OOC: Ooh, forgot about her. Yeah, she is, but I have no idea what would happen, since they're both a little foggy on the memories. *waits for an opportune time*
==Five Minutes Later==
"
What did you do?" Bailey asked Adrian, in an unnervingly calm tone. As she held him to the wall by his throat.
"
Eh, Miss Bailey, do mind the vial of pizzazium infinionite there, would you? I'm afraid it's highly reactive and, well, given Tyrr's proclivity in chemistry..."
"
I'm well aware of that, thanks, Professor. My thanks for telling him that before I did."
"Hey, let up, his face is turning blue," Rose said worriedly.
"
Yes, it makes a nice complement to that disgusting concoction he has there--and to his now-green friend in the corner." Bailey tossed her head towards Joshua, who really was green and had started shivering uncontrolably.
"You're killing him, and I won't--"
*SLAP!*
Adrian dropped to the floor and slumped over as Bailey's hand lashed out to hit Rose full across the face. The blow sent her to the floor as well, though more out of shock than the power of the blow. "
You won't what? You won't let me hurt him? Brave words from someone with absolutely no hand-to-hand combat training. Or common sense. Be glad you're not in the force yet our you'd be dead for insolence like that. You're just a stupid little girl who doesn't know who she's messing with, and who'd better shape up, fast. Now, shut up and sit down. I don't want to hear your voice again." Bailey stalked to the back of the room, grabbed the now-retching Joshua, and unceremoniously threw him out the back door. As an afterthought, she tossed a small hall pass card after him. "
So I don't forget and send him to Bartok later." She stalked back toward the front of the room, arms crossed.
Lloyd muttered something inappropriate about Bailey being jealous of Rose's anatomy. Without breaking stride, Bailey spun and roundhouse-kicked Lloyd in the face, sending him to the floor with the others. "
Anyone else have an opinion?" she said, surveying the room. No one made a sound. "
Good. Because I believe the good professor said, 'There will be no need to talk." Bailey crossed her arms tighter and leaned back against the wall behind Reclumen, watching the students intensely, her gaze boring into Rose in particular.
OOC: It kinda scares me that I know how to write this kind of behavior so convincingly.
