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"If you think you can finish me that quickly, then it will answer the question. And having seen what you can do I'm going to say you might be right. In which case- why leave? Do it now."
He scratched his head again. Despite his relaxed demeanor, Ken was on edge, ready for an attack.
His stone arm would explode, the particles of stone dust moving and shifting to cover Ken's head and work their way into his nose and mouth as much as they could.
As the arm exploded, Ken would rush forward, aiming to plant his hands on the bottom of the table and lift/push in a rush. The idea to the observer would be to smash Mathew into the wall- but no. Ken intended Mathew to either be forced to sink into the wall like he did before, or to meld through the table.
- If he sank into the wall, Ken would spin the table, aiming to cut Mathew off from the dust of his arm, severing the connection to the stone for a moment. Of course, at the same time regardless, he kept his mouth closed. The stone began to clog his nose- but he didn't open his mouth. Instead, one hand would reach back and pinch his nostrils to crush the stone plugs before blowing out snot.
Then he would jump to the side (assuming it worked and the stone dust didn't continue to sink down into his nose/lungs)
- If Mathew sank through the table, one hand would aim to come up and grab Mathews hair quickly. Ken would then jump back, turn and hurl him into the wall and proceed with the pinch+blow.
'Note to self. He uses blunt, damaging blows meant to garner reactions or get a feel for handling and temprament, but when he needs to his control moves to a sliver-scale. This guy....is phenomenal.'
- If Mathew did work into his lungs before he was cut off or before the pinching, Ken would collapse and choke on the ground with that thought, starting to hack and being unable to resist opening his mouth. The thought would continue, however.
Mathew would opt for neither, the table would slam him against the wall as the wall fired out tendrils to wrap around the student and lift him up into the air. The stone dust that was not blocked off moving deeper into his body to his lungs where they would start to harden at the entryway of the lungs to block off further airflow.
"I should warn you. Unlike many of my colleagues I'm not a nice person."
Ken would begin to choke and cough- his body feeling the oxygen burn. Was only a matter of time now. He couldn't talk back- instead, he grinned. As the tendrils grabbed him, he let them stretch his arms and legs wide before, with what strength he could muster, he would on all of them as hard as he could, intending the fact that they are stone to hopefully snap them.
As/if he fell, he would aim a downward punch for the side of Mathew's face, hoping to draw blood before he was dropped.
Whether he hit or no....he was smiling. He would stare up at Matt with the smile- hell, if his body wasn't in so much pain, and if he could breathe, he would laugh.
He liked Mathew.
His eyes would bulge and he would drop to his hands and knees. In a few seconds, he'd be out cold.
The stone would break and free the kid, but it was too late at that point. When he came for the punch Mathew would kick his chair at him to trip him up and run out the clock until he was out. It was at that point that the stone would crumble to dust once more and move through his sinuses and out of his body before it, and the rest of the dust that now coated his office would slowly reform into his arm.
Then it was to the infirmary for another lecture from the good Doctor about being too rough with the children.