<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/N4lStza.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Michael 'Mike' S. Astragalus<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 (10:30 AM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Power Control Lecture End, 2nd Floor<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Selena, Lulukat, [Closed?]<br/><hr/><br/>That was icing on the cake, wasn't it? The students were tslking, some that he knew even would probably have a bad opinion of him now. This had gone from a moment of helping someone into the next big incident, and as he leaned back in his chair, the realization that he could be kicked out started to creep up on him. He loved the academy, and he enjoyed the people he got to be around, even though some pushed his buttons... No place was perfect but this academy was as close to it as possible.<br/><br/>Selena tried to defend him, and for that he at least felt some sympathy, but when Lulukat spoke, his brow raised as she seemed to start off strong browbeating him and then seemed to go off on a tangent. He couldn't even tell<em>who</em>she was talking about anymore, certainly no one ousted after him the way she seemed to imply. Though honestly be wanted to get out of his pants soon, he would need a change  somewhat soon. He could at least freeball his pants until he got back to his dorm when the opportunity arose...<br/><br/><em>'Something tells me this isn't how a normal detention is meant to be spent...'</em>He thought inwardly. Teachers didn't normally put the responsibility of issuing punishment on another student, did they? Nevertheless, he followed where she indicated she wanted him to skt, before he slowly got up and followed. Settling down before her, he folded his arms.<br/><br/>"What are you playing at? I thought I was the only one getting in trouble." he asked, looking back toward the door as he saw Selena still present. Evidently his detention handler didn't tell her to leave...