As the man's eyes waned before Leon's eyes, the lad's breathing heightened and his lips quivered with desperation whilst his hands trembled almost too pitifully.  To see another life pass before him felt oddly cold and neutral; he couldn't feel anything, but that was what frightened the lad.  Was he so numb already to the concept of death that he could not even shed a single tear?  No, of course not.  It was something more complex than this.  However, the dying man's last warnings did echo out in Leon's mind.  Monsters?  The term was far too general, and while they were generally unaccepted in the classroom environment, a lot of images came to mind when one mentions 'monsters'-- and Leon was sure that they weren't pertaining to freakish humanoids with clubs for tails.  Leon wasn't sure which made him feel more uneasy:  the death or the warning.  Everyone had started to settle down, now, but things were far from over.  If anything, Leon wanted everyone out of here so that he could just return home, and sleep there while missing his three o'clock class.  With those thoughts in mind, the lad stood up without a word, and got one of the thicker white table cloths from the storage room, and draped it over the deceased with respect.  [color=fff79a]"Until the ambulance arrives."[/color]  Leon muttered as he fetched his bloodstained clothes, and began to head for the washing machine-- after all, Wi-Hi Café had its own machine in the employee's restroom just beside the regular ones.  [color=fff79a]"It would also be good if you guys returned to your homes where it will be safer."  [/color]

Today was not the best day for him, truly.  He got burned, insulted, traumatized (again), and a lot more, and it was just all before twelve in the afternoon.  Oh, what fun would occur in the near few hours?  Leon was not thrilled to know.  Then again, the world just loves to keep proving him wrong, and it would happen just a few seconds in interval as he passed by the regular restrooms, just in time to see three women standing outside of the men and women's bathrooms.  No, it wasn't the oddity of two women coming from the men's restroom that caught his attention.  Rather, one of the women lacked a shirt, sported a pair of azure wings, with a dancing yellow plush doll (that almost looked like a certain caretaker's merciless projectiles) on her.  It was the blue-eyed maiden that Leon saw earlier this morning!

[color=fff79a]"What the fu--?!"[/color]  Leon stopped mid-curse, dropping the bloodied clothes to the ground.  Leon quickly looked around, trying to see if people were on him.  However, it only reminded the lad about a random yellow flash (that he could only assume came from one of the patrons which oddly looked like a certain caretaker's healing ability) and the random shield spawning mid-air.  Now, Leon was eighty percent sure that these people around him were just like [i]him[/i] as well.  After all, the muffin-witch seemed to be undaunted by scalding coffee as well.  [color=fff79a]"Y-you..."[/color]  he sputtered, almost out of breath.  Strangely enough, the area was hot and cold at the same time.  [color=fff79a]"Diana...  Anivia, and Annie..."[/color]  He mumbled carelessly before calming himself.  [color=fff79a]"I must have been traumatized more severely than I recall..."[/color]  A nervous chuckle escaped his lips before he bent to pick up the dropped clothing.  "Now, I'm seeing that videogame in everyday life...  This is one hell of a coping mechanism."