Midnight_Dawn

Shiro had moved out of the room as soon as the fighting started. Fighting without a point was just stupid. Atleast that's what he thought. He took a sip from his sippy cup as he walked upstairs.

"Yes, sounds right," Xander replied, "You should go see her."

"Hey now, they ain't hurtin' no one," Shiro protested, "The vacuum ain't needed."

"I will bring them out, whether you get them or not is another matter," Xander chuckled, giving her a sly smile.

"I'm sorry," Shiro replied, "I hate seein' a girl cry. I didn't know it had a name. I'm sorry."

"Should I provide you with the colors of the Tempest or shall you wear the colors of the Mountain?" Xander asked, bemused.

"Hotaka," Xander began as he shifted the staff from his shoulder, "Since you seem to administering the Endurance Trail. I will take my leave until the morrow. Reishi care to join me for dinner?"

Shiro laughed as he charged the lumbering-clothes monster. He leapt towards the beast and flew right through it, scattering the clothes. "Street punk's a street punk for life, yeah!" he yelled as he landed.

Shiro shuffled through the trunk looking for stuff. He eventually pulled out a plastic pool cue and a pack of old maid playing cards. He stood there proud, chuckling, "Gonna be the best damn gambler and street punk ever."

"Playin' what?" Shiro asked with a small shrug of his shoulder, as the feather tickled.

Shiro followed after the rest. He took a few sips from his sippy cup before returning it to his jacket. "What're we doin' now?" he asked with a boyish grin.

The large rock Jake was laying on shattered. "Who said anything about sleeping?" Xander replied, his jovial tone turned deathly serious. He leveled a heated gaze towards him. "You will stay up all night."

Xander chuckled at the display. He leaned over to talk with Reishi, "Seems you have gotten a little stronger, since our last fight." He chuckled lightly as he continued forward into the courtyard. Several of the students stopped as he passed by, they bowed slightly. He nodded his head towards them.

"Sweetheart has a date," Shiro chuckled to no one in particular. He took one final bite from his sandwich and drank a huge gulp from his sippy cup.

"It will be an honor to once again teach here, Sensei," Xander replied as he straightened from the bow.

(( This will be his second time teaching at the school. But he was a graduate from the school. ))

"Is that so," Xander replied, "We shall have to test that in my class. Of course that does imply you even make it that far." He bowed towards the Master of the Tempest School. Xander's heavy trenchcoat blew in the wind as he walked forward towards the Master.

"Only if you believe that by selecting your weapon like that would do you any good," Xander began, "It is best selected by attuning your chi to the earth and finding the one that resonates with your soul. That is the first leason I teach."

"So Reishi, here to impart your wisdom to the younglings and teach?" Xander said with a smile, "Or are you here to settle our fight? Afterall, you do not like to leave a fight as a draw."

Xander lifted the bamboo staff to his shoulders and rested it there.

"They sure have," Xander grinned, "Not to sayI did not deserve them. How long did you have that knot on your head?"

He turned towards Jack, "And yes the air up here is truly refreshing."

"Glad to see you will be joining us again, Miss Tenryuu," a rumbling voice came from no where. A tall, lean man appeared with a crack like thunder, a bamboo staff making small cracks in the earth. "Morning Mr. Hotaka I see we have the beginnings of a faculty meeting in the making," the mysterious man joked. His name was Xander Fang or as he was known in the school, The Tumultuous Gate. He rested the staff against himself as he seemed to lean aganist it.

Shiro waved the sippy full of juice away as he removed his own from his jacket. He sat there eating and smiling. He leaned over with a boyish grin to whisper to Anna, the demon child, "Hey ya want soda? I can hook ya up." he took a sip from his cup and gave her a less than sly wink.

"Says who?" Shiro remarked back at 2.0, "I don't have to be what you think I have to be. I have to be what I want to be. I ain't gonna let somebody tell me what to do. So don't try to bully me into being what you think is right."

Shiro smacked 2.0 back.

"I am being respectful. So there. She's cute and smart and helpful. It's a term of endear-endearment," he replied with a chuckle.

"Just no meat, please, sweetheart," Shiro replied with a smile following after her.