Subbing for Science -Open-

[Tai Yang]

“This ain’t no party.” Tai Yang grumbled softly to himself, sitting down in the back row of grade eleven sciences, Mr. Bryant trying to remain focused on teaching the subject while having daggers stabbed through his back by the stare of one student. His foot was tapping, arms were crossed, and his eyes looking out the second story window as he tried to hold back his lust for destruction. For a good portion of the class he had remained relatively silent, not bothering to speak up or even try to interact with another member of the class. Perhaps the new school was quelling his violent tendencies? Heh, yeah right.

“Mr. Long, this isn’t the time to be day dreaming, not in my class.” Mr. Bryant seemed to finally build up the courage to speak out against his former, and now current, student: Long Tai Yang. Slowly the delinquent turned his attention from a flock of birds sitting on a telephone wire a ways down the street to his science teacher, his lips curling upward as his teeth snarled in a sadistic smile.

“You’re right, I should be expressing my true nature, shouldn’t I? Isn’t that what our principle wants.” Standing up there were a few words of protest from Mr. Bryant, but nothing was going to stop Tai Yang from proceeding forward, to ‘embrace his true nature.’ “I mean, after all only the strong are meant to thrive in this environment, isn’t that right?” As he walked up toward the front of the class a few students that he passed by cringed in fear, obviously remembering him from the assembly yesterday where he attacked three separate students without cause. Though they wouldn’t have to worry, Tai Yang had a target in mind so everyone else was just a spectator to the scene about to unfold. The Villain was about to be vanquished.

“Remember the first time we met? You showed your dominance over me by discipline me after I tried to express myself. Well, I’d like to express myself, so how are you going to discipline me now?” Cackling softly he proceeded to step forward, moving closer and closer to the paralyzed teacher until his face was a mere couple inches from the teachers. “Hm? No reaction… Wait, are you afraid? You must’ve heard about my most recent activities… Well, it’s all true.” Leaning in closer to the teacher Tai Yang lowered his voice, so only the elder could hear him. “I was in juvie, and yes, no one was able to escape my fury. Those villain’s all paid the price for the crimes.” Leaning back his smirk grew even wider as he showed off all his pearly whites. Letting out a laugh that echoed throughout the class Tai Yang leaned back, laughing at the heavens as he stared down at his teacher, still paralyzed by fear. Still leaning back Tai Yang stretched his arms out to the side, making tight fists as he grunted softly, making full work of the stretch before he stood back up.

“So, teach. I’ve disrupted this class, and you haven’t tried anything. I’m assuming I can get away with anything, so it’s time to get this party started.”

As though finally snapping to his sense the teacher began to speak up, but only when Tai Yang showed him his back. As though this was the courage he needed Mr. Bryant was only able to mutter “I-eh-ah” before the defiant Tai Yang spun around and backhanded the teacher square across the face with his right hand, sending the educator into the front row of desks, landing awkwardly with his chest on one as he clung to it for safety. Spinning back in the other direction Tai Yang brought the tip of his right steel-toed boot and dug it deep into the ribs of the classes teacher, leaving the man gasping for air on the floor as he coughed up blood and salvia.

Turning to everyone Tai Yang smiled, bringing his hands behind his back and clutching them one hand over the other as he looked over the class. “Hello. My name, as some of you might know, is Long Tai Yang, and I’ll be taking over his class for Mr. Bryant.” Strolling over to Mr. Bryant’s desk he sat down, putting his feet up as he shook the mouse around and woke the computer up. Scrolling over the screen he double clicked on the file labelled: “Grade 11 Science.” Then proceeded to call out the names from top to bottom.

The first few didn’t answer, making him sigh as he marked in ‘F’ beside their name. “C’mon, there can’t be that many absent students. Whoever doesn’t answer isn’t going to get an A for their attendance. So, lets try that again.” Slowly, but surely the kids began to answer, and it turned out there was an entire class full of students here on the first day.

“I’m glad to see you could all make it here today. Now, for the rest of the period feel free to do whatever you wish. After all, this is one crazy party.” Once more letting out a laugh he kicked himself back from the desk, the chair rolling back a few feet before falling back. Following the path of the decent Tai Yang kicked his feet over his head and rolled out of the chair before it touched the ground. Turning around the waved peacefully at the students before opening the door.

“Remember, I’m Tai Yang, the strongest in the school.”

Walking out of the class he left them speechless, for the better part of a second until the cough and groan of the still gargling Mr. Bryant brought them to their senses. Had he actually just paralyzed an entire classroom with fear alone? It seemed that way as no one moved for a few more minutes, then the first after that seemed compelled to help the teacher to the infirmary. Tai Yang on the other hand just began to stroll the halls, having a good half an hour before his next class was to begin.

[Rhis]

Rhis watched the scene unfold with a slight frown to his features. It wasn't going to do any good to try and help the teacher, not that he'd do it anyways. Thinking about it would mean going against the rest of the school. And in doing that, effectively alienating himself from any chance of doing what he wanted with a sense of quiet about him.

He watched as Tai backhanded the teacher and it sent him flying. 'Good force, and a nice lure.' The frown broke as Tai took over the classroom, and actually calling roll in an attempt to show his ownership on them all. Rhis played along and replied with a 'here' as his name was called. His blue eye never left the teacher, sprawled about over a upturned desk. 'This goes back to my previous statement at the assembly, who' got cleaning duties around here?'

It wasn't long before Tai talked to the class again, and just like the rest, Rhis remained silent. He wasn't afraid, but he did want to learn more about this guy. Watching Tai leave, he heard the general hustle and bustle of the other students, some genuinely worried about the teacher, others talking quietly among themselves as they thanked Tai for saving them from this lesson.

Rhis would have none of either, taking one small glance at the teacher, blood pooled out around his head and Rhis could see that the culprit was a most effective bloody nose. He made his way past the mess and the other students and exited the classroom, taking a look around for any indication of which way Tai went.

Rhis caught him moving through the near empty halls, spotted Tai making his way and he hurried to get within speaking distance. "Tai!" the shout would echo down the halls and a few students poked their heads out of open doored classrooms. "Whats your deal, here? Are you serious about taking this place for your own? Or is it all just one big show?"

Rhis stopped a good seven feet away from Tai, and he was almost in his set stance. He placed his body near sideways, right foot forward and his arms hung loosely at his sides. 'This could go ugly if I'm not careful.' He realized that he was still frowning slightly and he knew that he looked like a concerned student to Tai. This was his intention, but he had another motive to chasing down the psychopath. If this encounter went well, Rhis would have what seemed to be a powerful ally.

[Tai Yang]

Still very much happy with himself Tai Yang couldn’t, nor would he, hold back his smile as he grinned from ear to ear. He walked with a certain swagger as he stuck his hands in his pockets and leaned back slightly, taking well-balanced steps as he kicked his toes out to the side at a slight angle. He felt like he was on top of the world, like nothing was going to ruin his day. Then someone yelled his name. Oi, when your feeling that good the last thing you want is for someone to call out your name and break you from your peaceful demeanour. Stopping abruptly he was still leaning back, only with his feet together. A moment later he kicked out his left leg and spun around on the stop, looking at the lanky beam pole of a student in front of him.

“I’m sorry, what was that? Stepping forward he took more serious strides, covering the distance of three feet before stopping, leaning in slightly. “One big show? Oh no no no. See, this is a party, Davis is the host and the students are the guests. I’m just here to crash it in my own little special way.” Once more pleased with himself the smug look of satisfaction rose up over his lips, tugging the corner back into a wide grin as he leaned back like before. “But I’m very serious about what I am, and what I am is the strongest in school. Nothing’s going to change that.”

Turning away from the boy he took a few steps away before stopping abruptly and turning with his upper body, looking behind him while twisting his frame to the left. “Wait a minute.” Spinning over on his left foot he pivoted around and took a few quick steps back toward his classmate, his brow now furrowed, as he seemed to be a bit puzzled. “Hm… Do you plan to try and change that?” Taking his right hand from his pocket he waved at Rhis’ body, how he was half in a fighting stance from the beginning of calling him out. “Do you think you can take me? Is That What Your Trying To INSINUATE?” Tai Yang raised his voice, though he didn’t seem angry, more like excited.

”Please tell me your trying to change that, or else I might build up a bit of energy, and penting it up isn’t to good for my system. I tend to explode at times, and people get hurt.” Still smirking from ear to ear he looked straight into Rhis’ eyes, not bothering to get into a proper fighting stance or remove his left hand from his pocket.

[Rhis]

Rhis watched with slight fascination at the gaudy display before him. Such arrogance couldn't be good for anyone unless they could back it all up. Tai covered some of the distance and Rhis made no change in expression, the only thing that could, or potentially would give his change in demeanor was the twinkle in his left eye.

But Rhis would play to his caution, he wasn't here to knock heads so early in the year. Gambling with ones' well being early on could lead to a very bad year indeed. He'd have to choose his words carefully. "Before I answer, I'd have to say, your over the top and gaudy display just made you seem, less of a man." The quip was suppose to sting, Rhis was testing boundaries and he wasn't going to come off as someone to be pushed around so easily.

"If it comes to me changing things, then it'll end up that way. But now is much too early to show my hand, and much too early to risk a serious injury." Rhis had no idea how this would appeal to Tai, but he continued on. "The more I think about it, the two of us have the same goals, though mine end as long as chaos reigns supreme. There's just something about it all." He trailed off and eased back on his footing, sliding his right foot back so he was now facing Tai.

He decided to stop beating around and get to his point. "I'm proposing a truce, a collective effort, if you will." He paused for just a moment to let these words sink in. 'If he truly believes himself to be the strongest, he'll turn this down and try and fight one handed and on very uneven terms. He must know that there are others that want the top spot, even if he isn't after it for himself.' "Even if the captainship is not your ultimate goal, taking on those that have it will require an extra hand or two. I don't want to live under someones rule, as I'm sure you don't either. At least, not someone unworthy of such a title. Now I'm not after the captainship. If I'm right in thinking that you are, then this is where we have common interest."

He paused and gave Tai another minute to think about it in full if he hadn't done so already. It wasn't long after the assembly, and when you have a quick to act personality, you can forget a few important points of interest, not to mention, the subtle flattery that was added in would help somewhat. "But if none of that is of a concern to you, then feel free to act accordingly." It was said just to be a little cliche. Of course Tai would do as he pleased. This was the point in which Rhis resumed his half stance, sliding his right foot forward, his arms still hung at his sides, ready to be brought up at any time. 'If I'm right, all of that just backfired and I'm about to be assaulted.'

[Tai Yang]

“Less of a man? Check the mirror, my hair isn’t the one that’s green bud.” As if to emphasize his point Tai Yang brought his free hand through his hair, brushing it back before it fell back wherever it deem fit. Taking another step forward he didn’t deem a leading foot, still standing with his feet parallel, just under shoulder width apart. He was within Rhis’ striking distance, but he didn’t care, as the boy would move into his should he choose to act. Standing there he let Rhis go on talking, giving someone else a chance for once as he slipped his thumb into the waist of his jeans, gently pushing back his leather jacket.

‘Serious injury, well… Yeah, I’d cripple him like that.’

‘Same goal my ass, there’s no way he can see inside my mind.’

‘Chaos, fuckin’ love chaos. Don’t tell me this douche isn’t happy with things. Bah.’

‘Truce, why would I want that. Phff. I don’t need help… I could use minions though… Minions or underlings, which one sounds better… Hm, Minions… Yeah, Minions. Hm, what?’

Zoning out for a minute he didn’t quite get all of what the lanky fellow in front of him was saying, only clueing back in around: “But if none of that is of a concern to you…” He watched Rhis enter the same lack-lustre fighting stance, and yet he still didn’t move. No surprise attack, no fancy or unique movements. He simply grinned at the fellow standing no more then a few feet away.

“I didn’t pay attention to whatever you just said, but I’ll make you a deal. Since I’m storing up so much extra energy and because you seem ready, we’re going to fit. No surprises there, I know. But! Here’s the catcher, when I win your going to become a minion of mine. You’ll spread my name around school, do as I say, and over all be my henchmen… Naw, still like Minion better. So, lets get to it.”

Stepping back a few steps he returned to the rough seven-foot gap that they originally had when the boy first stopped and yelled his name. Shrugging his shoulders back he let his jacket drop off his frame as it slid down his right arm, getting stuck on his left as he kept his hand in his pocket. Giving a hard sigh, obviously over emphasizing it, Tai Yang removed his hand, spun the jacket around his arm, and then tossed it to the side. Now, with both hands free he stepped back with his left foot, bringing the heel directly behind his right foot – which remained pointing at Rhis – and sunk into a lower stance. Bringing his hands up he brought them both in front of his body, both hands were held in a loose knife-hand while his right was extended from his shoulder to form a elongated ‘V’, his left resting underneath his elbow.

“C’mon minion, I’ll give you the chance to strike first. You’ve heard the saying – first to strike, first to win – right? Well, I’m going to prove it wrong. Lets Go!”

[Rhis]

Any other student might have been taken aback by Tai's lack luster selective hearing. Rhis knew that it was a possibility after receiving a comment about his hair style. 'Well at least were getting somewhere with this.' He flicked some of the hair out of the way of his right eye and watched as Tai set into his stance. 'And here I though this could take better part of the day. Now the only thing I have to do is lose as gracefully as possible, while taking as less hits as possible.' The latter was going to be harder to accomplish, seeing how Tai was very quick with his strikes.

"Me striking first, that's not your style. Losing momentum in a fight that hasn't even begun?" His choice of words and tone was that in a cocky sense and Rhis played the part well. 'He crouched, which would give me the advantage. Best to test his defenses first.' He set up all the same, bring his arms up and around him in boxing stance. His right hand was fisted, but his left was open palmed. He didn't rely too much on his punches and it showed in that left hand.

His choice was easy, bouncing on the balls of his feet he closed the distance in a slow but steady manner. If Tai was serious about letting Rhis get the first strike on it's way, this could be over in seconds. Standing not more than two feet, Rhis dropped his guard and his body, twisting solely on his left foot and extending his right leg out, in a sweeping heel kick to Tai's shins, hoping to knock him off of his feet. Rhis would follow up with a variation of side kick, hopping off of his left foot and landing both on his right foot and right hand, sending the bent left leg rocketing towards Tai's midsection. The movement would propel Rhis to spin on the ground, and his left hand would soon touch the cold tile of Paragons floor.

With both hands on the floor he'd push up with enough force to stand back up, his left leg finding purchase amongst the tile again and he continued the spin until he was staring back at Tai, in a standard boxing stance.

[Tai Yang]

As his opponent brought his hands up Tai Yang switched his stance slightly, barely noticeable in fact, as he brought his right heel off the ground. From this point on he played the patient defended, waiting valiantly for his assailant to make his move. The gap was closed, the stances were locked, and then all of a sudden his opponent dropped down. That’s what most people would notice – the boy dropping down, most likely trying to go in for a sweep attack on his lowered stance to break the formation of his feet. What Tai Yang saw, though, was the drop of his guard. That meant he was attacking without a proper defence, and would ultimately pay the price.

Shifting the majority of his weight to his left leg he portioned it out at sixty-forty. Lifting his right leg up he brought his knee up to his chest as he leaned back, counter balancing his raised leg as his opponent started his sweep.

“NOW!”

Not one to pass up the opportunity he snapped his right leg out, pointing the tip of his steel toed boot at his opponents head as he kicked his leg straight out at a downward angle. It would look like he was a dancer lunging, only without moving through the air as they tend to do. This was the agility and balance he possessed, and it was more then enough to fend of his opposition. Though, fending them off wasn’t as much fun as completely destroying them.

After snapping out his right leg he put the boot down beside his opponents body, near the waist on the right side, his opponent’s left should he be facing the ceiling. Rather then doing the splits over his opponent he sprung off his left foot, twisting his hips over as he bent his supporting knee and pivoted over. The result would be sending his knee into the back of his opponent, provided he was still turned on his side. If not, Tai Yang’s left leg would be pinned across his opponents shoulders as his open left hand hovered in between six to eight inches above his opponent’s face, still in a loose knife hand.

[Rhis]

Having to drop everything and lose visual of his opponent was dangerous, but for an opening move that could be a potential finisher, Rhis weighed in the risks and went for it anyways. As his right leg came around for the first sweep he finally got a new look at Tai, and what he saw wasn't really what he'd hoped.

As Tai's leg shot out at his head, it was all Rhis could do to abandon his move midway. He fell on his back his neck still craned upward and he brought both of his arms up in a cross style, covering his head and taking the brunt of the attack.

He felt the sharp pain run through his right arm as he thought fast on the ground. His left leg had been bent at the knee, as he landed on his back and he saw a small opening.

Before Tai could move his right leg anywhere, Rhis grabbed onto it with both hands, hist left grabbing onto the bottom of the ankle and his right completing the hold from the top. He had to ignore the pain for just a small while as he pushed back onto his shoulders with his left leg, effectively bringing his lower body upward, and Rhis used this to rocket his right leg striking under Tai's thigh with as much force as he could muster.

Once the strike connected, Rhis would push up on Tai's leg and kick out with his left, sending him sliding backward on the floor and returning himself to a hastily done kneel. His left knee still touching the ground while his right foot was the one on the ground, parallel to his left knee. The left side of his body facing Tai.

Rhis could be seen rubbing his right forearm, the pain not ebbing away. 'This match is already his if he can strike the same place twice.' He grimaced and remained on his knee, letting Tai have the initiative.

[Tai Yang]

Tai Yang’s style of fighting was all about improvisation, he rarely ever did what he planned, and it that was the case then his opponent was too weak and pathetic to be creative with. This opponent, however, proved to have a keen sight and reflex, effectively blocking his boot, the going further to grab it around his ankle. Truly he seemed to be worthy of a good fight, but that didn’t mean that he rivalled Tai Yang’s abilities.

‘He’ll make a good minion.’

The difference between his move and his opponent’s is that he saw the entire picture, he knew what he was going to do and knew what he had to sacrifice in order to obtain it. Was he sacrificing his right leg? Not at all, he was going to pull it back before bounding forward with his left, but given the situation that deemed impossible, so what was he to do? Well, still jump forward, obviously. As Rhis brought his right leg up in a kick Tai Yang jumped, springing up into the air as he soared above his opponent. The foot would still connect, just not with as much force or in the designated area, rather, striking up near his buttocks with more of his shin then his shoe.

Now if this were a movie than Rhis would throw Tai Yang’s leg and he’d flip and land across the hall relatively unharmed, and then they’d resume their skirmish for victory, but this wasn’t a movie and he doubted that his opponent had enough strength to hold up his descending body, let alone throw it with enough force to make him land anywhere but on top of his own being. That being said Long’s right boot would hit the tiled floor right beside his opponent’s head. Turning his body over he’d still go to pin his opponent’s body to the ground, only difference from his prior thought would be positioning. With his body that much closer to his opponent’s head his left leg would no longer pin his opponent down across his shoulders, but collide with his jaw before pinning down his neck.

Now, of course he’d block his opponents windpipe with this, but he’d easily be able to let up on the boy just by raising his knee… That is, if he wanted to. Should the boy submit then he’d get to breath, if not then who knows what would happen. Though, the only options seemed to be unconsciousness or death.

[Rhis]

Rhis could feel the despair from his missed kick and he had allotted his facial expression to change to that of a pained one. To look as though he'd missed a golden opportunity to get a hit in and get back into the fight.

In truth, he wasn't expecting Tai to jump forward, pressing all of his weight down onto himself, but it was a decent move altogether. Feeling the immense increase in weight, Rhis released Tais' ankle. He was far from done, though, and twisted the lower half of his body while it was descending again. Once it hit the floor, he was barely able to roll just a few feet to Tai's left clambering onto his hands and knees.

He wouldn't go out so easy, and with him slightly behind Tai, he would go for one last strike before conceding defeat. Pushing up with both of his arms, he yanked himself back planting his left foot on the ground and rotating his arms back as well, finding the cool floor as he steeled himself for a straight kick to Tai's left calf. He shot his right leg out, finding its mark and grinning to himself in silent satisfaction.

After the quick strike Rhis would retract his foot and backwards crab walk a few feet. Again, clambering up and onto both feet and into his fighting stance. This time, however, his left foot was the closest to Tai, and his left arm was bent at the elbow in front of him. He left his right arm to dangle behind himself, still feeling the ache from before. He couldn't risk another hit to the forearm again.

[Tai Yang]

‘TIME TO CRUSH HIM! Huh? He’s gone.’

Landing firmly on the tiled floor Tai Yang was in a kneeling position, as though he was before a king or some sort of royalty. The only problem with that was he thought himself to be the only one worth bowing down to in this school, and thus any form of respect from this action was null and void. Simply put, it was another of his crazy moves evaded – though, evaded is better then gone aerie. This left Tai Yang with a hindrance; he was in a fight but his opponent was no where to be seen, therefore the lanky bodied boy must be behind him, as Tai Yang’s thought process quickly assimilated. Tucking his left shoulder in, doing the same to his head, Tai Yang pushed off his planted right foot and went into a sideways roll, avoiding the kick towards his calf without even realizing it was coming.

From the roll he’s land on his feet and stand up, feet together with his left hand sliding into his jean pocket. Peering over his right shoulder he looked back at his opponent before turning his wrist over and bringing his hand up. Giving two quick breaths on his hand he wiped it off on his shirt, acting like what he just did was nothing big. But, to him it literally wasn’t, he just wanted his opponent to know this, another form of aggravation to lead to their destruction.

Turning around Tai Yang stepped out with is right foot; imitating the same stance he took at the beginning of their fight. With his hands held loosely toward his opponent he couldn’t help but smirk from ear to ear, truly enjoying this contest of power.

“How’s your arm? I can see your favouring it now, an obvious weakness. That’s one limb down, three to go.” Sliding his left foot forward he switched his stance, still keeping the same footing, but closed his fists while pulling back his right arm. With his left arm leading, his right fist under his left elbow, Tai Yang began to inch forward slowly, and the thick rubber bottom’s of his steel-toed boots squeaking over the tile. “You already realize it, don’t you? You know there’s no chance for you to win, so your sense of fear of taking over. But your ‘fight or flight’ responders hail heavily on the ‘fight’ path, so there’s nothing for you to do but try to battle it out until your shown mercy, or unconscious.” Still inching his way forward Tai Yang twisted his left fist over a bit to the inside, making it more horizontal, but this movement was mostly to mask the fact that the fist formed with his right hand was loosening.

“Don’t worry, I’ll end this soon.”

Twisting his right foot over he pushed off the floor and took a half step forward, his right coming to a halt half a step in front of his left as he snapped out his right hand in a quick shot to the side of his opponents neck. His hand snapped out from underneath his left arm, forming a tight knife hand as he shot down the centerline toward his opponent’s neck. This move, however, was just a feint for his real attack, which was a left legged kick to the inside of his opponent’s front leg. Using the half step to change his front foot into is power foot Tai Yang twisted his hips over while lifting up his left leg, pointing his knee directly at his opponent’s thigh. As he twisted over his lower body his upper body followed, turning the knife-hand chop to the throat into premature block that would come across and push out his opponent’s left arm. Kicking out he wasn’t so cruel as to attack with his steel-toes, but that’s only because he was so cruel that he wanted to use all his power and ensure a stronger hit. So by pointing his toes he’d have a longer range, adding another six inches to his kick.

[Rhis]

He watched from his stance as Tai went into a flashy sequence of setting up. 'That's enough, this has been quite an eye opener. Tai will continue his rampage across the school and leave no one standing up at the top. Just what I want.'

He stood there, the throb in his arm the small reminder of what he was up against, not just in Tai, but in most of the school as well. As Tai set up, he began speaking. 'Arrogant as always.' Rhis completely agreed with Tai, though, and the rant would not get him to become reckless or lose his footing in either way. He didn't even want to win this fight.

As Tai inched closer and began his set of moves Rhis immediately backpedaled, twisting his body while bringing his left leg behind his right, switching his stance instantly. In one fluid motion, he'd bring his right arm up to block the strike towards his neck, using the outside edge of his hand to stop it. Tai's kick would then knock into Rhis's forward moving leg, nullifying some of the pain that would be received.

Rhis had an easy opening here, but decided to backpedal even more so, another six feet. "Your right, this contest is over." He paused to catch his breath, something that he didn't know he needed until now. He kept his eyes on Tai, knowing that this wouldn't be what he wanted in a win, but Rhis had other plans and as before, he knew that a crucial injury would not be beneficial to him this early in the year. "You've won, I'll not be injuring myself anymore today."

Satisfied with his speech, he took two more steps back making it even harder for Tai to strike out again, without him seeing well ahead of time. And should Tai walk closer, he would keep his distance, and swing out to the right in a semi circle. He would not let Tai get close.

[Tai Yang]

Dropping his guard after his kick was blocked and arm parried he couldn't help but smile even wider then he already was. The boy had given up, but pain had been inflicted, and to everyone around a dominate force had been astablished. Their little performance had garnered at least a class room full of students to watch, most with their cell-phones drawn, texting the video they just recorded to friends.

'Tsk. Just my luck, he's already stopped the fight. He has a bit of skill, but he's lacking in heart. Not a true warrior, not yet. Just enough, he's only a minion in the end, thats all I need him for.'

Sliding his sunglasses back up the bridge of his nose Tai Yang turned away from his new, and technically first, minion. He didn't even have to take them off during this fight, what a shame in a sense. Walking over to the side of the gathered crowd he pushed a student out of the way - making the sophomore fall back onto a hallway bench, before he bent over and picked up his jacket. Slinging it back across his shoulders he let out another over emphasized sigh before righting himself. Turning his head slightly to the right he looked over at Rhis and spoke in a dull, informative manner.

"Remember, you work for me now. If I find your not doing what I command I'll break both your legs, that's for a first offense. You don't want to try for a second. Until I contact you spread my name around the school, gather more minions for me and for pete-sake, be smart. If you try to rally up an army against me, I'll know, and that's worth three offense's right there."

Turning away from his henchmen Tai Yang began to walk back down the hall, no longer with the same swagger, but rather with a normal walk. He scratched at the back of his head furiously, as though there was an itch before shoving both hands back into his jacket pockets.

'This'll be an interesting year.'

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