[b]"Please tell me that you smell that?"[/b]

Darius slowed his pace a bit and tested the air.

[b]"No, I don't smell a thing. Did somebody burn some fish sticks somewhere or...?"[/b] He glanced at his partner, then shifted his gaze to whatever was now holding her attention. The window. Rain.

Acid rain, apparently.

Just then there was a [i]splat[/i] as some half-formed creature distributed its guts on the window.

Well... that's just not right.

[b]"I think--checking outside is probably a good idea,"[/b] he said, a little dumbfounded. [b]"...Right, let's check it out. We'll go that-a-way."[/b] Darius took the lead, heading for the nearest exit. He readied himself to draw his sword, just in case. It was silly, of course, to imagine something actually serious occuring here on campus. Still, it didn't hurt to be prepared. There was another pair patrolling just outside; they might know what's going on.

[b]"...Hey, do you know those two out in the courtyard?"[/b] Darius pointed out the window as they passed by to the pair outside. They looked like they were having fun with whatever was going on out there.

...How does someone in a wheelchair even end up on guard duty? Well, how does one as academically spotless as himself end up on guard duty? Truly, the world was full of mysteries...