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With a growl, Jericho slammed the window shut and this time, he kept his hands firmly set onto the window sill. The urge to either headbutt or deck the drunk Siren was growing steadily in the back of his mind.

"WHAT NOW!? HUH! HUH!?" he taunted, as if daring Isra to try and open it now.

Riley slumped down into a seat nearby, heedless of who sat in it, just staring as Israfel ripped through the entire cabin and opened every window. Was this real life?

A chill burst through the cabin, and Riley pulled her knees up and wrapped her arms around him.

Great. Now I'm cold. Cold and ropeless.

This thought was directed to whoever she had just slumped against, though she didn't bother looking.

After his little hit and miss issue, he decided that there were simply too many students trying to attack the thing that he truly didn't matter what he did. He'd leave it up to them or something. Besides, fighting something that tiny was a bit sad...

Seeing how the Raum attacked it and sent it bopping about was interesting but he looked down at where he had landed, close by where the Envy demon was. "Good job." He guessed, since it was still standing and not passed out, which he would have figured logical. It seemed rather spry, that thing.

But then.. ah yes, it wouldn't be school if there weren't those touched with that lovely vice he called insanity. There so needed to be an avarice demon of insanity... would explain the idiocy he was seeing. Though, on the one hand, one of them was drunk but what was the other's excuse? Brain damage? Their shouting was making his headache worse than ever and since it was pounding, he didn't hear any mental messages about rope or whatnot. If he had, he would have considered getting some to tie a few boils up ><.

When Israfel started opening windows, he watched him come over his way. Shifting just a bit, he glared at the drunk boil. "Don't even think about touching my window. Period." The cold was annoying, but he could deal with it. The noise right now? Not so much. "So free things elsewhere..." Typically he wasn't one for bad moods but headaches tended to really set him into a sour disposition. Though it seemed now someone was in his seat. Ah well..

Slowly, Jericho pushed himself back to his feet. Incredibly irritable right now and feeling frigid, he glared over at Israfel who had reopened the original window of conflict. No doubt the train would have been set ablaze if his abilities weren't blocked for he'd be spewing flames out of pure anger.

Huffing and puffing, he didn't charge this time, but stomped on over to the Siren. First, he slammed the window shut. Then, he went on to finally punch the other student in the face, sending him back against the wall.

"Your free bird can burn for all I care."

((Vamps gave me permission to auto/gm the punch.))

Riley stilled, then straightened in her seat, as Jericho delivered the punch. She knew this was going to turn physical, but she didn't expect it to be so one-sided. She thought she was about to see some wrestling, or something, at least. Perhaps tumbling of some sort. Shirts being ripped off in the fray and whatnot. The momentary silence that seemed to follow Jericho's hit was startling.

And, then she got over it.

With an airy grace, she stood, turned, and shut the window in her own aisle. There, warmer already. She moved along the rest of the aisles, effectively disregarding the two boils and their scuffle, and shut some of the windows with a long reach.