<TIAMAT> *Jarod, having spent a little too much time in the Rustling Ghost chatting it up with a couple of his female friends, is about to be late for a lesson with one of his teachers, so he's scurrying quickly through the hallways and taking the stairs down to the magic floor three at a time.

<JETMODE> *Genoa, on the other hand, is feeding her little bat friend on her way up the steps and completely not paying attention to where she's going.

<TIAMAT> *And since the stairs are spiraly (because that kind are just plain FUN), Jarod completely doesn't see her in time to stop from practically jumping on her. ^_^

<JETMODE> *Genoa looks up just in time for the collision and shrieks something incomprehensible, shielding her bat. :(

<TIAMAT> *Jarod yelps loudly, his books tumbling out of his bag and spilling EVERYWHERE as he and Gen sommersault all the way down the staircase. ^_^

<JETMODE> *Well, once they hit bottom, Genoa immediately disentangles herself from Jarod to check on her bat, then half turns on him with a glare. "Just what did you think you were doing?!"

<TIAMAT> *Jarod, a little dazed, lays on the ground trying to focus his eyes. "Get to my lesson on time..?

<TIAMAT> *One of his books comes tumbling down the stairs suddenly and hits Genoa in the back.

<JETMODE> *Genoa, who was about to make a venomous reply, jerks at the impact, then, carefully setting Stellalune down, she turns and picks up the offending book. Eyes gleaming darkly, she promptly mutters a short spell and sets it on fire. ^_^

<TIAMAT> *Jarod suddenly sits bolt upright. "HEY! That's MY BOOK!

<TIAMAT> *He scurries to his feet and attempts to snatch the book away from her.

<JETMODE> <Genoa> *smiles* I'm certain you mean it WAS your book. *tosses the smoldering volume aside*

<JETMODE> *With that, she stands, scooping Stellalune up.

<TIAMAT> *Jarod attempts to put the fire out and save his book, but by the time the flames dissipate there's not much left but charred pages. He turns and glares at Genoa. "Look, I'm sorry I ran into you, but you didn't have to set my book on fire!

<JETMODE> <Genoa> *coolly* Weren't you late for class?

<TIAMAT> *Jarod grinds his teeth. "A lot of good it's going to do me to even go now that I don't have my book! *he goes about picking up the rest of his stuff and shoving it into his bag.

<JETMODE> <Genoa> *dismissively* Then I'd suggest you be more careful.

<TIAMAT> *Jarod: As if you were watching where you were going.

<JETMODE> <Genoa> I wasn't barrelling down the stairs three at a time.

<TIAMAT> *Jarod: And I wasn't paying more attention to a winged rodent than everything else around me.

<JETMODE> <Genoa> The winged rodent is considerably more intelligent than you.

<JETMODE> <Genoa> AND much better company.

<TIAMAT> *Jarod: Let's see just how smart it is, shall we? *he mutters under his breath and sends a thin bolt of lightning directed at Stellalune.

<JETMODE> *Stellalune gives a small shriek on impact, and Genoa responds to this attack by grabbing Jarod's wrist in her free hand and twisting.

<TIAMAT> *Jarod yells loudly and jabs his elbow into Genoa's gut.

<JETMODE> *She grunts, takes it, then mashes his foot with her heel and releases him.

<TIAMAT> *voice from up the hall: Come on now, what's all the commotion? Hey, break it up, break it up here! *Gilbert suddenly appears around the corner and stands squatly between Jarod (who was about to go at Genoa again) and Genoa, glaring up at the two. "What's going on here, eh?

<JETMODE> <Genoa> He knocked me down and assaulted my pet. *rolls eyes*

<TIAMAT> *Jarod: I only bumped into her, and then she set my book on fire! *he points to the still smoking remains of said volume.

<JETMODE> *Stellalune squeaks sadly.

<TIAMAT> *Gilbert continues to glare at the two. "All right, all right, that's enough. Fighting outside the Arena is against the rules *he eyes Jarod* as is using magic anywhere except designated training areas. *he turns his glare to Genoa*

<TIAMAT> *Gilbert: So both of you get out of here before I call the guards!

<JETMODE> <Genoa> *returns the glare with a scowl* Feh.

<JETMODE> *But she turns on her heel and starts back up the stairs.

<TIAMAT> *Jarod snorts, grabs his bag and turns on heel and marches down the hall.

<TIAMAT> *Gilbert mutters something about rowdy kids and goes back to whatever he was doing before.