That'd certainly be an option, and not one he objects to at all! He can put his name in for consideration if that comes up, if she'd like?

Yeah! He's already doing teacher/ guardian meetings, so.

He sends an agreement, and a reminder she can talk to him about anything, and also a note he'll let her know as soon as he hears an update about all the legal issues.

Thanks.

And back into the school routine.

They get told to have a demonstration for the class ready by the end of the semester in magic class. They can work individually or in teams, and the big thing their professor's looking for here is creativity and stretching their limits - with an eye to safety, of course.

Still, it'll be hard to do poorly on this, and she's available to help.

She heads over to Raine and Mal after class. "Do you guys wanna team up with me?" she asks. "We've got pretty different magic styles, but that'd be neat." And they're already her friends, too.

"Works for me. Usual place to brainstorm?"

"Yeah!"

Brainstorming goes well.

It's when Loki meets up with her magic-class friends for lunch that things turn sour.

Namely, there's a boy, maybe sixteen or seventeen, somewhat aggressively in Mal's space. His words are muffled and hard to make out, but he sounds angry.

Mal does not look like she's having a good time, and is glancing down and away, hunched in on herself.

Raine is walking over quickly from across the room. It's rather large, though, and there's students in the way -

So Loki's going to get there first.

"Hey! Leave her alone!" she shouts, before she's even close enough to hear what he's saying. It doesn't matter, anyways.

She's rather quickly in both teens' space, moving to shove the guy away from Mal.

Given she's an Asgardian, this is a rather hard shove.

He staggers back a bit, but doesn't go flying like some humans would. "The hell? - Oh, the new kid." He scowls at her. "What're you doing hanging around with a human like her, anyways? Or didn't she tell you?"

"Quentin, drop it. Loki, it's fine, he didn't hurt me."

"Drop it? You don't belong here, and your whole kind's a danger - "

"Shut. Up."

There's something odd beating in Loki's chest. Anger, maybe.

He steps closer to her. "Look, kid, maybe you don't read the news, but the humans - they've been killing freaks like us. Jumbo Carnation's death was last week. You really gonna stand up for a human?"

"I don't like bullies."

She wants him away from her - her intent's not firmed, but magic's lying to the universe and Loki tells such pretty stories that surely the universe can fill in the details -

Nope! She's not going to be taking any actions at all, actually.

Loki stops breathing.

"The hell did you do, Quentin?" Mal demands, stepping forward, the little bits of technology she keeps attached to her backpack starting to hum.

"She was attacking me - "

"Which you knew... How?" a voice - five voices, barely distinct, speaking at once - asks. Five identical blonde girls walk up, their steps in beat.

The hold on Loki releases.

Loki screams.

Unless Quentin has some other weird tricks, he's going flying.

It's really more like skidding. Top tier telekinetic, hello.

Still, he's shaken.

"Sophie," he says, directing his gaze at the foremost of the five girls. "Look, I was just talking to the human girl - "