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[Phayne]

Location: Room 2R with Taz and Ikki

Darius sighed inwardly as he watched Taz attempt to snatch Ikki's tail, it was like watching a small child attempt to grab anything and everything that interested it without stopping to consider the repercussions. Darius would have had no complaints if Ikki had just lashed out in retaliation to the provocation; it was certainly well justified. Whilst Darius could not be sure, he was pretty confident that their tail would have been one of their most sensitive parts of the body and to have some neanderthal just brazenly grab it would have certainly been infuriating. On a serious note, Ikki was certainly someone that Darius would be keeping tabs on, considering his 'heritage' and affiliations with the Witches. Regardless of the current politics, Darius felt it necessary to suspect each and every potential threat.

"I'm surprised that their are students enrolled here that are dumb enough to thank you" replied Darius, unfazed by Taz's childish antic of 'stealing' his glasses. "In my books, you were the main instigator of this whole Fiasco; your childish need to compete and out do Mina Saito, eventually causing the Professor's plans to go awry" he added, taking another sip of his tea. "There in lies the root of my statement, all brawn and no brains. What was your reasoning for having to push Mina Saito to such an extent?... If your answer is as simple as 'needing to prove myself to be number 1', then your a failure of a Meister. This overconfidence of yours will eventually lead to your own downfall as well as the downfall of any weapon unfortunate enough to be paired with you" Darius returned his tea to its coaster and glanced towards Taz. He watched briefly as Prima attempted to pounce on Taz, yet made no actual remark to the action.

"Your foolishness and overconfidence led to this. Countless bystanders were hurt because you felt it was appropriate to push Mina, Kasper and yourself to the limits. Had it not been for Conor arriving to clean up your mess, then perhaps there would have been a few casualties" he stated bluntly, emphasizing Conor's name. Darius was no fool, he was aware of Taz's new found rivalry with Conor and perhaps influenced by his own little childishness, had decided to remind this Brat standing before him that it was not through his own actions that everything was resolved.


"Why are we here?" he repeated, "well for one thing... Its unfair on Prima to have to deal with an overzealous muscle head like yourself all by her lonesome. On top of that Dr Anand has better things to do then to simply remind you on a day by day basis that you need to rest and recover" he sighed, imagining the amount of stress the Doctor must be under just from having to deal with Taz. "While it goes against my better judgement to actually bother giving you advice, I'll give you some anyway.. a man with only muscle in his head would struggle without the charity of the more 'down to earth' people" Darius sighed and retrieved his glasses, placing them upon his face and blinking twice as his eyes readjusted. "Calm down. Get Rest. Recover." he sighed once more. "Would you really be satisfied with a fight between yourself and Conor now that you are both not at your peak?... or have I misjudged you this whole time and your simply a coward that seeks to take advantage of Conor in his current state?... It goes without saying which of the two of you are in a worse condition. Hint, It's not you." he paused, a slightly mischievous smirk appearing on his face. ​

Leo Radomir Donatello Susanoo @Plasma The Regal Rper

 

[Phayne]

Location: Room 2H

Kasper remained behind everyone else, his head hung low and his bandaged limbs buried deep within his pockets. The dark haired youth had remained silent throughout everything; moving alongside the others as if on autopilot and barely registering anything that was being said by the others accompanying him. Simply, Kasper was too engrossed in his own thoughts to actually 'take in' what was happening in 'real-time'. A vortex of emotions were currently swirling around within him; emotions born from his own inner turmoil as well as being in the same place as both Mina and Conor. He was furious at having to be here with him, it was simply awkward humiliating and infuriating... especially after having to tell him to 'Go away' once already... now he was stuck here with him and there was nothing either of them could do about it. The only bliss he had received so far was the silence, Conor had not spoken at all and Kasper was thankful for that... having to hear this guy preaching again would have been Kasper's death knell

Conor Aside, the main issue Kasper presently had revolved around Mina. Kasper didn't really feel like looking at her, albeit for a completely different reason. The pair, despite their outward differences were a force to be reckoned with, a force that prior to this fight had gone undefeated in their sparring sessions. Now, through Kasper's own vulnerability and inability to stop Conor, the pair of them had lost their fight. Kasper couldn't even begin to fathom what Mina's reaction would be, if she would even want to remain being his Meister That thought caused Kasper to stop in his tracks; the idea of being completely alone once more causing him to shiver ever so slightly; the movement also causing his muscles to 'scream' in protest and eliciting a groan to escape from his mouth. It was Kasper's fault that they had lost, that Mina had gotten injured as well during the whole ordeal.. if he had only been able to remain unfazed by Conor, to allow the madness to empower himself and Mina further, than perhaps the outcome would have been different. "M..ina.. I'm.. so..sorry" he whispered to himself, barely audible to anyone else. Should she decide to end their partnership, Kasper wouldn't have many complaints.. after all, it was only a few days ago that he himself was preaching to Conor, that 'the weak don't deserve to be here' and implying that they should be discarded.

Normally, Kasper would have reacted to the the sight of the 'big ball of positivity', however he simply remained silent, hidden behind everyone else and simply sinking into the background. He didn't have the energy nor the right frame of mind to be near them at this moment in time, instead opting to 'collapse' in a nearby chair that had been unoccupied in the room. His back pressed firmly against the back of the chair and his head tilted backwards, Kasper merely stared at the ceiling blankly, his vision for the most part obscured by his black strands of hair. Kaspers only reaction to what Conor was rambling on about was a deep clenching of the fist and a trail of blood that began to drip from the sides of his lip as he bit down. The sheer quote for quote remark sending Kasper's body into a state of stiffness as he 'buckled down' amidst the mild mental trauma; Conor's words bringing momentary flashbacks to the fiasco that occurred within his inner sanctum.
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Rui RANGYOKU GrieveWriter The Regal Rper

(if you get tagged again I apologized. made a mistake copying the format of this post... i almost lost the whole thing)

 

[Leo Radomir]

Ash puts Xander on the bed and puts a wet towel on here head and then gets some water and then puts some medicine in water it fizzes a little, then says" I not going into a long lecture but I'm conceded about what could happen on a group mission" " So I hope things get better before then"

 

[The Regal Rper]

INFIRM 2R

• The Benign Sorceress
• The Great

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  Despite her failed attempts to capture the strange wild beast known as Tazmuir, bully zoologist and placation specialist Prima, found herself less concerned with her failed attempts at stopping Taz's actions and more concerned with his reactions. Especially more so with Darius' words. The more he spoke, the more Prima desperately found herself standing beside Ikki and leaning slightly enough over Taz's shoulder to the right and shaking her head. Constantly mouthing the words "No no no no no" over and over again. But if Darius even saw her -which the young Weapon totally believed he did at some point- then her attempts to get Darius to stop were completely ignored.
  
  In hindsight, she knew it was wrong to stop him on correcting Taz's...well, indecent behavior. In fact she wholly agreed with him, the poor bruised guy was a brute and his every action more or less matched the cliche route of one completely. But at the same time she also considered that that indecent behavior seemed to have...something more to it. Prima wasn't sure what exactly, but that was just the feeling she got. The way he acted, the way he pushed her aside sometimes, brushed her off or ignored pretty much most of the medical faculty's requests- it all had some strange bigger picture behind it. At least it all did to Taz. What that was exactly she had no idea.
  
  And frankly while she did wholly agree with Darius that Taz's actions were indeed childish and were absolutely stupid given his current state, she couldn't help but feel concern over one important thing that she'd come to learn while 'taking care' of Taz.
  
  If one thing was 100% clear since the first day she'd met Taz, it was this: It was very easy to get on Taz's nerves. And when he got angry, things never went well.
  
  So imagine her surprise when instead of hearing the T-Rex cry a bellow of anger and spittle, her ears were greeted with silence. And soon following that she thought she heard a titter.
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  
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  Tazmuir V. Klovic​

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  The unrestrained tears that threatened to fall from the corners of Taz's eyes made it impossible to believe he'd heard a single word Darius had said. But the truth was he was laughing because everything Darius had said not only seemed extremely snotty as his attire told Taz, but also wasn't the first to tell him the stunt he pulled at the cafeteria was reckless and foolish.
  
  As Taz cackled, his seat teetered on the edge of tipping over. Honestly, the display was almost pathetic and it gave off the impression of talking to a wall. A large, immutable, uncaring, stupid, brick wall. When Taz's chuckles died and slowly ceased, a concerned Prima sensing the slight change in atmosphere took a cautious step forward, fearing the worst under all that feigned yet slightly true merriment.
  
  To counter his...acquaintance, the T-Rex lifted up a slightly scratched arm and his caretaker for reasons unknown hesitated but still stood down.
  
  Turning his waggish smirk in Darius' direction, sapphire eyes locked with Darius visage and stayed there for a good minute. And as every second ticked, so did Taz's smile fade. When time was up, he shook his head, leaned back and simply stared at the ceiling above them, focusing on the poster on it. With a loud, still amused 'Heh', Taz said. "Yeah." Was all he said after that display, as if confirming everything the Weapon had said was true. "You're right." He replied. "It was mostly my fault, I guess." He continued completely ignoring Darius' question about Conor. "But if you think I regret it, you're wrong." He answered, eyes moving down to scan Darius' reaction.
  
  "Don't get me wrong. I know I fucked up. Hell, three teachers, Dr. Macy, and a handful of students I don't really remember, came in here just to tell me that throughout my duration here." A thumb pointed in Prima's direction. "Ask her, she'll tell you if you don't believe me. Hell, I'm pretty sure some of these nurses did something to my tea because MAN did it taste weird the first few days. But if you think I regret it, well...sucks to suck pal.
  
  And yeah, I guess ya could call me a muscle head. No doubts about that, but I'm not low enough to go attack someone who's still in recovery. So to your last question I say: fuck you." Taz said with some finality and a hint of a grin as his eyes looked skyward. And it was true. He didn't regret it. Not the slightest. Sure, some people got hurt- but in this line of work pain was bound to happen the higher you went up.
  
  " 'Sides, you've read their files right?" a rhetorical statement, shifting topics. "You're clearly some kinda teacher's pet or honor student or something. How else would you know the details of another group's assignment? I doubt cat ears over there knows anything about our assignment, but going off what you said looks to me you weren't just another audience member were you?" Another rhetorical statement to shift the focus on Mr. Prim and Proper. Another subtle grin to add some zest.
  
  Wasting no time, Taz continued his verbal questioning that almost felt like a switched interrogation. "So Darius, tell me. What do you think about Kasper and Mina? Last time I looked at Kasper's papers back when Dr. M gave us the assignment, he was an Omega. Don't know if he got pushed up or not, but" a shrug, "whatever-- point is, even if Mina's an elite and Kasper qualifies for being in the Elite rankings, when was the last time a Soul Resonance was ever that powerful? One Star's don't have Soul Resonance's on a scale that could take out an army. Yeah we're good, hell I'm amazing, but despite us being Elites there's no way you can tell me you've seen someone with a Soul Resonance that powerful on what may have been their what? Third, Fifth, Ninth go? Even if their resonance style is capable of taking on multiple targets at once, their resonance shouldn't have been strong enough to endanger over a mass of 50 plus students, some of whom I know are in the same ranking as Kasper. And it really shouldn't have lasted as long as it had if they were pushing themselves to match me, especially because of the damage we both got from the current fight. Mainly it shouldn't have lasted that long if they were pushing themselves, period. I counted at least a good 4-5 minutes of that resonance maybe even 5 minutes 27 seconds till Conor jumped in. Even One Star Elite's can't keep a Resonance going at full power for more than a good 2 minutes at best maybe 3 depending on the Meister and Weapon.
  
  Which brings me to another question" -the chair creaked as Taz shifted, and his presence became more clear as he leaned forward across the table, "didn't you notice anything strange about Mina in the middle of my fight?" The almost professional look on Taz's face cracked when he slightly showed some smug teeth, "It can't just've been me. A lot of people in the audience saw her attitude change. Especially after--" the grin turned bitter and Taz's tone became heavy, "that shitty stunt she pulled."
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

Susanoo Phayne

 

[Rui]

Mina

Mina watched Kasper carefully. Some kind of groan passed his lips, and panic set in. He mumbled something, further panicking her.
Kasper'sreallyreallyhurtohmydeathwhathaveidone?!
The girl obviously blamed herself for this. She shouldn't have allowed Taz's antics to push her into that state; she could've just decapitated him and been done. Maybe even just mauling him would have sufficed. Now they'd all gotten hurt, and her Kasper seemed to have suffered just as horribly as she had, without her pain tolerance and healing. She couldn't even imagine what her sweet weapon must've felt. She wanted to weep. She wanted to take all his pain for her own, she wanted to hold him...
Mina got out of her seat, moving to Kasper with surprising speed for her state. Grasping the wall for support as she went, with a pained hiss through her teeth, she walked towards him, quickly at that. Mina was in a world of hurt, muscles so newly injured unused to bearing her weight, cramping and trembling in protest and every movement. The thin scabs forming over her burns, small blisters from the heat, some burst and bled beneath the bandages. She wore a loose top and skirt, lesser burns extending over her torso, and some on her feet and legs that couldn't be covered by fitted clothing just yet due to their newness. Mina didn't care about her appearance, she cared about Kasper. Her shaking hand touched his shoulder, "Kasper...?" Her voice was small and frightened. She crawled into his lap, balanced on her hands over him with a concerned look on her face, tears of her love for him glistening in her eyes. "Kasper? Please don't be mad at me..." she murmured, looking down at his blanket covered form, "I-I'm so sorry!" She rested back on her haunches, straddling her weapon as she began to cry. "I got you hurt...! And I was weak, and we lost, and it's all my fault, and if y-you don't want me anymore, I understand..." she wiped away some of her tears with a shuddering sniff, but the drops kept running down her cheeks, beyond her control. She felt weak, and she knew he'd scold her, but she couldn't help it. Her every action was screaming:
'I love you Kasper. I love you.'

Phayne

 

[Phayne]

Location: Room 2R with Taz and Ikki

Darius simply smirked as Taz vocalized his deductions based on what Darius had previously said. "Correct, our friends Ikki were not aware of the assignment at hand, what of it?.. Does my knowledge present a problem for you?" he replied. "Whether or not I knew the premise for your fight makes little difference, the fact of the matter is we are in this mess because of you. Now instead of trying to make more problems for the other students and faculty members, why don't you show a bit of restraint, calm down and behave?" suggest Darius. He shifted his gaze over towards Prima, who had now maneuvered herself to where Ikki was standing; taking note of her worried expression and shaking of the head; however he chose to ignore the fact and pressed on with this conversation he was presently having with Tazmuir.

"My thoughts on those two?.. Well.. Simply, Those two shouldn't be students at this organization. Meister's and weapons that are unable to control themselves or act in a manner befitting their position are in my eyes; failures. Sure their power individually and together would be major assets, but if they are unable to control it and put it to use for the sake of our organization, then I simply cannot fathom why we continue to waste our resources on them..." he stopped, thinking back to what professor Ruby had said in regards to Kasper. While he could not argue against her argument or find faults in it; the simple fact that Kasper and Mina where able to pull off such a powerful resonance was all the more reason as to why they shouldn't be near one another in the first place. Sure such a power if harnessed could be a force to be reckoned with; however it was also a double edge sword. The simple fact of the matter was that in their pursuit of Tazmuir; the pair of Mina and Kasper had indeed put the other students present in serious danger; the collateral damage was simply too great. "The same applies to you of course." he added, keeping a fixed gaze upon Taz. "Whilst I acknowledge your strength and prowess in battle; which I am sure would give a lot of two star's a run for their money. You are still someone who I would be hesistant to trust should we ever have the unfortunate fate of having to work alongside one another. If you are motivated by your own ego and need to be 'the best', than you are no better then a child on a battlefield. You won't progress far if all you can do is rely on brute strength" Darius was completely serious as he spoke, having no intention to sugar coat how he currently felt.

"Power without Control is meaningless. Stop thinking that you can become number one solely on your own ability to overpower most opponents." he stated bluntly, reaching once more for his beverage and taking a large sip, before he leaned back into his chair once more. He wasn't too bothered when Taz made note of Mina's character change; her sudden shift in personality was quite obvious to the observant.

"Of course I noticed" he replied, refixing his glasses on his face; the black frame having slid down ever so slightly. "All the more reason why she should not be a student here" he finished. His words were harsh, but they reflected his own views on the DWMA​

Leo Radomir Donatello Susanoo @Plasma The Regal Rper

 

[Phayne]

Location: Room 2H

Through a half opened eye and a forest of his own hair, Kasper gazed upon Mina; her eyes sparkling amid the tears that were forming; the light of the room reflecting upon the droplets and giving her an ethereal glow. Such a sight only helped to reinforce the fact that Kasper didn't deserve her, this Mina by all rights was someone far too pure and innocent for a cretin such as himself; she was the light and he the darkness. Kasper simply remained motionless, fully intent on watching the sight before him; his ears shut off from the sound that escaped her glistening lips.

Slowly, Kasper forced his hand to rise ignoring the protest's of his muscles and caressed the side of her face; the warmth present in her cheeks already overwhelming the coldness in his hands. With his thumb, he wiped away the tears that continued to form along her eyes; a faint smile appearing on his face as he did so. He didn't want to see her cry, nor to see her in pain, simply just seeing Mina in such a state was enough to pull at his own emotions and for reasons he could yet explain, he did not ever want to see her so vulnerable; the sight of her distress causing a new feeling of pain to swell from within his chest. 'It's because of me...' he thought inwardly, watching as his attempts to stop her flow of tears seemed futile.

"Mi..na" he stuttered, wincing as his body ached. While her actions said otherwise, the simple truth was that having Mina climb over him was causing a bit of discomfort. Given the locations of the burns and the ache in his muscles, he simply couldn't withstand the pain that he was currently feeling. Almost every fiber in his body wanted to scream and had circumstances been different then he would have, however right now he would forgo the pain he felt if it meant he could remain with Mina just a little longer.

He lowered his hand from her cheek, slowly maneuvering it towards her back; just below the shoulderbone and without warning, he pulled her towards himself; embracing her as tightly as he could as he leaned forward himself; pressing his face just below the base of her neck. He remained like this for a few moments, his eyes shut tightly as he listened to the beating of Mina's heart. The rhytmic beating of her pulse having an almost soothing effect on his own soul.

"Do..n't.. le..ave..me" he simply stated, his embrace around her increasing ever so slightly. One could argue that during this moment, a few of Kasper's own tears had began to form under his eyes, however were you to ask Kasper if that was the case, he would vehemently deny it.
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Rui

 

[Susanoo]

"You're right I don't " ikki says in an irritated tone, for whatever reason ikki didn't seem right. Having his back against the wall, while listening to whatever daruis and taz where discussing about. All ikki could was just stare off into the distance, not caring about anything. They're beginning to grow more impatient, and ask themselves why did he choose to do this. More importantly why should he care, about a single human being and, his needs. The thought of it just irks him.

"I'm going" and with those words left in the room, ikki had soon disappeared right into the mess hall. Its only a matter of time before his innocent act is through with, ikki is hardly managing now compared ti when they could keep their composure for lord deaths sake. But something is not right, maybe just thinking about being here is melting their true self away. Ikki never favoured putting on a mask and, ceiling away their wicked ambitions. Being a witch is in his blood, being half of what he is, as ikki's witch side is being more dominate than before. He didn't have much confidence in keeping a nice and, professional persona for others to see so they won't witness what's actually deep down that he's just a depressed, lost person.

Ikki managed to find somewhere that no one would care to look for, in order to contact lord death. After putting in the right numbers, and saying what needs to be said in a mirror. He soon waits for it to sync and, gets ready. "Reaper....you need to do that thing again. I'm not sure if I can last." he says in a faint tone. The Regal Rper

 

[RANGYOKU]

方裏碧玉
Biyu Li Fāng​

Location— Hall 2
With— Conor O'Neill, Kasper Strauss, Mina Saito, Rodney Quinless and Zylon Kindleton
Mood — Restless

Somehow, it would be more demanding for her to remain but an unseen presence in the room, given what was presented before her own eyes in only a matter of minutes. The pair of odd lovebirds had gone off into their own little world, while the other one accompanying them had been knoocked out of his feet while in the middle of an exchange with the two others who had tagged along, one of them leaving Biyu bewildered for a brief moment with how he had addressed her. She could not recall the last time someone had used something remotely akin to 'nice lady' in regards to her. More so by the fact that she could not find a reaon as to why her words to him and Zylon would garner it. She was probably thinking too much of it, it was clear that this student was just this positively infectious individual by nature. She would divert her glance towards Conor, taking off her glasses and putting them back on her dress' pocket.

There was no other way around it, was it not? ". . . If I must." Turning around on her heels, the female approached his body sprawled across the floor. Carefully, she would pull him up, with an ease one would expect from someone with a broad back and shoulders as well as a toned physique juts from her figure alone. With his arm on her shoulders and holding him from his waist, Biyu dragged him to one of the empty couches in the hall. She had been instructed to handle these three so it should be expected of her to see to their condition. Checking their prescriptions had informed her of what would have caused this loss of conscience, namely the absence of any significant effect of the painkillers in Conor's body. She could only wonder what had driven this stranger to find himself in this poor state. She could gather the pieces and bits of conversation to form a coherent yet lacking in substance of what had transpired in his case. But yet again, she reminded herself to be patient and await to be enlighten on all that had lead to this situation. Taking a set in the same couch as Conor, in a spot not occupied by him, a sigh escaping her lips, eyes fixed upon the clock on the wall, she would await once more . . .

Sir Les Paul ​

 

[Rui]

Mina

Mina's heart was racing, her tears slowly stopping and a blush rushing into her cheeks as he hugged her.
"K-Kasper..." she murmured, holding her weapon in her arms. "I...I lov-" she bit her bottom lip, resigning to admit her feelings later.
"I hope you feel better soon."
She pressed a kiss to his cheek, gently removing herself with a wide smile.
He hugged her.
He didn't hate her.
Relief flooded her system.
"I'll never leave you, Kasper. I promise."
He didn't know what he had unleashed upon himself and the world, simply by showing her affection.
Phayne

 

[Sir Les Paul]

Conor O'Neill​

Partner: None
Location: Room 2H
Tags: Phayne Rui The Regal Rper GrieveWriter RANGYOKU

Conor faded out of consciousness and only vaguely back into the world as he was picked up.

Not that he could tell. He was effectively a ragdoll for Biyu, although such didn't seem to phase her.

The world was a haze for a while. In reality, it was just a few seconds of him being heaved around, but it felt like hours. Everything moved so slow. Unlike the cool water in the Soul Space he had with Kasper, it felt like he was surrounded by warm gelatin that supported his entire body. Obviously, this wasn't true: his body was quite limp. Once he was sat down on a couch, though, he did begin to come to again. Not completely, but he was orienting himself to reality. Some. At the very least, he knew who picked him up. He caught a glimpse of her face as she sat him down.

A few moments did pass while he thought. He wanted to turn to thank Biyu. Wanted to.

When he faced her, he had a spacey grin on his face and still-dialated eyes. At the very least, his speech wasn't slurred: "Has... anyone ever told you that you're like.. really pretty?"

A for effort, D for drugs.

 

[RANGYOKU]

方裏碧玉
Biyu Li Fāng​

Location— Hall 2
With— Conor O'Neill, Kasper Strauss, Mina Saito, Rodney Quinless and Zylon Kindleton
Mood — Flustered . . . ?

Sensing movement by her side, Biyu was quick to act upon on impulse, shifting in her seat. She was no doctor, aside from the basics that came with handling a first-aid kit, she was not one to take action without even the barest of instructions. But it certainly did not take one to discern what the person in her care, if she really could call it that, needed rest. She scanned over the pages, checking in on his name from the picture atached to his file, just in case. Conor was clearly out of it, she had noticed his eyes slightly opened once she had made sure he would not fall off the couch, but she had not thought much of it. Anticipation ran over to her in a rush as the two made eye contact. It was fine, she simply had to make sure he would not hurt himself and trouble herself while at it.

Abruptly, however, she experienced what one would describe as being thrown off her balance. Such a strange term, it was not as if she had been pushed out of her seat or someething akin to it. But yes, the words reached her and the effect they had on her was swift, much like the piercing in one's chest by a blade. Nothing as dramatic as that, perhaps. First nice lady, now . . . this? Now, pretty, in no time in her life had she been called that. Well, at her face. He could just be mocking her for all she knew. No, no, drugs, it were definitely the drugs talking. Right, right. She just had been caught off-guard. Her katana would be moved out of her belt, held now by both her hands. Eyes were no longer locked with that of the perpetrator of this . . . whatever this was. She would force herself to look at him, she wanted to sound stern, but with no intention to rile him up. He was a stranger so she had no insight into what his reaction was. God, she was overthinking again. "No, you . . .you should rest. Does it, er, are the painkillers working at last? The pharmacist should see you soon, I think." Agh, how flimsy was that? She licked her lips, shaking her head, closing her eyes for a moment. Focus, focus. How very shameful.

Sir Les Paul ​

 

[Donatello]

Xandria open her eyes gently as she turn her eyes to Ash "what would you say that?" she said as she close her eyes "shouldn't we get use to is Ashy every time when we go to a mission we end up going home with wounds, scars or Sickness even worst" she said as she look by the window "but either ways we should think low becuz in every mission your there ash and with you we will always win" she said with a wide smile. She pulled her cover close to her and she take a deep breath and she try to sit down while her hand shack a bit "you were right...ash" she take the medicine "i do need some rest" she said with a smile as she look down 'am i doing the right thing?.' she thought as she look at Ash

Leo Radomir

 

[Leo Radomir]

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Ash sighed and says" I don't like how it went down either but as things are now i can only see it going full circle with cutting remarks and so on, i'm not asking people to like each other and however i came here because i wanted something better life for myself and my partner but from what i can see so far all i can see is whose piece is bigger and such and i'm pretty sure that's not what this academy is meant to be about".

Xandria open her eyes gently as she turn her eyes to Ash "what would you say that?" she said as she close her eyes "shouldn't we get use to is Ashy every time when we go to a mission we end up going home with wounds, scars or Sickness even worst" she said as she look by the window "but either ways we should think low becuz in every mission your there ash and with you we will always win" she said with a wide smile. She pulled her cover close to her and she take a deep breath and she try to sit down while her hand shack a bit "you were right...ash" she take the medicine "i do need some rest" she said with a smile as she look down 'am i doing the right thing?.' she thought as she look at Ash

Leo Radomir

OOC: sorry for the confusion people i wasn't expecting to get mentioned so i put a post without putting where i'm to quickly to reply to group

Ash gently smiles and says" I try not think of the bad stuff and keep somewhat of a happy persona when i compare the past to now because being overly depressed won't help us, but with recent events i can't say i want to be on a mission with any of them apart from bi that seems like she's all together.

For now it's best to play it low key were an unknown to many so while we can learn about others we can continue to get stronger of course nothing's perfect, some will notice our kinks but it still goes back to what i said about being a dark horse".

Ash pauses for a minute or so then looks at the window and gently grins and then turns back to Xander and says" i may seem like a goodie two shoes to some but what they don't know is when i'm pushed i'm willing to do what ever it takes to keep my new home and out life and your the only partner i want so do your best not to doubt yourself from now on".

 

[Donatello]

Xandria look at him and smile "just play low and kind and dont forget to smile" she said with a giggle as she look by the window and take a deep breath. remembering her moments when she first meet ash and her sister. she let out another giggle and say "that were one of the first words your sister told me when people use to look at me on the dress with the high heals that always make me fell down to the floor" as she sat up from her bed and rub her eyes and stretching up her hands

she look over to him with gentle nodd "ill try to be strong and face my fear from now on ash and i please help me too... i coudnt do this alone" she said as she look at him and smile while placing her arms over to her chest and looking on ash face that was being hit by the sun. he almost do look like her guardian angel

placed her arms over to his shoulder and take a deep breath and close her eyes "just be careful ash cuz we both know that we will not be the only one who wanted to learn about the others. they might do the same for us" she said

she open her eyes and look at him onto his eyes deeply "this is our new home, our new land and here we are to make some friends and to gain some of their trust in order for us not get into the skulls treatment " she said "and i want to stay alive to keep you safe so you should be too ash because if you dont ill eat your soul" she joked as she pulled him closely to her into a tight hug while she close here eyes again and thought

'im really glad i meet you ash and im glad that you helped me from all the things that has happen in our lives i just hope i can repay you someday from all the kindness you have done for me and from all the kindness your sister has given. even thoe how much of a bossy she could be'

Leo Radomir

 

[SavingStar]

Morgenstern Stein

When the pair was guided from the room, the young woman released a laugh, one that was low-pitched and resounded throughout the much narrower hallway.

While crossing her arms, words floated from pale lips, smooth and sophisticated. It was very different, as if the nervous, wounded meister from only minutes before had completely disappeared. "The man really needs to work on subtlety. When the inevitable "you need to leave" happens, don't do t like that." She made a hand gesture after a moment of silence. "I only jest, of course. Anyone would know that the everyday life of a Shinigami, much more so those of standing as high as his, is bound to be busy."

She spared a glance over to the male that was now, apparently, her partner. She was observing him, simply in an attempt to gauge a bit more of his personality. She wondered if, like herself, his personality changed around other people.

People often wondered why she did it, act different in front of certain people. Well, in short, she was doing it for others. People who had been there, seen the aftermath of the incident where her brother almost died because of her, knew that she hadn't been the same since. They didn't need to see the girl that had come to be. Rather, they needed their old Morgenstern back.

Unfortunately for Mido, as her partner, he wasn't going to get to see old Morgenstern. He would have to get used to the Morgenstern that rarely left the school unless forced to or going to the Patchwork Lab to get away or do research.

"So" she said, sighing and crossing her arms. Her voice was more monotonous than it was in the Death Room. "Where, exactly, are we going again? I'm not very familiar with any cafes in the area, only maybe the Bassier de la Mort. Even then, I've never gone in,"

With that, she fell silent. No more words were spoken from her lips. They parted only to bring in oxygen and exhale carbon dioxide, the process that was only done to keep herself alive. She asked no more questions, figuring that it would prove to be a prominent topic at the cafe.

Until, that is, she added one more thought. "I hope you can handle what you stepped into, Mido. You seem like a nice guy. I'd hate for that to change."
​

The Regal Rper Sir Les Paul

//yikes that was short im sorry//​

 

[Leo Radomir]

Xandria look at him and smile "just play low and kind and dont forget to smile" she said with a giggle as she look by the window and take a deep breath. remembering her moments when she first meet ash and her sister. she let out another giggle and say "that were one of the first words your sister told me when people use to look at me on the dress with the high heals that always make me fell down to the floor" as she sat up from her bed and rub her eyes and stretching up her hands

she look over to him with gentle nodd "ill try to be strong and face my fear from now on ash and i please help me too... i coudnt do this alone" she said as she look at him and smile while placing her arms over to her chest and looking on ash face that was being hit by the sun. he almost do look like her guardian angel

placed her arms over to his shoulder and take a deep breath and close her eyes "just be careful ash cuz we both know that we will not be the only one who wanted to learn about the others. they might do the same for us" she said

she open her eyes and look at him onto his eyes deeply "this is our new home, our new land and here we are to make some friends and to gain some of their trust in order for us not get into the skulls treatment " she said "and i want to stay alive to keep you safe so you should be too ash because if you dont ill eat your soul" she joked as she pulled him closely to her into a tight hug while she close here eyes again and thought

'i'm really glad i met you ash and i'm glad that you helped me from all the things that have happen in our lives i just hope i can repay you someday from all the kindness you have done for me and from all the kindness your sister has given. even though how much of a bossy she could be'

Leo Radomir

Ash gently holds her then wryly smiles and can't help but tease her and says" But if you ate my soul you wouldn't have a human pillow and i would only cause havoc in the next life at some point because there's so much i want to do and you mean the cold shoulder silly women, but jokes aside can't say i give a shit what that attention seeker thinks there's loads of people like him in the world, i don't hate casper and mina but they seem to be damaged goods in a number of ways so deal with caution".

He pauses for a couple of minutes then says" As for that other stuff i said before never hurts to be careful, also when your better and we have time we need to work on your weapon ability's so you're more balanced and i need to practice my meister skills as well, also we should talk to sister at some point so she can give you some better medicine the stuff i make only knocks back the symptoms and so i know there's still so much i need to learn from the books she gave me for being accepted into this academy".

 

[The Regal Rper]

• Ch 1: Interactions
• Ch 2: Passages
• Hall 2

• 
  
  
  
  

  INFIRM 2R
  
  Initially he had been listening. With his full attention. Darius' outside opinions were important. Important information. Things he saw as a viewer that Taz couldn't see himself as a player. Things he missed during the fight, that were worth noted. That all almost changed when Darius brought Taz into his already negative but factual reviews. The only reason he continued to listen, was because Darius himself had vocalized a point in which Taz found noteworthy; the things he was lacking in. Several seconds went by and when Darius leaned back, so did Taz. Fingers drummed against the white metal of the table, and after a second of deep contemplation, Taz replied with a simple "Noted."
  
  The clock ticked on, and so did the silence. After five minutes had passed, Taz's eyes turned towards the door where footsteps not too far away echoed. After a second of silent listening, Taz got up. “Sounds like Zandro’s here.” And the moment he said that, a polished black shoe made itself known as the suavely dressed man entered into the room.
  
  “Indeed” Darius answered in acknowledgement.
  
  Zandro, slayer of filth, upon his entry merely gave a simple nod in Darius and then Prima's direction. “It’s good to see you’re still here”, the man said as his eyes scanned the room for anything out of order. "I'd have thought Taz's actions would've put you off by now" the man told the two before his eyes turned on them.
  
  “Someone else will be picking up Biyu’s group while we take the lead. Now then--” Chief Enforcer Zandro's voice died in an instant. His eyes, were staring at something. Locked with something so jarring he couldn't speak. Or perhaps it was more of a someone.
  
  "...Taz.” There was a sense of uneasiness in the voice. “Did you...step in something before these two brought you out?”
  
  Confused but suddenly aware of the slight stickiness of his bare feet, Taz looked down. Were those pieces of squashed bananas sticking everywhere? Yes, yes they were. And was that coffee he had stepped in during his hasty jail break from Prima? Yes. Yes it was.
  
  An awkward silence save for the sound of silent ventilation in the room filled the air. Prima...trying not to laugh...carefully slid away to go get Taz’s shoes. While she did that, the slayer of germs waited for an answer.
  
  Taz, looked to Darius for help. In fact, he smiled. It was a friendly smile, one that said “forget the fact that I was an ass to you a few seconds ago and help me.” Darius apparently too slow to catch on, raised an eyebrow as he watched Taz’s demeanour shift to one that gave him the chills. It was unnatural, almost outer worldly, the way he was forcing that smile. And had Darius been a bit more ‘chill’, he may have burst out laughing at the mere sight of this situation, though that wasn’t the case. Instead he was the strict uptight ‘Class Rep’ of sorts that always seemed to carry a serious expression and carry an air of ‘authority’ on him.
  
  So the answer to Taz’s plea for help was a resounding no, conveyed towards him via a smile of Darius’s own; a faint smirk barely visible at the edge of his lips as he made eye contact with Taz. His smirk said it all, it was a simple signal that basically told Tazmuir, ‘Your Screwed. Your on your own. Enjoy’. Sealing Taz’s fate, Darius proceeded to take another sip of his tea; hiding the smile that was slowly growing. And with his betrayal came a sudden build of sweat.
  
  ““Taz.” There was no reply. ““Tazmuir.” Silence. ““Mister Tazmuir.” Taz’s eyes forced themselves to look up.
  
  Zandro loomed over.
  
  ““Do I need to get a sponge and wash those feet myself? Or would you prefer doing chores for the next month as a suitable punishment for the damage you helped cause?”
  
  Sensing the darker undertones in that voice, and being no fool to a person of higher authority, the T-Rex tucked his tail between his legs and rushed back to mama Prima’s side. Four minutes later, feet were clean, shoes were worn, and Taz had wisely settled for a clean shirt, and cropped hoodie over top. Zandro ,seeing the upperclassmen presentable turned, and marched out of Room 2R.
  
  Several silent minutes down the halls later, a right turn here and left turn there the Chief stopped and stared. His bottom lip trembled. ““...Ikki.” he confirmed after a few seconds of silence.
  
  “..What are they?--...Are you writing on that MIRROR?!” The hall froze. Four students turning the corner into that hall did an 180. Two male students loudly chewing gum swallowed, then jumped over an entire flight of steps for safety. Zandro, charged.
  
  
  Lord Symmetry hadn’t been expecting any more calls today. And he certainly hadn’t expected one from a student who wasn’t on a mission. Ikki’s call, came as both a surprise and one that warranted attention. The student in fact had just begun speaking to Lord Symmetry about their problem with certain...issues, and before Lord Symmetry could say anything on the matter, the young mage disappeared out of view in a blur of black and white.
  
  Arching a brow and tilting the spatial vision of the mirror to get a better view, Lord Symmetry spotted the figure of an infuriated Zandro shaking Ikki and pointing in the mirror’s direction. Words kept being shouted and most of it involved broken mirrors and proper mirror cleaning. “It takes my crew 2 hours to get every mirror in this school cleaned and fixed properly and you went and smudged it without even using--”
  
  Feeling as though his presence wasn’t needed for this Lord Symmetry decided it’d be best to discuss this with Ikki later and so the sound of Zandro’s shouting prevailed.
  
  
  Ikki’s ear suddenly started to twitch, as they heard an unsettling voice. A voice that can't be bearable to listen to when being yelled at and one that certainly couldn’t be listened to when you had hypersensitive hearing. Coincidentally enough, Taz couldn’t agree more.
  
  Looking back at Zandro after having to try not to pass out from the noise alone, Ikki turned their face towards the Chief only after he’d finished his ranting. And surprisingly, Zandro found himself stopping himself when he saw the aggravated look on the mage''s face. “Don't fucking scream in my ear like that!” -it was hard not to yell when your cat ears were ringing- “You have no idea what was even going on. I couldn’t care less about your maid duties whatsoever. And now you just interrupted a conversation I was having with the Reaper.”
  
  It took a second. One to figure out this 'Reaper', another to actually get the hint. Three in total as a memory file that kept track of important bits of information dedicated to certain students medical records- loaded, opened, and reminded the hygienist, Ikki was from the witch community.
  
  Oh, Zandro thought. “...Oh…” Zandro muttered. Releasing Ikki’s shoulders the chief straightened his cap and his suit, all the while avoiding eye contact. “Mhm, Right...right. Ahem--Apologies, for the….for the yelling. Anyway, off we go.”
  
  And with a hastened step the chief made his swift gait back to the others only to slow down and look back in Ikki’s direction as a thought- a suggestion of sorts, occurred.. “If you...if you feel that bad about that problem of yours, Gilbert is an amazing alchemist...He’s not the most placid, but he does a fine job. While I wouldn’t recommend anything your”- his lip curled out in search of the right word- “associates wouldn’t use, it wouldn’t be bad to get the advice of someone who’s job it is to find cures to anomalies of the magic sort."
  
  Ikki however, couldn't recall ever seeing an alchemist’s workshop before. Not in the school and not outside of it. Unsure if this specialist could do anything at all to help their problem, Ikki responded: “I’m fine. I can handle this on my own” but his words weren’t one of confidence. Just empty words said in order for Zandro not to worry or pry about what was going on with Ikki and their problem. Upon seeing Zandro still hadn’t left yet, Ikki gave a confident thumbs up and flashed a rather forced smile.
  
  Taking the hint and with that said, Zandro merely nodded and continued his way back towards the three waiting down the first flight of stairs. Brushing past Taz, Darius, and Prima who’d tagged along- the chief slayer of all things dirty, took up the lead again and before long Ikki’s ears could hear them all moving out of their range.
  
  With Zandro gone, Ikki breathed a sigh of relief he didn’t know he’d been keeping. Unsure as to why the effects of the Pull had only recently begun flaring now, Ikki considered if things could get any worse. --ḊṏṆ'Ṯ ṮḧḭṆḲ ḶḭḲḕ ṮḧḀṮ ṮḧḭṆḠṠ ḉḀṆ ḀḶẇḀẏṠ ḠḕṮ ẇṏṙṠḕ
  
  
  “...” shaking his head, and deciding to focus on what was at hand, Ikki tried to steer their thoughts elsewhere. It was wrong anyway. They could deal with this...some other time, maybe ignoring it could be a proper solution. Even pretending to play it off. Besides it’s not like worrying about it now could do much at all.
  
  Deciding to figure out whether or not to see if Darius and the others were still back at the Infirmary, Ikki reasoned it’d be best to meet them back at class. And as Zandro led the group towards the underground passages, Ikki headed towards their next class
  
  
• 
  
  It was dim and it was slightly dusty. DWMA’s newly constructed underground passages were built for one purpose; acting as vaults for certain stored and tightly secured items. When DWMA fought in the war, they had to keep certain illegal goods under a close eye and even closer reach. Now, many of these magical vaults or those that weren't in use, acted as empty rooms.
  
  One of these 'rooms' held a lab. And that was where Zandro was taking the group of three. Every now and then, something shuffled in the dimly lit halls and every now and then Prima flinched when she thought she heard a mouse squeak.
  
  Zandro disgusted as he was- had a duty. And that was to make sure the Alchemist didn't cross yet another line.
  
  Darius at the back of the pack, hands residing within the pockets of his attire had stayed rather silent throughout their little travel. Keeping an eye on Prima and Taz and observing them from the strangely spaced distance they all found themselves in. While one of the two was comfortable with Prima (as far as he knew) Darius didn’t fully trust her. Given her heritage and the past he wasn’t the type to completely ‘rule her off’. So far she had her uses, such as restraining the very excitable Taz, that alone was more than enough for now. Darius certainly did not want to have the pleasure of babysitting him.
  
  Despite maintaining an air of aloofness throughout, Darius did linger on the thought of having Zandro ‘teach’ Taz a lesson or two. If their earlier meeting was like anything before, then it'd simply be more ‘fun’ to watch. Thoughts were impaired when he heard sudden movement; an eyebrow rose at the sight of Prima flinching, catching his attention momentarily, her sudden moment of ‘shock’ betraying the initial image Darius had had of her; how could she deal with Taz’s antic’s yet get startled from a distant sound… lord only knows how she would react the next time she had a mission that required her to venture down a dark corridor.
  
  “Relax..” he added, addressing her little ‘moment’. “I’m sure Taz is more than willing to protect you--” there was a loud snort of annoyance “--should anything deserving of the title ‘scary’ were to jump out.”
  
  Sensing a bit of patronize but not necessarily caring much for it, Prima, still keeping her eyes peeled for anything she might step on, merely nodded in response.
  
  A minute of silent walking later, and the hallways started to get brighter. Unnatrually dark walls despite the ever growing brightness of those halls, remained nothing but drapes of silhouettes to the vaults behind them as the walkways that lead towards them ended nowhere. Several minutes later, the group came upon the center. The center of all these abnormal shadow draped vaults had a rather bright light, an overhead small lamp post shining down on a comically small, normal sized door. After the group had reached it, Zandro stopped right in front of the door, knocked three times- then muttered something foreign.
  
  Click. The door slid open in unnatural silence. And another foyer made itself known with a new door waiting at the end.
  
  Zandro, unmoving, looked at Taz and merely gestured him with his eyes to go inside. Taz, strangely obedient, nodded without a word and moved forward. Looking back to the students, Zandro looked at Darius then at Prima and after a second simply said: ““Go. If anything happens,” he tapped a portion of the wall and it flipped into itself to reveal a screen. ““I’ll see it.”
  
  And with that he gently pushed the two to follow.
  
  Phayne Susanoo
  
  
• 
  
  Ethan, the Assistant Librarian was late. And he knew it. Having to hunt down a student who had taken a way past due book about magic pranks, from the Miscellaneous section wasn’t fun when you had to watch a kid barf slugs into a bucket. And it was especially hard to retrieve the book when somehow both the floors and ceilings had to be cleaned at the same time because one kid thought it'd be funny to make soda cans shoot drinks in your face. Mages he thought with a chuckle.
  
  Picking up the pace of his jog into a slight gait, Ethan turned the corner, aiming for a open window and then using the sill to get a lift towards the next one, Ethan climbed his way right through the second floors men’s bathroom window, nodded to the un-surprised kid in the busted stall,and then proceeded on his way towards Hall 2. He hadn’t made six steps towards the door, when he suddenly got this strange feeling that he was about to get himself involved with things that no senior student his age, would want to generally deal with.
  
  Luckily for Ethan, he was still a child at heart. And the plain old DWMA that he knew now was still plain old DWMA. Gloomy students being gloomy. Edgy kids being edgy And oh look! One Conor being high. Ah yes, to be young again. Those were the good times.
  
  Clapping loudly to get attention, Ethan said spouted: "Get up. We're leaving now. Uncle Eth is getting you kids drugs. And I’m not losing that bet.” And without another word, Ethan turned and left for those to follow.
  
  GrieveWriter Sir Les Paul Rui Phayne RANGYOKU
  

 

[GrieveWriter]

Rodney & Zylon

Location: Academy Hall 2
Interaction: Kasper Strauss, Mina Saito, Conor O'Neill, Biyu Li Fang, Ethan​

Zylon blinked slowly as Mina and Kasper had their moment, the DJ finding this scenario far too stereotypical to even hope to garner some kind of enjoyment from it.

Apparently her wielder thought differently.

A nudge to her side brought her gaze to an outstretched hand offering several tissues, to which she quirked an eyebrow and grumbled.

"Ain't it precious, Zy-Zy?" Rodney asked while dabbing at his own eyes, the wide smile on his face discouraged the thought that these tears could be anything other than those born of joy "They's so cute when they're together ain't they?"

"Making two attempted mass murderers act cutesy doesn't make either of them more enjoyable, dude." the DJ reached into her hoodie and scratched her head "Trust me on that bro, trust me."

"That was the old them it was!" Rodney pressed his hands to his hips and grinned towards the ceiling "No doubt this emotional and somewhat engraining experience is gonna lead 'em to personal development the likes of which we's could only hazard a guess at! Just think of the friendly outings we'll have for these new, better settled individuals!"

"New and better settled, hm? I can think of two things wrong with that."

Zylon let her gaze trail from her enthusiastic partner who seemed excessively touched by the disgusting display of diabetes occurring before them. The couple continued to hit as many tropes as humanly possible as they did everything they could to sicken Zylon with such unabashed togetherness. The DJ glanced to the other chick and that Connor dude seeking some form of reprieve. Whatever the medical staff had the guy on was obviously taking its toll to the nth degree, as he was in the midst of apparently trying to flirt with his chaperone.

"Ugh, god you guys are gay." She muttered to herself before glancing up passively "I have to find myself some actual bro friends to hang out with."

Almost immediately Rodney had her in a one-armed grasp, his joyful gaze still locked on the partners before them even as he spoke to his own "I'll get ya some pals, Zy-Zy. *Sniffle* But let's give 'em this."

His partner merely rolled her eyes as some other dude barged out of a nearby barged out of the nearby men's bathroom. After glancing over those in attendance the new guy immediately called for the patients to follow and took off.

"Finally," the green-haired girl grunted while shifting Rodney's arm off her "come on big guy, let's get this over with. Soon as these guys get their treatment you can stop fussin' over 'em and we can do something actually productive."

She took only three steps before pausing, sighing and glancing back to find her partner still enamored by Kasper and Mina's open affections. She reached over and pinched the glutton's ear before dragging him along behind her following the new guy.

The Regal Rper RANGYOKU Rui Phayne Sir Les Paul

 

[Donatello]

Xandra look up at him and giggle "that is if you die silly" she said poking his cheeks "so we can be one" she said with a blush while she tighten her hug a bit on him and place her head over to his shoulder "you know you shouldn't mind Casper and mina if they are an attention seeker. thats what they do after all let them be after all no one is perfect" she said as her breath tickle his neck

she then gave a nodd when he mention about their practice and about his sister "yes and maybe we can practice tomorrow? and when will we go to your sister?" she ask as she move so she could sit onto his lap as she yawned softly "i wanted to ask your sister about something too" she said with a smile

Leo Radomir

 

[Susanoo]

Ikki stopped at his tracks as he was following the others to class, the pull has become a bother lately and, ignoring these random mood changes and minor aches aren't helping. It was sort of like lady sickness, however at the same time it wasn't. Ikki began to pull their hair in frustration and, broke out a little sweat that slide on the side of their face. Their sharp teeth are slowly becoming more appreant and, a little noticable.

Ikki has to get to Lord death he's the only person that could possibly deal with this condition they're dealing with. It sure is a problem he has to deal with on their own and, having people worry and butt in his business is something they want to avoid. Snapping at zandro earlier wasn't much of their intention. Ikki turned their body the other direction and, headed towards Lord death with their tail following his movements. He didn't want to deal with this much more than he did when they weren't an academy student and, hardly had any humanity at all.

Barely with communication skills at the time. It was just filled with agony, aside from his father adjusting and, testing stuff for ikki that most he can tolerate. Ikki had left scratch marks on some of the walls while making his way to deaths room, it's been sometime since they last went up their for something. That was to keep their powers controlled so ikki wouldn't danger his students. Right now they had little to no care for them, their evil intention were slowly rising from the ground up. About ten minutes of wandering through the school, ikki stopped at deaths door. Not literally deaths door, just a room that belongs to him.

Ikki gave little effort and, care to open the door. The Regal Rper

 

[The Regal Rper]

Death Room

​

Lord Symmetry

​

The moment Ikki stepped into the Death Room, their sensitive ears were greeted with a pleasant "Welcome." The doors flew open a bit wider and when they did Ikki's grip on the handles didn't release till he was inside the room and the magic that made his hand clam shut dispersed as he was almost made to walk in. "I'm assuming this is about earlier, isn't that right? Your issue with The Pull. Am I correct?" the Shinigami asked from behind his desk, studying files without even looking up at his guest. The question was rhetorical, but at the same time it wasn't.

It was meant to give Ikki a chance to elaborate. Even as Lord Symmetry could pick up the distress, sense of fear, and malevolence blended into one and all of it radiating from the wiccan's soul. "What do you need help with? Or I suppose the better question is, what do you want me to help you with?" The Shinigami continued. And as he did for one brief second, his eyes looked up into Ikki's and flashed a brief glint of sympathy.
Susanoo

 

[Susanoo]

With his messy orange hair nearly covering their left eye and, their Iris like eyes staring deep at the reaper himself. "You know exactly what I want" those words came out of their mouth would left chill going down in innocence bones, though it wouldn't affect the reaper at all. It's like he shows no fear, he is the fear itself. "You should know what's been going on with me, and only you and the head of the Wiccan community can maintain the pull bullshit." Ikki is feeling like there are chains holding themselves down, as the more sinister, cold version of him getting the best of ikki.

Today must be his worse day yet. The reaper still looked lively as ever, ikki wasn't pleased about the reaper showing some sign of sympathy. He didn't like people showing him sympathy, not to someone like him. He's been having second thoughts of ever wanting to be here with lively people. But he couldn't say they wanted to leave, or had no intention of leaving. More likely than to get away from people for awhile before things get any worse than it is now. The Regal Rper

 

[The Regal Rper]

Death Room

​

Lord Symmetry

​

Lord Symmetry, finally looked away from his work to look Ikki in the eye. The fear, the concern. That was the most potent. But what seemed to be growing stronger, was that ever increasing sense of malice. "Would you like to take a seat?" The Shinigami offered as he put the files he'd been looking through away. When he didn't get a response, or rather when he didn't hear one, Symmetry finally gave Ikki his full attention as he finished packing away all the important documents on his desk.

For a good second, the headmaster didn't say anything. Instead he considered Ikki's words. Particularly the last part. The part about being able to handle The Pull. "There is no way to maintain The Pull" Lord Symmetry's voice finally said. It was a short answer, but it was the truth. "The Pull of Magic, is still something we don't entirely understand. Nor do we fully understand why exactly it affects only those within your community. We're still trying to figure out ways to help you and people within your community but, so far we don't have much to show despite what theories, research, and speculation may say.

I could always offer you a prescription from our alchemist in the underground apothecary, but...I wouldn't suggest it. They never help for a scenario like this. Drugs are ineffective to the Pull. They just provide a false sense of relief. Nor would I completely place my confidence in them being able to stave off the effects from the Pull your currently feeling. Magic or not, there's not much I or the heads of the Wiccan community can do. If there was a way, don't you think we'd already have tried?"

It was rhetorical. Not something meant to be answered but something meant to make Ikki reflect. While the Shinigami may not have liked shattering the child's hopes or snuffing out any salvation they believed, it was best to give them the truth now then rather give them false hope and have reality deliver a crushing blow later. The clock ticked loudly as silence prevailed, and the headmaster said no more. At least, not immediately.

"There...might be one way though." The Shinigami said as he rose from his seat and crossed over to lean back in front of his desk. "One person that might have an idea on how we could help you diminish or reduce the way the effects on you...but, if I take you there- you have to promise me on thing Ikki. Whatever happens when we go to that room, whatever you see, you don't tell a soul. You'll be the first student that I personally take down to this place. And in doing so I am putting my trust in you as a student of this school to keep its secret hidden, even from your peers and your friends unless I say otherwise." Lord Symmetry let his eyes stayed fixed on Ikki for a second before he asked the wiccan one final question; "Am I understood?"
Susanoo

 

[Susanoo]

Ikki sat down with his legs crossed, and his arms crossed. They were ready to listen to whatever the reaper has to tell them, hearing that there wasn't a slight possibility to help maintain this pull that they're currently suffering right now. No way? Isn't this sort of shit what the more powerful wiccans are capable of? After hearing those words, all ikki could do is endure whatever he has to say, as he gripped their arms tight enough. Thinking about living like a meaningless creature, a test subject, a toy of some kind for the rest of their feline existence is something he wasn't looking forward to. Which also comes to mind that ever using that forbidden transformation of his is a scary thing.

His humanity taken away, the pull has twice the effect and, attacking anyone but their soon to be master is something he didn't have in mind. But those things will have to come if it means to get whatever type of things done. Ikki also heard that there was another way, as their ears perked up and, his head slightly held up. It was something deep that only ikki will know, and he couldn't tell a single word about it. "I understand the situation, and I wouldn't want to tell anyone my business or our business anyway. I have many secrets kept locked away from them, so this isn't something I'd worry about. If it means going to the right person, then I would do it and won't even tell about it." These words hold alot of meaning, the reaper would know that ikki is a well trusted person.

And has his own reasons to keep secrets hidden from people that shouldn't know this, that is what a secret should mean. Being the first student in the academy to know these type of things is some sort of honor. The Regal Rper