I really love Richeh and Agott as a team. I see them as bickering sisters who are on the same wavelength when it matters.
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“You hit me!” The boy shrieked, hands cupping his right cheek that was slowly turning red.
Coco stood in front with her face twisted in a scowl and her hand still raised. “Don’t ever touch my friends! You owe Tetia an apology!”
“I only pulled her hair! You didn’t have to hit me! If she didn’t like me, she could’ve just told me so. She should be grateful someone like me even looks at her!”
“She did tell you! Many times!” Coco yelled back as Tetia grabbed her shoulder.
“Hey, Coco. It’s okay. We should just go.” Tetia urged yet Coco dug her feet into the stone floor.
“Prove it! I’m going to go tell my Master and we’ll see what happens to you!” The boy got in Coco’s face, his cheek now sporting a bright red handprint. “I’m not going to be talked down to by an outsider and her group of cheats and rejects. I have a clear sign that you hit me. Can you even prove that I pulled her hair?”
“But you did!” Coco tried to lunge forward.
“Who are the adults going to believe? Me or you? You just attacked me out of no where, though it can’t be help since you come from some backwater atelier. Do you know who I am?”
Coco’s eyes started to sting as the adrenaline caught up to her. She hit a kid in the Great Hall. He pulled Tetia’s hair after she rejected him and Coco had gotten in between and made it worse. She should have gotten an adult, maybe Master Qifrey or Master Beldaruit or anyone. Even Miss Luluci would have handled this better than what she had done. She was in so much trouble. Now people will blame her and Tetia say Master Qifrey is a bad teacher and —
“We also saw you pull her hair.” Agott grabbed Coco by her coat and pulled her back, standing in front of her like a knight. Even brushbuddy had kept from Richeh’s shoulder and curled around her neck.
“Yeah. You get 10 angricheh points.” Richeh stood next to her.
“You’re from the same atelier. Obviously you’re going to cover up for your friend.” He sneered and got in Agott’s face. If she was any less in control of her temper, she would have set his hair on fire and taken her grounding with grace. But she was in control and if she got grounded, then Coco and Tetia would crumble and blame it on themselves and that boy still wouldn’t be punished. Where was the justice in that?
“So you’re saying that you are a victim of a senseless act of violence and you have done nothing to deserve it?” Agott glared.
“Of course I’m a victim. She slapped me out of no where. I’m going to get her thrown out!” He jabbed a finger at her chest.
Richeh lunged forward. Arms outstretched as she pushed Agott, the force sending the girl down the steps. She tucked her head in as she fell but the stone steps were still hard and sharp.
“AGOTT!” Coco ran down the steps towards her friend.
“You pushed Agott. You get 10 more angricheh points.”
“I-I DID NOT! You’re the one who pushed her!” The boy screamed as he watched Agott sit up, some bruising on her arm was starting to turn purple and her nose had produced a dribble of blood.
“Agott is my friend. Why would I push her?”
“WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?” The children turned to the crowd gathered on the bottom steps. Beldaruit stood front and center on his seal chair. Qifrey and Olruggio to his right and Luluci to his left.
“Agott! You’re bleeding!” Coco exclaimed as a red cut along her chin started producing blood.
“Agott!” Qifrey ran forward, picking his student up from the steps and cradling her. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, it just stings a bit…” She grimaced as the blood dripped onto her clothes. “It’s just hurts.”
“Master!” Tetia rushed down and clung to Qifrey’s cloak. “She fell down the stairs.”
“He pushed her.” Richeh pointed her finger at the boy.
“He also pulled Tetia’s hair.”
“So what, she hit me!” He screamed back but Richeh’s face remained impassive.
“Enough.” A stern voice echoed through the hall. Beldaruit turned to his apprentice, “you should take the Agott to the medical spire. The two of you may go with him.”
Qifrey looked down at Agott, whose bloody nose has not ceased and the other two who were crying into his cloak and would be of no help in the interrogation.
“Alright.” He hurried off down the stairs.
“Luluci, please fetch Mr. Rivia’s master. Master Olruggio, please stay with Miss Richeh.”
“Yes, Lord Beldaruit.” Luluci shot off in the opposing direction.
“Yes, Lord Beldaruit.” Olruggio looked up as Richeh watched Qifrey leave with the other girls. His eyes narrowing in as he saw Agott look over Qifrey’s shoulder and meet Richeh’s eyes for longer than normal.
“I’m sorry!” Coco cried. “I never should have hit him! You wouldn’t have needed to do that!”
“I’m sorry too! If I had just been—“
“Hey, none of that. Master Qifrey said you guys aren’t to blame! You’ve done nothing wrong! If we didn’t do anything, then you might have gotten in a lot of trouble! His family is very important!”
“But-but Master Qifrey and Master Olruggio don’t care about those things!” Tetia exclaimed as she sat on Agott’s hospital bed.
“Even if they don’t care, Coco could have gotten in a lot of trouble! The other witches will ask why you weren’t nice to him or why you didn’t just say you liked him to! That’s what it’s like with the old families.” Agott sighed.
The damage was super minor and the bruising would disappear in a day or two. After all, it wasn’t the first time her and Richeh had tried something like this.
“Besides it’s doesn’t even hurt. I’m fine.”
“You’re so brave Agott!” Tetia exclaimed.
“Yeah! So brave and cool!” Coco curled up at the feet of the bed.
Richeh stood with her head held high and her face stone cold as she faced her interrogators. Both Qifrey and Olruggio sat in front of her, with Qifrey looking like he was coaxing a scare owlcat out of the rafters and Olruggio just looking exhausted.
“Richeh,” Qifrey started. “Are you sure you didn’t leave anything out of your story?”
“Yes, he pushed Agott down the stairs and he pulled Tetia’s hair. Coco tried to push him back and stop him. That’s the story.”
“Richeh…” Qifrey pressed while all Olruggio could do was sigh. “Did someone give you this idea?”
“That’s the story. Richeh’s not a snitch.”
“What?” Qifrey was flabbergasted as Richeh ran out of the room, no doubt to keep Agott company in the medical spire.
“What just happened?” Qifrey stared at the door.
“Ah! Just forget it! When they’re like this, there’s no point interrogating them. Agott and Richeh won’t spill even if you threaten to take away dinner.” Olruggio got up, no doubt looking for liquor.
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