Ax broke into a run at the sound of roaring and breaking furniture and burst into the Mess Hall to see exactly what part of the rebellion was making the racket. He almost slipped in the slop on the floor, but managed to maintain his footing.

< What do you think you're doing?! > he demanded in public thought-speak, tail arching high over his back. He couldn't help an internal smile, though. He had some vague memories of fighting the shape-shifting Beastboy down on the City. He'd been feverish and raging then, not fighting to his full potential. He'd lost.

< Stand down immediately, this is no way to behave! > he blustered again so that anyone in range could hear. Then, privately to Beastboy, < Shall we have a proper sparring match this time? >