Reika paused, the massive black scythe halted above her head. She was just moments away from hacking away at the paper-thin wall like bread in an attempt to put the rampaging Spirit in its place. However before she could enact such judgment, she felt a slight change in the air around her. Almost as if the Spirit had disengaged from her battle mode…

The sound of roaring jets made Reaper look up to see more AST units flying and entering into the school building. With a frown, she slowly made the decision to deactivate her own Astral Dress. She knew that those girls in their flying suits most certainly needed to be judged…but for now she wouldn’t give the other Spirit a reason to pin the blame on her.

Taking up her bags, Reika ran the long way around and into the school entrance with her regular school uniform covering her form. The place was utter chaos as both staff and student scrambled to run for the nearest shelter center, the Spacequake alarm still blaring like a hellish siren.

Her frown deepening, she ran past the corridors in the hopes of acting like a regular student. Of course, any sane human would be frantic at this point and would most certainly [i]not[/i] have a stoic expression plastered onto their face.

Still, none of the AST girls that hovered over her payed any mind, simply deeming her as another pedestrian in harm’s way.

A good amount of running later, and Reika found herself slowing to a trot as a familiar sight met her gaze. The boy that had talked to her before, along with the AST unit that dared to face her in combat. It looked like the girl was directing the boy and…another girl? Reika’s senses bristled as she gave the other “student” a more in-depth analysis. 

No. This was the Spirit.

Walking over to Suichi and the other girl, she latched onto the boy’s arm without warning before blankly staring at the other Spirit.

Reika was perhaps stronger than her; after all, Reaper was considered more deadly than Shadow due to her history of slaughtering humans. However, no fight would break out on this day, as Reika was tactful enough to know when not to reveal her true identity.

That much was noted from yesterday’s events.

“I’m lost,” she said to the boy innocently. “Can you please direct me to the nearest shelter?” 

She gripped Suichi’s arm tighter.

Out of the corner of anyone’s eye-sight, a certain young male with cropped black hair kept a watchful eye on the entire exchange. His eyes danced from the boy to the two girls that clung to him. What a lucky guy to have girls like those fawning after him….how very interesting.

The black-haired boy would have to stay close to study further.