Zivon

He felt someone catch him, he was really tired even though he didn’t do much but with that fight, running away, that painful trumpet sound and fire it was too much for him to handle in one day. He looked at Oona and Kathy who helped him up he gave disoriented smile. Somehow he felt something wrong with Oona, really bad, he stood up still exhausted, and he looked back at her.

“Hey, I don’t hear the fighting anymore. Did they stop?” He sort of heard Kathy said.

‘…Did they? That’s good….’ He sighed in relief but landed on the floor.

"Zivon? come on!" Then he heard Oona , trying his best he stood up, feet still wobbling and his breathing was out of pace. He gathered most of his consciousness and strength back.

“…Com…e..on…let…s ……g…o”

Anedine extended her hand to the door that led back to the elevator and stairways. Continuing to grab Ryuu's hand, she strided towards where her hand pointed, pushed the giant wooden slab aside, and went down one floor and deep into the hallway, escaping the disorder that had developed. While walking, Anedine gazed towards the boy with his broken sunglasses.

"You know, Ryuu-n..." Anedine, for all the reasons that didn't make sense, invented a nickname for Ryuu. "Like most of us, i wished this party would had gone well, but lately i've been also concerned with someone there back when all was still okay. He was like depressed and all, sitting and looking down. He looked like he controlled the darkness, but it felt like he controlled other else, like, the sun. I was as concerned with him as i was concerned with you and your friends. I hope he's okay."

Suddenly, the two met a pirate girl along their way, to which Anedine greeted.

"Hello there! Going away from the stressy stuff too?"

Bael

"So glad?" Bael asked, perking an eyebrow at the girl. She seemed... Different. But Bael knew exactly why. He was starting to regret it, in fact; for some strange reason. The boy raised his hand from her shoulder and stared at the palm for a moment, then, his attention was brought to the girl once again. She was asking if they had met before... A question which made Bael hesitate to respond. He took a step back, moving a hand to rub the side of his head. This feels far too strange, I truly need to rest for a while. And... So does she. The boy apologetically looked at the girl in front of him... His eyes widening as he noticed the blood in her clothes.

She began to fall down and the boy quickly moved to catch her before she slammed onto the ground. Thanks to her healing abilities, he was still capable of lifting her from the ground and quickly set on his way from there. "Hold still, Lily, you will be just fine." He hoped deeply that she would; this was all his fault, after all. The boy was moving towards the main building. He needed to get her to the infirmary so she could be treated and healed. It was his only objetive right now.

Oona - hallway

Oona was getting weak but she refused to show it, she'd been through some bad things in her life, (all of them cause by her brothers), she could get through this
when he stood up she found it easier to move him along and forced herself to make progress towards the stairs. luckily they weren't very far, so they got there rather quickly, in time to see that girl from way earlier, Ann, fall down the stairs and pick herself back up "come on, Zivon! we can make it"
'i hope' she unwillingly thought.

David didn't know what to do when the fight broke out. He just stood there with his mouth open in shock. Then Ryuu flew away. The first time. He wanted to run to him. Checking if everything is okay. But somehow something was boiling inside him. A sort of energetic excitement that was getting the better of him. He could barely understand what was happening next. But he did see Ryuu fly away again. This time Anedine went to him. Right. I should see if i can help them. Also, mental note. When all this calms down. Tell Ryuu that his lightsaber is awesome! he thought as he followed Anedine. She started giving CPR. David just looked around nervously. Hoping no attackers appeared. When Ryuu awoke they all went to the hallway. A wise plan, according to David.

Eventually they reached the hallway. "You guys alright?" he asked to both of them. What David didn't realise however was that black and purple tiny particles were flowing towards his right lower arm and hand. His skin on his arm turned into black and his veins glowed a faint purple. But he didn't notice that. He first cared for Anedine and Ryuu.

Little feather

Little Feather peaked through her fingers at the cat mans face, seeing his large grin she blinked at him. “I can’t argue with that...but unless you have just been born you have no excuse” She told him matter of factly, watching him lick his hand. ...what a strange one... She looked past him for a second lifting her hand and enclosing the last remaining flames in a force field starving it of air until it eventually died down. Lion approached her shaking soot from his mane, he looked up at the cat man stood in front of her and grumbled in disapproval. Even I’m more covered than him... Little Feather looked at Lion for a moment a smile alighting her face, before she looked back at the strange cat man. “Lion said even he’s covering up better than you” She giggled as if the thought amused her.

It was only then she realized how rude she was being to him. This will not do! When did I become so judgmental? She cleared her throat and dipped her head to the Cat man with a renewed smile. “I’m Little Feather” She introduced herself. “You are?” She asked, momentarily looking around to make sure she had destroyed all of the flames.

Crash

Crash looked at the white haired girl as her panic intensified, he was two ticks away from either shaking her and telling her to pull herself together...or throwing her out the window. He barely had time to decide before something connected with his cheek hard, the force made his head snap to the side and caused his canine to pierce his lower lip. His balance was already so terrible he staggered sideways, though more from shock than the impact. His eyes glowed brighter for a moment, as he looked round in a daze to see who had struck him.
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Crash looked at Kathy for a moment, blood dribbling down his chin from the split in his lip; he had a large red mark across the side of his face which was throbbing from the impact. He looked genuinely taken aback by her outburst.

“Worry about yourself first! You’re clearly in far worse shape than us!!”

...What? He looked at her for a moment, ignoring the flames and chaos behind him before he stubbornly sucked in a large lungful of smoky air and exhaled, attempting to calm himself down the smoke stung his throat but he needed the air. He stood back up eyes narrowed as he held his jaw whilst he moved it to make sure it wasn’t dislocated, that blow had been bloody hard...He didn’t say anything but the purple smoke disappeared and his canines shrunk back. He didn’t even jump forward as Zivon took a dive for the floor, he moved over to the flames raising an arm against them as he looked down at the hole in the student center. He nodded at Kathy as she asked whether the fighting had stopped and walked back over towards them as the white haired girl tried to desperately pull Zivon to his feet, succeeding she began to pull him towards the stairs though Crash noticed she seemed to be struggling.

He looked at his clawed fingers before moving towards them she’d managed to drag them pretty much to the stairs, he carefully gripped Zivon’s other arm and pulled it over his shoulders supporting him as he walked. “I got him, you go down first” Crash murmured to the white haired girl, glancing at Kathy as well as he said that. Once he had hold of Zivon it was easier on all of them, he still had strength in him and was able to help the other guy move away from the flames. “Where’s the infirmary?” He asked the two girls, his eyes no longer shone in the dim light. The hole in the floor in the student center had no doubt knocked out the power in that room at least, which meant as the flames died back the room had probably darkened, save for the occasional flicker of light. The fights over...just stay focused and you’ll be good He refused to meet Kathy’s eye even as he asked questions, a very unsettling seriousness had settled about him, no happy aura, no smile. “Hang in there ok Ziv, we’ll get you somewhere safe” Crash reassured Zivon, pulling a face as he saw another girl in a veil fall down the stairs in front of them he didn’t enquire if she was ok, he was too busy trying to negotiate stairs with Zivon in tow.
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Seven

“I can’t argue with that...but unless you have just been born you have no excuse” the girl said to him, he continue to lick his pa-…hand “Excuses, I have none but being free is my only answer!” He said as he did a back flip and landed on one hand in air. There was a lion that walked close to the girl, then lion grumble something at him but he didn’t mind it. The girl gave an out a smile to the tiger. ‘Little Alice with a lion? Oh what joy!’

“Lion said even he’s covering up better than you” the giggled. He smiled as he still was doing his handstand. “I’m Little Feather” She introduced herself. “You are?” She asked to him. “Little feather! Interesting!” He exclaimed his Cheshire smile didn’t go away as he waved back at her. “ Well little feather, who I am you ask well let see!” He finally sat down on air and scratched his ear with his foot like a cat would. He gave out a yawn and went right back to licking his own paw…hand….whatever “I am the seventh acrobatic of my circus, the one and only Seven!! Or Cheshire clown if you want.”

Zivon

He felt that so many things happening, he didn’t know what was going on or what but he knew that they had to leave the building. He tried his best struggle on; he didn’t want Oona to strain herself for helping him up. “Be…ca..re..e..f…ul…O..on…a” He wanted her to be okay too, he knows that he wasn’t that bad as Crash or Dani…where ever he is but he tried his best to hang on. The smoke still filled his lungs and sting his eyes so he couldn’t breath or see that much at all , he noticed the stairs… He felt a something gripping his other hand; he looked at Crash probably who was pulled his hand over Crash’s right shoulder. “I got him, you go down first” He heard Crash murmured…Zivon carefully looked back at Kathy and Oona, only seeing a blurred out version of the tw he had hope they are still okay. Still disoriented, he slowly closed his eyes. It felt for a while until he heard Crash again. “Hang in there ok Ziv, we’ll get you somewhere safe” With all of his strength and will he tried his best to regain consciousness and make though this.

"Ah, so you're the one back there?" Anedine waved her hand to the boy, her voice being light and soft as to accompany her fluffy, adorable appearance. "Mind if you introduce yourself to me? I didn't hear you speak back then when things got out of hand." She gazed towards his body, which was black and weird-looking now unlike earlier. She tried to be silent about it, but her face became obvious to some that she was trying to hide something to say. She noticed it, and tried to hide it, which only made it worse. Being hopeless, she just covers her face, but her eyes kept a peek on the boy.

Isse, realizing that the situation has ended, proceeds to kneel in the middle of the room, head facing down.

So all's resolved? I should probably take a walk around, eh?

He proceeds to step outside the room then, taking a floor downstairs.

‘Rotting.’ Digging in her fingers into the cut on her right palm, she walked to the front of their group and began to lead the way to the infirmary. “It’s this way.” Kathy told them, her voice flat and lifeless. ‘My hand feels like it’s rotting. I’m the one that hit him, but it feels like it’s rotting.’ Stopping every so often to make sure they were all following, her eyes flickered back and forth between Crash, Zivon, and the white-haired girl. Guilt was gnawing away at her. She was exhausted too, but everyone else seemed to be struggling with something worse.

She kept glancing over her shoulder at Crash in particular, although she was too scared to actually meet his eyes. Apparently, he also had no intentions of meeting her gaze. ‘... Good. I didn’t think I could handle his look anyway.’ She thought, clearly lying to herself. Every time she saw his bloody lip and still-red cheek, her nails dug deeper into her gash, scratching and opening up the skin.

Down the stairs and out the front entrance, they slowly made their way to the main building. She noticed that they weren’t the only ones. Something told her that the infirmary beds would probably be filled up tonight.

Reaching the infirmary, she didn’t bother knocking and proceeded to open the door. Holding it wide open for everyone, she gestured for everyone to come in. Once they were all inside, Kathy reached out to Zivon’s free arm to help ease him into one of the beds. “Don’t worry Zivon, the doctor will look at you soon.” Having had to use both hands to help Zivon into the bed, she noticed she had left a bloody stain on his clothes. ‘I’ll help wash that out later. At some point. Or just pay to replace the entire top.’ Turning around she looked at the white-haired girl and Crash, or rather their feet. Unable to lift her head she mumbled, “I’ll… Stay here with him. You two should go and see the doctor first.”

Crash

Once he had got Zivon down the stairs, Crash felt better though by now he was practically carrying the poor guy as he seemed to be fading in and out of consciousness. Crash’s fingers had returned to normal, though his forehead still glistened with sweat. He moved along the hallway to the infirmary hauling Zivon along with him, he felt Kathy look at him on occasion but he was careful not to look at her at the same time. Once they reached the infirmary Kathy pushed the door open he made his way through the door instantly finding a bed he shuffled round allowing Zivon to sit on it watching as Kathy gripped his other arm and pulled him onto the bed. Crash then stepped aside to allow Oona to get to Zivon, he lifted his hand to his chin wiping at the drying blood from his lip, by now it had trickled down under his throat. Damn bleeder effect... He’d been swallowing small amounts of blood since his lip had been pierced. He looked up as Kathy spoke noticing her eyes were directed at his and Oona’s feet he, looked down at Zivon’s shirt, moving over to a cupboard he opened it riffling through it he reappeared with a swab of cotton wool and a bottle of solution with wound wash on it, he held it out to Kathy sternly. “Stop making it worse and clean it...please” He asked her, knowing she could at least clean the wound on her hand and apply pressure whilst staying by Zivon’s side.

Only once she had taken what he had offered did he move over to a basin turning the tap on he leant down and splashed water on his face, cleaning away the visible blood, getting a tissue he dipped it into the nape of his shirt, grumbling when he realized the blood had soaked into his shirt as well. Once he was clean he stood back, rearranging his shirt when he returned to the others his eyes had brightened up and he seemed less...moody. “I’m all fixed nothing a doctor can do for me am afraid, thanks though” He smiled, a normal Crash smile the one that touched his eyes without permission, though there was a hint of sadness in them. Almost lost my...cool... His was also a feeling of guilt, if he hadn’t exhausted himself carrying Zivon he probably could have shifted into something to heal his face. “...well that was...different” He stated, lifting his hand and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as they waited for the doctor to arrive, his kept wandering to rest on Kathy’s hand though he was trying really hard to stop them. “You know...I could erm sort that for you, if you like. Then the Doc can sort Zivon and Oona out...” Crash finally decided to say. Brilliant way to break the ice...no-one else trusts you with that sort of thing
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Zivon

Things blurred around him, hallways to seems to be a infirmary… He barely stayed conscious, as much he knew that everything could be over it seemed it wouldn’t. He was placed what seemed to be a bed, he immediately collapse on it breathing irregularly. His thoughts were gone; he couldn’t see or breathe much. Everything was just a big blur to him. He heard the others talking but ended up hearing a bunch of mumbled words. He rubbed his stinging eyes and clutched his chest. Somehow he felt guilt, if he had to be weak, and if he can handle himself properly then they wouldn’t bother too much. He should have focused to help everyone to get out of there but he had to end up like that. Being carried all the way to the infirmary, exhausted and barely conscious at all… before passing out he muttered out something without knowing he did.

“…s…or…ry…I…tr…ie…d…”

Ryuu was having a pretty normal day!

Today, he had actually made friends, got a party mood destroyed by a student who had a passion in slamming faces onto tables, got smashed away by a boombox-wielding idiot and a demon that apparently came from the depths of Hell itself, and lost his lips' precious virginity to a three-dimensional, yet two-dimensional-like girl.

Truth be told, aside from the fact that today was a really sh-tty day, it was also a day worth being happy about. He felt like singing Ave Maria over and over again. The two highlights of the day was him making friends and kissing a cute person he just met. Once again, he had to remind himself that it was CPR, but...

...Dayum.

Ryuu Yamauchi, the second son of his father and mother, Ryuji Yamauchi and Aiko Otonashi.

Ryuu Yamauchi, the otaku who was finally on the path to true manhood.

Yup, that kinda had a good ring to it.

Hah... Man, I'm really tired, though, he thought, and indeed, it was actually logical to think like that. Intentionally lowering his power outlet was like using a 200-Volt plug on a 100-Volt outlet.

Adenine eventually mentioned about the party's downfall, and how someone had apparently been quite suspicious with some... things. He had no idea about a guy who was able to control the sun, but as a plasma user himself, he felt intrigued by this. Were there people exactly like him in this school? Or perhaps, there was something more to this student...

"Don't worry about it," Ryuu managed to grumble out, still attempting to look durable and tough. His still flushed face gave away his softness. For some reason, he was feeling glad that something crazy popped up, and it was not because he wanted some insane violence. The otaku just wanted to stick with this girl... just a little longer. It was nearly a given that she might end up with a boyfriend with her cute personality, so he might as well give her one hell of a person to remember.

Soon enough, however, they met up with a pirate captain.

"Yes!" The captain said, surprised by Adenine's sudden question. "In fact, I- Ah."

"Ah."

...

...

"...You were that girl that bumped into m- whoa, WHAT THE HELL?!"

The red-haired pirate captain was carrying what appeared to be a gun. Noticing his abrupt reaction, the pirate lady put away her pistol back to its holster.

She gave him a timid, yet brave look as she managed to tell him,

"Methinks you should put away that scary-looking thing."

"...Oh, right," Ryuu said, taking note of the lightsaber in his hands.

Thankfulky enough, before the pirate captain was able to say anything else, David came in. And he looked pretty awesome right at the moment, so Ryuu simply gave him a thumbs up as he said to him,

"Yeah, I'm a-okay, dude. Here's hoping I won't end up be sitting on a wheelchair any sooner."

Cortez, on the other hand, was completely fine. She looked at the brutish guy who looked like he had been pulverized by... things... and standing next to him was a cute girl she had not seen earlier.

The pirate lady, seeing this as a chance to finally introduce herself, suddenky exclaimed,

"Ahoy! Me name is-"

"Oh damn!" Ryuu shouted, causing the redhead to flinch. "My glasses are broken! Urgh, no wonder my eyes were hurting..."

Cortez fell silent again, simply taking off her pirate hat and staring at it, wondering on whether she was really a pirate captain or not. It was somewhat humorous of her to puff her cheeks up, but understandable. After all, every time she wanted to meet someone and tell them her name, something always ended up interrupting her.

She at least hoped the other dark-haired student would at least notice her. At this rate, her existence would become outmatched by even a certain ghost's...

Kathy wanted to refuse the cotton and bottle, but she didn’t have the will or strength to argue. Taking them in her hands, she made no move to use any of it as she watched Crash wash away the blood on his face. She did stop digging her nails into the wound and lifted her hand up to about shoulder level, keeping the blood from dripping down onto the white sheets or floor. She was vaguely surprised at the amount of blood trickling down her arm, making it seem much worse than it actually was. Although she probably played a part in that, from opening the wound up and preventing the blood from clotting.

Sighing, she sat on the edge of the bed near Zivon’s feet as he mumbled a apology. “Don’t worry Zivon, you did fine.” She whispered, knowing that the unconscious boy couldn’t hear her anymore. “I’m the one that messed up. Not you.”

Hearing Crash’s footsteps return to where they were, she glanced up at him once before quickly looking away to the side. She was relieved to see that he seemed to be returning back to the more familiar side of him, but her eyes had gone to the bruise forming on his cheek. Knowing that he could now see that she hadn’t gotten the wound clean as he asked, Kathy finally took the bottle and attempted to open it. Stupid child-proof caps. The wound made it hurt to hold onto the bottle properly, and there was no way she was going to use her bad hand to press down on the cap to unscrew it. Feeling tired and receiving a blow to her already-low self-esteem, she dropped the bottle and swab of cotton beside her onto the bed.

“You know...I could erm sort that for you, if you like. Then the Doc can sort Zivon and Oona out...”

For a moment she remained silent, not wanting to admit that she didn’t feel like getting any sort of treatment at all. However, it slowly dawned on her that his offer meant that was trying to help her. ‘He’s… Not going to avoid me?’ Grabbing onto the chance to talk to him again, she managed to squeeze out, “If… If you don’t mind.” Her voice barely above a whisper, she held her bleeding hand out to him. Her eyes flickered back to his face, before she looked down again. “... I’m sorry... About your cheek and lip…”

First day of school, a sh-tty, superbly depressing day for Issender Archus-Essev.

First day of school, a very unusual, but highly interesting one for Anedine Anceril.

Anedine listened and watch closely as the shades-guy and the pirate captain girl exchanged a short talk with each other, which somehow sounded like bickering in the first few lines. At that moments, she was getting a bit afraid, but calmed down as soon as Ryuu hid back what it seems to be a retractable luminescent sword.

Anedine Anceril's goal no. 1: introduction, complete.

Anedine has leveled up further in socialization.

As they finished, Anedine now took her turn to speak. "Ryuu, at least let her finish... please?" She stared at him, with glaring, wide open eyes. She then took a glance of the pirate-girl, then proceeded to talk more. "So...ah! I see you were friends from the start of the day, right? Mmhm..."

Then someone passed by. Someone... a boy with black hair and red eyes, of a slightly taller stature.

The boy.

The same boy she saw back then.

He stared back, with a look of as if he deeply regretted doing the Seven Deadly Sins all at once. As if, like he saw the deaths of millions of young, innocent children.

Her concern only deepened for him.

"I'm David." he said with his usual smile. He then looked from Cortez, who was holding her hat, to Anedine who seemed to cover her face up.

Shit, I probably did something wrong. Maybe i got a giant pimple on my forhead. Still, doesn't explain the weird expressions a few seconds back. Damn it, what is wrong with me? Hey...where do those lights come from? I didn't summon them!? Wait...those aren't silver. Nor golden...what the hell? Wait a second. Why are they all orbitting my arm? he thought.

Then he looked down at his arm and noticed the black skin and purple glow. With a faint, near whispering voice he said: "What the hell?" in a rather confused matter. But then he realized two ladies and Ryuu were standing near him. Quickly he hid his arm behind his back, trying to hide his blackened arm in a most visible way.

Anedine knows. She knows. That's why she's hiding her face. She thinks i'm a monster. Ryuu noticed too. He doesn't seem to care too much. Then again, he blew his room up several times over and made a lightsaber. I doubt a little black skin with purple veins would be special for him. Wait, the red-headed girl doesn't know yet. Oh god don't let her notice it. he thought in panic.

"You alright, Anedine?" he asked with a sheepish smile, trying to look innocent. He did look a little innocent right now. After the answer of Anedine (if she gave one) he'd turn to the pirate-girl. "And what's your name?" he asked.

Little Feather

Little Feather looked at the cat do a hand stand keeping her eyes on his face, although she was particulary watching his ears with a certain amount of fascination. Lion pulled a stern look onto his face, looking around at the carnage around them. Little Feather tilted her head to the side as he exclaimed that Little Feather was interesting...she looked at him for a moment, smiling a small smile of her own in reply to his huge grin like smile. She wasn’t quite sure where to look when he sat back down and lifted his leg to scratch behind his ear, she took the opportunity to look around again. She turned back in time to see him yawn and lick his paw...or was it hand? “Just Seven?” She asked, trying to figure out what a Cheshire Clown was...well she could only guess he was Cheshire Clown! Maybe it stands for naked cat person she seemed happier knowing what it stood for. “Happy to meet you Seven the Cheshire Clown” She formally announced, bowing her head slightly. When she noticed another person close by, a young woman who was sat on the floor holding a trumpet. “Hey, need any help?” she asked the other woman, she moved over to her leaving Lion stood with Seven, though she had only taken about two steps sideways. Lion looked at Seven, his tail flicking from side to side, his white coat was dirty and grey from being in the smoky area...Little Feather seem unaffected by the bad air.

Crash

Crash watched Kathy fiddle with the bottle, unfortunately missing Zivon speak, he tilted his head to the side watching as Kathy threw the bottle and swab onto the bed. He actually looked relieved when she barely whispered an answer to him, he moved sideways looking down at her hand as he shoved his own hands back under the tap washing them with the pink fluid on the side reaching down to grab a bowl from the same cupboard before, also pulling out more cotton he filled the bowl with warm water moving it over. He moved everything carefully onto the table at the end of the medical bed, before he crouched down in front of Kathy feeling her eyes linger on his bruised cheek, he reached up and grabbed a damp cotton swab, hesitating for a moment before he begun to clean the blood away from her hand and arm avoiding the wound area, trying to clear it so he could see better. He reached over for the Savlon wound wash afterwards, he fiddled with the cap...How’d these open? Why child-proof of all the damn pains in the ass!

He looked up at Kathy as she murmured an apology. “I’m not quite sure whether I’m glad you slapped me or not you know...” He answered almost immediately, though he actually looked surprised that she had a apologized. A cheeky smile spread across his face. “Usually a slap means one of two things when it comes to women...” It was a little obvious where he was going with this, he didn’t finish what he was saying though just grinned for a moment.“...I’m sorry about your hand” He murmured after a moments silence, finally able to open the wound wash, he got another fresh cotton swab. “Ok here goes” He warned her before using the liquid and swab to clear away the build up of blood around the wound, flushing it through so as to remove anything nasty though it probably stung like a...bee Atchkinson.

“This might need stitching...I wasn’t aware it was quite so big” He stated, wincing himself as he finished cleaning the wound which seemed to be determined to bleed more, he got a clean swab and clasped it to the wound holding her hand steady with his other hand, lifting it so it was above her heart which was a little awkward but he was sure it would help and he was happy it was at least clean, now the blood just needed to clot. “Believe it or not I can stitch wounds” He told her matter of factly, no doubt watching some form of reaction cross her face. “I’m actually pretty good at it as well” He smiled. So much practice... “But you could probably get away with waiting for the Doc, if you would prefer” He shrugged his shoulders keeping his hands steady. He looked as if he was waiting for something...a question to spring forth, an explanation demanded

Ryuu simply sighed in defeat. He did it again- he interrupted someone with his own b-tching. Adenine then asked him if they were friends.

"...Well, she ran away when I met her, so... That's that."

Cortez flinched.

The pirate captain noticed that she was getting a lot more attention now. Did taking her hat off bless her with some sort of angelic spell? No, she highly doubted it. But from what she could tell, now was definitely a good time to introduce herself. She looked at David, whose arm she did not notice, then at the sunglasses-wearing man, and then at the cute person who managed to open an opportunity to introduce herself.

"I'm," she began before a bright, big smile entered her face. "Me name is Jeanne R. Cortez, mates! Captain of the Screamin' Pearl! I thank you for finally giving me a chance to say my name, aye!"

"Wow," was all Ryuu managed to come up with in a joking manner. "You mean you came all the way here to say your name?"

"Ah."

"...Huh?..."

The two simply blinked at each other.

Suddenly, Cortez jumped behind David, slightly hiding with humorously tearful eyes. She whispered to the student, whose arm she still did not notice,

"He is a bully, aye?"

"BULLY MY ASS, WOMAN!!! I was just kidding about that, by the way! And stop looking at me like that!"

Cortez pulled out her gun, saying in an annoyed, yet timid manner,

"Bully."

"Okay, I officially give up. I'm gonna go shoot myself n- hm?"

Ryuu noticed that Adenine was now staring at someone. He turned, only to find a dark-haired boy standing in front of her. No, he was not like good ol' David. This guy seemed... different, in a sense. In fact, he really had no problems with people being different.

What surprised him was the knowing look they gave each other.

Wait a damn second, the otaku thought, a vein behind his head about to pop. This guy... He must be that one annoying-ass "cousin" character so many anime use. Aw, sh-t, he better not start spouting like "I was the first one to kiss her ass" or something!

Ryuu stood in a somewhat protective manner, though he was severely misunderstanding things in the dumbest way possible.

Meanwhile, Cortez quietly asked David after recovering from her ironic bully trauma,

"What's yer name again...? I forgot because I... Er, I mean, Me forgot because me got scared back there..."

Anedine, back ago, was asked by the black-armed David, to which she replied, "Uh, so you've found it out? It's kind of creepy, but since it's normal in this school.." She trembled for a bit, then uncovered her face, looking at him. "David, it's okay. Nothing to worry about."

Anedine slowly noticed more that Ryuu was becoming a bit more attached to her. This she did not mind for long. Anedine took a quick glance to all the people within the halls, including the strange boy that passed by. By any moment that passes, she becomes more familiar with the students of Athalia. She had been glad for a moment, but then remembered him.

Yes, the boy back then.

She stepped in between the group, then with a quick debate in her head, began to say something.

"Uhh, should we do something about that man over there?" She pointed to Isse, who stepped slower and slower as he becomes more noticed. "I know you people may not be familiar with him, even without a single bit of what you know about him, but..." She shut her eyes tight. "He looks too down."

When Ryuu shouted ‘Bully my ass, woman!!!’ David shouted: “wowowowow!” in a rather afraid matter. His body’s reaction was different however. Instead of jumping back or covering his face with his arms he put his right, blackened hand in front of him. As if whatever would be coming it stopped. The light particles had stopped gathering around his arm. And the skin slowly regained its normal color. “Easy, Ryuu! It wasn’t very polite to say such a thing.” David then tried to reason with Ryuu. But he probably wasn’t listening as he turned away.

He then turned to the girl that was hiding behind him. “Oh, no problem. I’m David. Pleased to meet you. My apologies for my friend Ryuu. He can be …”
Loud, dangerous, rude, threatening, destructive, impulsive, murderous-looking, harsh, fast, weird, border-line insane. he thought
“…over-excited.” He then finished his sentence. “You okay?” he then asked, forgetting about how his arm looked so weird just moments ago.
First he listened to what Jeanne would say. After that he would stand next to her so he could see her and Anedine who was talking about the boy. He does look down. I wish I could do something about that. Alas, I’m probably not the best person to go talk to him. Besides, it would be rude for Jeanne. he thought.

Criston - Balcony

He felt his blood pressure rising and he didn't know why. This girl kind of pissed him off. She didn't even answer him. Yes, he knew his name was Criston, he wanted to know hers! He brought his hand to his forehead and leaned against the railing. As he did so, however, a loud noise came from the student center, causing him to jump... over the edge. He plummeted toward the ground, screaming as he fell through tree branches.

He stopped, the trees holding him above the ground like a cradle and his eyes were wide. "What the hell was that?!" He shouted, looking back up at the balcony. His face went pale when a few seconds later the 'dragon' boy from before came busting out through the window of the floor below the student center. Criston yelped as fire balls flickered past him. When one managed to singe his behind, he jumped, shouting something about balls and poop. As he squirmed, the tree branches broke underneath him and he fell, landing on his rear. He let out another loud yelp and rubbed his behind, tears pooling up in her eyes. "What the hell's going on up there?" He murmured and when he looked back up, a demon was following closing behind the other man. Criston simply blinked, a blank stare in his eyes. He took in a deep breath and stood. Without a word, he walked over to the school building to, hopefully, find Rackshaw.

He walked over to the man's quarters and knocked.

Brako sat at his desk, writing a letter to his mom when he heard the knock. He turned, his brow raised and walked over to the door. When he opened it, he saw Criston covered in leaves and... singed by fire?

"Uhm... May I ask what happened?" Brako asked, eying Criston carefully.

"Someone ruined my damned party, Brako!" Criston yelled, clearly pouting.

"...I'll head to the infirmary. They always end up there one way or another." Brako replied with a deep sigh. He walked back inside, Criston on his tail shouting about his party and how it'd been ruined by the dragon boy and his demon friend. Brako turned on his heels, his eyes narrow. "Dragon? Allen..." Brako asked, answering his own question. He sighed again and shook his head.

"Well, let's go." Brako told Criston after grabbing his cane. They walked toward the infirmary, determination in their steps. Criston had a scowl on his face and Brako just looked... disappointed. They entered the infirmary and as Brako had said, several students were already there. Criston walked over to a corner and sat, leaning back comfortably, his eyes still sharp and angry.

Brako walked over to a group of students, one boy nursing another female back to heath. "Tell me exactly what happened." He ordered, his voice cold and calculating.