Kyoran Morisaki

Kyoran grinned widely on seeing Kamiko form her papers into a giant hammer. "Looks like your right! However-"

He swiftly dashed to the side way before her hammer came flying towards him. That hammer may indeed be tough and strong, but it doesn't mean a thing if she can't hit me. Kyoran easily dodged out of the way of the hammer swing and circled around Kamiko. Moving really quickly stepping up behind her before trying to punch her lower back with both his fists in quick succession while he was dancing with his feet on the ground. He specifically targeteted the area where her kidneys would be. Kyoran wanted her to feel pain and grovel before him, the sooner she was on the ground coughing up blood the better. That's what he thought.

His particular tecnique required him to be grounded or he would lose much of his mobility. Thus Kyoran relied mostly on his fists for beating the opposition, or in the rare case a weapon.

"A pity you are not more than trash yourself!"

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-Kiaba-

Kiaba stood stock still as the rest of the color drained from his face. None of this was turning out how he wanted it to. As he collapsed backwards into the nearest seat, the black mist that had been rising from him earlier returned in full force, creating a black fog around him that would make anybody who came into contact with it uncomfortable.

All I wanted was to talk to her. Why did things go so wrong. What's wrong with me, that I can't even do something simple like introduce myself without causing problems? Wrapped in a self perpetuating cloud of negative emotions, thoughts like these cycled through his head in a constant spiral.

“Alice?!” A body pushed through the fire and halted at the center of the bedroom. “Atsuna, what have you done?!!” Kazuo’s voice was frantic, his eyes fixed upon that scene before him. His wife’s body, his lifeless daughter, and the fire. There was smoke everywhere. The fire was slowly crawling up the wallpaper of the room and eating away at the carpet.

“F-Father.. It was an ac-accident..” Atsu was crouched over the foot of the bed. Her hair was plastered to her forehead from the sweat and her white nightgown sticking onto her small and fragile body. She was shaking from the fear and chaos that she had just brought upon her family. “Mother..” The body in front of her laid limp on the bed. She was on her stomach with her head resting on her arm. Her wavy blonde hair was strewn on the goose-stuffed pillow and her eyes left opened. They stared back at Atsu, begging her to forgive her mother. Alice’s mouth started to twitched and eventually moving as if she was trying to mouth a sentence. The young girl gaped in horror as she watch her decreased mother try to say something to her.

“I’m sorry.”

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“Guah!” Gasping awake, Atsu was quickly was pulled back to reality. She realized that the recollection of what had happened ten years ago was just a dream. “It happened again..” What a relief it was to be just a fragment of her mind. Still though, the memories haunted her. She placed her arm across her eyes and bit her lip. It wasn’t too often that she was brought back to that room but when they did occur, Atsu had to rely on herself to piece herself back together.

After the events that had occurred after the opening ceremony, Atsu found herself wandering back to her room. To her luck, the contents of a potential roommate had already been cleared away. With an hefty expense, Kazuo was able to pay for his daughter to dorm alone. The move was ideal though it left an opened space across the room from Atsu's bed. It looked awkward and bare and Atsu had made a mental note to find something to decorate it before she laid down. This was the least of her concerns.

Atsu sighed and sat up. It wasn’t her intentions to fall asleep though “sleep” was probably not what she would have described it. Glancing at her watch, Atsu realized that she had just closed her eyes for six minutes. It felt like she slept for hours. She recalled what had happened just moments ago while inspecting her hands.

"It's all gone, huh?" she mumbled. Kiaba has restored her hand back to normal and it fascinated her. Whatever powers he had posed, it was captivating. "Kiaba.. that was his name, right?" Atsu knew that he would have to thank him for healing her. She would just have to figure out how to..