Well, it's been a hundred thirty years, maybe things have gotten better. And it is very well-written.

He's got a little while before Uamok's circle will be over; he wanders through the stacks for a few minutes, but ends up going back out into the yard to see if anything interesting is going on.

Uamok is having a huge fight with another female! The teachers are trying to break it up.

-he casts, twice, and then casts again and suddenly appears next to Uamok. "Hey!"

Uamok seems to be on the defensive; she tries, and fails for magical reasons, to shove him aside while three more legs bat away an incoming bite. A teacher also tries to grab Raafi and that one manages it, plucking him away from the action and depositing him behind a ring of spectators.

He growls in frustration but is casting again before she's put him down; a small winged creature, glowing silver, appears between the combatants and flies in the aggressor's face, talons-first.

"Let me be I know what I'm doing," he mutters, and as soon as he's free to do so he's accelerating, magically, back into the fray.

He has to knock a couple boys out of the way but they don't put up much resistance apart from being very stable on six legs. People do shout "what are you doing???" - most people present shout that, actually, except the furious girls and the teachers who are hauling on their tails one each.

The aggressor bites the bird-thing out of mid-air and claws at Uamok's neck.

It's not going to kill her in the next five seconds. He casts again, and he, Uamok, and the nearest thirteen bystanders glow bright silver for a moment. "Stand down! Uamok, stop."

Several people yelp about the silver-glowing. Uamok does not seem to hear him but the spell makes the girls bounce off each other long enough that the teachers can haul them apart from each other. The teacher who grabbed Raafi tries to pick him up again. When this doesn't work she gets her tail between him and the girls, who are still glaring at each other. "What are you doing?" she asks him.

"Magic. Relax." He casts again and leans over the tail to pat Uamok's flank, and her wounds heal up. "What happened."

"If the only alien on the planet gets torn apart how do you think that looks, huh?" the teacher says. "Uamok, Nishuti, are you two present here -"

"Yes," growls Nishuti.

"Yeah," pants Uamok.

"Either of y- Nishuti, you need a hospital?"

"No," snarls Nishuti.

"It's my fault," a sheepish voice behind Raafi attempts to explain.

"It is not," says Uamok.

"Oh yes it is," snarls Nishuti.

"Girls!" says the teacher who has Nishuti by the tail. "It is not your great-great-grandmother's day! Taking the boy home with you doesn't ride on scratching her eyes out! He'll go wherever he wants, and you'll be best served to calm down. Kiv, if you'd settle that while they're both speaking in complete sentences -"

"Uamok gets me," says the boy.

Nishti makes a very loud noise but doesn't attack again.

Raafi scowls at her, but doesn't object further. "You all right, Uamok?"

"I think so? Because of... healing magic?"

"Can you patch up Nishuti too?" asks the teacher who has Nishuti's tail.

He looks over her injuries and casts, watching her as he moves to touch the spell to her shoulder.

She doesn't attack him or anything. Lets the teacher pull her by the tail backward and around to the other side of the building.

And Raafi turns back to the other teacher, the one who picked him up. "I didn't appreciate that."

"I did not want the only alien in the world torn apart by scuffling students! You're tiny!" And she tromps off, apparently expecting the conversation to end there.

Ugh.

What's Uamok up to.

Uamok is letting Kiv fuss over her, apparently, and he's checking her over for any remaining scratches.

There shouldn't be any, he didn't skimp with her spell. Still: "Everything looking good?"

"I think so," Uamok agrees. Kiv continues his inspection regardless.

He sits next to her. "Does that happen often? What should I do about it? I was trying to scare her off, I had a spell up that would've stopped her from coming back in, didn't work at all."

"It isn't all that often," Uamok says. "If you'd come in earlier you could've maybe scared her but once somebody's fighting it's hard to stop. Did you have anything that would've helped the teachers pull us apart?"

"Could've made them stronger, if I had the spell for it. And if you just get too angry to stop I can do something about that."

"I mean, I didn't think it would be safe? She wasn't going to stop. Even if I weren't angry I still wouldn't want to get bit."

"Mm. Well, I can come prepared for both, in case I have to handle it on my own sometime; calming isn't an expensive spell."