With his brown and black colored bag slung over his shoulder, Mavryk changed his pace from a walk to a trot. He didn't want to be late, but another reason was they were going to be studying on the verandah, and it was really windy. He would probably be fine with the wind if he were out and flying along the sky, but no, he was in this school.

Soon he was at the verandah and gave a nod of greeting to the teacher, Mr. Donovan. He turned his head to look at the seats on the verandah. The seats that were kind of shielded away from the wind were taken by other students, so he decided to stay in a seat behind the first row of seats. Why did Mr. Donovan choose to make cla$$ here? Today?

As the twins continued to walk past the halls of the school, the wind began to pick up. Maksis forced open the door at the end of the hall, using most of his strength from the fiere wind. He held it open for Taylor as she walked out and it slammed shut behind them when he released it. Taylor's hair began to whip wildly around her face and Maksis's eyes began to tear up.

"Man, this is harsh," he stated and Taylor cast him a look. He grinned and closed his eyes. Taylor's hair still wove through the wind, but it wasn't as harsh. Of course, they were concealed only within a tight bubble of calm air that Maksis could manifest. The wind was too strong for him to control a wider area.

"Let's hurry," he said and Taylor obliged. They jogged their way over to the verandah and Maksis let up his small shield reluctantly. Taylor spit out a few locks of her hair that had blown into her mouth. The two hurried under the structure with Taylor having her brows arched. She could not believe that this thing was holding up in the wind or that this crazy teacher was making them do this at all. They took a seat where the cluster of students had formed, hoping to still find a warm spot. Taylor plopped down next to Mavryk with Maksis to her right.

Finding herself stuck in between Maksis and Brennan, Nikki sighed. "Sure thing," she said in a flat tone, scowling a the wind that was whipping her blonde hair around her head. "Sweet mother of all dragons," the irate girl hissed as her head was slammed against the wooden pillar behind her by the wind, wincing as that harsh movement created a particularlly raw spot on the crown of her head. Shaking her head roughly Nikki thanked her swift healing abilities and tried to concentrate on Mr. Donovan's teaching, though it was kind of difficult trying to hear him over the wind. Even with her heightened hearing.

And especially when there were various trees flitting around in the wind, their branches waving wildly. Snorting as a particularly large oak thumped past the verandah, wondering if she ought to tell the teacher or enjoy the wild outdoors. "Maksis, Taylor?" she asked in a hushed voice, lifting an eyebrow. "Have you noticed...those new flying objects?" 

Mavryk quickly pulled out a pen and notebook from his backpack, holding on to them tightly for fear that the wind would blow them out from his hands. Or at least, blow the pen from his hand. He dropped his backpack in between his feet and set his things on his desk, at the same time trying to listen to what Mr. Donovan was saying.

He growled in annoyance as a leaf flew into his hair. Flicking it away, he hoped that no one had noticed that. Sighing, he rested his elbow on his desk and planted his chin on his hand.

Taylor clined her head toward Nikki as she heard her name being addressed. She poked Maksis with the tip of her pencil, but he was already looking outside. Various large objects were flying through the torrent of the wind; most of them able to harm the students if they flew at them. "Maks," Taylor said softly and he nodded slightly to her.

Maksis flicked his finger under the desk and closed his eyes, leaving them only in slight slits. The wind began to quiet down, but he made sure that the process went along slowly. His brows knit together as he focused and he inclined his head down, letting his head fall in his face to cover his ex
pression.

Samantha walked calmly against the wind. Even though it took some effort to get through it, she managed to brace herself enough. She then realized that it was also slowing down a little.

"How pleasant, the wind dies down as I walk through." she murmured to herself. She hustled along to Mr. Donovan's cl*censored* since the wind had held her back a few minutes. She couldn't be much later or else she'd get a tardy slip. Quietly opening the door and slipping into her seat, she opened her notebook to record what the teacher was saying.

OoC; Sorry for not posting. I was at a retreat for two and a half days.

BiC;

Seeley literally slid on to the verandah, moments after clas.s started. "Sorry Mr. Donovan, forgot we had clas.s here today" He squinted a bit trying to fight the wind, wihich seemed to have calmed down quite a bit, an find a place to sit. Settling for a spot far away from everyone he tried to pay attention to his work, and not be distracted by how perfect today would be for flying...