<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/725697-1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name: Tyson Riggs</strong><br/><strong>Location: Dorm B1</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Zitka, Riza, Tina, Isoke, Anya</strong><br/><hr/><br/>There wasn't much Tyson could do from his position on the bed. That blow to his back would keep him from being of any real use. He felt like he could barely stand up, let alone take some sort of stance and challenge the lizard in a fight. Zitka certainly seemed capable..but it was his fault Tina was here in the first place. The mood pendant that hung around shifted into a deep, dark yellow, which was outlined in black. He had mixed feelings about the situation...though each feeling was undoubtedly negative. Not only that, but there was obvious tension in him, both from the pain and the rage and embarrassment he felt, having been attacked in such an underhanded manner. Part of him wondered how he would've fared against her if she hadn't pulled her little sneak attack, but then another part of him remembered how her fists and feet felt against his body. He was no stranger to fights..but that half-dragon was THE strongest..thing..he'd ever bumped heads with. She didn't even deserve to be called a person in his eyes.<em>There's no way this is over..no way.</em><br/><br/>All he could really do was watch, as much as it burned him...and impressed him. Zitka was a force to be reckoned with..under that small, cute exterior was a real beast. Tina was a beast, aswell. He'd learned that first hand, but she hardly intimidated him. She was just an ass, plain and simple. He was strange, in a way...it was hard for him to be afraid of something when it pissed him off to such an extent, especially in such a short time. He hadn't been expecting such behavior from Zitka, though, and so he was a tad intimidated by such a shift. He would've hated to be on the wrong side of the fox, but he wasn't worried about that. She was protecting him and Riza, and it seemed Riza was doing the same....until she ran off without even the slightest explanation. Tyson's mouth almost dropped...she couldn't have even helped him out the room? Well, there went HIS impressions of her. It was obvious then who was loyal to him. Who he'd actually trust from then on.<br/><br/>The fight was a hard thing to watch. At times, things just got too intense for him to keep looking on..literally. When it seemed like Zitka vanished, and then made herself known to her opponent in a flaming, blue mass, he couldn't even look into the center of the room. And then there was Tina's roar...luckily for him, he wasn't as close as Zitka was, but even still, he tried covering his ears, which inevitably sent even more pain through his body, as he was holding himself up on his elbows. The shift in position required an adjustment of his back, and the sharp wince was a clear signal of the pain involved in such a movement. It was a moment or two before he finally looked back towards the middle of the room, Zitka's yelp just outside turning his head sharply towards the scene. He saw the door was open now, thanks to Tina's peons, and that he was now alone in the room. Wasn't hard to put two and two together..Zitka was obviously launched out the room somehow. He'd returned his gaze to the fight to late to see how.<br/><br/>He was worried then, both about the fox and about himself. Zitka didn't come back into the room to finish the fight...had she been knocked out? It was obvious why THAT wasn't good..but really, who's situation was worse at this point? Here he was, powerless, and vulnerable to whatever punishments the dragon may have had in mind for him. But it seemed as though all hope wasn't lost then! He saw somebody enter the room..a guy, by the looks of it. And a human one, to boot. He hadn't seen many guys when he arrived..made sense, considering this was a school for girls, apparently. But even still, he hadn't expected to see another guy so soon. The male offered some assistance off the bed, and though he was reluctant at first, Tyson accepted his help, with some difficulty. He had to lean on the male's shoulder to keep himself steady. Even then, it was still a bit painful, and the pain only persisted as he was lead out the door.<br/><br/>When they passed the threshold of the door, and the dragon was left behind them, Tyson weakly looked around himself. Partially, he wanted to assess the situation..see who was around and such. Mostly, however, he was looking for Zitka. She had defended him, the least he could do was make sure she was okay...which didn't seem to be the case. He saw some of Tina's posse, who'd hung back. He also saw Anya, her skin alight with tiny flames. He might've questioned it, usually...might've..but he certainly didn't question it now. There were more important matters to attend to. Zitka laid unconscious just behind the flaming, winged girl..he still recognized her form from their encounter at the school's interest. He broke away from the male assisting him for a moment, and made his way as hastily as he could over towards the small, canine body. He leaned down slowly, groaning as he inched lower and lower, and carefully took the creature in his arms once more, as he had done earlier. He stood back up slowly, and then allowed himself to rest against the wall, holding up a finger towards Isoke. "Gimme a sec.." He answered lowly, taking a deep breath.<br/><br/>A lovely beginning to the school year.