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Post by TimePuppy on Jan 26, 2018 22:58:03 GMT
Arthur made a grave mistake in an important nagotiation. He misjudged the other side's motives. This was why he had specialized employees for important nagotiations, and it was one of the fears that motivated him to relinquish his position on Kryyn. He'd already wasted too much time asking questions and the rising winds signaled Sima Yi's patience was running thin. He lost his opportunity for a counter-offer. It looked it was time to fight.
"No, Yi... If you were the rightful ruler, you'd already be ruling. Your time came and went. Now you need to go, too!"
At least the time sink let him know his enemy was a wind manipulator. Projectiles would probably not be too useful. So Arthur dashed in, launching a punch at Tsubasa's stomach and then a hook at his jaw.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Feb 13, 2018 5:04:56 GMT
Shin quickly shifts his body's position to better offer support to the Teen Detective's staggering body. As Seicho explains his ability, Shin begins to examine his new friend with his enhance vision as he is curious to see what supernatural element, if any, is influencing his newest friend. However, during Shin's examination, he is caught off guard by the Teen Detective's next sentence. "A woman?" asked an extremely confused Shin. Wondering what exactly Seicho is talking about. Yet before he could hear an answer, Shin's eyes widen as he is hit with by the sudden ink like splash. "What the hell!" Shin tries his best to wipe the black liquid of his face as quickly as possible as the substance temporary blinds him, preventing him from fully realizing what just happen.
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Post by Kuma on Feb 20, 2018 1:28:50 GMT
-Oh shit.- Kiba’s smile vanished, the same happening to the Phantom Warlord behind him, as his fist glanced the side of Martha’s head. The air pressure created by his attack shattered the wall behind the Doll, who inched closer with every passing second. The Possessed Delinquent saw her incoming punch but couldn’t react in time to do anything. A barrage of fisticuffs jackhammered against his head. The wet and disgusting sound of his nose breaking, spurting a jet of blood was the first of several painful sounding noises caused by the impact of Martha’s fist against his face. The Phantom Warlord Hosts had great powers, but greatly improved durability wasn’t one of them. Martha’s flurry of blows was devastating, breaking Kiba’s jaw, knocking out several teeth and possibly giving him enough concussions to kill several professional boxers at once. The giant of a student managed to let out a very faint pained groan before falling backwards, collapsing on the rubble he created before. Even if Martha didn’t flat out kill him with her offensive, he was pretty close to dying.
-You… bitch…- Tsume barely managed to utter those words as blood kept spraying out of his wounds. Like a faucet with too much water pressure. His body raptured until the blood flow stopped. His eyes slowly rolled to the back of his head. His body temperature slowly dropped, as the last twitches of his nervous system rocked his body until finally they stopped. Tsume was dead, his body motionless on the floor.
Tsubasa glared at Arthur the moment the Frost Wizard started talking. His fingers on the hand he was hiding behind his back tensed up, straight and open like a fan. As Arthur charged the Phantom Warlord powered delinquent swiped the air in front of him, the spectral figure behind him moving in tandem with a wide sweep of it’s phantasmagorical feather fan. A powerful blast of wind surged in front of Tsubasa, a raging gale that would even push a speeding car. The attack wasn’t directly aimed at Arthur, it was too massive, engulfing the whole hallway, like a wall, stopping before impacting the Frost Wizard. Tsubasa, with a disgustingly sly smirk bowed, confident on his wind wall. -This is where we split paths, is a shame that you do not desire to serve under my wing.- Clearly Arthur’s taunts didn’t even bother him, his sickening confidence still brimming out of his every move. He bowed and a small cyclone formed on the floor around him. The powerful wind covered him, distorting the air and hiding his sudden disappearance. Only the faint echo of his arrogant chuckle was left hanging behind him.
-’Tis a matter of time until this “student” would either die out or turn on us.- Urnas shook his hand with evident disgust, trying to remove as much ink as he could. -The insufferable cunt.- He put a lot of emphasis into the insult. -That created him and the others also was the one who did something similar to this place over the ancestral land of my people, Orasul Sange.- His glare became harsher, his face contorted so much it was hard to tell he once looked human, seeming more in line with the wrinkled snout of a beast than actual skin. -Our priced heirlooms and the crypts of my ancestors were destroyed by her careless actions.- He took a handkerchief from the inside of his jacket, opening it with his clean hand to use it on his ink-covered opposite, but his disgust grew upon seeing that the cloth was also drenched on ink. -All of them are her disposable...- He threw the handkerchief on the floor. -minions, none of them is truly alive, just figments of her twisted and perverted imagination.- Urnas took several steps towards the stairs from where he came with Jane. He sniffed the air. -I think your comrades are right below us, a couple of floors down.- He advanced until he reached the edge of the staircase down. -Follow me, we need to group up and search for this despicable woman.- And with that said he started going down the staircase.
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Post by HungryHunter on Feb 20, 2018 7:19:04 GMT
Jane looked at the handkerchief on the floor. Stained with the blood of a puppet. She wouldn't even leave that much behind if she was stabbed through. How much self-awareness did they have? Did they think they were human until the command of their creator pushed them to kill? Just like her? Was she just like them? The thin veneer of humanity over something little more than a toy? She sprayed a little foam and melted the inky cloth into a puddle. She didn't want to look at it anymore. She followed Urnas to the stairs, eyes down. A figment of a twisted imagination looked down into darkness. Nothing looked back.
Martha's arms seemed to vanish, impressions of her fists appearing on Kiba's face with no fist attached. She didn't count the number of blows that landed. It was just enough. She closed an eye when something warm splashed half her face and kept punching. She felt bones warp under her fists. Kiba fell with a thunderous crash and she whooped. The thrill of victory was like a lightning bolt rushing through her veins and she couldn't help but laugh until her damaged ribs left he doubled over coughing.
Her alabaster fists and face were coated in bright red blood, fresh from Kiba's face, but her grin couldn't be any bigger. "Now whose gloves are off!? Ah, fuck, my ear..." The high was fading. She was sore. She looked down at her fists, the color of the blood on her body slowly dawning on her. "Wait... fuck... That's not right! You guys were real!? Kiba!" Martha knelt. "Arthur! I need spells! Not for me! Make him stay alive!" She called to her friend, freed up from his enemy.
Not far from her, Yuu was still pushing down on the coat as it soaked through. Tsume was long since still. Yuu had watched his eyes fade like she had so many. That's right, you've done this before. Why so different now? Is it because it wasn't for me? A voice spoke in her head. It wasn't hers. It sounded more like Marika. Finish off the other one too. They tried to hurt you! You're going to just let them get away with that? Yuu twitched and stood. She stepped away from Tsume's corpse. It was right. She had been responsible for death before. She had helped Marika capture people, watched as she stripped them, strapped them down, and cut them apart while they lay paralyzed by her venom. She had allowed this. What was different here?
Nothing. Said the Marika-voice, and she gained a name.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Feb 21, 2018 6:51:25 GMT
If there is a confusion gauge, Shin would be well beyond a 10 at this point. "Hang on. Time out. What exactly are you talking about?" The young swordsman turns towards his fellow "students" as he tries to see if anyone else is the same page as him. However seeing Jane's reaction forces Shin to take a step back. "Ummm..Jane, is everything alright? You seem to be leaking . . ." The fuck just came out of her? he thought to himself for a moment as he was trying to figure out what to say next. " . . . ummm . . ." His hesitation to speak continues in awkward silence as he witnesses the affects of Jane's foam on the handkerchief, as she follows Urnas to the stairs. ". . . never mind," he finally manages to say, though at this point he is only talking to himself as the doll is already walking down the stair. Not wanting to be too far behind, a still confused Shin quickly makes his way to the staircases and follows behind Jane, though keeping what he feels is is a safe distance away from her in case she sprays more foam.
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Post by TimePuppy on Feb 25, 2018 21:21:08 GMT
Arthur charged, but he was pushed back by an invisible wall. He expected something like this, of course. Still, he was hesitant to hurt Tsubasa, but when Sima Yi started disappearing he had to at least try and stop him. Even if he couldn't get past the wall, he could make ice shards appear behind Sima and hurl themselves at his legs.
Whether he managed to hit Sima yY (or if it had any effect on him if he did) mattered little, Arthur's attention was drawn away by Martha's shout. At this point Arthur realized putting Sima between himself and his allies wasn't the smartest idea. Now he was separated from the rest by the wind wall. Luckily, he didn't need to be next to them to use a healing spell. Being able to see him was good enough for one which, if nothing else, stabilized him enough for Arthur to find a way to get around the wind wall.
Noticing a door, he realized he was was probably next to a classroom. That gave him an idea. He created a large sledgehammer out of ice and tried to bust down the wall next to him, so he could go around the wind wall through the classroom.
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Post by Kuma on Feb 28, 2018 4:44:00 GMT
Urnas quickly took point, walking down the stairs with a spring on his step. Seemingly the prospect of killing Sakka Jaakuma was basically what kept him going through the months as he bided his time, playing the fool. He barely managed to use his powers on her to hide himself from her perception, but it was worth it, she wouldn’t see him coming and his revenge would be the sweeter because of that. He had fantasies about murdering the Demented Writer in the most horrible ways he could imagine. Urnas almost wanted to hum a song from his homeland, but he contained that impulse, still going down the stairs. Black ink still dripped from his hand, leaving a trail of droplets of darkness behind him. All the positive, yet frightening emotions, he didn’t show with his face could be seen on his shadow, that seemed to act independently from him, bursting with bubbles of black ichor, as if it was boiling. They went down the first level without issues and kept going down.
Kiba was on the floor, bleeding like a pig. Tsume was dead and cold besides Yuu, the last spurts of blood falling off from his corpses and expanding the puddle underneath him. The ice shards Arthur threw didn’t hit anything, as Tsubasa had already vanished, leaving only the whirlwind and the echo of his arrogant laughter behind him. Even when the Frost Wizard used the classroom to avoid the barrier he only found an empty hallway. But to the left he saw a group of people coming down the stairs. Urnas, leading Jane and Shin came out from the flight of stairs. The tall man, who looked a bit differently from what he looked as the headmaster scanned the area, looking up and down at Arthur. -So I bet you’ve fought some of the so called “students” controlled by that disgusting bitch and you have many questions.- He deeply bowed with courtly manner and extended his hand. His ink covered hand.
-I’m Urnas, I’ve been masquerading as this school Headmaster to avenge a wrongdoing the puppetmaster behind this hellish maze did to my family.- He realized that he was using the stained hand and quickly changed to his left, clean hand. -I think I might be able to answer some of those questions I mentioned early.- A calm and relaxed smile appeared on his face. -In exchange I only ask your assistance to eliminate the demented cunt that has been manipulating you since you arrived to this very building.- His smile had boiling anger hidden behind it, as a dangerous spark on his eyes was showcasing.
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Post by HungryHunter on Feb 28, 2018 9:41:29 GMT
"...sorry, Shin. I just... didn't want to see that anymore." Jane mumbled through her fingers, covering her face. She followed Urnas, looking back into the shadows. She shuddered to think of more students laying in wait below. To her surprise, they didn't come across anything of the sort. "Marthaaaaaaaa!" She ran to leap into her arms, but skid to a stop when she saw the blood soaking Martha's whole front. "Jane! You're alright! You-" She saw Jane's fear and looked down at her stained clothing.
"Oh. Yeah." She pressed her ear to her head, letting it attach through Arthur's magic. Her appearance was improved a little, but she was still sprayed with Kiba's blood. She leaned against the wall, feeling the side of her head, where the pain of her lost ear was really starting to ache in an odd, cold way. She wanted to get out of these gross clothes, but she didn't have anything to change into.
"Jane, are you alright?" Yuu stood, eyes still on Tsume. "Y-yeah. Urnas protected me." She didn't trust him, but he had defended her so far. "Then we trust him!" Martha nodded at Urnas. Yuu looked past Martha and Jane at the towering headmaster. "...we need all the help we can get." She weakly ventured, turning the other way. Marika-voice was silent on the matter. Maybe that was just a momentary lapse due to trauma. "Please, explain everything you know."
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Post by waybig1010101 on Mar 5, 2018 1:23:44 GMT
Shin continues after Jane and Urnas. Like Jane, he figure they would be walk towards another encounter with more students, however; he is shock to see Martha covered in blood. He freezes for a moment in fear for his comrade's life. Yet, after a few moments he could see that Martha wasn't in danger of losing her life. Well, at least for now. He remain quiet as Urnas begin to answer some of the questions bothering Shin. He didn't want to miss anything this man said next. Yet, he is a bit weary of working together with him. His goal for vengeance may end up getting the wrong person killed. He momentarily looks at the others to see if anyone else appears to have similar concerns or curiosities.
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Post by TimePuppy on Mar 11, 2018 19:15:10 GMT
Arthur wanted to cut around, but instead he found himself facing another hallway. He considered making another hole in the wall of that hallway, but he was interrupted by the sound of new arrivals. Catching a glimpse of them, he got ready in case Tsubasa came back but his worry turned out to be needless. The group featured familiar faces and they all looked sane enough. Of course, that didn't mean they couldn't be ink clones... Even though he was relieved to see Jane (and even Shin, to a degree) safe, he didn't completely let his guard down.
Arthur shook the "headmaster's" clean hand. "I'm getting the feeling you have a history with the purple-haired girl. So you knew these guys are just living ink?" Arthur eyes jumped over to Kiba. "And that some aren't?"
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Post by Kuma on Mar 13, 2018 3:13:27 GMT
-First and foremost allow me to properly introduce myself.- He deeply bowed with impeccable courtly manners and an educated smile on his face. -I am Urnas Ionescu, Duke of Orasul Sange, Lord of XIII House of the Ardelean Clan, Master of the Hunt of the Eastern provinces of the Sangeros Collective and currently in charge of bringing lawful punishment to Sakka Jaakuma, who defiled the ancient resting place of the Ancestors of the Ardelean Clan, Castle Rubinochi in Orasul Sange.- He spoke with the kind of confidence and tone just a nobleman with a long lineage behind him could use without looking ridiculous. As he talked his voice slowly turned less smooth and more gravely, barely containing the anger boiling beneath his gentlemanly facade. The handle of his umbrella creaked, almost cracking under the pressure being exerted by his fingers.
-Sakka Jaakuma.- Urnas said the name almost as if he was trying to spit something foul he accidentally ate. -The purple-haired girl, as you call her, committed great crimes against my clan, as her foul powers took over part of our territory, the graveyard reserved only to the noblest Vampyr, and built a mockery of our culture on top of it.- The Vampire Nobleman’s face was twisted in a mask of righteous fury. -She escaped our agents in Europe, thus I was tasked with hunting her and bringing her head back to the old country, so we can put it on the place it deserves.- He finished by adding -Pierced into a pike.- With the utmost intensity. There was a moment of silence as he gathered himself, trying to regain his composure and courtly manners. He slicked his hair back and fixed his tie, that had started to become loose from the tension of his neck as he spoke, with his chin locked into a snarl.
-I investigated for months, following the trail she left behind, seemingly working for some organization in Japan.- He proceeded explaining with less emotional outbursts, but it was clear his anger was still there, latent, like magma barely covered by unstable rock. -She seemingly started this place up, in matter of a couple of weeks this building was constructed over a crater as seemingly something fell recently here, landing from outside the boundaries of the atmosphere.- For a moment a hint of perplexity managed to escape the mask of severity his face had become. -I do not understand how the JHWAB was unable to detect it, but seemingly the Purple-Haired bitch has friends in high places.- He pointed at the bloody Kiba, slumped on the floor. -I did know some of her slaves were actually human, as she created beings that could possess humans, most of this place is a big experiment for her, testing her powers.-
-I couldn’t care less about them, my sole objetive is killing Sakka Jaakuma.- His tone and expression went dark again. -If I need to wade in the blood of Mortals to do it, I’ll do it gladly. The Sangeros Collective has given me permission to unleash my powers as I see fit.- Part of this was a veiled threat, basically telling the group that he wouldn’t mind killing them if they gt on his way.
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Post by HungryHunter on Mar 13, 2018 7:38:22 GMT
Yuu's face hardened slowly as Urnas spoke. They were dealing with forces she couldn't have expected starting this job. The creature they were facing could create things out of thin air, and vampires were involved trying to stop her. She didn't like either. "Fine, Urnas. We'll follow your lead. You certainly know more about her than any of us. But we won't tolerate murder. If you go out of your way to harm humans, we'll consider you our enemy just as much as her." She was half-convinced he was another creation of the monster who made this school, a double agent to back stab them. "Shin! Do you still have a clone outside of the school? Can you contact HQ?" She gestured for the white-haired teenager.
Martha didn't pay attention to anything other than Jane's increasing quivering during Urnas' speech. She gave him a quick scowl and steered Jane away. "Jane, stick close to me. I don't like Urnas, and Yuu's being weirder than usual. I don't know Shin either." She looked at him, studying him for a second. She wasn't sure what to think about him. He was rather normal looking. She liked his hair at least. How much does that count for? Nothing, Martha decided. "Yeah, I don't like him. Hey Shin! Stay over by Yuu! Yeah, right there!" She ignored Yuu's death glare and Jane's sighs, just grumbling over her bloody jacket again.
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Post by TimePuppy on Mar 14, 2018 21:04:16 GMT
The name Urasul Sange sounded vaguely familiar to Arthur, as if he'd heard some rumors he couldn't remember now circulating in the hidden world, but the rest of his introduction may as well have been gibberish. Very fittingly, he managed to spout out all of his pretentious titles with all the confidence of a pretentious noble. He really must have earned those titles.
"Good thing you don't need to wade in the blood of mortals then. Now, I'm pretty confident our employers would like Sakka to be brought in alive, but I'm also guessing you have an idea of who the possessed students are. So I'll cut you a deal. You don't care about the possessed people either way so don't kill them, and not only will I help you get to Sakka, since I'm sure a nobleman of your stature wouldn't want to get his hands too dirty, but I'll also mysteriously go blind when you kill her."
Arthur's approach was a bit more diplomatic than Yuu's. Perhaps he wanted to see if he can do better now since he failed to make a satisfactory deal with Sima Yi. Perhaps he wanted to limit unneeded casualties from the vampire's actions. Most likely it was a bit of both.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Mar 22, 2018 4:26:29 GMT
Shin couldn't follow what the exact details the guy was saying, but got the general gist of the situation. -So, he is on a mission for revenge against some girl, who is responsible for this school being so strange. And he appears to be okay with killing anyone who gets in his way . . . I can't help but wonder if maybe he is referring to us when he said that...- he said to himself. As the young swordsman continues to ponder over the meaning of the man's words, his concentration is broken as Yuu addresses him. "Ummm . . . no," he said slowly as he was afraid to piss of Yuu. "I . . . lost my clone in my last fight with that weird guy wearing the helmet. Since then, I haven't really had the strength to make another one." Shin looks at Martha with a look of pure confusion as she yells at him to stay by Yuu. "Umm, Martha . . . why are you shouting . . . I can hear you just fine," he finished wondering if her hearing had somehow been damage in her recent fight.
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Post by Kuma on Mar 24, 2018 4:03:03 GMT
Urnas completely ignored Yuu, turning to face Arthur. -My esteemed Mr. Cromwell, you don’t have to worry about your safety or your companion’s safety.- He smiled a predatory smile. -I don’t attack my allies, as I, as you so gracefully pointed out, am a Nobleman.- While he talked he methodically popped the bones of each individual finger, his umbrella being hooked to the ledge of a now blocked window. -My feud is only with the demented insect who dared to perturb the resting place of our past Clan Leaders.- He shifted into his left hand, continuing to pop his fingers, both hands getting equally drenched in black ink. -I hope your temporary blindness also extends to my swift retreat from this place, as I would wish to avoid having to explain my actions to the Bureau, they can be quite uncouth when it comes to properly treating a person of my stature and importance.- His smile grew wider as he turned around, walking towards the stairwell he came from. -Their isolationist policies will be the end of them, alongside their red tape and diplomatic solutions.- Clearly he knew a bit of the inner workings of the Hidden World Organizations.
Before reaching his intended destination he stopped, half turning, giving his profile to Arthur. Urnas was looking his own ink-stained hand and smiling. His eyes slowly moved from his own body to lock into Arthur. -I might’ve been born into Nobility, Mr. Cromwell, but most of my titles weren’t inherited, but gained.- He opened both hands, palms up, displaying them to Arthur. -Do not mistake nobility with faintness of heart, as I had to get my hands dirty to become Master of the Hunt.- His smile grew even wider, with a dangerous gleam coming out from his deep crimson eyes. He wasn’t a man, he was a predator, something that only looked like a fellow human, but truly hunted them. A Vampyr, one of power and wisdom gained by age and brutality. The momentary flare of killer intent vanished as soon as it appeared, with Urnas, not caring anymore, slicking his hair with his ink stained hands. He locked on to Shin. -You’re capable of sensing energy, which way should we go to find her? Up or down?- Evidently he had read their files.
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Post by HungryHunter on Mar 24, 2018 8:30:57 GMT
"It's alright, Shin. We'll just forge ahead." Yuu put a hand on Shin's shoulder and gave it a little squeeze. "Ignore Martha. You're doing fine, Shin." She stepped away and walked over to Martha. "Knock it off." "But I don't-" "Shut up!" Yuu's sudden shout made Martha reel back in surprise. Yuu never yelled. Yuu blew out an annoyed breath and composed herself, but still glared as she continued.
"Don't go picking fights with people who are on our side for no reason. I'm not going to demand that you like Shin, but don't yell at him over nothing. What you're doing is putting everybody at risk. You could get Jane killed because you hurt the team. Do you want that?" Yuu looked into Martha's eyes until she squirmed and looked away. "No. I won't start anything." "Good. And you're going to make up, because teams have to trust each other." To only light protests, Yuu steered Martha over to Shin. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you. We've just barely met and all." She grumbled, slouching enough to look half her height with her hands in her pockets. Yuu nodded and walked over to Arthur. This would have to do.
"If Urnas betrays us for any reason, let me act as point. I don't want to risk him draining you or Shin." She looked at the vampire from behind, feeling out his frame for where his heart lay. "Don't judge me for thinking of it. We don't know if we can trust him." She defensively added. There was a joy in making a plan, but a terror in the idea she might actually have to use it. She didn't know what this man could do. Vampires were too unpredictable, nearly as diverse in their powers as anybody else.
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Post by TimePuppy on Mar 24, 2018 17:38:10 GMT
Arthur has seen many scary things in his life. Towering beasts, dragons with wings the size of buildings, yet even as a child few things made him as uneasy as Urnas's predatory gaze.
"Alright. No unnecessary deaths and we have a deal." Arthur kept his composure until the vampire turned his attention to Shin. He let out a slow and silent breath of relief and let Yuu take him to the side for a bit. She told him about her fears, and Arthur nodded.
"Don't worry, I feel the same way." The predator's glare flashed in Arthur's mind. "I intend to stick to the deal if he does. But if he doesn't, light him up." He turned to join the rest, then paused.
"And Yuu? Mistakes happen. They can make us panic. You need to stay focused to avoid making more. For everyone's sake, including your own."
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Post by waybig1010101 on May 1, 2018 1:45:30 GMT
Shin nods his slowly as he tries his best to appear as if he understood what was going on. When the vampire asks him to check, he pause for a moment wondering exactly how he knew about his abilities. Worried that this stranger somehow knew about his clan, but decided to not mention anything, in case he is simple overreacting. He may just know his general abilities, without knowing anything about his clan. Besides if he does know stuff about his clan, its not like he is in a position to do anything about it right now. "Sure..." Shin slowly turns scans the school with his Mizukara enhanced vision to see if he can spot anything. While he is searching he asks Urnas a question:
"So, do you know about the weird magical floating pentagon underneath the school?"
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Post by Kuma on May 1, 2018 4:12:47 GMT
-Yes, I’ve seen it once or twice.- Was Urnas flat reply. -At first I thought it was something magical in nature, so I could disrupt it myself if that was the case.- He explained. -But clearly it lacks any kind of magical signature, I think it just seems like is magical because of the formation, but the true power source is whatever powers that wretched bitch ability.- His face turned into a grim mask of cold hatred as the mere thought of Sakka went through his head. The Vampire Nobleman quickly composed himself as he kept expositing about the school. -That circle seems to be the source of the school and the fictional students, to my knowledge she created it to hide something, or at least obscure some information about this area.- He kept talking, but surely Shin would start losing track of Urnas many scene-chewing proclamations of hatred for Sakka Jaakuma, as underneath them two massive energy sources, akin to the other students were appearing in the in-door park, where Arthur stumbled upon Sakka earlier in the day. Alongside them a third one, clearly a living one, was in-between the others.
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Post by HungryHunter on May 1, 2018 7:50:37 GMT
Yuu stiffened up when Arthur spoke to her. It took her a moment to make any expression, but when she did, it was a genuine smile, not her normal polite pretense. "Thank you. You don't know how much it means." What an odd pair they were. The two stabilizing factors of the team; a man who looked like a child, and a woman who looked 30 but didn't top 10 years. "It really is a shame we can't be friends. I'm sure you could teach me a lot."
She absentmindedly thought of Aoi again. If he was real, perhaps she could befriend him. He wouldn't know about Marika, about the secret that hung over her like the sword of Damocles. Heh, I like it. The only friend you can get is one who doesn't know anything about you! Or boyfriend, ick, I don't even touch that part of your mind. It's gross. You're really a pervert for all you're asexual on the surface. That voice in her head was hissing again.
Was she cracking up? Was killing Tsume the straw that broke the camel's mind? She had studied enough psychology to know that this didn't bode well for her mental state. At best, she was suffering from severe stress and possibly loneliness working together to create a temporary outlet. She definitely needed a friend. Or boyfriend. Yuu wasn't sure whether that was her own thought or Marika-voice messing with her again, probably the worst sign so far.
"Fine, ignore me." Martha mumbled when Shin just started looking around. "Wait, pentagram!? That's never a good thing! Can you even kick a demon!?" She looked at her feet and a grin began to form. "Jane, draw crosses on my shoes! I'm gonna kick the shit out of some demons!" Yuu, actually listening to Urnas, quickly plucked a marker from Jane's hands. "Nothing so permanent. Use paper and tape." Marika would throw a fit if Martha got her shoes ruined. She had learned a whole suite of new skills to make them specially for the swift doll.
While Jane used materials raided from one of the classrooms they passed to cut out sacred construction paper, Yuu put a hand on the hilt of Shin's sword. Urnas had gone too quiet and still for it to be anything but danger. "Where is it?" Yuu whispered, sidling up to Urnas. She had intended to ask whether he thought it was a good idea to seek out and destroy this circle, but there wasn't time for that now.
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