New Divide

New Divide: 49

 Wincing as something literally fell in front of her, Margo looked down. One minute she was walking around the grounds of the mansion, minding her own business. The next thing she knows there's something falling from above and landing in a rather ungraceful heap in front of her.

Stepping back she tilted her head to the side. Crouching down she took her hands out of her pockets and tapped the dark haired form in front of her, who as yet still hadn't moved. “Oi, you all right there mate?” The figure gave a twitch before pushing itself up onto its elbows. Margo smiled, “Good to see you're still moving. You had quite the fall,” she looked up at the roof and frowned. There was something else up there, which caused her to stand up and crane her neck up again.

“Push, you mean push.”

“Right,” Margo stepped back and simply moved away from the boy who was still grumbling to himself. She had no idea how he survived a fall from the roof. Perhaps it was something to do with his mutation? She honestly didn't know. “Hey! Why are you going around shoving people off of roof tops, Hank?” Margo stayed hovering with her arms crossed though she held her hands up in defence from the look she received from him. “Hey, it's all right. That kid piss you off? Sure, but I’m just asking, Hank...Hank?” Hank's sudden fluctuation in temperament wasn't an unknown thing. It wasn't exactly something either her or Charles openly bought up. But he did have moments of being the sweetest person on the planet and then shifting to perhaps the angriest. It was the latter of the two which seemed to confront her.

Margo backed up slowly before gradually travelling downwards. Stopping at a window she promptly knocked on it. She had to knock a few times before it was opened. Charles smiled at her yet looked stern all at the same time.

“I'm in a lesson, Margo what is it?”

“Well, you see-” Margo started and didn't exactly get to finish her sentence before having to suddenly jolt away from the window and try and stop the sudden flight of Hank, who seemed to be having one hell of a tantrum and seemed to want to take it out on the poor kid down below. The boy had now stood up looking around dazed, little did he know about the peeved off blue furred male who was determined on getting to him.

Having to suddenly stop the free fall of her friend however caused the two of them to slip through the air. Margo was briefly aware of Charles calling out to them both as they moved away and down to the ground below.

Landing awkwardly on her shoulder Margo winced. She shot up and pushed the kid aside though and held a hand out freezing Hank on the spot. “Listen, whatever he said to you just let it go. Chasing him down isn't going to achieve anything, nor is beating him senseless. I’m going to let you go, and we're going to return to your lab, yeah?” Margo slowly lowered her hand and got subjected to being roughly shoved aside, Hank didn't get much further though before falling to the ground.

Pushing herself up she looked over her shoulder, “What did you do?!” She exclaimed out of breath and highly confused.

“Knocked him out, he will be fine. He may wake up and have a splitting headache, but I think he can live with that.” Charles explained from the doorway.

Margo sat and brushed dirt off of her knees and hands before standing up and helping the kid up. “You all right?” He shakily nodded his head before she patted him on the shoulder and watched him potter off. Looking down at Hank, Margo frowned. “What did he say to you?” She rolled her shoulder in the socket while looking up as a few students appeared to help carry him back inside.

“How're you?” Charles asked while she trudged up the stairs.

“I've had worse. Though I have to admit he is really packing some strength there.” Margo winced at the twinge her shoulder gave. “Better me than the kid, I think one shove would have done some serious damage to the poor boy.”