Issue 1 Downtime

An angry Winn storms across the campus grounds, struggling to light her cigarette as she walks.

Gate... good! Garden... good! Beach- this isn't the beyyooooshit! People over the campus would probably get a glimpse of Paul as he popped in and out of various locations. None, however, would get as good a look as Winn as he suddenly popped out right ahead of her in her path.

A surprised Winn did the only sensible thing she could think of and immediately threw a punch.

And Paul hit the ground. "Ow! What the fuck!" he shouted, holding his hand over his eye.

"Whattya mean 'what the fuck'?" Winn snaps at him. "Don't jump out at people like that, jackass. You're lucky I didn't knee you in the balls."

"What, do you always just punch people that are in front of you, you crazy bitch!?"

And that's when Winn throws another punch.

Paul took the punch, not really expecting this turn of events. "Oh fuck you!" he shouted, trying to shove her over. Can you hit a girl that keeps punching you?

Winn falls to the ground, her cigarette dropping into dirt, she swears and starts to get back to her feet.

"Come on then," Winn says, her voice venomous. She raises her fists up in front of her face. "I'll kick you ass through the hedge maze and back again."

"What the fuck is your problem, you crazy bitch!" Paul shot back, looking uncertain if he should proceed, but not about to back down now. Shit. Now I've done it...

There were quite a few she could have picked from, but instead Winn dashed forward and swung wildly at Paul.

Fuck it. And Paul ran at Winn, swinging just as wildly.

Clearly, he'd never been in a fight before.

WInn had been in a fight, but self-preservation wasn't her style. Plus, Paul had reach on her. His punch hit her in the jaw and she stumbled to the side briefly before managing to get her balance back.

With a angry yell and wild eyes, she jumped at Paul.

Paul wasn't particularly invested in this fight. He'd much rather have gotten it finished quickly and gotten away. But after the incident in the lunch room, he wasn't about to run again.

All this was going through his mind when Winn tackled him. He reached up, trying to push her off, hitting her if she made him, which all things considered, she probably did.

Strolling along the grounds smoking her own cigarette, Anika pauses as she sees the two fighting. "Aww come on, really? That's so adorable." She says aloud to no one in particular as she approaches.

Paul managed to get Winn off him with some effort and a few good hits (though she gave as good as she got). Getting up onto her hands and knees, she spit blood onto the mud.

That, more than anything, creeped Paul out for some reason. Sloooowly he started scooting himself away from the girl, kind of acting like she was a wild animal that wouldn't spring until he made a sudden move.

"So do you two come out here often to flirt like this? It's pretty damn funny, I have to admit." She speaks up taking a drag from her cigarette with a smirk.

"Fuck off," Winn says to Anika. She wipes her face with her jacket sleeve, but only succeeds in smearing mud all over the side of her face. "Or I'll wipe the smirk off your face for good, you annoying little bitch."

"What the fuck is your problem!? Lay the fuck off already!"

"You've got attitude. I like that." She says without much reaction being called a bitch. Been called worse. "You should get more creative with your threats though. So what the hell is the problem here? He cheating on you or something?"

"He annoyed me," Winn says. "A quality the two of you share."

"You strike me as the type of person to get annoyed by most people." She takes another drag, still a bit of a smirk on her face.

"You strike me as someone who mistakes bullshit for wisdom and maturity," Winn says.

She looks between the two. "Are you two finished already? It was just getting good."

In response, Winn spits at Anika.

Obviously, this does not make Anika very happy. The smirk on her face leaves and there is a faint flicker of a fire in her eyes. "You really are looking to fight, aren't you?"

"Not originally," Winn says. "But there's something about your face that makes me want to smash it into the ground."

Well, this isn't good...

Paul looked around him while the girls bickered until he finally spotted what he needed. Before Winn could attack the other girl, he threw out a portal under her feet, dumping the other end out into a tree.

Falling through the portal and into a tree was surprising, but WInn was nimble and pissed off. She painfully crashed through some smaller branches before she managed to grab hold of a larger one and swing to the ground.

Winn slams her fist into the tree hard. The bark cuts into her knuckles, drawing blood.

"A teleporter? Fuck, no wonder you're such a coward," Winn says. "Either one of you or both at once. I don't care."

She has a crazy look in her eyes. This wasn't going to end well for someone.

"No, I'm just sick of you crazy bitches. Fuck off and go be someone else's latest mistake or something."

"You have some serious issues, kid." She says to Winn. Taking one last drag of her cigarette, she clutches it in her hand and incinerates it. These seems to calm her apparently and she looks back to Winn. "You've got a lot to learn if you think fights will be the solution to everything in your life. I pity you." With that, she turns to walk away. You don't want to hurt her, Anika. Just leave.

Never one to be above childish responses, Winn picks up a rock and throws it at Anika.

The rock hits Anika in the back of the head, and she stops dead in her tracks. She doesn't turn around. Her hands are now balled into fists and fire begins swirling around them. What's worse? She doesn't say a word, she just stands there.

One...

Winn grins at the sight of the fire, "Oh, look. It's the little match girl. How cute."

She puts her fists up. She had crazy eyes, a wild grin, and blood and mud smeared all over her face. She was not exactly the picture of mental health at the moment.

The fire grows a bit stronger. If one looks closely, they may notice that it has formed around her knuckles almost as if creating a set of brass knuckles, only you know...fire. She keeps her back turned, trying to control her breathing.

Two...

Paul looked around, trying furiously to figure out a way to stop this from going down.

And Winn charges at Anika, rushing recklessly into an obvious danger she had no way of defending against.

Brilliant, Winn.

Paul took his opening, throwing up a portal in Front of Winn to redirect her. He didn't have anywhere in particular in mind, he just threw the other end up about ten feet away, coming out a random direction.

Three.

The fire dissipates from her fists. Apparently she was just focused on calming down. She finally turns around in time to see the portal thrown up in front of Winn.