The road to hell is build by parents with good intentions

[Coren]

]Coren took advantage of Alea's confusion to pull himself back to his feet and taking a few steps back from her. Trying to get some distance between the now confused alea and him. He might not have seen her for a while, but he doubted she was calmed down enough to not fly towards him in a rage in just a few moments when she finally got her little brain wrapped around what happened. So he decided that trying to talk her out of this pointless and idiotic fight would be the best thing to do. Before coren could catch his breath and begin trying to start the doomed attempt of trying to pacify alea an all to familiar voice spoke up. "What in morwens name did you do!" His father spoke in a horrified voice. his mind already having connected the dots. Coren took his gaze away from Alea and looked towards his parents. Just in time to see his mother stomp towards him, her face red in fury and punched him in the face as hard as she could. Coren was a bit to stunned by the recent development and by the fact he had lost himself so completely he used magic in a public space... in front of his parents no less. That he didn't think about dodging the punch of his mother and landed once more on the ground. "Thats what you have been doing!?" His mother began screeching at him. Not caring about the crowd. "How long have you been hiding that from us! What made you think it was a good idea to learn something like THAT at all" His mother took a step closer for what was probably another punch or something like that but was stopped by his father who took the irrate woman by the shoulders. Trying to keep this from growing to an even bigger disaster. "Keli, there are people watching." He said in a stern tone. Before setteling his gaze on his wayward son. Coren immediately preferred the rage of his mother instead of this freezing glare of disapproval and contempt.

[Alea Davenport]

Okay, his father isn't yelling... wait, WHAT? That woman just hit Coren? That's MY job! Oh, there's the yelling... It was far too late to hope that Alea might consider the consequences of her actions. The time for that was before Coren had entered the room. In a blinding rage, Alea leaped over Coren (not even hearing the scandalized "Alea!" from her mother) and tackled the woman who called herself his mother. The intent had been to knock her to the ground, so that Alea could have the woman at her mercy, but the other man managed to steady Alea's target.

Before Alea had a chance to recover herself for a second attack, she felt two pairs of arms grab her and pull her back. She struggled furiously. "Alea, stop!" her father commanded, to no effect, while her mother wondered aloud, "What is wrong with you?" It was a difficult struggle, but even when she wrenched her arm out of the iron grip of one of her parents, she could never get out of the other one before the first parent got another hold. If only there weren't two of them! She was sure she could break free!

After a bit of fruitless struggling, Alea stood still for a bit, catching her breath. If she was going to escape soon enough to be able to do anything, she would need to conserve her strength, and take her parents by surprise. As her father apologized to Coren's parents ("We're sorry, we don't know what came over her), Alea watch them as well, and Coren, trying to make sense of how the fight between Alea and Coren had turned into something much scarier between Coren and his parents. Alea still hadn't realized what Coren had done.

OOCMy imagined scenario:
Coren: I hit you with magic.
Alea: I've seen animals turn into people and back. I'm not impressed by your magic.
Please let us make this happen

[Coren]

“It isn't your fault,” Coren's father quickly interjected after he and alea's parents managed to pull her off keli without to much fuss, he continued in an apologetic tone as his gaze refused to look on his wayward son. “It isn't as if we have had better luck at controlling our … charge” he stopped himself, unwilling to even acknowledge the young man lying prone on the ground before him as his family. “Both me and my wife probably should apologize instead. We did get your hopes up that you would be able to marry your daughter to a decent man. I never thought that he was such a fool and bereft of morals to turn himself to those studies.” After he told his piece he finally looked at his son. Not a trace of warmth or compassion in his gaze, his mother didn't even give him a look. Settling to give alea a disproving stare. “I don't know what we ever failed to warn you about getting tied up in that mess you are in now. But I do know that somebody like you isn't welcome anymore near my family or anybody even related to me. I might not be able to get you thrown out of the hold in a formal manner, but I do know enough people that would gather behind me to make your life very unpleasant if you ever dare to show your face in the hold.” His father said in a cold and level voice. Regarding as some kind of infectious plague. The icy words of his father and the silent agreement of his mother felt as a dagger being rammed inside his chest. He wanted to scream at his father that he wasn't a fool or a sociopath just because he chose to devote his life to the study of magic. When his father delivered the final line it felt as if that dagger had been wrenched in the wound before pulling it out. But it didn't take very long before that pain got dulled by the anger that slowly began bubbling up inside him. He did his best to give his parents what they wanted. Tried everything to let them keep their peace of mind and keep what he wanted to learn and become secret from almost everybody and as soon as he set a step out of line they drop him like a bad habit! He began to slide his astral body back into his arm. Making sure to do it on the safe, but slow way fingertips first and working up to the mayor joints. He doubted he would be needing to fight anymore at this moment. He clambered to his feet. “You know what, Fine!” Coren snarled out as he glared at both his parents. “I won't show up at skyglow hold, I won't even talk to you two after this. But you two better keep an eye out for yourself. Because I won't let this slide and you two will have to pay your dues for throwing me out like a piece of garbage.” He took a step closer to his parents. Who took an instinctive step back just from the fear what a mage could do.

oocOverly dramatic melodrama ahoy and sure I'll see what I can do

[Alea Davenport]

'Those studies?' Ha! I KNEW reading books was a waste of time! Eat it, library man! Still... his parents seemed to be overreacting just a little. Sure, reading books was boring as petch, but was that really a reason to disown the guy? For a moment, she almost felt sorry for the guy, but she shook it off quickly. This was her nemesis! There was only one thing to do with nemesises...nemeses...neme-rivals!

Then Coren started trying to threaten his parents, and Alea struggled to stifle laughter, not entirely succeeding (Coren? As if that wimp could threaten anyone.. Most people seemed not to notice, since they were much more focused on the events unfolding between Coren and his parents. Alea was more interested in showing everyone that Coren could not possibly be considered a threat, and in showing Coren that not even family drama would spare Coren from Alea's revenge!

While her parents were distracted by the dawning realization of exactly what Coren was, Alea rammed both of her elbows backward, ramming each parent in the gut as hard as she could. It did not slow them down much, since her aim was terrible and she couldn't get much force behind it, but if nothing else, the fact that she would attack her own parents shocked them enough for her to wrench free.

Whereupon she immediately jumped on Coren's back (possibly even knocking him over again if she were lucky), and shouted, "Did I say we were done? We are still fighting!" Her parents were either too slow or too horrified to stop her. She gripped Coren's midsection tightly with her legs to avoid being thrown off, and she put her hands around his throat, trying (with her weak little fingers) to throttle him. If she could manage to suffocate him until he was unconscious, she might consider her revenge complete. Until then, he was hers to beat up.

[Coren]

Whatever coren had expected to happen. Alea jumping on his back and trying to trottle him while screaming they weren't done wasn't very high on that list however. “Alea, stop acting like a bloody child.” He said in a pissed voice as he stadied himself under the sudden weight. As he began swatting her hands away. He might have put a seed of fear in his parents with his act before this. But now, he would be lucky if they wouldn't be persuading people to screw his life over just to mess with him. “You got till my patience runs out to get of my back.” coren warned her as he once again let his djed surge towards his right arm and pushed it out, this time not really caring much about how safely he pushed his Astral body out, he still did it from body to the tips of his fingers but he did it as soon as he could without actually ripping it off.it wasn't as if he still hadn't accepted that he would lose control over that arm eventually. He didn't even feel his right arm He reached behind him with his projected limb. Feeling around a bit to see where alea's throath was before finding it after a few moments and wrapped his astral hand around it. He gave it a firm squeeze as a warning and let his projected limb linger. It would feel weird to alea, there was nothing she could touch or see that was touching her, but she still felt something. “Get off now alea. Or you will be hurting.”

[Alea Davenport]

Alea was nothing if not stubbron; when Coren warned her to get off or else, she knew that was the last thing she would do while still consious. If Coren's threat were any indication, the weird pressure on the back of her neck was somehow his doing. But he had to know that she wouldn't be intimidated by cheap tricks like that. Holding back a giggle, she whispered in his ear, low enough that hopefully the onlookers couldn't hear, "You think pain will stop me? I thought you knew me better than that."

However, in a rare moment of sense, it occured to her that mayyybe trying to kill Coren in the middle of a crowd-that included her parents no less-was not quite the best idea ever. Still, she couldn't just give up. Her parents wouldn't stay confused at her behavior forever, and when they recovered from the shock of their daughter behaving in such a way, they would make Alea's life very...annoying. This line of thought granted her an idea. She should keep everyone confused for as lng as possible. Then maybe she would have time to try to understand what was happening.

A couple of possibilities flitted through her mind, but finally she settled on the one that, she hoped, would get her point across most clearly. Raising her voice so that the crowd could hear, she said, "I don't get how you people can fail to understand how much I hate this guy." That being said, she tugged at Coren's mask as hard as she could, trying to rip it off. She held onto it tightly; even if Coren managed to throw her off, he would have a hard time prying her fingers off his mask.

[Coren]

Coren didn't give her the dignity of a response to her barb, if she didn't let go because of the pain he would simply choke her untill she either let go or fell unconcious and finally let go! Coren's eyes widened in shock as he felt his mask slip away, he tried to grip it and keep it in front of his face but alea's nimble fingers easely snatched it away from his face. “Give that back you brat!” Coren roared in fury and his projected right hand that used to have a light pressure on her throath suddenly clamped down like a vice, coren doing his very best to choke the life out of her, nobody took his bloody mask away from him. He angrely tried to grab his mask at the same time, while his hood covered a part of his face in its shadows, anybody who wasn't half blind could see that the young man hadn't anything wrong with his face that would be worth wearing a mask over. His face looked well almost boringly plain. His parents however just shook their head, his father spat at the young man before they both left their son alone with his troubles.

[Alea Davenport]

When the pressure increased on her throat, Alea knew she didn't have time to wonder how it was happening. She just knew she had to do something before the breathing difficulties made her too weak to fight. Her throat was starting to hurt, in a way that reminded her of the previous season, when any attempt at speech had induced a painful coughing fit. The thought of being reduced to that again made her angry, and her anger gave her a single-minded sort of clarity. This was somehow Coren's fault, and she had to stop him. Not stop what he was doing, she couldn't do that without knowing what he was doing. But stop him, remove his ability to function or think or do anything that might possibly threaten her.

Wrapping one arm firmly around his neck, to keep herself steady and give her something to brace against (and choke Coren a little), she raised her other arm and rammed her elbow into his skull as hard and as fast as she could, as many times as she could, until either he somehow managed to throw her off (though she would hold on tightly, since she could do more damage at this range), or until he stopped being a threat. For good measure, she bit down on a lock of his hair, near the scalp, and tugged intermittently.

[Coren]

]Coren growled in annoyance and pain as the little cretin managed to throw his hood of and begin pulling and biting on his hair. He began trying to pull the arm alea had slung around his neck away with his working left arm. Keeping the pressure on alea's throat. When she decided to ram her elbow in the back of his head as much as she liked he let out a pained growl. Couldn't that little brat just can her childish behavior already? He struggled for a few moments to throw the annoying little cretin off his back but she was hanging on like a tick to a mut. After his failed attempt he just stopped trying to shake her off and just jumped backwards landing hard on his back, trying to crush alea between him and the hard ground. Whatever the effect on alea. The impact on the hard ground rattled coren's already rattled mind from alea's blows to the back of his head and after a few moments lying on his back tried to roll off alea, hoping that she finally had let go.

[Alea Davenport]

The weight of Coren's body crushing her was sudden, and Alea lost track of everything else as she struggled to free herself. She gasped for air when he finally rolled off her. She leaped up immediately upon regaining her breath, ready in case he tried to attack her again. But after a few seconds of her not trying to damage him, Coren just left.

Alea stood still for another chime, not quite sure how to react. Had she won the fight? She'd assumed that had been a tie, and that fighting would resume from square one... Her confusion was interrupted (or exacerbated) by her parents; her mother embracing her and her father clapping her on the shoulder.

Her father gave one of his rare smiles that crinkled his eyes and he said, "I'm so proud of you. You've learned to defend yourself like a true Denvali." Alea was still dazed from trying to recover her breath, and having all this positive attention from parents who used to do nothing but nag. That was fighting like a true Denvali? She could have swore that was fighting like a crazy person, but hey, she'd take what she could get.

After catching her breath and reassuring her parents that she was indeed capable of living to fight another day, she escaped their clutches and noticed that Coren had wandered off, as had much of the Vantha crowd. She was not about to let Coren get away again. She chased after him, catching up with him outside, in the slightly less pubic scene of the middle of a street. Well, the people were a bit father off at least, instead of all in one room. They'd see a fight if it broke out, but might be less inclined to stop and watch...

"Coren!" she declared. "This isn't over."