<div class="floatleft">(http://cosmopolitan.fetcha.co.za/wp-content/uploads/image171.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/uQmAXSU.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Orphan<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>October 27, 2017, 3:30PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Corridor near the library<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Sofina, Open<br/><br/><strong>NAME:</strong>Sofina "Fi" Barrett<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>October 27, 2017, 3:30PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Corridor near the library<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Orphan<br/><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong>Dispute<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Orphan didn’t stop even as he heard the feminine shouts of a woman behind him. He kept walking, carrying his barking and snarling Judas. He hoped that if he continued to give whoever was chasing him the cold shoulder, then she would get the hint and stop following him.<br/><br/>Even in flats and jeans, Fi felt as comfortable running at a good clip as she did walking. There was a bit of added adrenaline and exasperation mixed in, but still - she gained on the shirtless man. "Hey! I'm not giving up. What you did back there, (<em>was amazing except for the killing the rabbit part</em>), was uber reckless!!! Were you trying to get expelled on day one?! Answer me!"<br/><br/>Orphan felt his heart leap in his chest at the girl’s shouting. What was she trying to do? Announce his business to the entire world. He stopped walking and sharply turned on the girl, his nose wrinkled like the snout of an angry wolf as he sharply stared her down. The imp continued to thrash about in his make-shift bag, hanging in his clenched fist. He pointed a finger at her and demanded firmly, “Shut up and stop following me.”<br/><br/>It was psychic girl. He should have known. The imp would have taken her face right off if she had been a normal human. Deep down, some kind man trying to survive his dark and distrusting demeanor felt that he should have been guilty and apologized. But he didn’t apologize. She shouldn’t have been in the way.<br/><br/>She didn't really expect him to stop and so his quick turn made her hop and skitter to a stop. Luckily it was something that wasn't uncommon to have to do in races so she stumbled but didn't slam straight into him or fall on her ass, again. His voice was ... stunningly aggressive and haughty. "You ... are mad ... at me?" Her voice turned to a low but thick whisper. "You almost got me mangled and unleashed that.. that.. whatever on the whole school? And I need this place intact, dammit!" Her voice wavered at the end. She really, really couldn't go down with him on this.<br/><br/>Orphan dark brows only closed harder together when she started putting the blame on him. As obvious as it was his fault……..The magus turned and started on his way again. “Just shut up about the imp. I need it for somethin’. The situation is under control now. If you don’t wanna get killed, then maybe you should mind your business.”<br/><br/>Sofina steamed. This wasn't just about what he did, it was what she could<strong>learn</strong>.<em>Mind your business.</em>His words dripped slowly into her ears, like a challenge. And if her father's strict upbringing had taught her anything it was how to win at all cost. "Fine" Her tone changed as he walked away, still loud enough to hear her clearly. "But you owe me." She turned and headed back towards... the library. Powerfully spoken words like his lingered like finger prints. "And if you won't tell me..." a mere whisper now as she decided to go check out a book.<br/><br/>Orphan stopped and glanced back at psychic girl as she stormed away. He<em>owed</em>her. He arched a brow at her retreating back and huffed a short laugh before he muttered under his breath, "The hell I do."<br/><br/>The magus headed for his dorm room. He would return to the library as soon as he was finished with Judas.