Do you Have Your Valentine?

[Puck]

Puck turned to face Gamzee now, a little more curious as to what he was doing. It worried the trickster slightly, as he didn't know just what the troll was going to wind up doing. Standing up from his seat, Puck kept a cautious eye on the other standing individual.
"Sir," he spoke carefully. "I suggest that you calm yourself. Someone could get hurt with you swinging that club around, you know."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Joseph raised an eyebrow in Taylor and Bob's direction. Taking a step towards them, he said cautiously, "Um, Taylor? Bob? Where are ou going in such a hurry?"

[Clopin]

Clopin held a locked gaze with Gamzee. His eye colors seemed to change to that orange hue once more. But why? Trouillefou, do something.. he thought to himself. He decided against pulling his scythe out, as it would attract more attention.

"My blood color?" Clopin asked, before pondering the question over. Someone had asked him the same question once or twice before, back in Paris. Especially when the subject of his "royal" parents were brought up. Clopin knew the real color of his blood, but he had his street smarts.

A royal was always a royal, and they always had:

"Blue blood."

Taylor finally weaseled herself out of Bob's grasp, and turned to face Joseph. "Just a small scuffle with Tinkerbell on the dancefloor. You didn't miss much." she explained.

[Gamzee Makara]

Gamzee directed his club straight at Puck. "ANSWER THE MOTHERFNCKING QUESTION, MOTHERFNCKER," but then he focused his attention back on Clopin when the gypsy responded. Blue blood, hmm? Very high on the hemospectrum, but...

"Not high enough," he grinned, leaping at the seemingly defenseless Clopin, aiming his club at the gypsy's head.

[Clopin]

In one swift move, Clopin ducked, and in his hand, his scythe appeared to block the attack. A metallic "clang" could be heard as the club and the scythe made contact with each other.

"And I suppose purple is the highest, no?" Clopin asked with a smirk. Just like the clothing hierarchy of his own world. Purple was royalty, reflected in the very clothes he wore, while red was the peasantry.

[Puck]

In a flash, Puck eyes had glazed over to their glowing green state, the signal of a very deadly state for the trickster.
"Pity," Puck said, his voice an uncharacteristically menacing tone. "It would seem as though the dance is about to be dreadfully interrupted."
With that, Puck shot three bursts of light towards the troll, one coming from his mouth and the others from his eyes.

[Clopin]

Clopin narrowed his eyes at Puck.
"You idiot! DON'T ATTACK HIM!" Clopin snarled. But then again, he couldn't blame Puck for not knowing that this was not the Gamzee Clopin had met a while ago. He himself only had his scythe out to block the bat, as his intent was not to fight the troll.

[Gamzee Makara]

"INDIGO IS PURPLE, MOTHERFNCKER," Gamzee growled as he bounced off of the force of their weapons colliding. He darted back towards Clopin at near breakneck speed and grabbed the blade of his scythe. Then, with a deranged smile on his face, he dragged the blade across his own chest, revealing a long strip of indigo blood. "See? Purple."

He laughed. He laughed and laughed, and shoved the scythe back to Clopin.

He didn't even notice the beams of light heading straight for him, and when he did, it was too late.

Fnck light, how does it even work.

((OOC- no seriously how much damage do Puck's attacks usually cause? |D))

[Kabuto Hyuuga]

Kabuto let out a satisfied sigh as the trouble-making posse scattered around the room, and debated for a moment about getting a cup of punch before deciding against it. This was a high school, and lord knows what could be in the drinks that he didn't know about. Which reminded him to check in on that drunken girl who had ran past him earlier. But before he could take another step back to where Sakura was waiting, a.....horned being pulled a club from nowhere and leveled it at the two boys sitting at the table closest to him. The medic gave an exhasperated groan. Why did he get stuck with this job?

[Puck]

((ooc: Well, they can be fatal, but in this case it was probably only enough to knock him back a few feet, since Puck was "interrupted". XD))
Clopin's shout had caused Puck to falter in his attack, making the blow much less threatening than he had intended for it to be. Ne narrowed his eyes in the other's direction, slightly annoyed at being called an idiot.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize that someone aiming a club at your head was a valuable asset!" Puck snapped, turning his attention away from the gypsy and back onto Gamzee.
Still, Puck knew that Clopin probably had a good reason for not wanting Puck to wound him, so he secretly hoped that he hadn't harmed the poor chap too terribly bad.

[Kabuto Hyuuga]

This had gone on long enough. And I'll be damned if I chaperone another one of these damned things. Kabuto's hands buzzed blue and he rushed towards the combative trio. The horned one seemed to have started it, not to mention he knew Clopin to a limited extent, so the Hyuuga aimed for the troll's forearm.
(ooc: Kabuto's chakra scalpels are capable of severing tissue without actually breaking the skin. Clopin, I know you know this, but Gamzee and Puck don't. )

[The Warden]

The Warden strolled into the dining hall, taking no heed of the fight going on at the moment. "Bob, why are we here again?" he asked. The unicorn tossed his head back at his master, with a slight scowl. "It's 'cause y'all have to watch your assassins. Like so." Bob said, gesturing towards Puck, Clopin, and Gamzee.

"Oh Bob, they can take care of themselves. Besides, I LOVE seeing people get mauled!" the Warden said. "I guess that's true, y'all." the unicorn said, before taking a seat next to the Warden at a nearby table. The man clad in purple gleefully watched the fight go on. Even a teacher had managed to join in! This was getting a lot more fun. He'd interfere later.

"He is a valuable asset, Puck. Just not when he's like this!" Clopin said, his voice raising to a slightly higher pitch as he dodged another attack from Gamzee. Of course, the gypsy wasn't in the least bit intimidated by Gamzee's act of cutting himself...Taylor had told him of worse encounters with the inmates of SuperJail.
"Why, I was wrong then. Excuse my mistake." Clopin said with a humble bow towards the troll, while keeping his guard up for the troll's next attack.

[Jericho]

Feb 20, 2011 19:15:43 GMT -5 Raven said:

Raven sat down and looked at Jerico, "So why did you come here? You don't really strike me as the party type. No that that's a bad thing."

Was she rambling? She never rambled.

The rapidly developing commotion behind Raven kept him from answering immediately. And when the horned being, whom Jericho had overheard being called Gamzee, pulled out a club, Jericho stood. Raven, we may want to get ready to move. He signed as he analyzed the battle. Gamzee seemed to have started it all, the man in purple was playing defensively, the one with the elfin ears had already shot the troll with a trio of light beams and the teacher who had stopped the inappropriate dancing had charged towards the fray, hands glowing. Joseph tracked the eyes of the troll intently, in case an opportunity arose. We may not be needed, but let's make sure we don't become collateral.

[Gamzee Makara]

Gamzee stumbled to his feet after being knocked back against the wall from Puck's attack. He shook his head, trying to regain composure-- and he did, just in time to grab the wrist of a new enemy. His grip was abnormally strong for that of a mere fourteen year old alien, but it still loosened when he noticed the hand the wrist belonged to was glowing blue.

"Sh1t... how does that even work..."

The "Bard of Rage" was distracted. There was a little bit of the old Gamzee left in his now mixed up mind, and it had taken over for a moment... to be distracted by colors.

His "new", alternate personality was not pleased but it could do nothing. He was defenseless for the moment.

[Kabuto Hyuuga]

Kabuto winced, just slightly, at the brutal grip the troll had on his wrist, even once it was loosened just slightly. His quick mind noticed the flash of color in the creature's eyes that coincided with the momentary lapse, and took advantage of it to clamp his own hand onto the other's wrist. He focused his chakra and felt the tendons and muscles cutting away from Gamzee's bones as his jutsu acted out its purpose. Even if it didn't have an entirely human anatomy, it was similar enough for his medical knowledge to continue to function. The Hyuuga's other hand formed the ever familiar open palm of Juuken and slammed into the horned man's shoulder joint, a move intended to paralyze the limb.

[Puck]

"Then what, pray tell, should we do," Puck sighed in exasperation, eying the troll carefully as he was seemingly distracted. Puck's first instinct was to attack while the troll was paying him no mind, but what Clopin had said before held him back.
It seemed that nearly all the members of the dance had joined in on their fight, each trying to fend off the troll in their own way. Especially Kabuto, who appeared to have a very firm handle on the situation.