Dire Wolf Devil
𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓔𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻.
Red looked scared around, not sure where to head next, gate behind her was closed so that it only opened when someone entered from it whitout keycard, that was needed to leave. After moment, she started slowly head towards school.Taka kept his eyes peeled, though he hadn't sensed the dire devil anywhere. Was. . . Taka lied to? No. . . No, he couldn't have been. He heard several students mumble about how they'd seen a boy that matched him top to toe. Not to mention, said male seemed to be acting off.
"Ah, you Irish/Scottish mutt, I know you're here somewhere. . ." Takahiro muttered, although he'd eventually give up his search as he went to drop his bags off in his room. He was tired of lugging them around, anyways.
Before wolfboy get to end his sentence, Briana threw punch towards his stomach. (even if you block it, it gonna hurt. It's not vault breaking punch, but not friendly too.)
"Go cry to someone who cares." After punch she prepared to either block or punch again.Daggett didn't block, but he did pivot on his foot so the punch was flung past him. He was fast, not as fast as Taka, but he was definitely quick on his feet. Noted, however, berserkers were known to be tanks. So a single punch, no matter how hard, would not effect him as bad as a. . . Dare I say, "regular".
"Wasn't crying." Daggett grinned, neck popping as he propped his arm against the lockers beside him. "You seem to have easy buttons to push." He pointed out. He could relate. After all, anger could be a perfect weapon if controlled. Before another blow could be tossed, the wolf pushed off of the locker - eyes now holding a blaze about them.