He sharply yanked his arm away when one of your nails sunk deeply into his skin, sending crimson blood splattering across both of you and the floor. You fell to the floor in a heap, as The Teacher attempted to stop the blood spurting uncontrollably from his wound. Fresh, cold air reached your lungs, and soothed the pain slightly, though you were so dazed that the pain was barely registering anymore. Why would you do such a thing? Why did you fight back?! That was literally the first thing they taught! The Teacher wouldn't forgive- a now blood soaked hand grabbed your throat and forced you harshly to lie on the floor. You were sure you heard you skull crack against the hard, concrete floor. Either that, or it was another bone in your body being broken, your mind was filled with nothing but adrenaline and survival instincts which made determining your injuries a feat you couldn't quite manage at the time.
Having The Teacher in a dominating stance above you wasn't new experience for you at all, but there was something different. In a controlled situation he could control his temper, but now? Now you had pissed him off, badly.
"S-Sir?" the guard asked nervously.
"Stay out of this." He barked back while moving to kneel down beside you. You squirmed beneath The Teacher's grip, trying to escape, but you were losing energy and focus quickly. Breathe… Just breathe! The fire in your lungs returned with a vengeance, causing loud gasping sobs to form in your throat. "Listen here-," his menacing tone stopped, and was replaced with… nothing… You squinted in an attempt to see the reason for his sudden delay in verbal abuse.
"My, my…" That voice… was that… "Have I not warned you before about touching my toys?" you (e/c) eyes drifted to Loki, who was, rather casually, walking down the hallway towards the both of you. You felt The Teachers hands trembling slightly against your skin. Was Loki so terrifying that a man as large as The Teacher was scared so easily? Just before Loki was able to reach the two of you, The Teacher removed himself from you, allowing air to fill your lungs. The Teacher began to back away, but your vision turned black just before you could witness what Loki had chosen to do to him, if anything. The last thing that filled your mind was a small voice… it said you were surely going to be discarded after this incident… Could it be right? Would Loki see you uselessness and disrespect and throw you away…? If he could, then why chose you in the beginning? Even behind closed eyes, you mind didn't stop, and just served as a means to terrify you all the more…