<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://jawbreaker.nyc/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/JDW6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Bishop<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mansion Dining Hall<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Saturday, Sept. 2, 2017: Evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Vulcan, Wolverine, Rahne: (CLOSED)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Interrupting a fight<br/><hr/><br/>Lucas was idly walking down the corridor when he heard raised voices off towards the dining hall. He knew better than to waste a second and broke into a swift jog. He could make out a few insults, threats and even crashes. As it seemed to escalate he broke into a run, bellowing loudly at the students in the corridor to move out of his way. They'd understand why he was running, and every scattered rapidly instead of being tackled by the giant of a man.<br/><br/>He rounded the corner rapidly and tried to take in the scene as fast as possible. He could only just see Rahne fleeing through a doorway, while Laura and Gabriel appeared to be squaring up for a fight. He knew just how dangerous the pair of them were, and had no interest in seeing any student die. He felt the energy radiating from Gabriel in an instant and knew there was no time to consider the necessary course of action. His deep, powerful voice echoed out.<br/><br/><strong>"Stop! Everybody hit the floor, NOW!" </strong><br/><br/>Even despite the clattering sounds and other people's aggressive tones, Bishop drowned it all out. He was almost deafening when he yelled, after all his time as a soldier he was used to making sure his point was heard in a hectic environment. Most students knew far better than to stay standing after he shouted like that, but he could tell Gabriel was far too intently focused on what he was doing to stop without an interruption. Lucas made a brief mental note to apologise for his following actions before gritting his teeth and charging straight towards Gabriel. His dark eyes lit up a piercing scarlet and a few lines of glowing energy flashed across his body. He sprinted at an impossible rate, even in a small space he accelerated far faster than any ordinary sprinter could.<br/><br/>He lowered his shoulder to brace for the impact, leveling it clearly at Gabriel's stomach. He certainly didn't want to hospitalise the young man, but he knew he was resilient enough to take the impact. Right now he just had to make sure he was down and snapped out of it before he killed someone. Charles was going to lose his mind though, this was real bad. Whatever these idiots had done to make Laura and Gabriel so angry would be awful. Then those two would be in a great deal of trouble for getting quite this aggressive. He focused entirely, giving a last jolt of energy to make sure that the impact was enough to bring Gabriel down with him.