'Yeah sure, right this way.'
The two walked down the corridor away from the crush of students, and Will pointed out the various departments they passed along the way. Soon they came to the practically deserted library. The librarian, a surly middle-aged woman, scowled at them as they entered, and pointed to the 'silence' notice. The room was otherwise devoid of people.
'Well, this is the library,' whispered Will. 'There's not generally a lot of activity down here-the old gasbag at the desk puts most people off. Some people say she's a telepath, but I think she's just got abnormally sensitive hearing. Come on, let's get out of here. You want to see the playing fields? We can head round the outside on the way back to the dining hall.'
Wandering slowly past the kitchens, the smell of cooking filling the cold air, they turned a corner to see a group of youths. A boy of 16, whose lower half was shaped like a serpent, had cornered a smaller hispanic boy, whilst the others, a sharp-faced girl with straight black hair and a thin, deathly white boy, looked on laughing. Noticing the newcomers, the girl turned round and sneered, 'Get out of here. This is none of your business.'
'Well I'm making it my business. Let him go,' said Blades, calmly, his feet morphing slowly into their natural form.
'Oh yeah?' said the snake-boy, wrapping his lower body round the helpless youngster. 'You want him, you come and get him!'