The Academy (Angel)

[LadyLoki]

Harrison Reynolds was sitting behind his desk, reading through some test papers that he was supposed to be grading. Harrison was a teacher at St. Vincent's Academy, a school for gifted students. Many of their students were gifted in multiple areas, particularly music. Harrison served as a piano teacher, and he worked with some of the other students as their accompaniment. He was also in charge of the discipline that took place in the school, and he was expecting one of his students shortly. Why, Harrison didn't know just yet. He was hoping for an explanation from one of his best students. Harrison expected better, and he was planning on tanning that little bottom bright red because he did not tolerate misbehavior.

[Angel]

Before too long, a knock came at his door.

Dressed in his school uniform, and with his ginger locks tied back into a fancy ponytail, Tyler Abbey stood outside... Scuffed up, and with a black eye. Needless to say, the little spitfire had gotten into a fight with some of the other students. Particularly over some scathing accusations of him spending time under Harrison's desk to keep his grades up. Tyler was an excellent student, and a staunch defender of his own honor!

[LadyLoki]

Harrison glanced upward, before opening the door and stepping aside so Tyler could enter his office. He sighed at the bruised little face, shaking his head. "Mr. Abbey, I believe we've discussed fighting numerous times, haven't we?" Harrison asked, crossing his arms and standing over the younger male. "What was the reason this time?" He questioned, raising a brow at the gifted little student. "You could have gotten yourself seriously hurt, not to mention whoever you were fighting."

[Angel]

The boy refused to look at Harrison, though that only let the man see how roughed up he was. His lip, very clearly, had been bleeding at some point.

"The idiots were taunting me. Telling me that the only reason I received good marks was because I 'spent time under your desk' and other stupid things. I snapped."

[LadyLoki]

"I see." Harrison said after a moment, sighing. "And why didn't you just come get me, or another one of your teachers?" He asked, placing a hand on Tyler's face and tilting it upward to gauge the amount of damage. "You know what happens to students who fight, don't you Tyler?"

[Angel]

The black eye certainly wasn't pretty; It stood out vibrantly on Tyler's otherwise pale, freckled face. It would take some icing to reduce the swelling.

The fox, ears flattened, pouted, and didn't answer. He really didn't want to.

[LadyLoki]

"I expect an answer, Mr. Abbey." Harrison said firmly, raising a brow. "We're going to need to visit the nurse to get some ice to put on your eye to help with the bruising. "We'll handle that as soon as we handle your punishment."

[Angel]

"Don't want to." he mumbled, pouting. "You already know the answer."

[LadyLoki]

"I expect to hear it from your mouth Tyler." Harrison said sternly. "You're only going to make it worse for yourself if you keep being stubborn."

[Angel]

The fox boy pouted heavily, and grumbled a little.

"They get punished." he finally spoke.