The little monkey called after Rebecca as she walked further up towards the school, but as she did her phone began to buzz with a very familiar pattern of... Buzzes. [i]Sunless...[/i] she thought, lightly confused at why she would be calling at this time. Rebecca reached into her bag, brushing past her handgun and banana to the phone. Then she answered.
[b]"Sunless, what do you want?"[/b] she asked, with a note of distain in her voice.
[colour=LightCoral][u]"Damnit Hydro, both Melting Point and I told you don't take out the gun. No one is supposed to know you have that, and if the school finds out you are expelled. Didn't you read the letter?"[/u][/colour] replied Sunless, one of the more powerful espers in both SOUL and Academy City; an unregistered Level 5 Imagine Shadow. A force to be reckoned with.
[b]"Yes, I read it- wait, how do you even know I did that?!"[/b] Sunless was always a creep, that was for sure, but that was a little too strange. Watching her at school from the base was a little overkill, even if it was her idea. 
[colour=LightCoral][u]"Remember that group of idiots we took out last week. You know, the ones that called themselves... Argh, what was it... Screw it, I don't remember. It had that guy that said like "those who sin fall short from God or something." Anyway, one had an ability like AIM Stalker which lets me watch you."[/u][/colour] Sunless sounded so proud at that last statement. The ability to watch people from afar. Whatever. It was probably some dark matter creation Melting Point got off Kakine. 

[colour=LightCoral][u]"And by the way... I heard what you said about Emmi. Listen Hydro, you've gotta let her go at some point. Just accept she is dead and move on, because you almost made Director cry and that is NOT a position we want to be in. Right, I gotta go. Bye"[/u][/colour] Emmi... That wasn't a memory she needed a second time today. Emmi was Rebecca's best friend in the Bleeding Star project. The day before they were to all be executed, they were pitted against each other, forced to fight for the last time; a fight to the death. Rebecca won, of course - it wasn't a hard fight; not physically. But mentally it took its toll. Her best friend, dead on the ground in front of her, burning. Then the order came through to kill all the subjects, and the miniature war began...

Actually, that reminded her. Sunless has left something for her that would conceal the gun from metal detectors. And... It was by the tree Soroe was next to, now playing a guitar rather well. [i]Looks like I'm heading back thee then...[/i] she thought, putting her phone away and proceeding back to the little monkey.