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Gregor's eye twitches upon hearing the man's words. Surely he was joking, no? Nobody seriously believes that it's okay to just fire a gun even if there aren't any victims or if the shooter doesn't even have a reason. Gregor slightly relaxes his grip on the knife, pretending to lower his guard in front of the man. "Say, you're joking right? You don't really think that what you did could simply be shrugged aside as if you were caught littering?" Gregor maintains a calm demeanor as he asks this.

Michael was about to just walk away when the girl spoke, under his breath before sighing and answering. "Well yes and no lassie. There was and there wasn't someone else here. As for me hand well let's just say that one cannot harm another without being harmed themselves, such is a rule of equivalent exchange. Any other questions lass?" He was ignoring the man due to him not wanting to keep on lying to the two.

Gregor shakes his head, indicating that he too bears no ill will towards the man. "Just be sure to practice your gun somewhere no stray bullet may harm others, okay?" He then smiles and reciprocates the man's formality and shakes his hand. "You're Michael, right? Julia may have already introduced me, however I find it fitting to personally introduce ourselves to one another, no?" Gregor takes notice of how much blood has been dripping from the man's hand and deems that formalities can wait. "Oh my, it seems that we have been talking for quite a while now. Let's proceed to the clinic and get you treated, we can talk more once we're there." Gregor then leaves the rooftop via the main exit.

[exits when everybody is ready]

Michael ked down at his hand and realized that the ice had melted completely and blood was leaking more now. Just nodding he headed down and would exit towards the clinic.

(Ooc: exit and also question what races are y'all? Only asking for rp purposes as I can see souls)

Flynn laughed. "Yeah, can't say I didn't have a good time," he admitted in response to her comment about the football team. His face formed a slight frown when Naomi mentioned the harshness of his ex-girlfriend, though it was in response to the memory rather than Naomi's comment itself. "And in the end, I'm sure that's true. For both of us." He shrugged causing Naomi to bounce slightly on his back. "Don't think it would have worked out anyway." He seemed to be well over it fortunately. He gave a small laugh and smile when Naomi mentioned she hadn't had a boyfriend yet. "You've skipped the worst of it then. Us guys have a lot to learn about girls at that age. I know I did. We have to work out the kinks like if your girlfriend dresses up for your date and asks you how she looks, don't respond with "Eh, fine I guess." or you'll have a bad time." As they made it out on the roof he turned, quickly and easily slipping her off his back and around in front of him by her waist. For a moment she was facing him about eye-to-eye with her legs still around him before he her down in a sitting position on the ground. He stood up and looked down at her. "I'll be right back," he promised. With that he disappeared back down into the school. Several moments later he returned with a bag of chips and a cookie for each of them, probably from a vending machine or something. "Not the most wholesome food I know, but I think we earned it," he told her as he sat down next to her, letting out a long breath. The training had taken a little out of him too. He hadn't caught her blushing earlier since she had been on his back and he was watching the stairs. "How are you holding up here so far?" He asked as he passed her a bag of chips and a cookie. "In general I mean. Like I said, my first year was hard at first. Took me a while to get used to being away from home but by mid-semester I was fine." He opened his bag of chips and began eating, taking out one chip at a time and munching on it slowly and methodically before swallowing. He seemed to take the same careful, analytical approach to eating as he did to meeting new people.