Seth scowled when Aerin actually began telling the librarian what really happened… in a meandering sort of way. There were enough holes in her story that he might be able to get them out of this. It would have been better if she hadn’t said anything. Seth was a pro at fast talking his way out of trouble, and ratting yourself out was just silly. That, and it went completely against Seth’s moral code, never, never, never tattle tale. He couldn’t even count the number of times he stood in front of an authority figure, battered, bruised and lying though his teeth that he’d tripped. In fact, Seth seemed to trip quite a bit. Though this was the first time he’d been caught at it in this school. Some how he’d managed to avoid any real trouble last term.

In Seth’s mind it didn’t matter how bad things got, it was never okay to go to teachers and whine. He preferred to keep things between him and those he messed with. If revenge was needed, then he much preferred to dole it out himself, and take whatever they decided to dish out in return. Teachers need not be involved.

With a charming smile for the Librarian, and a sharp jab of a pointy elbow into Aerin’s ribs in an attempt to get her to be quiet, Seth spoke. “Miss Toladaeri, what Aerin’s trying to say is that we were quietly studying and I accidently knocked one of my text books off the table with my elbow when I was helping Zaki with an assignment. When I bent down to pick it up Zaki asked a question and, distracted, I hit my head on the corner of the table. Anyway, Zaki really wasn’t feeling well so he went to the bathroom.” He gave her a big eyed look, completely ignoring the fact that the huge lump on his forehead was so obviously not caused by hitting the corner of the round table. That was his story and come hell or high water, he was sticking to it.

“Have you done something new with your hair? It really looks great, is it a new style?” He asked, shamelessly laying on some flattery to try and edge his way back into her good graces. Large grey-blue eyes that would be more fitting on a six week old pup gave her a tragic look when she still condemned the three of them to detention. Her next words erased all attempts at escaping the inevitable detention as escape of a new kind was needed.

There were few things in this world that Seth truly hated, and anything to do with clinics/doctors/hospitals or lord forbid school nurses made the top of that relatively short list. For a boy who regularly managed to injure himself, or more often than not provoke others into injuring him, he was nearly phobic about the whole institution. If his bones weren’t broken, or he wasn’t at risk of life or limb, it was nearly impossible to get the muggleborn to willingly accept medical attention.

“Oh my, look at the time!” Seth exclaimed as he gave his blank wrist a hard stare. “As lovely as time with to such lovely ladies is, I really must go and…see a man about a horse! Right, so goodbye my heart, my love, light of my life, until tonight when we will meet again.” Seth cooed at the Librarian, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he gave her a player’s bow, sweeping off an imaginary hat as he did so, just as they did in the olden time movies. Before she could say a word, Seth had somehow managed to shove his belongings haphazardly into his bag and was fleeing the library as if the hounds of hell were nipping playfully at his heels.