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{{~*Lol oh no, you're gonna make him cryyy~ ;P
Nice! :D That's certainly a reason to be happy... ow o Even if I don't suffer that badly from acne, I know what a pain in the rear it can be...*~}}


As the Drow grabbed him, all Kyriel could do was tense up in fear. What was going to happen now? Was he going to hurt him? Was he even really a student there? Heck, what if he tried to kill him?

Wide, brown eyes were stuck staring at the dark fist now. It was not that Kyriel was not used to seeing a fist raised at him, but he did like to know where the blow was going to come from. It helped a bit. If he knew that, he could even move a little bit so that it would hit the soft part of his cheek rather than a bone or his eye. That always hurt less. The thought of getting hurt added to the sudden shock combination of ramming into someone and finding out that the someone was a Drow only caused a great confusion in his whole being. It was bringing up emotions that he tried his very hardest to keep back when out in public, seeing as it was only cause the teasing to continue. It all happened so fast that he could not really stop it though. His lip quivered before he could bite down on it, eyes welling up with tears. The more he looked at the fist, the worse it got, so he tried looking elsewhere. That only brought him to the other boy's face, which was actually even worse than the fist; he had to look at that smirk. He saw a similar look on people's faces almost daily, and to see it on the black, cruel face of someone such as a Drow only made it ten times worse.

Glad when he was released, Kyriel now just wanted to continue running. Maybe until he got to his room. Or even go running down the walkway up to the school in hopes that he could catch up with his father who had left just an hour ago. All he knew was that he wanted to get away from this guy, and fast. The emotion trembling through him would not allow for muscle movement though, the words still coming from the Drow's mouth only concreting that fact. Not only was he laughing at him like everyone else, but he wanted to "keep him around" just so that he could laugh at him? That was just plain evil.

Although Kyriel had never been a very violent person by nature, a very strong urge to give the boy a hard kick in the groin was coming over him. He did not especially want to get in trouble, but it would feel so good! Just one, good kick...

Not wanting to make the Drow think that he was girly and dumb, Kyriel decided to at least respond to what he was saying. "I'm not a transvestite..." He growled, though the tear-stained face accompanying it was not very mean-looking. "I don't care what your name is! You're just another bully who finds pleasure in hurting people just because you don't have any friends!" It was certainly not the best comeback, but Kyriel could not really think of anything better. Finding that he could finally move his legs again, he turned on his heel to leave, not wanting to so much as look at the Drow anymore. It made him feel a little better that he could walk away in a dignified manner rather than run like the coward the other boys constantly reminded him that he was. Though even still, he was planning on taking off into a sprint once he was around the corner. Even as he thought about it, he realized that Grylle and his friends were probably right around the corner waiting for him, ready to torture him some more. At least he was used to them doing it. At least they (at least two of them) were human and he could survive human beatings. Drows were a different story. A very different story...