Penelope and Jett's: Box 11 As the sirens water retracted Penelope looked at Jett and asked the same question. Jett thought about how much he wants her to know. "Alright Penelope, you showed me your's, now I'll show mine..." Strikers voice echoed through his head "Great choice of words.... dumbass." Jett thought about what he said and his face flushed with red. "No no, no. I didn't mean it like, that came out wrong it was..." Jett stopped, recollected himself and grabbed Strikers hilt. Jett looked to his right, seeing an open area and concentrated. He slouched down a bit, aiming then with one swift strike... Jett had puled striker from her sheath quicker then Penelope could keep track of. As the sword cut through the air, it glowed a bright color, like the suns ays itself. A bright radiant sweep of light cut through the air like a beam. Jett sheathed Striker and looked at Penelope, "What do you think... ?"

Penelope blushed at the elf's comment. "You could have worded that a little better, Ramon. However, I will admit that your power is a lot flashier than mine. We'll have to see how it holds up in a fight." Penelope let out the barest hint of a sigh. They'd already been in these boxes for so long, she was starting to feel the claustrophobia coming on. That wasn't good at all. This needed to end soon. She managed to put her fears aside and asked, "Any family you care to talk about, or want to just leave them behind?"

Rei couldn't hold herself back much longer. She had meant to save this mortal for later at a private time, but she couldn't wait any longer. With unnatural strength Rei sheared off Varren's clothing and equipment, tossing them away if she didn't simply end up destroying them. Nothing was safe from her raging libido. Suddenly Varren could feel a stiff jab at his badder as Rei rammed her shaft right into his abdomen. Holding Varren's head tightly between Rei's breasts she whispered into his ears, even if he could not hear her. Things had escalated at an alarming rate, at least by Varren's standards. Yet judging by how the temptress now proper her/himself against him, this was just like drinking water to his company. He was debating between what to be more disconcerned about; the plot currently pressed against his chest the pulsating object propped on his thigh. Either way, he was in a deadlock, and escape was all but a fleeting joy. By no means had he expected his company to be a woman, and an invisible one at that. Nor was he able to negotiate or bargain his way out of his predicament, as a firm grip was tightened around the nape of his neck. It was obvious who was enjoying this and who was writhing in denial. Within the blink of an eye the two had disappeared into thin air. "Guess this is... her version of privacy?" He was still left unsure of which gender to attribute the student, but he refused to relent to merely dubbing her an 'it'. Although Varren wasn't able to dabble over what to exactly call the woman, as she willingly helped herself to the full course meal of an unknowing boy. He was captivated by how quickly she had fluently disarmed all of his limbs. "Your ass is mines~" It was fluid and sudden. One moment Rei was crushing Varren's head between her chest, but than she ended up stradled on his back, putting Varren into a full nelson. Now the stabbing pain came not from his front, but from behind. Like Varren had landed on a fence crotch first, but he could feel a pulsating throb. Than, he would feel something grab hold of his crotch. If he could struggle to look down he would see Rei's heeled shoes playing with his poor excuse of a manhood. She wasn't trying to be gentle: She dug her heels into the base of his masculinity, digging deep but not quite enough to draw blood. "How does that feel, hmm? Let me hear your squeal!" Rei began to playfully nibble at Varren's neck, licking her unnaturally long tongue around his throat. She continued to grind Varren's groin with her heels, occasionally stroking to feel his body pulse at the fusion of pleasure and pain. All the while she rocked her own between Varren's supple but firm ass. She hasn't gone in yet, but she wanted to break Varren first. And she'd first do that by breaking his arms. Swiftly as Rei dug her feet into Varren's pelvis she pushed her chest out forward while forcing his arms back, snapping them out of socket in one practiced motion. At the same time she tossed Varren's body on the floor face first. Rei wasn't about to let him escape though, and soon she was straddling his back. Varren's face would only see the floor, but he could hear Rei's horny panting as she reached for his legs. And just as quickly as she had broken Varren's arms with a full nelson, she snapped his legs with a boston crab. She even pulled his knees out of socket, for no reasons aside that the sound of Varren's bones breaking was really turning her on. She was even thinking about just breaking one of his shins, but the moist liquids dripping onto Varren's back signaled her back to the matter at hand. She focused on Varren's limp body before casting her spell into his mind. Licking her lips Rei stuck two of her fingers into her mouth. Bringing up a thick slurry of saliva Rei gently rubbed Varren's ███████ ███████. Smearing the sticky fluid with a deft hand, Rei prepared the mere human's tender ███████ for playtime. But there was a problem: She was simply too big. Much to Rei's frustration, Varren's tight man ███████ simply lacked the capacity to actually contain Rei's starving serpent. But she wasn't about to let herself lose that easily. Grunting furiously, Rei started to slam her body against Varren's ███████. Rei battered her ███████ against Varren’s tightly sealed pleasure ring. Suddenly the human’s Black Gale gave way, and the swollen head of Rei’s mighty pillar popped through into the forbidden halls of his ███████. Rei's pleased giggle was drowned out by the sound of more of Varren’s bones breaking from the force of her entry. The succubi began to pump away in earnest, her muscular yet soft thighs and hips slamming rhythmically against Varren's ███████ Her heavy ███████ smacked against the human's ███████ merrily, creating a calypso that pleased Rei greatly. Rei's oily and translucent ███████ and Varren's blood lubricated his ███████ until it was as hot and slippery as Rei's own ███████ Rei’s assault had caused a large degree of internal damage, and Varren was close to passing out from blood loss and shock of his bones breaking apart. It wasn't long before they would both be finished. The human had been a pleasure for Rei, but she needed something special to truly finish. Her heavy ███████ drew up close to her body, and she felt herself tensing, about to unleash her final attack. As Rei’s thick ███████ rolled up out of her ███████ and into Varren’s battered body, the demon slammed her powerful hands shut around the human’s neck. With a vicious jerk up and back, Rei crushed the Varren’s windpipe and vertebrae, nearly bringing an end to his life. His ███████ clamped shut around Rei’s ███████ , the painful tightness almost causing the demon to pass out. Rei gasped out as she finished off in the dying human, her beautiful pale ███████ pumping load after load of thick demonic taint into Varren’s lower intestine. The demon pulled out as Varren’s ███████ slowly relaxed, releasing Rei’s ███████ with a wet sucking sound. She used the sleeve she tore from Varren to wipe the thick scum of blood and ███████ from her swiftly withering hellish invader. With a satisfied smirk, Rei picked Varren up from the ground with a single hand. Then the illusion dropped. By the time Varren would come to he would see Rei's erotic face panting heavily, one hand tightening around Varren's neck while Rei was stimulating herself. "You make the most beautiful broken bones. I would dare say that you're the best at it. But you're a long shot from being enough for me. So, how about this: You and I make some friends here at the school. We can get together and figure out the best way to... Please each other. After all, isn't that what we're all here for, don't you agree?" Rei told Varren as she slowly began to choke the life out of him. Her own body began to swell in ecstasy as she teased the life out of the mortal. The boy would have gladly praised her, if it wasn't for the excrutiating pain which ensued. That, in coordination with some harmful foot-play and taut strangling, compiled into a slew of pain for the losing party. Before she tortured the defenseless student any more, the demon of an existence offered up a terms of agreement. Varren gritted his teeth and held back surfacing tears, "Well... I can't quite say I'm in a position of leverage here..." The boy picked his words wisely, since he had to utter them between strangled gasps. Yet he still attempted to retain his innocent and passive demeanor, regardless of his current standings. "I'd be happy to oblige, though I can't say I'm very capable without my limbs..." The boy winced at another strike of pain, "Damn it, think from their standpoint... Um...." At the loosening of her grip, Varren quickly spoke up again, "I think we'd be more effective if I wasn't physically disabled, right? By any chance, could you relent a little bit...? Pretty please?" Rei smirked at the boy as she released him, allowing him to fall into a heap. Kneeling down at his legs she spread them out so that she could sit precariously near his crotch. Her figners walked from his waist down to his dislocated kneecaps, where she debated snapping them back into place so that he could heal properly, or leaving it as it was as leverage. She suppose she ought to get to know her new friend before she starts doing any favors for him. "Hmm... Maaaaybe. I mean, as far as I'm concerned, you're just disposable man meat... I don't even have a name for you..." Rei said bordly as her fingers played their way towards Varren's waistline. "I think I'll take this." The boy couldn't help but to cringe at how he ranked on her scale of worthiness. Already he was off to a bad start for reacquiring control over his own body. He squirmed slightly as Rei's fingers danced on his waist, playing a tango to their own tune. One that would likely infringe upon Varren's chastity during its fortissimo. Time was of the essence, "Whaaaaat? How can you rank me when you barely know me? Although, I guess I can agree with you. I don't have much going for me except for my skill with firearms... Oh, and the name's Varren Yin- ow- yues... First ye- Jeeze, let your toy introduce himself at the least." At this juncture, that was all Varren was at this point. He had to get some form of movement soon. Rei smirked as she started to undo Varren's pants. "Don't give me lip unless I tell you do, Varyins." Rei had decided to dub the poor boy a new name to celebrate her new found friendship. Once Varren's pants were removed Rei started to work on restoring one of his knee caps. A few snaps, crackles, and pops later, and Varren's left knee was back to working function, albiet Varren would likely be very sore. "Now, doesn't that feel good? I could make you feel even better... All you need to do is tell me yes. So, how about it? Yes? Or no?" Varren would have gladly breathed a sigh of relief, yet only a battle within the war was won. It wasn't even a battle, but a mere skirmish, a succinct and enclosed exchange of arms. And she was also, ever so slowly, stripping the boy down. "...It's plausible, yes. It would be much obliged if the rest of me was put back in operable condition..." He exhaled deeply as a bit of the pain began to subside, yet there were still pressing matters to attend to. "This is quite the eventful first day of school." Rei smirked as she licked her lips. Hopefully Varren knew what he just agreed too, because Rei wasn't going to put his bones back together until she was properly statisfied. Crawling over the boy's broke body Rei leaned her face near to Varren's own. "Then just relax, and let me handle things from here..." Using Varren's own pants Rei blind folded the boy before kissing Varren deeply, snaking her tongue down his throat. Rei grabbed Varren by his upper arms, slowly working her fingers into putting his shoulders back itno place. It would be a slow process, but that was the point. As Rei was working on putting Varren's arms back, she played with his mouth, wrestling his touch adn tasting the inner chambers of his maw. Rei's lance met with Varren's and despite how close they were, they particpated in a short joust, though Rei was at an advantage for having a weapon at least twice as long as Varren's. Still his comparitvely compact blade allowed him better manuverbility, which allowed Rei to put Varren's little lance in all the right places. After leaving the boy breathless Rei moved her arms behind Varren, working his shoulders from behind. They were now back into their rightful sockets, but as promised, Rei was going to make him feel much better. She was massaging both Varren's shoulders and his coaxing power out of his small polearm, while Rei used her own to show Varren what it took to master such a potent weapon. But while she dueled Varren, so fed herself by sampling the young boy's small but supple chest. She could taste his virgin salts, and was just as tempted to get the first cut as she did in her illusion. But she had to hold herself back, and savor the flavor. Not that it stopped her from tasting Varren's more delicate spots, knowing fully well that she was, perhaps, overstepping her bounds. But she'd have to ask Varren that first. Pulling her tongue back into her mouth Rei stradded Varren's body and looked down at him with lustful eyes. "Well? How do you feel now?" Rei still hasn't fixed the bones in his waist, and since she was sitting on it Varren may begin to feel the pain of Rei's weight crushing his pelvis existance. Well, Varren was able to play along enough to persuade her in partially reforming his structure, yet there was a boundary he didn't exactly want to cross. Not yet, at the least. "Well, I'm fond of relocating everything, minus the... physical alterations." He did indeed blush slightly, but he was firm enough in his request. Rei giggled playfully as she repositioned herself in relation to Varren's body. She had to put his leg back into place now, but the way she did it made it look like she was (And indeed she is) engaging him in some good old fashion Tribadism. Further more she was a bit more interested in rubbing down Varren's bare blade than actually putting his leg back into place, but with a sickening pop Rei had inadvertantely snapped it back into position. The sound of the bones crunching together made Rei quivver, and she accidentally jabbed Varren with the point of her spear right into his nads. "Sorry! But don't worry, we're almost finished here. I just need to make some bandages for you." Of course Rei lacked any proper bandages, so she settled for tearing off her clothes. Now both she and Varren were in the nude, while she tended to the injuries she inflicted onto him. He only had one more leg to fix before Varren would be at least able to stand without collapsing, but there was one thing she wanted him to do. This consisted of pratically kneeling over Varren with her Sword of Damocles hanging ever so precariously above Varren's head. "Varyin, this isn't fun if you don't join in. Frankly, I'm getting quite bored... Do something to entertain me while I work on this last one, won't you? Otherwise I might just entertain myself other ways, such as listening to your bones breaking apart..." To get her point across, Rei had her greatsword swing dangerously close to Varren's eyes. She's liable to stab his eyes out if he could not sheath her blade. Varren gave her a quizzical look, a mental debate ensued as he conjured up something to entertain his companion. "Erm... Let's go with this." All the boy did was measely pat her head, in the same fashion as one would do with a dog. "Sorry, I'm not that creative, this will have to suffice." Rei pouted as Varren simply petted her. "Well, I guess this isn't too bad... Let's see here..." Rei popped the last of Varren's broken bones back into place, but not without a contingency: As she put his hip back together, she did it in such a way that she could easidly break him again with the right touch. The next time Varren displeases her, Rei would have just what she needed to make him hers once again. Or at least to disable him and have her way with him when they're alone. Once finished Rei continued to sit on Varren's chest, feeling comfortable underneath his fleshy body. Both were bare naked and she wondered how long the others were going to keep watching her. Just to see their reaction, Rei suddenly reached down and yanked on Varren's ███████, squeezing and pulling until her hand became sweaty and moist.

Amon sharply turned her head towards Yuga as she heard the final tone in the girls voice, a sharp and cruel bark of laughter coming out as she left herself completely open, "I do believe you've yet to trust my evaluation of my value to this school, " Amon spoke a bit condescendingly, seeming to calm down, if only slightly now that she had something to take her mind off the cage they were in. Her orb stopped veering as she seemed to gain a bit of control again. The logical part of her mind knew that it was highly unlikely they would be kept here for long, but every time she looked at those walls, all she could feel was the panic and drive to do what she needed to survive that had permeated within when she had been captured on earth. The robots resolve seemed to broker little back talk, and besides, there were more than a few victims that a he had killed when their defenses were lowered. Yuga had already seemed to have come to terms with this end, much as Amon had been ready to die when hunting, an option that had been seemingly yanked away from her. That thought brought a steeliness to her eyes as she felt a begrudging respect for her. "In that case, I suppose I shouldn't waste any time,"her orb standing still the air as it seemed to be engulfed in a dark purple flame, "I feel no need to make this cruel, so it may be best for you to tell me where to strike so as not to drag this out." She hoped Yuga wasn't too durable, this was the only way she could think to hurt her, doubting her claws and fangs would do much good. "You should destroy my head last. If it is severed from the body I will have no control over it, and my body will defend itself. To that end, destroy my auxiliary limbs first. Than my legs, as after your destroy my auxiliary limbs my body would enter it's defensive mode. I can ensure that you are not harmed, but my body would attempt to save itself nonetheless. By removing my legs I will not be able to escape, and it will give you time to destroy my body entirely." Yuga than lowered one hand and dragged her mechanical fingers across a spot near her waist. "Strike here, as it is weakest. And here," Yuga turned around to show Amon where her auxiliary limbs were linked to her shoulders. "To remove my extra limbs. If you could, try to make the damage minimal. I could salvage my remains later. And lastly." Yuga turned and pointed at her abdomen. "This is the hardest part of my body. It contains my body's power source. Normally striking here would be all you need to defeat me, however even I cannot assist you in destroying it if my body has the means to prevent that. First you must cripple me, and than go for the final blow while I am defenseless. I would also suggest removing my arms to make this easier." Yuga than stood still again with her arms out, ready for Amon to attack her. "Is there anything else you would like to know from me?" Amon shook her head silently, letting out sigh as she heard the laundry list of steps, her orb spinning in front of her as she considered her first move. She had expected this to be rather easy now that Yuga was basically letting her kill her, but apparently even this strange robot was still a slave to her programming. That meant she was actually going to have to put forth an effort to kill her now. That likely meant she was going to be rather hungry soon. Amon could feel her mana eking out as she maintained the fire on the orb, finally seeming to come to decision. It seemed that the best tactic would be to go for those used often on prey much larger than herself. She'd have to go for the joints first, doubting she could simply shear the limbs off. With her tactic decided on, Amon sprinted towards her, knowing the first strike would have to be decisive, otherwise this would drag out much longer than she wanted, seeing as her reserves were already running low due to not eating in since being captured. She leap at Yuga from a distance, aiming her maw at the elbow joint on left auxiliary arm, a feral growl escaping as she flew. She hoped she could at least do some damage, with a bit of leverage at least. Her fiery orb soared at the opposite arm, the rocketing sphere having been used to crack a few skulls before, she was more sure of it's capabilities, especially when wreathed in flames used to melt locks off of many a cage back on Lucius . Body rocking back at the force of Amon crashing into her arm, Yuga had to quickly prevent her body from immediately trying to wallop Amon the moment she she hit her arms. For come reason she went after her elbow joints instead of her shoulders. Yuga stayed quiet however, figuring that Amon was just getting herself in position. Still her body was try to defend itself, so Yuga had to keep telling it that it was not suffering any sort of hostile damage. Which was difficult since the body could plainly detect Amon trying to gnaw her arms. There was some damage being done however, but it would require a bit more effort before Yuga breaks. A lot more effort. Trying to help Yuga made her auxiliary arms shoot backwards, but also close together. This way Amon could get a grasp of boths arms and try to damage them that way. "Be quick. My body is... Trying to fight back." Yuga said with a calm serenity. Amon gave a little yip as Yuga swung her arms back, body flailing for a second as she regained her footing, her hind paws firmly on the ground as her front paws were raised a bit above the ground. Amon rolled her eyes at the robots urging, finding a little trouble finding purchase to pull at offending limb. She eyed the other limb, a bit annoyed to see it unscathed, her orb having to have missed it entirely. She sighed as she realized this was going nowhere seemingly. It would happen that the first creature that wanted her to kill it would be made of metal. The gods above seemed to delight in heaping aggravations upon her. She decided it was time to alter her tactics a bit. She canceled the fire spell on her orb a she let a torrent of mana wash into her. She had always found shapeshifting an easy ruse to pull off, but she rarely changed size. Keeping her hold on the arm, her muzzle seemed to be engulfing more and more of it. With a quick movement, Amon shifted her muzzle to grab both of Yuga's hands. She kept her self from gasping as the mana burned throughout her veins. She had used up what was equivalent to about a day's worth of mana shifting her size like this, the fox behind Yuga now close to the size of a small horse. Placing her fore paws on Yuga's back, Amon pushed with them, trying to push her down as she pulled back with her jaws, attempting to rip the arms from their sockets now. Her gums were starting to bleed from the effort a bit, but Amon paid it little mind. The transformation had drained quite a bit of her remaining energy from the orb and she knew her priority after getting out of this damnable box would be finding something to replenish her stores. Yuga's body fought and struggled, both against Amon and Yuga herself, who was trying her hardest to actually allow this to happen. The best she could do was keep her body frozen in place however, hoping that Amon had the strength to finish the job herself. But sure enough there was a loud creaking noise, and soon Yuga's spare limbs were torn out from her back. Yuga stumbled forward and caught herself before falling over. Her sensors indicated heavy damage, just as she predicted. Her body turned towards Amon as alarms in her head told her of the threat before her, urging her to escape. She had a hard time fighting this feeling off as her legs themselves started to move, meaning that Yuga needed to counter these actions by moving towards Amon. Her body want to run away but Yuga made it move closer. "Good, but not enough. I'm currently over riding my body's auto-recovery right now, but any moment where I'm not actively controlling my body, it will try to run away. I am going to jump at you, grab my legs as I fly past!" Yuga jumped towards Amon, but not to attack her, but so Amon could intercept Yuga and hold her legs down. Yuga purposely missed Amon and flew past her body, hoping that Amon was quicker on the draw. Amon jerked back as the limbs tore off, quickly regaining her footing as she saw Yuga regain her footing as well. She recoiled as the taste of metal, oil, hydraulic fluid, and her own blood mingled in her mouth, quickly spitting out the distasteful limbs. She could feel a ragged tear in her muzzle where she had tore her lip a bit from rending the metal. She'd have to worry about such things later as Yuga was already making a jump past her, metallic limbs rushing by as she slept. Amon rushed to act, ignoring the pain in her mouth as she reacted, cursing as the first leg was missed by mere inches, feeling the metal bounce off of her snout and scrape across her muzzle. She had more luck however with the other leg, managing to grab a hold of...what was the equivalent of an ankle. She braced herself against the shock of a sudden stop Reactively Yuga kicked her other leg at Amon, but she stopped before she could continue. "Sorry! Hurry break it off at the joint like I showed you." Yuga helpfully dragged her finger across the area that Amon needed to strike to easily detach Yuga's leg. Her free leg was stiff, but the jerking motion it was making showed that it was trying to fight, but Yuga was holding it back. Amon nodded in assent, at least as best as she could while holding the robot down. She fought back a bark as a few of the jerks from the other leg nicked her face, a cut over her right eye opening, forcing her to close her eye as it flowed. It wasn't deep, but the flow was steady enough that she wouldn't be able to see out of it until she got it treated. Seeing the spot Yuga pointed to, Amon quickly moved to place herself above the girls abdomen, letting go of the leg after standing on her stomach, a sharp bark after she got kneed on the snout. Anger took hold as she bit down on the offending appendage, yanking her head back viciously, feeling the joint straining, a creaking issuing from it as though it begged for a reprieve from the pressure.

Suddenly and without warning, the white boxes that had everyone trapped began to shrink. They grew smaller and smaller, no force or magic capable of stopping them. Soon they went from large white rooms to very compact boxes that threaten to crush anyone unlucky enough to be inside. And just as it seemed like the students would have been compressed into meat cubes by the magic boxes, everyone would find themselves back in their seat. Many students were unharmed, save for those who actually fought each other inside the boxes. There was a bit of confusion amongst the students about what just happened, but they'll get their answers soon enough.

Ralthavar Marcrosias

Ralthavar's time in the box was largely uneventful. He had a lot of tea, which he managed to put away as the boxes got smaller. When he found himself back at his seat he noticed his things were undamaged but he was still missing the water in his pot. "Alright, is that wasn't an illusion." And sure enough everyone else from the Harmonious First were also quite surprised to be back. Most of them looked ragged and wounded, which told Ralthavar that they went and gotten into a fight. Some of them however looked no worse for wear. Ralthavar himself wasn't sure what the purpose of that was so he couldn't say for sure if they were suppose to have fought each other or not. But even if they were, all Ralthavar had was his tea set and dagger, and his opponent was a petite human girl. Hardly what he'd call a worthy opponent. "Alright everyone, calm down and shut up. I'm sure someone will explain what just happened." Ralthavar ordered to the Harmonious First.



It was quite exciting them the box began to crush Rei and Varren. She pressed her naked body against Varren's own, whispering what she thought were her last words right into his ear. Of how she was going to ravage his body and screw every hole and pore, and later make new holes in his body until it was nothing more than a quivering mass of meat leaking blood and semen. Alas, what she thought was her last moments turned out to actually return her to her seat, albeit withing her clothing. Suited her just fine, the cold never bothered her. Kicking up her feet on the chair in front of her Rei reclined back and waited to see what that whole ordeal was about. And maybe see if she could find a new toy to play with.

Just as Sylus had finished speaking with Uriel, the room began to shrink. Sylus felt more and more uncomfortable the smaller it became, panic beginning to set in. Claustrophobia was the bane of his existence. The walls closing in triggered vivid recollections of past nightmares, in which he could feel every bone in his body breaking as he was crushed by four walls, the blood flow to his limbs being cut off, the pain unbearable... but instead of dying, he was teleported right back to his seat in the auditorium.

Sylus exhaled slowly in a sigh of relief. While I'm sure there was some greater point to all of that, I swear to the gods that Ler-briar likes messing with his pupils far too much. sylus scanned the room, green eyes sweeping analytically over the other students. in front of him several first years were injured, shaken up or in some state of disarray or other. He frowned at this, but the frown subsided once he realized most of them seemed alright at first glance. It's good to see that Uriel and I weren't the only ones who didn't fight, but it still seems a good portion of us did. As he continued scanning the room, he couldn't help but notice that one of the first year females was... completely naked. Gods above... isn't there a rule against that sort of exposure here? What on earth was she doing in there that required... oh. On second thought, I might be better off not knowing.

In a miraculous feat of self control, he tore his eyes away from the sight of her as there were more pressing matters at hand. Namely, he hoped someone would explain the point of what the entire student body had just been subjected to. He relaxed in his seat, half tempted to light his tobacco pipe and settle in for a smoke after that ordeal, but this wasn't the time. He focused his attention towards the stage in hopes that all would be explained.

Had he been paying attention, Mathew would have noticed the box he and Mia were trapped in start to shrink. When he did finally realize what was happening, it was too late to do anything. Before the walls could crush the two of them, he found himself back in his Human form in his seat. 'What?' Mathew started to look through the crowd of students, trying to find Mia. However, there were far too many other people in the room for him to find her 'could it all have been some kind of elaborate dream?' He wondered, since he didn't have any physical evidence that what had just happened was real. In fact, him being in his Human form without consciously transforming seemed to support the dream theory

'Just...what was the point of all of that?' He asked no one 'what could they have been trying to learn about us? Unless I dreamed that up myself. No, I don't think that's the case. I doubt I could have fallen asleep sitting up like this. Not only that, but I can't remember ever having such a vivid dream before in my life. I suppose that's one question answered.'

Amon jerked her head up as she noticed the walls moving, cursing after she realized this wasn't her mind wasn't playing tricks on her again. Jumping off of Yuga, she moved herself to the center of the stage, letting go of the mana as she returned to her natural size.

She closed her eyes as she felt the panic taking over her, hyperventilating as she imagined the walls soon to crush her. She stood there waiting for the end to come, eyes forced to stay shut, starting to get annoyed that death was seemingly taking it's sweet time. Soon however she began to her others voices around her.

Cracking one eye open, Amon saw she was back in the auditorium, surrounded once again by fellow students.

Thoughts that she may have been going insane were however quickly assuaged as she had to spit out another mouthful of blood. She felt quiet tired now, feeling her reserves of mana running low, not even tempting faint with the minute amount needed to shift back to her more human forms She needed to get something to eat soon or she feared she would begin reverting soon. Not to mention needing to literally lick her wounds. She could tell however there seemed to be more to come, despite a voice in her head telling her incessantly to leave.

Ark breathed a bit heavily as he recovered from Dagny's punch. He didn't want to move for a good while. His thoughts of resting were halted by the walls slowly shrinking down, the box becoming smaller by the minute, and then... POOF, Ark was back in his seat. What an odd experience. Nevertheless, Ark sat back in his rather comfortable seatings. Even if it was nothing fancy, it was still better than a bare floor. His comfort was quickly evaporated by the sight of something quite horrendous; Two students, sitting much farther ahead, probably first years, without clothing. What made it worse was that they were fleshy meatbags, ugly human bags of filth. Ark avertted his gaze, realizing that a good number of students had done the same.

Maxwell, having just finished his little chat with Jojo, noticed that the white room had begun to shrink. Maxwell backed into the center as the wall shrunk closer. As soon as he thought the room was getting too small for two people, Maxwell was back in his seat. Letting out a quick chuckle, he started looking around. What was the point of that room thing? get everyone acquainted with eachother? start fights? get someone killed? All of this fell from maxwell's mind when he saw a stark naked pair of students sitting a fair ways in front of him. One of these naked students had features that looked familiar to Max. As soon as Maxwell figured it out, he burst out laughing. "What the hell? Varren? Why the hell is Varren Naked?" Maxwell didn't really care about how loud he was being, he just wanted to point out this absurdity to the rest of the class.

Ier-Briar looked in awe at that which sat in front of him. He promptly planted his hand on his face. "Someone.. get those 2 bafoons some clothes, and put that succubus on a watch list. Scratch that, multiple watch lists." Removing his hand from his face, Ier-Briar began to speak about the Dorm arrangements "Alright, so you just met the person you will be spending at least tonight with. SURPRISE! You now have your temporary dorm mates, or maybe not-so-temporary, if you like your forced partner, anyway. As you all should know, each year has a seperate dorm building, each of varying quality, becuase nobody likes first years. Your white box number is also your dorm number, so spend the rest of today getting aquainted with your new home, and then come back down for dinner, becuase a full idiot is better than a starving idiot." Ier-Briar cringed at that last line of dialogue "Whoever wrote that is going to get fired. I swear!" Ier-Briar walked off stage, leaving the students to do their day 0 bullshit.

"Oh, definitely. I'm thinking the unicorn in box 69," Zar responded to Raule. Her tone was serious, but the context assured it was teasing. Zar was never particularly good at jokes. Her attention continued to jump between her own work and the boxes...until they started to shrink. She blinked and flipped through the images on her halopad before her gaze flickered up to the front of the hall. Then, the screens went to static and all the students were returned to the seats in front of them. "Hm," she hummed, turning her attention back on the digital Khayal.


Dagny stood with her arms crossed, waiting for either Ark to get up or to be teleported out of the room. However, neither of those things happened and instead the room started to close in on them. "What the fuck?" she wondered, looking around. Then the walls squeezed in on her and she growled, struggling to push them back. But even her strenght was proving fruitless. Was this some sort of test? "What the fuck?!" she repeated with a grunt--

And then she was back in her seat. She blinked her blue eyes and looked around at the other students. Everyone seemed to be back in one piece...Though only the vast majority had clothes. "Uh," she muttered, scowling at the unfamiliar faces and butts up front. Well, it wasn't entirely surprising, so she just rolled her eyes and sat back in her seat, arms crossed.

Yuga was getting torn apart. She wondered if anyone was going to save her. She had already accepted her destruction, but still... Was no one going to stop Amon? Was this what the school wanted? Yuga silently allowed herself to get thrashed about as the boxes grew smaller. She didn't know what was happening, but she guessed that they were taking too long. Maybe they were suppose to have killed one another by now. Oh well. Yuga thought. It was nice meeting Amon.

And than they were back in the auditorium. Yuga looked around confused. Everyone else seemed just as confused as she was. Amon wasn't too far away, but she seemed to have hurt herself trying to break Yuga. Since she still had her legs, barely, Yuga went over to Amon. "If you are hurt, we should go to the infirmary. I know where it is at. Come with me, Amon." Yuga offered the fox girl her hand and would lead her to the Infirmary if she accepted it.

Amon let out a sigh of frustration as Ier-Briar explained the point of the exercise. It seemed those in control took a wicked delight in prodding their charges. She could still feel her heart thumping from earlier panic, which brought to mind a whole other set of problems. It seemed her interrogation had effected her more than she was willing to admit.

It seemed they had a moment's respite, Amon easing down to her stomach as she took a moment to check herself over. A stabbing pain in her head caused her to wince, as the adrenaline from the fight faded and allowed her to feel the full effect of her bumps and scrapes. The flow of blood coming from her head wound had stymied somewhat, but had yet to stop completely. She could now feel a dull ache coming from from her sides as well. She must have caught a blow to her ribs that she hadn't noticed before, but she could tell they were likely bruised. She wrinkled her snout at the mess of sweat and hydraulic fluids on her coat, fighting the need to rush for a shower, knowing she needed to prioritize. She assumed that if they were training what was essentially soldiers, then injuries were probably common fare, and that would mean an infirmary couldn't be to far. She shook away a wave of disorientation, attributing it to exertion and hunger, hoping she had avoided a concussion.

Amon gave a start as she heard Yuga, fur standing on end as for a moment before relaxing, trying to breathe deep to relax before wincing as her ribs cried out in protest, ears perking as Yuga seemed to read her mind. She briefly considered rebuffing the robot's offer, basic instinct telling her that she had to hide her wounds. She beat such thoughts back however. The previous mention of dorm mates had made it clear she would be spending plenty of time with the robot, and it wouldn't be the first time she had used seeming vulnerability to gain someone's favor, a surprisingly easy way to get people to trust you was to seem weak. Besides she had little knowledge of the school's layout, the pamphlets and such having been with her luggage, which she assumed had been sent ahead to the dorms. She certainly didn't want to try navigating in her current condition.

"I suppose I've few options at the moment," Amon said, a self-depreciating smile on her face. "I've little knowledge of this place, and you certainly did quite the number on me," she continued, hissing as she stood back up, "hate to see what you're like when you actually fighting." A whisper of pride seethed a bit at the comments, but she was used to beating down pride to gain advantages, and this was far and away from the most degrading persona she'd taken.

She frowned as she saw her orb was rather dim, with only a slowly pulsing glow coming from within, the purple light seeming to come from far away. Turning her head back to Yuga, groaning a bit with the quick motion, she gave a sheepish grin, " I suppose it'd be in my best interest were we to make haste," grimacing once more as she saw the mess of her fur, desperately wishing she could take a shower again, before awaiting Yuga to lead the way. She decided a little concern was appropriate, her head tilting sideways as she examined her, "Are you sure you shouldn't go for maintenance or such first," she asked, carefully adding a bit of worry to her voice. She doubted the robot would simply leave her, but it was important to seem selfless when she could help it.

Helping Amon to her feet Yuga nodded her head and directed her towards the main exit. It had been quite a day so far. Yuga ran a quick scan of her damage diagnostic: Auxiliary limbs removed, legs heavily damaged, body running safe mode, chassis scratched up. All and all however Yuga was still fully functional. Amon seemed to be more hurt and Yuga hardly threw a serious attack at her. Amon pointed this out. "Sorry about that. I didn't mean to." Yuga tried to be humble, though it wasn't hard to take what she was saying as arrogance either. She was barely trying and she still beat Amon pretty badly.

Leaving the great hall Yuga took Amon across campus towards the Infirmary. She didn't waste time with idle chatter as Amon wanted to make haste, and from the look of the little glowing orb that Amon had she was low on energy, as the orb's light was dimmer than it was before. On the way however Amon did voice her concern about Yuga. "I will be fine. My body can continue regular function for the next 278 days before the damage begins to permanently impede my ability, so long as I refrain from further conflicts. And aside from that, I can always repair the broken parts myself." That was a lie. Yuga didn't have that sort of materials available to her to repair this body. While she can fix her leg her auxiliary arms were as good as gone until she can get a new body, or someone to reattach them with their own supplies. At least she had another body if this one gets too damaged.

Eventually Yuga and Amon arrive to the Infirmary. Like a regular Yuga signed in and filled out the report for Amon's behalf. It wasn't long before Yuga and Amon were standing next to a bed, with a full array of medical equipment ready for the doctors to operate on Amon. Yuga may have gone a bit overboard, but whatever Amon needed done to get better was now available to her. Still concerned however Yuga turned to Amon. "Is there anything else you need? I do not know much about magic, but I can find you a magical healer if that will help. Or maybe you are hungry? Do you want to take a bath? I can bring you something to entertain yourself with." Yuga showed genuine concern over the person who had tried to rip her apart not to long ago.

Amon chuckled nervously as she seemed to have been signed up for what seemed like intensive surgery, starting to worry that she looked much worse than she felt. Yuga had filled out all the paperwork, which was rather helpful seeing as her current form would make that rather difficult, but seemed like a big to do over what amounted to a few cuts and bruises, many and large though they were. Through a warped reflection in one of the stainless steel pieces of equipment, Amon could clearly see the left side of her face had indeed caked a bit with blood, the fur matting up. Recoiling a bit at the sight, she felt that was causing most of the response from Yuga, and attempted to wash it off as best as she could in a basin nearby.

After she was satisfied with the results, Amon leapt shakily onto the table, a pain foreshadowing that her bruised ribs would probably last the longest of her injuries, smiling bemusedly as the robot next to her seemed rattle on after they were situated, listing off the different ways she could attempt to help Amon. Feeling the robot may overheat trying to list off the ways she could help, and growing slightly annoyed at her inability to get a word in edgewise, Amon used one of her tails to hold in front of the robots face, much as one may use a finger to ask for a pause, teasingly shushing her as she let out a chuckle. "I believe it's more than clear that you intend to help me, but I believe you've done more enough for the moment," she said, a small hint of laughter in her voice evident for a moment, before her ribs reminded her what a bad idea that would be. "As for magical healing, I prefer the more natural route for wounds of the nonfatalp persuasion," a smile with a hint of an edge on her face, seemingly far away, "helps to remind you of past mistakes next time you fight."

As if called by her memories, movement on the other side of the room quickly revealed itself to be the doctor and his nurse, clad in scrubs and seemingly in possession of enough equipment to start a battlefield triage. A look of annoyance seemed to cross his face when he saw that the patient was not dying, as Amon now suspected the forms Yuga had filled out had alluded. Nevertheless, he rallied forward, asking the usual fare of questions as Amon pointed out the problem areas, an ointment quickly applied to the forehead wound to stop the bleeding. He then applied a cream to Amon's chest, a sigh of relief emanating from her as the pain receded somewhat. As he was wrapping a gauze around her chest to reduce swelling, Amon continued to answer Yuga's previous bombardment of questions, "As to the food and shower situations, as much as I wish to get a nice hot sh-" a sharp bark cutting her of as the doctor pulled tight on the gauze and clinching it off, gaining a withering look from Amon, which he pointedly igonored. She shook her head, remembering men much like him screaming as she had eaten their organs as they had watched, before turning back to Yuga, "As I was saying, it's probably best that I get something in me before I worry about cleaning myself. My meals are a little on the strange side so you need not worry yourself about it."

Satisfied she'd exhausted the need to answer Yuga for the time being, she let the doctor continue his administration in peace, although she had snapped at the nurse when she had tried to get a little to fresh with her thermometer for Amon's taste. After being assured that the administrations would hold up to any transformations so long as she kept them to humanoid forms, the pair was released from the doctors care. Amon decided she would follow Yuga's lead for the moment, unsure as she was of the general goings on of the school.

Having been seated rather close to the offending pair, Mia was in for a surprise once the boxes started shrinking around her and she found herself back in her seat; getting a front row view of the two students tangled in a rather risque and lewd affair. The bright blush that took over her face was almost as fast as she was scrambling backwards away from the naked figures, her eyes wide behind her glasses as she vaguely registered what the principal had said about roommates and coming back for dinner. Her first priority was to get away, whispering a rather long string of excuse me's and bumping into people as she kept her head down, the small girl found herself back outside before she knew it. Turning around slightly she bite her lip wondering just where to go now, pulling up the speech and maps from earlier getting familiarized with her new setting, the snow still falling down lightly littering her glasses with small speaks of snow. Sighing she pulled her glasses off, cleaning, them wondering if she could delete the images from earlier from her memory.

As she placed her glasses back on she exhaled slowly calming herself back down, "I suppose I should go drop of my bags.." She rationalized before joining the throng of students spilling out of the main hall, her small bag swaying slightly by her side, as she went over the status of the students when they reappeared from their own boxes. It seems that some of them had gotten into fights, and we're in various states. Musing slightly, she wondered just how well she would fit in to a school of fighters, it seems she would have to do some adapting and find a way to fight on her own terms. The thought of it sent a small shiver of excitement through the quiet girl, maybe this was the change she needed after all. Grinning at the idea, Mia took off towards the dorms with sure footsteps determined to make the best of this opportunity.

Well this was a surprise; turns out that Mia was his new roommate. Having had the upbringing he did, Mathew wasn't completely comfortable sharing a room with a girl his age that he wasn't either married or related to. 'I can foresee this causing more then a few problems. How does one even go about sharing a room with a girl in the first place anyway?' His cheeks reddened a little bit

Not having any idea how to handle this, Mathew was forced to play it by ear. First order of business; drop his stuff off at his new room 'I suppose it's a good thing that I packed relatively light.' He thought to himself as he made his way through the crowd of students 'I can't believe that the faculty would do something as irresponsible as putting boys and girls in the same room. I'm starting to worry for my future.' Once he reached his new room, he opened the door to find a surprise; Mia was already inside. It took Mathew's brain a few seconds to processes that '...that's right; Mia is my new roommate. I can't believe I let this catch me off guard.' It was at this point that Mathew entered unfamiliar territory "u-um...greetings Mia, fancy meeting you here" he said to her 'did...did I honestly just say that? What the blazes is wrong with me!?' he couldn't hide (mostly because he didn't realize it was even there) the red blush on his cheeks.

Mia tilted her head looking at the door to room 69 curiously, the idea of sharing a room with a guy was rather unsettling, but she rationalized it by deciding that they would split the room in half and he wouldn't be allowed to cross over to her side. It was a nice concept but she wasn't sure she'd honestly be able to enforce it just yet, but he seemed like a well enough guy to follow her one simple requested. Taking a deep breath she pushed open the door taking in the rather spacious room, it was bigger then the doorway led on to be, but after all what else did you expect from a magic endowed academy. Walking in she looked around taking in the simple yet elegant decor, deciding to take the bed closest to the window setting her bags down on the adjacent desk, quickly and efficiently setting up what little scrolls and books she had brought with her. They wouldn't stay organized for long but for now it seemed that they would hold.

Jumping slightly at the sound of voice greeting her, causing her to spin around from her desk blinking a few times before registering that she would have to start living with someone else for the time being, "Ah! H-hello again.." She muttered softly in reply, trying not to laugh at the look of surprise mimicked on his face shaking her head she tilted it slightly again looking at him curiously, as he started to berate himself. "U-ummm would you like to go get lunch..?" She offered figdetly wanting out of the room, feeling slightly uneasy at being alone in a room, it wasn't the same as before, this was a much more personal setting. To distract herself she pulled up a diagram of the school, realizing the cafeteria wasn't as far away from their dorm and that the library was close as well perhaps she would stop by there later.

Now freed from their cages, Ralthavar and his orcs were given free reign to wander around the college. Not wanting to be leading a flock Ralthavar ordered his orcs to go explore. He just wanted to meet people without his entourage. Of course, the first thing he'd do would see this dorm of his. Admittedly Ralthavar had the luxuries of being a prince back in Lucis, and was prepare for a more spartan treatment here at the academy. The same couldn't be said of his roommate. Somehow or another the little girl managed to get here before he did, though she seemed to be waiting for her luggage. Her comments about Ralthavar was making him irritated. At least until another... Girl? Guy? A stark naked demon, he knew that much. She started to flirt with Ralthavar, which he responded succinctly. "Not interested. But she's all yours." Ralthavar motioned towards the little girl in his room, leaving to find other things to do.

He found himself in the cafeteria, and sure enough there was a small group of orcs who were taking advantage of the amenities, ordering large amounts of food only to carry them away to gods-know-where. Hording food for winter maybe. Ralthavar didn't particularly care and made his way to the lunch line.



Rei could only laugh as the headmaster and others around her grew increasingly embarrassed at Rei's appearance. It didn't help that she acted continuously vulgar to the point that she was in dire need of a shower. Eventually some of the school staffers forced a robe onto her and made her leave the main hall before she infects others around her with her desire, but as soon as she was out of eye sight she simply shifted out of the robes and back into her nude form. "Eh he he he... Well, I know I'll definitely be seeing Varren soon, so who else should I play around with?"

Walking to the dormitory, it seemed like the best place to find a fuck buddy. With so many young and horny teenagers it shouldn't be hard for Rei to find someone to brain with her great club. She could hear chatter behind locked doors, and the thought of being suddenly spotted while she was still in the nude excited her. Soon she found an orcish student who seemed mildly irritated. Seeking her chance Rei approached the orc. "Oh... I've caught myself an orc. Whatever base, tawdry acts you orcs commit, I... I'm not afraid!" Rei than exposed herself to the orc, her body wide open. "So lets hear all the erotic things you're gonna do! Come on!" Rei began to physically taught the orc, caressing her milk jugs and brandishing her virgin slayer. "Go on tell me how you plan to indulge yourself!! Come on! HURRY! HURRYHURRYHURRYHURRYHURRYHURRYHURRYhurryhurryhurryhurryhurry!"

The orc left, but not before leaving a present for him: A little human girl. Rei immediately forgot about him and entered the dorm. Closing the door behind her and jamming the lock Rei got very dark. And than she put on protection. "I WILL LIVE! FOR THE SAKE OF INDULGING IN THIS MOMENT AS MUCH AS I CAN!" And then Rei proceeded to to slay the little girl's virgin.

"That sounds lovely" Mathew answered "unfortunately, I only had time to grab a quick bite to eat before coming here, so I'm quite famished" he added. Putting his things down in the room, he returned his attention to her. "Well then, if you're ready...should we go?" He asked while holding his hand out to her. Anyone with a brain could see that Mia was a skittish girl. Normally this wouldn't be a problem...but she was Mathew's new roommate now 'if she isn't comfortable enough in my presence, then that will only make things harder on me. I need to make sure she is at ease around me, lest things will get nasty for me in the long run.'

Grinning brightly for a brief second at the approval of her idea, Mia skirted around his hand spinning around waiting for him out in the hallway; glancing curiously at all the things they had placed in the room. A slightly displeased look on her face at the blandness of the wall. If this was to be her room for the next year she wondered if she could paint the room. She rather enjoyed her mural at home. It wasn't that she was completely skittish of her new friend but physical contact was still a while away. "Well come on then. Oh, do you want to go to the library afterwards...unless you have something else to do...?" For a second her voice was at its natural volume before trailing off unsure at the end, causing her to fidget slightly while waiting on him to answer.

Deciding not to let any akward tension grow from her possibly ill-timed question, she tugged slightly on his sleeve carefully not to actually brush his skin before leading the way back outside into the frosty weather too afraid to glance back to see if the male had followed her or not.

Walking into the cafeteria Mia was meet with a rush of warm air, the scent of food, and a massive stream of data as she took in the sprawling tables and lines as food and chatter was tossed around. Gulping slightly she timidly pushed her way through keeping her head down muttering excuses me, and sorries. Bumping into someone, her eyes widened as she found herself staring up at what her eyes told her was an orc. "A-ah S-sorry!! I wasn't watching ahead of me..." Mia apologized meekly, staring at him with clear eyes behind their frames as her hands toyed with the bottom of her skirt nervously.