Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Location: My mind


Who I am with: The mad teacher-friend? (@Mad Prince of Sanity)


What I am doing: Listening and hugging


More color added and Why'nn shivered a bit at it, but said nothing. She was glad the shield wouldn't hurt her friends or Father. After all, she quite enjoyed having the presence of someone she knew and trusted in her mind. She snapped the confusing memory shut and put it on a shelf, deciding she would deal with it later. However, as the teacher drew forth the stand and the bell, she drew in a breath. After he finished speaking she carefully approached him, then wrapped her arms around him, her head resting against his midsection.


"I like you," she stated. However, with this action her hat was knocked askew. She didn't seem to notice, nuzzling him gently. "Headmistress is not nice. I have to go see her every Tuesday evening for 'special lessons.' She has James ("Captain") come see her for Necromancy training on Mondays and Wednesdays. She is a scary person. Why would you want to be in her presence?"


The books began to right themselves, no more help seemed necessary. Unless Shard enjoyed the affection, he would know he could leave at any time.
 
Shard


Location: Why'nn's Mind


With: Why'nn


Action: Being hugged.... how delightful!


Shard had been looking about studiously when he felt Why'nn hug him, making him blink before chuckling at her simply statement of enjoying his presence "Well now, then I suppose I am doing SOMETHING right as a teacher than aren't I?" Rather than be put off by this or move from the affection, Shard simply righted her hat and returned the hug, if a bit awkwardly due to holding his cane. At her denouncing of Nishira's character Shard snorted and patted the girl on the head, now smiling... or rather grinning at how he had bothered her before "She is..... cold, no pun intended about her being undead by the by, but something tells me that things aren't going to go exactly as she plans by the end of it all. A plane may be large, and a very solid claim as to the power of it's owner, but.. there are always bigger fish in the sea, astral or no, and thus larger threats to face wherever you go." Shard, in the meanwhile, had not broken the hug unless Why'nn wanted to or released him herself. During his time gathering her memories he had surmised this meant quite a bit to her and so he simply paused for a moment, before sighing and began to hum softly.


"Do try and remember something though Why'nn. Not all gathered here are here against their will, some simply wish to see how far what the universe decrees as not belonging can come. Especially when given a properly mad instructor." Shard grinned, before giving her a slight rocking motion and glanced about. Letting this go on for as long as she felt it needed to.
 
Location: My mind


Who I am with: The mad friend (@Mad Prince of Sanity)


What I am doing: Snuggling


Her expression became troubled. "Liches are not good, so it will not be bad if things do not go as she plans. I would like to go home so I can fight against Szass Tam... But I do not believe Father would let me go. I am likely not ready. And do you mean one might wrest control from Headmistress? Hmm... That would not be b...ad... depending... depending on..." As he hummed and rocked her, her thoughts did not come so rapidly. She let out a soft coo and her mind began to shut down. It wasn't unconsciousness, but a deeper state of security.


Her thoughts slowed, then hung and blurred into a pleasant mix of nothingness. Imaginings sprung up, then disappeared. Her eyes closed as things in her mind simplified. She turned her head, running her lips against the fabric of his clothing. Perhaps others would've sucked on a thumb in this mindset, but she was more interested in feeling a texture with the more sensitive skin. After a moment, she relaxed against him. Even in the mental realm her weight was negligible. The tiny girl would be as nothing to him.


In the material world, she let out a coo and curled into a ball, a gentle smile upon her lips.
 
Shard


Location: Back to reality


With: Why'nn.... sort of.


Action: Leaving a new friend a gift.


Shard only continued to hum and rock in the mind-scape for another minute or so, as the happenings here began to slow and simplify. Their details and meanings becoming overly obvious and he chuckled softly at this. As he withdrew himself from her mind, Shard morphed what had once been his form into something akin to a magical cocoon for the girl. This one's inner workings comprised of ever-shifting, pleasant textures and sensations, ranging from clothe to smooth stone, to the soft caress of what felt like a thousand little nubs peppering over one's skin, to a gentle thrum that would arc throughout it's entirety from Whynn's head to her toes.


Back in the material world, Shard opened his eyes and sighed at the sight before him. He scooped up the girl in question and took her to a nearby bench, snapping his fingers and having a portal appear above it and said portal deposited a blanket which he sat her in and wrapped tightly about her. He then sat beside her and yawned a bit, tilting his head and humming in curiosity "Well now, I suppose i have to wait here until you awaken don't I? How long has it been.. since I last slept I wonder?" Giving a soft shrug Shard tipped his hat down over his eyes and sighed, simply waiting for her to awaken. Murmuring as he did so "Delrick you have got to buy her a teddy bear or something....."
 
Location: The Arena


Who I am with: Friend? (@Mad Prince of Sanity)


What I am doing: Waking up


The textures were nice and, as she was exposed to each new one, her glove absorbed it. When she was alone in her mind, however, she began to wake up a bit, coming to slowly. She was wrapped in something warm and she moaned, then turned over to face the wall. Someone was talking. It was quiet, but it was there. Why'nn stirred and her eyes began to open. The other sounds told her the battle was still raging, but she didn't feel so confused anymore, or angry.


As she rolled over to look at who was around, not bothering to uncurl yet, her gaze landed on Shard. The girl smiled and sat up, yawning and stretching as she did. Her sharpened teeth were obvious while her mouth was open, but she didn't take the time to notice if the blanket had a color. Instead, she focused on him.


"Thank you," she whispered. "I still have some gummies. Do you want any?" Why'nn drew the bag of gummy zombie heads from her bag of holding and offered the sweet to him. "Sir Sieghart gave them to me. They are my favorites!" For all her ferocity in battle, it was clear she had the manner and naivete of a small child. Perhaps it was the years of minimal interaction with other creatures, or perhaps it was simply her natural state. Either way, she'd obviously decided he was someone she liked and trusted.
 
Shard


Location: Bench of newfound trust


With:Why'nn @folclor


Action: I love gummies!


Shard hardly noticed Why'nn wake up, nor her sharp teeth, due to his hat being down over his eyes. however, when she offered a gummy his hand shot out so fast that by the time Why'nn realized he had taken it, he was already eating it. he then shrugged "Eh, no thank you, I'm not the biggest fan of gummy food." Looking down however, Why'nn would notice a few more of the gummies missing and Shard's jaw moving in a telling chewing motion. Shard then tilted his hat up and gave the girl a smile "Well he sounds like a nice fellow, and I am glad you are feeling better. However, now that you are awake and unharmed I am going to have to head back to the teacher's booth alright?"


Shard stood, stretching a bit and yawning "Do your best in the tournament, I'll be watching. I expect very good things from you now. Remember, if all else fails, try doing the last thing not only your opponent would expect, but the last thing you would expect as well." Shard twirled his cane a bit "You never know when the absolute best thing to do could be completely and utterly random. Now, stay out of trouble, and you remember what to do if you need me right?"
 
Location: The Arena


Who I am with: Mad friend (@Mad Prince of Sanity)


What I am doing: Watching him go


Slowly, Why'nn nodded. "Yes, sir. Yes, sir, I shall." Already, her mind was running contingency plans in case she had to face James. He would be hard to fool, for certain. She stood along with him, realizing for the first time that she no longer had a hat. Well, she didn't mention anything about it or let it color her outward expression. At his last question she smiled brightly. "Yes, sir, I do. Thank you." She hugged him again, but only briefly. After the hug, she stepped back, still draped in the blanket.


"I hope you are enjoying the fights and I look forward to your class tomorrow, sir." The girl knelt and bowed her head, as she had gotten into the habit of doing to the teachers.
 
Location: Infirmary


With: Ivela(@Lunaria Silver ), medical staff


Doing: Getting healed


Reagan was a little embarrassed that she said that out loud instead of in her head, but Ivela's response helped ease her into more conversation. 'Roll with it.' Reagan slumped into a cot as the medical staff began healing her burns. "Where I've been, telepaths generally make themselves scarce, and do everything in the shadows." She clenched and unclenched her fists rapidly as electricity arced off her. 'Too many bad times. I'm going to break them.'
 
Location: Infirmary


Who I'm With: Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 ) and nurses


What I'm Doing: Being healed


Ivela nodded her head at Reagan. "Anyone who can use nen tries to keep that to themselves in my world. It isn't something that the general public can be aware of. Of course, ideally the underground shouldn't have been aware of it either."


Ivela chuckled, realizing that Reagan seemed to detest those who work from the shadows. "In my past, I always work from the shadows. The shadows are my comfort zone."


She looked at the electricity that Reagan seemed to be summoning electricity. "I was never a fan of electricity. It is...painful."
 
Location- Arena


Who I'm with(@Valian(@folclor


What I'm doing- calming


"Mediation isn't my thing." She said looking towards the battle. She was aware that most of her peers used it to regain strenght. She had never run into a situation when her power didn't come when she asked for it. Her power was connected with her life force. She had never been pushed to the brink of death, but in theory she would be a threat till her last breath. She realized her body was glowing in a bright gold light. She felt it wash over her and she calmed. It had come when she had forgiven Valian... And when she wanted to protect Grim. She looked at her hands before back to Valian and the fight. Was this what her sister told her? Was this the true strength you could only achieve when you fought for others instead of yourself? She didn't know for sure.
 
Character: Tetsuko


Location: Arena


Doing: Fighting


With: Grim @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


With her opponent dazed and her own time quickly running out, Tetsuko is struggling to come up with new solutions to an increasingly old problem. How to remove her opponent from existence. Her tentacles would eventually reach him if he stayed put, but that didn't seem like a viable tactic here. She was no longer in a state where firing her weapon normally was also impossible. She had created a decent defensive perimeter around herself, but she could only attack at range in a single direction now....


So that's exactly what she chose to do. Her cannon cocks as the otter decides on just what to shoot, and then after a second fires her massive cannonball up into the air. But, instead of allowing it to come down slowly as she had on her first opponent, this time the massive tendril hovering over her darts out, catching the chunk of dangerous metal and then slinging it at equally dangerous speeds towards her opponent.
 
Location: Infirmary


With: Ivela(@Lunaria Silver ), medical staff


Doing: Getting healed, talking


Reagan shrugged as she was getting healed, listening to Ivela. "I don't just shoot lightning everywhere. I use it to hit bad guys. Usually telepaths. When I get worked up, it just kind of does this." Reagan took a few deep breaths as the sparking slowly faded away. "I really need to get that under control. Before I scorch the courtyard again." Reagan waited for the staff to finish healing her so that she would be able to go back out and watch the fights.
 
Location: Infirmary


Who I'm With: Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm Doing: Talking


Ivela sighed as she felt her burns start healing up. Healing magic was a great thing. That damn demon, dark light freak! Acid spewing little...unsavory...word.


She looked up at her before chuckling again. "Bad guys, huh? So, you're the righteous type. How..." Boring? Dull? Typical? "refreshing."


Ivela didn't really know whether or not she should tell her that she was a bad guy herself. Assasins aren't exactly the most savory of people.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Tetsuko (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: BLOODY HELL!


Grim gritted his teeth and tried to keep his panting down. The pain in his left ankle svc foot was excruciating, it almost drowned out the pain in his right wrist. Taking a deep breath he started to stand, bracing his back against the arena wall and putting his weight on his right foot.


He heard the ominous metallic clanking of the giant gun cocking. "Oh fer fucks sake." He said under his breath, anticipating her trying to bring the roof down. But when the cannon fired, it's deafening thunder rolling throughout the arena, he readied his left arm to try and block the falling roof. But as he watched the projectile get caught by the giant tentacle, his shoulders sagged and he started moving to the left. Pushing off with his good right leg, the otter leapt several feet to his left, yelling in pain and frustration as he did. His feet and legs felt the debris and shockwave as the cannon ball slammed into the space he had just occupied.


Landing with no grace flat on his stomach he looked up to see he was in a better firing position and that the makeshift wall had crumbled just low enough he had a clear shot, for now, at the glowing and pulsing light that had been Tetsuko. Raising his pistol he fired four shots in quick succession through the gap in the wall. If the wall formed back up the first shot would punch through it, and while most of its energy would be spent the plasma would continue towards his target. That first bullet would've also created a hole for the other bullets to follow through to Tetsuko.


He began getting to his feet as he fired getting ready to either dodge again or even charge in and use his axe to attack the glow that was Tetsuko.
 
Location: Infirmary


With: Ivela(@Lunaria Silver ), Medical staff


Doing: Getting healed/talking


Reagan chuckled as he wounds healed. "Righteous, huh? Not a word I'd use to describe myself. I'm not one of those Boros drones. All Izzet, all the way." Reagan chuckled once more, then sighed. 'I didn't even want to fight back then. Now, I'm ready to throw down with enough provocation. What's happening here? To everyone? To me?' As the healing finished, Reagan got up. "I'm gonna head back and watch the fights. See ya." Reagan proceeds to walk out of the infirmary and move through the crowd, getting into a good viewing position so she could analyze the tactics of the fighters of the moment.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I am with: No one/James (@TommyGun15)


What I am doing: Giving gift


It was after the Mad Friend left that Why'nn realized the blanket was blue. This caused her to jump slightly and remove it from her being. At least it was blue and not red. Quickly, she stood and hurried back to James. She draped the blanket over him.


"I know you like blue. Here." 'This color does not belong to me.'





With a slight blush, she stood and moved to Pale Luna, petting her mane gently.
 
Character: Tetsuko?


Location: Arena


Doing:


With: Grim @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


The shots rang out. What was left of Tetsuko became immediately and dreadfully aware that the otter didn't take the full force of her attempted surprise attack. She was immobile. She was injured. And worst of all, she didn't want to lose. All the tendrils between herself and Grim tried to shoot towards the path of those bullets, but no matter how hard she tried, they just weren't fast enough. The rapidly oscillating rings around that core of light were struck by three of the bullets, seeming to deflect them away, but the fourth bullet strikes through.


At first it sounds like shattering glass. You would expect to see cracks in the sphere if the light weren't so bright as to obstruct the view within. Then, all at once, the rings surrounding it start to shatter and fly off, sending shards of shrapnel in fairly random directions. Finally, the arena is filled with a loud wailing noise, coming not from Tetsuko but from the cannon itself. Like an injured animal's primal scream of fury. The tentacles farthest from Tetsuko decay first, dropping suddenly into metallic puddles on the ground. The largest of them, fairly close to Tetsuko as it was, began to reach out at Grim as far as it could, but before it could manage to thin itself to a point where it could grasp the otter, it too dropped with a splash, and then all is calm for a moment.


The glowing sphere had also been dropped, its connection to the cannon severed. The light was dimming quickly, until it was revealed to be a complex crystalline structure with pulses of electricity running through it along unseen channels throughout. This very same electricity was now arcing out along the puddles of metal, pulsing as far as it could reach. Some of the ooze nearest to Grim, thanks to that large tentacle, tried to rise up from the ground, but no matter how much effort was put into it, it could only vaguely resemble Tetsuko. Still, it had a voice, and it had most of a face. Even if that face kept melting and reforming.


"Why- do you live.. couldn't.. I want.." the face attempts a frown, and then a look of pure anger and hatred, and then suddenly that too melts and what's left is a relatively whole and smiling face, "I want.. a strong wielder.. to be strong too.. you didn't stop, even when I had you.. please.. please run now..." that visage too splashes into the ground, and there's no sign of it getting back up.


Yet, despite this fact, the ooze seems to be spreading out. Further, even, than it seemed it should be able to. If Grim weren't to move away from the mass of metallic slime, it would begin to eat away at any part of his body it could reach.


Character: Frank Estello


Location: Arena


Doing: Making a request


With: Nishira @folclor


Frank huffed quietly as he watched the scene unfold, but in truth he was deeply encouraged by the results of what he was seeing. Indeed, he had discovered and knew the purpose of that crystal, a constructed mind created from the memories and DNA of the girl who was once Tetsuko. He still didn't understand exactly how or why it was created, he had yet to be able to dig into the cannon itself, but he knew that out of any part of this device... that was without a doubt Tetsuko lying motionless on the ground.


"Mistress Nishira, though it might seem that the fight continues, it is in fact over. Tetsuko is dead, or at least incapacitated. The thing remaining in the ring, the cannon... as far as I can surmise, it is an unthinking, unfeeling, devourer. This is the reason my wardings took longer, I have installed a special rune for cleaning this mess up. If you would allow it, please announce Tetsuko's defeat. I would not wish to see a student consumed by that thing, or we may not be able to retrieve any part of him for resurrection." he spoke, of course, of Grim who was still in the arena with the encroaching ooze.
 
Location- Arena


Who I'm with- Valian-(@folclor


What I'm doing- feeling sad.


"That poor girl." Violet said softly she easily sliced through Ivela's nets as if they weren't there. "She... She deserves to die, not because I hate her or that she's done something, but out of mercy." Violet felt as if she would shed tears. "You don't end up like that, someone made her like this." Her eyes wandered up to the balcony in which Nishira was seated. She saw a man next to her. He appeared to be speaking and looking at what was left of the girl. Her aura of gold pulsed brighter as she grew angry. "Something tells me he's got something to do with this Valian." She said her eyes stareing holes Into Frank.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna) and Frank (@Pinkalyn)/Violet (@StartingOver)


What I'm doing: Listening/Talking


Nishira wanted to see whether the ooze would, indeed, consume the otter but Frank was right. As good an asset as Tetsuko was, Grim would be on par once she was finished with him. The nurses, sensing their mistress's will, scurried into the pit, avoiding the ooze until they got to the otter and lifted him, carrying him to safety and healing.


"He is the winner but... I do so want to see Tetsuko consume something. Now, do clean the mess up so I can start the next fight. We are almost to the semi-finals."


---


Valian glanced from the pit to Violet to the blond teacher talking to the headmistress. He frowned slightly.


"While I wouldn't put it past the teachers here to do something like this, I'm pretty sure she must've been mostly like this when she showed up." His attention turned back to the pit as the nurses carried his brother to safety. "Well... I mean... I assume the melting isn't normal but..." He shrugged. "Let's not go on a witch hunt yet."
 
Location- Arena.


Who I'm with- Valian(@folclor


What I'm doing- if looks could kill.


"There's a underbelly here Valian, no doubt about it." Her eyes had not moved from Frank. "Only question is what kind of monsters reside in it." She now had a decsion to make. She knew someone who wanted this place exposed. That would put her smack dab back in the middle of the fighting, but if it was to protect someone... She smiled. Maybe it was time to own up to her oath that she took as a huntress so long ago.


"After the fights I'm going to disappear for a bit." She said to Valian before walking towards Grim.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Tetsuko (@Pinkalyn ) /The nurses


What I'm doing: Winning....? / Looking for a strong drink


Grim groaned as he watched the impacts, thinking he'd have to use his axe to finish the fight. The glass shattering didn't really register with him at first. But when the shards started flying, he raised his right arm to cover his face turn away. The otter grunted as he felt the impact of some the shrapnel in his exposed back and right side. Staggering to the arena wall, leaning on it for support, he looked back at the dying beast. He had no other way to describe the terrible death knell it made. The sound brought a shiver to his spine and memories flashed through his mind of fallen vermin and woodlanders and friends. Cringing away from the giant tentacle as it made a final effort to reach him, he barely had the energy to stand, let alone run from it. But watching it fall, deflated and ooze, the notion he'd won flickered to his mind.


He let out a sigh, and sagged against the wall. Watching the electrical arcs jump from puddle to puddle, as the face tried to form before him he raised his pistol at. Knowing he had only a few rounds remaining, he'd use them to at least go out fighting or grant her a bit of mercy. As the melting and forming face spoke, he tilted his head a little to the side. His finger had been slowly squeezing the trigger backwards, on the very edge of the trigger's edge, the puddle splashed back onto itself. The words hung in his mind.


"I want.. a strong wielder.. to be strong too.. you didn't stop, even when I had you.. please.. please run now..."


He almost felt sad for her, then he watched the ooze start to move towards him, the fur on his neck stood up and his skin crawled. Limping along the wall, away from the ooze, his left foot throbbing in pain and bleeding, combined with pain and blood loss from his right arm, the otter had trouble focusing. His world was starting to blur and swirl, but he kept trying to move away from the silvery ooze. After a few more steps his eyes rolled into his head and his body collapsed to the floor, succumbing to blood loss.


He awoke on a cot, the visage of the nurses looming over him. While not the most pleasant thing to wake to, he'd seem them from this angle before. So he simply lay there and let them minister to his wounds, knowing their skill and magics would have him up and feeling better very soon.


Although what he really wanted was a strong drink, he'd seem them offer a flask before and had smelt it even. "Drink?" He asked the closet one to him. It chirped and chittered, but held fourth a silver flask to him. Taking it in his left paw, since his right arm was being tended to, and held it up in a cheers style salute and took a large drink. The fluid burned a welcome warmth down his throat and spread through his chest. Smiling he held the flask to his chest and looked around. He saw Valian and Violet standing next you each other and talking. 'Well dats gud.' He closed his eyes before Violet began walking to him, he assumed both his brother and mate would be by his side soon enough.
 
Location: Infirmary then Arena


Who I'm With: Nurses then Why'nn (@folclor )


What I'm Doing: Checking on Well-being


She waved at Reagan after she left, choosing to remain seated for a moment longer. She felt like she wanted to hibernate. Oh well. After all was said and done she would meditate. There's no reason to sleep when the day is not yet over.


Ivela sighed, feeling her cloth like sheets of music being sliced through. They had obviously been weakened when she was shot by acid. She had forgotten to disintegrate the sheets of music that were connected to each other, therefore leaving no space between each sheet. That was a thing that a lot of conjurers did...sometimes they forgot to disintegrate the things they created. She removed the shreds of the sheet before getting up and walking out of the infirmary, passing by Grim being carried in. Did he win or lose? She would find out in a moment.


First, she had to see if Why'nn was ok.


When she left the infirmary, still barefoot of course, she looked around for the half-undead girl. She saw her once again petting that weird unicorn. She walked up to Why'nn with a soft smile.


"How are you feeling?" Ivela asked the girl. She fully intended to ask what happened, but the more pressing matter was seeing if she was ok.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Violet (@StartingOver) and Grim (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna)/James (@TommyGun15) and Ivela (@Lunaria Silver)


What I'm doing: Greeting/Answering


Valian nodded. He actually did agree that there was something wrong here, but he had never tried to figure out exactly what. He moved with her, over to his brother's side.


"Hey, man. That was an epic fight." He smiled gently as he watched the nurses frantically work on the otter. "Looks like you came out on top, though."


---


Why'nn smiled slightly as Ivela approached. "Her name is Pale Luna. If James is okay with it... perhaps she will let you pet her. She is quite sweet." The girl nuzzled the undead creature. The question was difficult to answer and she fumbled slightly, hiding behind Pale Luna as much as she was able. "I... I am all right," she lied. As she had never actually lied before, she was terrible at it. The dishonesty was written on her face.
 
Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Why'nn (@folclor ) and James (@TommyGun15 )


What I'm Doing: Staring


Ivela chuckled and shook her head. "I have never done well with animals. I do not see them as companions." The only animal she had ever been around that hadn't tried to kill her was Mike, her family's guard dog. He wasn't exactly the sort that you would play with. He was highly trained.


When Why'nn told her that she was fine, Ivela stared at her for a moment. She didn't need to be trained to see people's emotions by body language to see that Why'nn was lying. But, if it had to do with a telepath, Ivela knew that she wouldn't be able to help her. So she said nothing.


"I am glad you are ok. I was worried." She stated, with a slight grin on her face.
 
Character: Frank Estello


Location: Arena


Doing: his job


With: Teachers and Nishira @folclor


Frank nodded as Nishira agreed to his terms. In response to Nishira's desire to see something devoured he gave a slow nod, humming to himself, "Soon enough, I'm sure. No doubt we'll have plenty of jobs for her, once she's been put back together. It's a shame that she's so.... incomplete. Yet, I can't help but love that about her. A puzzle waiting to be solved, you know how I always did chase after those." even as he spoke, the Doctor was up to something. A few hand gestures, and his watch was now drawn out in front of him. Peering into it, he muttered something unintelligible, then put it away.


"Ah, and now for the grand finale..." he stood his full height, piercing gaze focused on the arena below. The ooze was spreading ever faster as it tried to scale the walls and escape, while at the same time devouring through the ground itself too. Frank remained calm despite this. He had planned for nearly everything. And, luckily enough, this just happened to fall into that category.


A magical cage


Rune of sentient metals


Tetsuko Sealing





As Frank finishes the incantation a glowing string of symbols appears across the cannon, and then in a spiral outwards from it, covering all of the ooze from top to bottom in a softly pulsing yellow light. Every inch of the silvery devourer that the runes spread to become immobile, and within a few seconds the whole of the beast is encompassed in Frank's spell. Then, all at once every bit of it is drawn backwards with the force of a hurricane, all of the material swept up into the cannon's open back end. After a veritable storm of metal and debris settles, the only thing left to suggest that Tetsuko had been there were the holes in the arena, and the cannon that now lay on its side in the center of the destruction, almost harmless if it weren't clearly a weapon. This is soon retrieved by a group of the medical staff, who rather than taking it to an operating room of their own, place it in a special location for Frank to retrieve later.


"That will take care of her for about twenty four hours or so, after which I'll begin repairs, but not before I've had my appointment with Why'nn and a few select other students." there's a momentary pause and then the Doctor relaxes visibly, "Ah, I haven't felt this exhilarated in eons. To think, it's been so long since I last tasted fresh blood in the air.." his smile curls wickedly before he takes a deep and calming breath, returning to a more passive expression, "Shall I repair some of the arena, or do you feel that these additions will make things more interesting? I suspect the entire floor is unstable at this point."
 
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