Lucy stared at the back of Seth's head, lost in her own thoughts. For once, the task at hand wasn't the main priority in her mind, but rather the boy's words were. Idiot. That's what he was. To throw your life away so readily? And all for a complete stranger? Truly the mark of stupidity. But could she blame him? Could she really? She herself was sick of the world and how it was dictated. Sick of how the Ultimatum chose and defined their destinies. Was that it then? Did he share her same passion? Well, if his words were anything to go by....a dangerous thought wormed its way into Lucy's mind and a plan began to formulate. Perhaps she was looking at this the wrong way? Maybe it was time for a...different approach.

With the last few minutes of the day ticking away, Lucy slowly took out her green notebook and began scribbling down some notes furiously. When the bell did indeed ring, the red head was the first one out of the class, down the hallway, and outside the school. For something like this to work, she had to be careful. One mistake could cost her life. This time, she did scoff aloud. As if that mattered at this point.

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There were many, many things in this world that one should make sure to do. Go to school was one of them. Getting a successful job was another. Picking a fight with a cop however, was not one of them. Especially in a world run by the Ultimatum. Nevertheless, that's exactly what the Lucy planned to do as she stood in front of the school, eyeing the massive windows. Massive, fragile windows. Massive, expensive windows. Scooping up a rock, she tested the weight of it in her hand. Satisfied, she reared back her arm and let loose the projectile. Obviously, it met its target and made impact, scattering glass everywhere. Then she found a heavier rock and repeated the process, this time at another window.

She made sure to hit rooms where she knew no people were in. Considering school had just ended, that meant pretty much every window. Soon enough, teachers began yelling at her and a crowd had gathered to watch the crazy transfer student hurl rocks at their school windows. Some were mortified. Others were cheering her on. And still, some few were making home videos out of this.

[b]"Halt! Cease your activity!"[/b] 

The voice was robotic and inhuman. Lucy paused, her arm still bent back with a heavy rock in its grip. Well that was easy. Turns out the teachers [i]were[/i] desperate enough to call the cops on her. Perfect. She turned around, getting a good long look at a familiar face. An Inquisitor. 

The thing was humanoid in stature, wearing light armor designed with hues of white, blue, and gold. A circular helmet covered its head, and a visor covered its face. Not like it had a face. The thing was nothing but organic parts sealed up in a metal shell. There was only one of them. One was all that was needed. The Inquisitor's left arm morphed and transformed, turning it completely into a huge knife with electricity crackling down its blade. A taser. And this thing was only considered for low level crime. This was but the tip of what Unity could do. Magic and technology working in perfect harmony. How enlightening. 

"Why should I? They're just windows." Lucy dropped the rock, her full attention directed at the mecha nightmare. By now, the crowd had become silent. For the first time that day, a small smirk formed on Lucy's face. "I'm doing the school a favor. People were complaining about the lack of air conditioning, so I'm giving them a nice breeze. That's all."

The Inquisitor took a step forward. [b]"Cease your activity!"[/b] it repeated.

Lucy bolted in the opposite direction, and the Inquisitor immediately gave chase. Any true allies she would in this school find could be rooted out this way. At least, she hoped there were allies among Sunnydale. A tinge of dread briefly hit her as she ran off the school campus and into the city, the mech slowly catching up.

What if she miscalculated her peers' desire for freedom? What if she screwed up and just made herself a dead man?