Tyler twitched slightly. Durly's gaze wasn't making him uncomfortable in the least... it was making him angry. He finished his food and raised his head, staring out a window. His chest rose and fell in big breaths as he tried to calm himself down. He fiddled with a dagger, running his hands along the side... then decided that wasn't the best idea. If Durly did say something that angered him quickly the boy might find a dagger flying towards his head... so Tyler sheathed his dagger again.

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Martin glanced up and froze. Tyler was fiddling with his dagger. When he did that it meant he was very angry. Martin stood and walked over to Durly quietly. "Durlan... if you don't mind, could you please button up your shirt? Thank you." Martin said curtly, a hint of icy coldness creeping into his voice. His icy blue eyes were steel hard as he walked back to his table.

Durly watched as Martin walked over to him, he scrunched up as nose as if he smelt something bad, "huh?, Why? Am I not allowed my freedom?" He said

Martin stopped and slowly turned around. "Well I would prefer if you stayed fully dressed while at my school, and there are females here. It is inpolite for a male or their age to go running around with his shirt unbuttoned." Martin tried to be as courteous as he could... but he knew Durly would find a way to make him mad.

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Tyler glanced at Durly. Was the boy literally refusing to button up his shirt? It wasn't even that hot out. Tyler was wearing a black t-shirt and a leather jacket.

"so? Females are the best part of it" he said, "can't blame me cause you have no Riz" he said rolling his eyes

Martin looked.. slightly surprised. THAT was just inappropriate. "Okay Durly... I'm asking you one last time. If you would button up your shirt I'm sure Andi, Tyler, and I would all be very thankful." Martin said. His voice was low and had that tint to it... the one that matched his eyes. The slightly crazy tone.

Durly laughed, "what do you mean? Andi's lovin' the view!" Durly said

Martin was 99 percent sure Andi would slap him. "Durlan, button up your shirt now." Martin growled. He turned back and sat down, taking a slow breath. He could feel himself getting angry. This wasn't fair to the other students. Why couldn't Durlan just listen?

Durly watched him walk over and sit down, "if you want it buttoned up so bad, do it yourself" he said, exposing his chest as his spread his arms wide

Martin clenched his jaw. He was just about done with Durlan. "Are you saying you are so helpless you can't button up your own shirt? My oh my that is sad..." Martin seethed, turning his gaze away and staring at the wall. At the moment he really did have a look on that could kill. He was at the end of his fuse. He was ready to blow. The magma was turning into lava. He couldn't hold it in much longer.

Durly laughed, "only you would know" he said chuckling