"...maybe she'll leave ME alone, now." he then mumbled.

"Damn it, Denise..." he continued.

"She won't take 'no' for a damn answer." he growled.

The two of them walked down the hallways in relative silence, before Jackson cleared his throat.

"So." he said.

"That was cool." he told her.

"Like, really cool." he said further.

"The way you handled Denise back there." he clarified.

"I think she'll be quite humbled now." he continued, before sighing.

"...Maybe she'll leave people alone..."

"That explains that." the staff member said, gesturing to the blood.

"Yeeeeeeah..." Jackson muttered.

"Come on." he told Sierra.

"The sooner, the better." he said.

"For all we know, that head injury is worse than it seems." he reasoned, as he started to walk.

"Can you walk on you own, or do you need to balance on me?" he then asked.

The staff member just sighed.

"Indeed." they said.

"Mister Reid, please escort her to the medical wing." they told Jackson.

"Right." Jackson replied.

"How are you feeling?" the staff member then asked Sierra.

"Light-headed? Woozy? Anything like that?"

"Is that so?" the staff member asked.

"Yeah." Jackson replied.

"I saw it happen." he told them.

"Heck, everyone here in the cafeteria saw it." he continued.

"Denise... isn't subtle." he mumbled.

"I see." the staff member replied, before looking at the floor again.

"Perhaps you ought to pay a visit to the medical wing." they said to Sierra.

After Sierra finished her statement, Denise collapsed to the floor... just as a staff member came running in.

"....ohh boy." Jackson muttered.

"What's going on here!?" the staff member demanded. They then looked at the two unconscious females on the floor, and then looked at Jackson.

"I know what this looks like." Jackson said.

"But I didn't do this."

Denise let out a scream of agony, that Jackson winced at.

"Ooh, geez..." he muttered.

"That... something tells me that didn't tickle..." he said, guessing at what was happening.

"Get out!" Desire yelled.

"Get out of my head!" she yelled further, as students started to back off.

"...things are gonna get ugly here, real fast..." Jackson mumbled.

Denise gnashed her teeth when Sierra said that.

"That's it." she said.

"I don't need my powers to deal with YOU." she told her.

Jackson raised an eyebrow when he heard that.

'Is she going to...?' he started to ask himself, but he didn't get a chance to finish his thought... as Desire lunged right for her.

Denise just growled again.

"You don't see to get it." she said.

"I have the power to ruin you." she told her.

"I am the real authority in this school." she went on.

"I can make your being here a living... HELL." she threatened.

"You still wish to challenge that?"

Jackson froze for a moment when he heard the new tone in Sierra's voice.

".......uh.... right." he said.

"Scuse me, ladies." he said further, before hopping onto the other side of the tables.

"Right. You and me." Denise said to Sierra.

"We have something to... work out." she growled.

Sure enough, Denise walked past all the students, and had her sights squarely on Sierra.

"Ugh." Jackson muttered.

"Here we go." he said.

"Move it!" she ordered Jackson when she got close enough.

"Or what?" Jackson asked.

"You gonna throw a tantrum when I broke up with you and destroyed what you called the school's 'power couple'?" he asked... giving Sierra some insight about past dealings between them.

"Oh yeah, it does." Jackson agreed.

"It's just rare for it to be so... organized? I guess?" he said further.

"Wait..." he then muttered, squinting his eyes a bit.

"Uh-oh..." he said.

"I see Denise coming into the cafeteria." he told her.

"And she does NOT look happy..."

Jackson looked around, and noticed she was right.

"Huh." he said.

"So it is." he commented.

"Weird..." he muttered.

"Usually it tends to be a bit more sparse and chaotic." he said further.

"Wonder if something's up..." he then mumbled.