Oddest of all (HIVE)

() That... Wasn't what he wanted to hear. Pix had tried being half-way decent. It stood to reason that he was replied to in kind. Yet Hydra went out of her way to be exasperating, effectively crushing Hugh's kind gesture. Making his sacrifice for naught. Something in her room is so going missing later...

Pix was aggravated now, partial to bloody-mindedness. So their search didn't get very far before he proclaimed it a failure, "Argh. Who cares where she is! This is pointless. We would just stand around misunderstanding each other anyway. Forget the stupid alien." Razin-frazin alien with the razin-frazin Nix and razin-frazin Hydra...

On the moment of theirs continious arguing,Chrissy had blocked a random classroom door entry with a tight rock wall and silently hopped on the ladder like or long table like desks to find herself on the back of this room and eyed a steady shelf full of English study books for the class.

Then after her gaze she started to mess with the books by swiftly grabbing/throwing them down one by one not really knowing why it was so necessary to do that but she felt like sort of having fun and with all the items on the floor tthe alien female took hold of the shelf up somehow ready to flung it by a wall in attempt to demolish it for like whatever reasons.

"For once? I'm the only one around here who knows what a real plan sounds like!" Hugh turned on Hydra, "Don't go getting all high-and-mighty at me. When you washed up on our doorstep, I was already a long-time senior. Still am your senior. I've been leading the fight against Titans and Nighthawks since before you were land-bound. And I! ...yeah, okay, will find that sodding alien. Just let me dump these damn decorations."

Pix ducked his head to remove the coils of Christmas lights and tinsel. Having freed himself of the mess, appropriately dumped in the middle of a hallway for someone to tread over, Pix took a step sideways, only to drag the chain with him.

>_> Son of a-!

With them under business and arguing deeply on the slight crowded and walking peoples by the hallway,a large thudding crash sound came to be unleash in a random class nearby which caught the students attention.One of persons was like making a face that represented something like a 'the heck' the crashing noises echoed a little bit and then just ceased but anyway it was obvious that the finished sound was in a nearby classroom.As in the barricaded place Chrissy stared at the wood shelf debris which she threw right on the floor and maybe on the top of somes students desk,gladly no one was there they were no victims but only a massive mess.

Ugh. His droid again? That was the programmer's fault. If Hugh didn't get credit for building her he shouldn't be getting the schtick for her foibles. Nix was liable to have a shitty attitude towards any of her masters (or so Pix had convinced himself). Didn't make a blind bit of difference if he was strict or lenient. Controlling Nix was an unfair expectation to anyone but her creator.

Faced with yet another fluent insult from Hydra, Pix folded his arms (<.<). It was time to get snarkastic, "Why don't we ask Fissure? Hey Fissure! What should we do!" He paused with a hand to his ear and looked somewhat skyward in search of an answer, "Wait, is he... not here? Damn. That's got to make leadership very difficult. Some might even go as far to see it as bad leadership." Hugh gasped, performing a shudder, "So to recap:"

"Instead of defending your own credentials, you pointed out two people you think hold more authority than me. The first being 'absent' - a difficult concept to grasp, I know - and the second bound to my every word. Which in a way speaks leagues about your own suitability for the role."

"Remind me. Is the academy looking for shoddy reasoning and bogus deductions? Duuuh. I no know." It was at that moment a ruckus emanated from the academy's woodshop room. Energised by his ranting session, Pix wasted no time and tried to enter the classroom. A weight prevented the door from being levered open. So instead he broke his body apart into single pixels and slipped beneath it. Screw whatever Hydra planned to do.

"Oi! Codename Bereft. Stop enacting out our fantasies and come with me. The Headmistress will sort out your language problem once and for all." () His speech was accompanied by summoning hand gestures. If need be he'd drag Chrissy there himself. Well... not himself, but he'd certainly order HIVE soldiers to do that himself.

At first nobody seemed to hang aroudn but then the..how could we say that? oh yeah 'pixelating dude' crossed the bottom edge of the blocked door entry still trying to sound succesful with his English words and wad of hands positions that Chrissy didnt felt to care about and having no understanding of that either.Overall the door came to break down by Hydra's punching rythm,making still a huge arguing session with Pix about whatever it semed to be,the alien creature had the point of recognizing more theirs behaviors than anything else,causing her to react a bit in the bored way..in short she had officially a bored face.

"Yeah. Right..." (T_T) Pix didn't dare to turn around. He knew Hydra had caused more damage by busting through the blockade. Ooo, they were gonna get it for that. But at least she had, y'know, followed him into action. That was the first step in convincing her who was in charge around here.

The alien showed no signs of understanding. Hugh sighed, acutely aware that this would have to be done the hard way. To the Headmistress' office is was, "Okay. You grab her legs, I've got arms. And... I can so be scary." The pixels in his face began to randomise.

Spoiler:

"We ever fight any nerds, this'll give 'em nightmares." Yay, a joke after all this tension. Time to manhandle a dangerous and potentially violent alien across campus.

On the first move of Pix weird..well 'pixelation' on the i guess we could say shrinking style,the greeny skinned lizard female just stared at him for somes mere seconds till the careful side of ydra had popped out.Even with the stretched Atlatean girl's hand to Chrissy it felt like..more a salutation gesture that only made the outerspace creature to respond back by shaking Hydra's hand quickly and then didnt do much except bouncing off backwardly to have a limit of approach from them..strangely.

Destruction. Chaos. This was more like it. As much as Jemmy loved such things, there had to be a limit to how much chaos occurred in this school. After all, most of these students were fragile little things, and wouldn't survive if the base flooded.

Jemmy was still wearing white clown makeup and a painted red nose. As always, she was holding a red balloon in one hand.

The little green one seemed to be the cause of all of this, so Jemmy walked up to her. She then magically granted Chrissy the ability to understand and speak English. "Hello there. I know you can understand me now. I am Shivering Jemmy, and this is my school. Would you mind telling me why you are breaking things?"


Jemmy looked at Hydra and Pix quickly and narrowed her eyes. She was letting them know that they would need to explain their part in this fiasco. But that would come later.

It was Hydra's turn to try her hand at implementing a plan. Pix stood aside, silently hoping she'd fail. Schadenfreude was a personal freedom, after all. It was in the American Constitution and everything – possibly. Hugh was sure his dad had mentioned it at some point. Or that could have been a dream. Flying toasters exist – right?

To his satisfaction, the alien only shook Hydra's hand. Pix laughed out loud at the tomfoolery of it all, “We don't need to scare it, huh? You've got sharks teeth! Why the hell did you smile? We might as well just made stabbing motions.” This could take all day. It was time to drag that lizard kicking and hissing to the Headmistresses feet – about four feet behind them.

Uh-oh.

“Headmistress!” Pix struggled for an action. Did they bow? Stamp to attention? Hit the deck? Irish dance? Curtsey? In the end he settled for a simple salute.