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Post by TimePuppy on Jul 30, 2017 11:55:31 GMT
Arthur arrived with Yuu. He was only slightly surprised that the cause of the commotion was the helmet-wearing teacher, although more of him was covered now. "So the rumors are true!" Well, maybe he wasn't a vampire, but he sure as hell wasn't a normal person. "Sorry sensei, but it looks like we have some questions for you."
Seeing that Martha was going for Ikki's upper body, Arthur did a backflip, colliding with the wall behind him, feet first. Using that as a platform to kick off of, he launched himself like a missile towards the floor right behind Ikki. Shooting past him at such a low altitude, he would use the opportunity to try and cut off Ikki's leg with an ice sword. That wouldn't be lethal, meaning they could interrogate him if all went well.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Jul 31, 2017 3:01:01 GMT
No need to tell me twice...Shin thought when Akin shouted at him to move. From his fighting stance he breaks out into a full sprint and rushes towards the unconscious Bushitora. However, Yuu had already secured him. "Damn she's fast," he whispered to himself in awe as he continues to run up the stairs with her. When she places the other Shin down, he crouches by his companion and examines him. Unlike the doll, his examines the body with his enhance vision as he tries to find anything wrong with him outside of pure physical damage. In the back of his mind he remembers the weird conversation they had right before the helmet guy decided to lose it. He can't help but wonder where exactly did the old man they were talking to a few moments ago. Now worried the man may be in danger himself. Yet before he could ask Yuu if they spotted the elderly man on their way here, she runs back down. "Guess I'll have to find out later," Shin said to himself as he sees the light of the the doll's flames.
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Post by Kuma on Aug 1, 2017 3:20:45 GMT
Ikki seemed to be an extremely seasoned fighter, as he took a defensive stance immediately upon seeing the encroaching forces of the Investigation Squad charging towards him. Without any effort he place his reinforced arm in front of him with his not enhanced arm crossed behind it, his elbow blocking the first kick and his wrist parrying the second one. Martha’s offensive might’ve not reached him, but it had an effect, pushing him backwards. His feet slid over the ground, cracking the tiles from the sheer force behind the attacks. Ikki performed a textbook boxing crossguard block. The Masked Teacher groaned upon receiving the impacts, but he didn’t have enough time to reposition, as just as Martha’s attack ended Yuu took point, launching a swift strike.
Incapable of doing anything apart from meeting the blow, Ikki steeled his resolve, his armor creaking as it seemingly hardened. From this awkward position he leaned back, twisting his back and launched a diagonal uppercut, usually referred as a “Smash”, an advanced Boxing technique. Knuckles meet the flaming blade, a small crack appeared in them, but his main objective, creating a shockwave, was achieved, riding the force to gain some space between him and the Dolls, yet he wasn’t expecting Arthur’s flying lunge. The cold air getting closer was his only warning and he only managed to sidestep the attack, once again using boxing techniques, as his footwork and peek-a-boo guard showed. Still the ice blade nicked him on the leg, causing the appearance of a red spot of blood on his leg. The pain didn’t seem to faze the Empowered Teacher, who stood firm, even as crimson liquid pooled underneath him.
Shin’s examination on the Young Bushitora was fruitful, as there was some kind of mist around the Crimson Samurai’s head. Curiously the same kind of mist was around the Masked Teacher. It was similar to the energy on the crater and the energy in the design underneath the school. (The Fist, The Circle and the Mist all share similar baseline characteristics but seem to be different from each other). Shin could go and help out the others, or maybe he could try to expand his perception, hoping that this newfound wisdom about his surroundings would help him enhance the insight granted by his unusual energy sensing abilities. While he worked on reading the energies around him Ikki moved to the offensive, as tendrils burst from his arm shooting directly at Arthur, Yuu and Martha. If they dodged they would continue and pierce into the walls. The way Ikki might awaken memories in Arthur as he might've seen somebody using similar movements in the past.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Aug 1, 2017 4:12:10 GMT
Shin's eyes widen as he discovers a similar energy that his clone has been dealing with below them around Bushitora's head. He couldn't figure out what exactly is this stuff, but the familiarity of it all is clawing him from the inside out. He takes a closer look trying to determine if he could somehow help his fellow Shin out with whatever affiliation he is dealing with. From what he could tell it seems whatever is affecting him exists within his own mind. As he continues to examines the strange mist, he proceeds to place his own hand against the forehead of the unconscious man. "Please Almighty Maker, please let this work," he prayed in his heart as he begins to enhance his hand with Mizukara energy before delivering his power into the mysterious mist as he attempts to dispel it.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 1, 2017 5:39:45 GMT
Martha lowered her foot and brushed down her skirt. "How are you supposed to kick in this..." She grumbled, horrified at her mistake. She was taken off guard by the shockwave unleashed by Yuu's clash with Ikki and tumbled, coming back up on her feet at the end. Yuu was forced back a step, negating the force transferred into her blade by spinning it once, twirling it into striking position instantly. Unfortunately, the masked teacher was a step out of reach. She stayed out of Arthur's way and observed his attack. She came to a conclusion swiftly from everything she had seen. "Go for the legs." She readied her blade, but before she could take her own advice, his retaliation came in the form of lethal tentacles.
Her sword instantly went to work, creating a cage of flaming bars with the afterimages of her strikes. The speed brought by the longer weapon's length was highly welcome, letting her strike the attacks aside with sufficient force. Unfortunately, her inexperience with this greater leverage was her downfall. A faster strike was slower to turn around, and she could not lower her blade swiftly enough after raising it to keep her head from being pierced. She screamed as a tentacle punctured her abdomen, slithering through her where a kidney was a few seconds prior. She shuddered, but couldn't fall. The tentacle held her up, a support beam besides her stomach.
While her mind was going blank with shock, Martha was slipping past every tendril, slipping in and out of sight with her speedy sidesteps, smoking marks on the tile the only signs of her steps. She worked her way towards Ikki through the tentacles until she was close enough to strike. She followed Yuu's advice, dropping to sweep his legs with a low kick. Behind her, Yuu twitched and thrashed.
She quickly determined this wasn't the best way to no longer be trapped when she felt like her head would explode from the sheer amount of pain signals sent to it. The simple solution took a moment to come to her mind. She leaned over and her molten tears poured right towards the tentacle, hopefully landing on it. They were sticky and burned hotter than they should by any right. Very good for getting rid of tentacled abominations in her experience.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 2, 2017 18:40:12 GMT
When his attack mostly missed, Arthur dispersed his sword and rolled on the ground to avoid face planting. He was quite impressed. Ikki was holding his own against three people who had the element of surprise. He was good. Well, since the initial assault failed, Arthur started thinking, too. Martha and Yuu were both fighting at close range, so if he went back in with swords, it would get overly crowded. Not to mention that Yuu was swinging around a blazing sword. And considering the teacher only showed close combat skill so far, Arthur should apply pressure from a distance.
And of course just as he thought that, Ikki's arm turned into a collection of extending tendrils. Caught off guard, Arthur barely managed to move his head out of the way, earning a bloody scrape on his cheek. Well, range wasn't going to help either. Instead, Arthur created two ice swords and dashed forward, trying to cut off Ikki's tendril as he approached. If he managed to get close enough, he would try cutting off Ikki's whole arm.
"Forget the legs, hit him anywhere where it won't kill him!"
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Post by Kuma on Aug 8, 2017 4:30:26 GMT
Ikki wasn’t fucking around. As Yuu’s flaming attacks got near him he roared swiping his armored limb through them and pushing them to the side, the tentacles retracting back to his arm as he did. Anybody with a keen enough eye would notice that the armor was extending, slowly covering the left side of the Masked Teacher’s chest and creeping over the helmet as well. As this happened eyes started opening in random locations on the plates, shining red eyes. -The battlefield is cruel and cold.- He said after dispelling the flames, with a voice different his own. As Martha grew closer he took half a step forward, trying to shorten the range and stop the Doll from getting the most of inertia and with the same momentum as his step he moved his other feet and aimed a bone crushing front kick directly at the Doll face, aiming to hit her before she reached him with the leg sweep. -Only blood warms it up.- He proclaimed, clearly showing some sick enjoyment from the whole fight.
At first Shin might think his efforts were being rewarded, as steadily the mist only he could see was slowly fading away, but from behind the mist a set of pupiless eyes with black sclera appeared, staring back at Shin. What seemed to be the sound of some kind of musical instrument, one that Shin might not recognize, bursted from within the mist alongside golden strings trying to grapple the Mizukara swordsman. Not his physical form, but seemingly this thin lines of light wanted to take hold of Shin’s mind. If he had any instincts all of them would tell him that attempting to go deeper would put his sanity on jeopardy.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Aug 8, 2017 5:20:08 GMT
"What are you?" Shin whispered in sudden fear. He never felt anything affect his mind like this before. However, strangely while this terrifying sensation grips with his mental state, his Mizukara, his true self, seem to remain calm and still. At first it freaks him out, thinking that this would be it. His final hour has finally come. And it is his turn to return to The Other. Yet as time goes on he begins to realize that whatever is attempting to get inside his mind, it couldn't reach the real him. "Bless the Maker for the Gift" his mother would tell him ever night before putting him to sleep as a child. A part of him wanted him to be home right now. Safe and sound with his family. But another part of him is screaming at him to move. To do everything he can to stop this strange creature. And that was the part of him that force him to act. Thankfully he wasn't just capable of splitting his body into two, but his mind as well. And so, while quickly sending what he assumes to be his final message to his clone, or rather what will likely become his new self, as well as arming mentality to face off against whatever entity is attempting to invade his mind.
Swords made of pure mizukara energy materializes in this strange mental landscape as he begins to swing and cut away the golden threads attempting to grapple him. All the while he continues to put pressure on the mist covering Bushitora's mind. In this moment, it feels like he is fighting a two front battle as he splits his attention between the mist and the creature. He didn't think he could keep this up for long. Yet he needed to last long enough to save Bushitora.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 8, 2017 5:45:51 GMT
Yuu gasped and grabbed her side when the tentacle was sharply retracted. It wasn't a pleasant experience being impaled, but being very suddenly unimpaled hurt nearly as much. She found herself unable to advance as Martha met Ikki's kick with her face. A nose that had broken many times broke once more, bending into a new angle in that cartilage way noses have of breaking. A few incisors went as well, clattering around in her mouth and falling free when she hit the ground after a brief tumble backwards.
Her bright blue eyes blinked a few times before they could focus again and she grumbled. It wasn't just her injuries bothering her. The armor covering more of his body meant that it probably didn't matter where they hit him damage wise. She grumbled and stood, putting her teeth in her jacket pocket. She looked to Yuu, wondering if the planner had any plans. Yuu was staring solemnly at the situation. Her legs began carrying her forward, sword at her side. Involuntarily, her flames were spreading.
She could only snuff those directly fueled by her venom, but some now were feeding on the collar and shoulders of her sweater. Still, more flames meant more power. She needed that. Especially with Shin's sword. She wasn't sure if it had any sort of heat resistance beyond that of a normal sword, but if it didn't, it would have started to soften from the heat of her tears. In that state it wouldn't last long. She began to run when she got closer, narrowing the distance as quickly as she could. Holding Shin's blade in both hands, she stabbed for Ikki's upper thigh. However, the movement was abruptly shifted, the blade tilting upwards to thrust at Ikki's helmet. What was under here that was so vulnerable that it must be hidden, she wondered? Would it make him die if a blade went through it?
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 8, 2017 18:07:08 GMT
The tendrils retracted quickly, before Arthur got a chance to cut any of them. But Arthur didn't stop. He dashed behind the mysterious teacher who foolishly didn't even try to cover his flanks. It didn't matter if the many eyes that sprouted out of his armor could actually perceive the world, being attacked from all sides would make defending yourself difficult!
Cold energy surrounded Arthur's limbs as he prepared Frost Wraps for an immobilizing combo. First, his kicked towards the back of Ikki's knee on the side not covered by the spreading armor. The energy around his foot would explode forward to encase it in ice even if it missed. Next was a punch at Ikki's unprotected hip, resulting in the same burst of ice. Finally, he tried wrapping his arm around Ikki's armored one and encasing both of them in ice. If he managed to do that, he thought he could hold him still for Yuu's sword to hit its mark. Arthur didn't like being so close to a burning sword, but minor burns from proximity are easier to heal then death at the hands of a strong enemy.
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Post by Kuma on Aug 10, 2017 18:50:25 GMT
The golden strands were severed by Shin’s blades, but that didn’t stop them, as they unraveled into thinner strands and kept moving towards the Mizukara Swordsman. The oppressive presence became almost unbearable, as if the Teen Swordsman’s mind was being pulled by the gravity well of a black hole.
“I am with you since your first breath and until your last, I am the happiness and sadness that marks your past I am thought made rememberance, always moving fast.”
That was the reply of the being, or the image of it to be precise, lurking inside the Young Bushitora’s head. As he started speaking the discordant sounds a string instrument Shin could hear upon connecting with whatever was creating the mist, an eerie sound, unlike anything he head so far.
“You should release your grasp or you won’t survive, The mind of this mind is mine and not yours to dive, Abandon this man, I will give you until the count of five.”
While this happened the battle on the school hallway raged on. The sudden influx of flames coming from Yuu finally triggered the smoke sensors, making the sprinklers on the roof activate and the school alarm start blaring a warning to all students. The Masked Teacher growled and instead of staying to receive the combined attacks of Arthur and Yuu he jumped to the side and broke through a wall, using the dust and fragments, added to the falling water as a cover to leave the fight. Moments afterwards the sound of steps rushing down the stairs started to get closer, with screams of panic and the shouts of the teachers trying to organize the evacuation. Soon they might pass through this ruined hallway and see the whole group in the afterglow of battle. That would be something quite difficult to explain.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 11, 2017 4:59:30 GMT
Yuu pivoted to follow Ikki's movement, but he was already gone, her feint gone to waste. She snuffed her flames and let the sprinklers take care of the rest. There were a few holes burnt in the shoulders of her sweater and ash dusted her neck, but there was no time to worry about looks. "We should leave and regroup at the house. I don't think we can explain this." She gestured to the torn up tile and smashed wall. Involuntarily, she folded at the waist. The pain was blossoming where she was hit, taking hold of her entire midsection. "I'm fine." She gurgled. "We need to move." She pushed at the gate, ignoring the stabs of pain jolting through her side.
Jane arrived at the door guarding the room with the mahogany desk and the man with the dried-blood eyes, groaning about the lactic acid biting deep into her calves. She didn't need air, but she gasped anyway, something deep in her mind demanding it as protocol. She forced herself into a state of vague composure. The others needed her! "Mister Headmaster, there is a dangerous man on your campus by the gates! My coworkers are engaging him as we speak!" She said with utmost terror. If there was something Jane could pull off, it was terror.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 17, 2017 13:31:58 GMT
The teacher ran away with his tail between his legs. And they were so close... But there's no time to think about that right now. Arthur took the sword from Yuu now that it was extinguished and quickly stored it into the Freezer, a small pocket dimension where he stored stuff that was too cumbersome to carry on his person. The sword would come out covered in a fair bit of frost, but they couldn't risk getting seen with a sword in school.
"Grab him and let's go!" He yelled at Shin, clearly talking about the other Shin. He didn't know about the mental struggle going on right now, so he just wanted to get out of here fast so he tried taking control of the situation. "We can blend in with the panicked students outside. If anyone asks, we thought we heard a small explosion and then the fire alarms started. We saw the hole when we came running out. The explosion probably made the hole and set off the alarms. Now move it, you guys!"
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Post by waybig1010101 on Aug 17, 2017 20:15:27 GMT
Shin continues to struggle against the creature's threads. Yet his swings would only create more threads. As the smaller threads emerge and begin to wrap around his body, he could only reply to the entity's rhymes with a quick and crude remark, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU?" He asked again. This time his confusion is replace by frustration. However the creature made no further attempt to answer his question, but instead gave him an ultimatum. He didn't care to respond to the threat with words, but with his actions as he continues to apply more and more energy to remove the influence of this bizarre djinn from Bushitora, all the while he defends himself from being taken over. This mental battle feels like an eternity to him, yet before he even realizes it the world around him grew dark and incomprehensible.
The young warrior didn't even understood what exactly happen. One moment he was trying to wrestle his arms free from the grip of the golden threads, and a few seconds later he fainted. As his body hits the ground, it suddenly dissolves in golden light until no trace of the lad remain for his companions to verify his presence within the school. However, while one body had faded, a new one was also made for the spirit underneath the school. Who now finds himself affected by the sensation of flesh and gravity as he falls towards the center of the strange pentagram.
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Post by Kuma on Aug 30, 2017 22:21:41 GMT
The door of the headmaster's office slowly opened up, creaking with every inch it moved. The abnormally tall and imposing figure of Kuroki Hanamori, looking down at Jane with his eyes hidden behind the reflection of his spectacles. He leaned forward and the young Doll could see them, his eyes, dark red like blood under moonlight. -Is that so?- His voice was abnormally cold, almost as if a glacier could talk. His office wasn’t being doused in water, seemingly lacking the sprinklers that covered every corner of the school. Kuroki turned around as he adjusted his glasses, stretching his long arm to reach a black umbrella from a bin besides the door. Without a moment to spare he opened in front of him, first covering Jane from the water and then moving under it with a single dread-inducing stride. It was as if all the warmth around him vanished with each step he took, his eyes gleamed with sinister intent as he looked at Jane from above, always looking down. -Where did that happen?- He asked, waiting for Jane to guide him. If she did, he would mutter just for himself. -She mustn't be far away. I’ll have my revenge.- It was weird, but for a moment his perfect Japanese had a momentary accent, a very weird one.
It was a shame that what happened below them was going to radically alter the school infrastructure, so no matter where Jane took him they wouldn’t arrive, at least not through the same route.
The group rushed towards the exit, but as they grew closer to it the space around them distorted, black goo splashed out of the walls like two hands trying to grasp each other. The path closed as the strange black material, with violet veins, gradually thickened and took the form of a wall, blocking their path. A mad cackle echoed in the hallway, far behind them, just before reaching the indoor garden. -Kukukukukuku… Your kind never learn... You always come and go without a single regard for proper timing, cohesion or coherence.- The silhouette of a student, the same Arthur met in the last break, with her messy pigtails and her large round glasses. An air of unease came from her direction. -You ignore carefully crafted narrative and fall to entropy.- As she spoke her tone became harsher and in a fit or rage he smacked her hand against the wall. The whole structure felt the impact, undulating as if the school building was made of Jello. -If you enter my world.- Her voice slowly turned into a growl, not guttural, but almost mystical. -YOU OBEY MY RULES!- She hit again, ripples of distorted space coursing through the building.
-THIS IS MY WORLD! MY STORY! YOU’RE NOTHING BUT CHARACTERS! NOT EVEN MAIN ONES! LOWLY EXTRAS AT BEST!- Once again her scream echoed against the walls, the mere sound distorting everything around them, walls, roof and floor shimmering with violet light, showing small scribbles on them, covering each inch of the area, as if everything was written. Her momentary burst of anger subsided as she glared at the group with intense red eyes. -You either forget what you saw and keep playing your parts… or consequences will be dire.- She took out a small handbook, scribbling on it with feverish enthusiasm. The windows behind her vanished and so did any exits. -If you don’t follow the script... - All the lights suddenly turned on and she vanished, only the echo of her voice left. -You won’t be seen or heard from again.-
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 31, 2017 5:22:54 GMT
Jane cowered at the Headmaster's voice. "Yes, sir." She peeped. "I'll lead you right there!" She shrunk even smaller when he stepped close. "Th-thank you." She chattered when he put the umbrella over her, then yelped when he stepped close as well. "Let's go quick! They need us!" She took the excuse to run as fast as her short legs could carry her, keeping out of reach. Why was he so much scarier now?
He was creepy before. Now he was like a nightmare, terrifying in a way that couldn't quite be grasped. The surreal terror seemed to have leaked into the school itself. She was absolutely certain she went back down the hallway she had come from, but the stairs simply weren't there. There wasn't so much as a doorway. "Wha- there are supposed to be stairs here!" She hoped she wouldn't be blamed. He was headmaster. He should know the layout. This was just creepy, unnatural shit. Jane's legs wobbled as she backed away from the wall. Was everything warped? Was there no way to leave?
Yuu instantly stopped walking when the hallway seemed to stretch, feeling an unbearable sense of vertigo that made her stop and sway. Martha chugged on like a train, attempting to outrace the expansion, but in the end it was futile when the wall extended over the exit. "Find another way!" Yuu yelled, unable to comply with her own demands with her head spinning like this. The world was being pulled out from under her feet again. She breathed hard, wheeling each way, but she knew there was no real escape. There never really was in these cases. She slowly slouched down as the silhouette spoke, simply watching and taking it all in.
Martha threw herself at the figure, but long before she reached it, it was no more. She skidded to a stop in the midst of walls that weren't the ones she had been between a moment before. "Fuck! Where the hell is this!?" She yelled at a volume that rattled the new walls. Yuu remained on the floor, hunched over with her hand pressed to her side. "I promise... I'll get us all back to our families. Don't worry." She realized she had taken on a bit of a leader role at some point in all this. Or at least her all-pervasive sense of responsibility lead her to believe she had. Either way, she had to get them back.
"Arthur, you have healing spells, right? I... heard that was one of your abilities." She had overheard Haruko asking him to heal her that horrible day in the kaspa. She squeezed her eyes shut. She had no time for bloody memories. As if I have any others, she scoffed to herself. I just need Arthur to not think too hard about where I heard this. I'm amazed he hasn't realized who I am already, and the last thing we need is him thinking about me being an enemy.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Aug 31, 2017 6:16:22 GMT
Shin slips through the pentagram and falls into the massive crater below. For a moment the young swordsman did not register his fall outside the immediate and mild pain he feels. As he rubs his back and groans in annoyance he slowly gets back to his feet. A few seconds later and his mind starts to ponder about the last message he receive from his doppelgänger. "Well, guess I should hurry and get out of here." he said to himself. As he takes a step he feels a weird sensation at the bottom of his foot. Looking down he notices that he just step into the fist imprint.
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Post by TimePuppy on Sept 2, 2017 15:54:02 GMT
The team didn't get a chance to slip away. They were trapped by a black, inky mass that spread over the walls and any paths. A female voice echoed behind them and when Arthur turned around, he frowned with displeasure at the silhouette of the purple girl from before. He listened to her tantrum like everyone else, and he was unimpressed by the entrapment. Mostly, he was berating himself for not taking a photo of her before.
The girl soon went quiet, perhaps to let them think about her "offer", and Yuu took the opportunity to as for healing. "Hm? Oh, sure. But I didn't think you guys really cared much about physical injuries." He cast healing spells on everyone on the team. "So, apparently that girl I mentioned in my texts before is able to control reality and I don't think we can fight that just yet. Whatever happens next, let's all try to remember that. Burn it into your subconscious." Not only did he try to remember it, he grew a small ice nail on his left thumb and used it to subtly write "prpl grl" on his left palm. He had the feeling she would somehow make them forget this event.
After that, he stepped up. "I'm not really sure what you want us to forget, but I guess playing along won't hurt. But of course, we do need to know our roles if we're going to fulfill them. Mind sharing that with us first?"
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Post by Kuma on Sept 5, 2017 3:38:43 GMT
-Hmm…- Kuroki looked around from above, his deep crimson eyes scouting the area, until he locked on a wall that was sliding open into a hallway. His expression grew sour, somebody was playing tricks with him on his school. He disliked that, especially if that person was the one guilty of this, somebody he had been tailing for months, as she was the one responsible of a great crime against his family. Of course his name wasn’t Kuroki and of course he wasn’t actually the headmaster, but it was something he kept secret hidden from ears and eyes of everybody else, fearing getting discovered. It took great effort and subtlety to get to the position he was, but maybe today was the day it would prove to be the right choice. -I think we can continue through there.- He pointed at the new path, but as he did, two silhouettes appeared.
Aishi Kaijin and Kenka Yasui walked out the newfound hallway, but something about them was off, his eyes were empty, blotted with black, the only color was their bright violet iris.
As they discussed their course of action, the faint lights at the end of the hallway once again cut the silhouettes of something. 3 Figures were standing there, Kiko and Kichi Karakuri were flanking Fathiya Thompson, all of them barely shadows against the light, and the only source of luminescence on their bodies was their vibrant violet iris, resting the pool of black that were their eyes. It seems that whoever the violet wearing teen was, she was taking control of the school, but not just the architecture, the students too. Arthur's question was left unaswered, as Sakka had already left.
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Post by HungryHunter on Sept 6, 2017 4:53:51 GMT
For a moment, Jane irrationally feared that Kuroki was going to strike her in his anger. He didn't, but it certainly made her hurry towards the new hallway that she was sure wasn't there before. She wasn't sure whether she'd rather strike out alone here or remain near the increasingly creepy Kuroki. Images of strangulation shuddered through her mind, of being battered to pieces on the walls. Her imagination provided no face for her attacker. It could be Kuroki or whoever else wandered these hallways. After a terrified glance back, she realized she could never outrun him if he did want to make a break for it, and it was nice to have bigger backup.
This became clearly the right option when Aishi and Kenka walked into view right in front of her. Jane recognized the hairstyle of her new friend from class. He had been strange, certainly, but no stranger than her siblings. There was no sign of his quiet kindness now, just glowing evil. "Noooooo!" Jane wailed, splattering foam on the walls and floor, where it began to dissolve what it touched. "Please, snap out of it... don't make me spray you..." She cried, backing up towards Kuroki.
"It won't kill me, but I don't want to fight with a hole in my stomach." Yuu shuddered and clenched her fists as the wound closed up. "Thank you." Yuu stood and looked both ways. Nothing familiar. She didn't expect there to be. "We need to find the others and the students, then work out a plan." She spoke, all business, then hesitated. "Arthur... you know you can trust me, right? Despite that Valentines Day." She spoke in somber tones, remembering John's screams almost as loudly as Marika's. It was a horrible day. Maybe the worst.
"Valentines Day? Did you two have a horrible date? Cause that's gross." Martha cocked her head at them, then spun when the sound of sneakers on the ground entered her ears. She saw the violet in the student's eyes and her mouth opened in shock. Quickly it turned back into a scowl, but one that looked on the verge of birthing a grin. "Well, looks like my plan wasn't stupid after all! Let's see who doesn't break their fist on me!" Martha stomped and flicked out her hands into a defensive position, whipping up a wind with the speed of her movements.
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