@Sifr@Estylwen@Psyker LandsharkCAMPUS GROUNDS, FOREST
Throughout the entire conflict, the silhouetted imp simply shrugged its shoulders and stood where it initially surrendered. As things settled down and the group came to a consensus, it tapped its foot impatiently, its toothy grin flipping down into a tired frown. It remained silent until it was addressed, all the same, its vacant face taking the time to stare towards each of the girls even with its notable lack of eyes.
"If you have reached an agreement, then off we stroll," it mused, raising its arms above its head, the last wisp of a shadowy tether to the grey wolf's corpse fading away. "Cover yourselves."
After taking a few steps away while now at the mercy of its new captors, the flesh of the newly detached wolf corpse would rapidly bubble just under the skin as if boiling, before bursting apart seconds later, bringing a brief crimson rain to the surrounding area. The imp scoffed as it walked, arms still raised in submission.
"I suppose a wolf's body cannot meet the endurance threshold for long. A shame."
The imp's head would spin to look towards Iraleth, trying its best to continue speaking before the paladin could think about holding to her words from seconds prior. "But you should know it was an inevitability. By the time its body had been pierced by a bullet, its fate was already sealed. It was no conscious decision of mine to waste perfectly good flesh," it would finish that sentence by turning its head towards Hildegunde, continuing to walk down the forest path.
"And you," the imp would sing while finally cocking its head on a swivel towards Ciara. "You dance with the darkness well. Your movements are more rigid than a bride's, so clearly you are not one, but I remain impressed even so. Were it under different circumstances, a talk between us would serve well."
The being would go quiet after that statement, progressing obediently as the group reached the end of the forest path. Once more, they had returned to the campus proper.
Off in the distance and echoing towards them through faint loudspeakers, Principal Raja's voice could be heard once again. "We will now be conducting the Leyline Attunement Ceremony. We will be starting with students belonging to the 'Standard' curriculum, and conclude with students belonging to the 'Compact' curriculum! As each individual makes contact with the convergence point - the golden pillar - they will simultaneously declare themselves a Shield of Nero or a Sword of Wund! Contact with the pillar will amplify one's voice during their declaration, such that all of their peers may hear their resolve! That will be all. The students of Standard 1 may now progress in an orderly single file line towards the pillar when ready."
@ERodeWINGRAM CLINIC
"I... well, you don't need to. But if you deem it a matter worth devoting time to, then I would thank you all the same," Chloe muttered and turned away, a pout creeping across her features, the faintest smile resting there beneath it.
As they exited into the clinic, the receptionist immediately rose and sighed, almost appearing to develop bags under his eyes in real time as he waved them over. "More, huh? What a painful first day for the students. We'll see to it that she's taken care of. Would you kindly take a seat, my boy? Give the girl some privacy."
Chloe would go through the registration process of the clinic, syncing her Adapa with the clinic's terminal, before being led through a door and down a hallway by clinic staff. There was only one other individual in this waiting room, though he appeared to be in no rush - Gulliver Bronsteel, seated in a chair on the opposite corner of the room. He had no visible wounds on his body, nor were his clothes in tatters, but there he sat. A small plastic smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he stared at Otis, but he said nothing otherwise.
Moments later, the tattered dress was carried out by a nurse and handed to Otis. "She stated that this is given to you under the condition that you take no creative liberties in its repair process. And that she, er, would 'much rather pay good money for perfection than receive an amateurish job as charity'. Passionate, that one."
With a chuckle, the nurse left the waiting room, returning back down the hallway.
Over the radio within the clinic by the front desk, and muffled from loudspeakers outside, Principal Raja's voice could be heard once again. "We will now be conducting the Leyline Attunement Ceremony. We will be starting with students belonging to the 'Standard' curriculum, and conclude with students belonging to the 'Compact' curriculum! As each individual makes contact with the convergence point - the golden pillar - they will simultaneously declare themselves a Shield of Nero or a Sword of Wund! Contact with the pillar will amplify one's voice during their declaration, such that all of their peers may hear their resolve! That will be all. The students of Standard 1 may now progress in an orderly single file line towards the pillar when ready."
@AThousandCursesCAMPUS GROUNDS, LEYLINE ATTUNEMENT ZONE
Chunji would witness as Rio walked around the curved walkway back towards the front of campus, without another word. He made his way to the plaza upon which students had first entered in from yesterday, by the bridge. However, rather than head towards the bridge, Rio instead moved towards the fountain that had found itself repaired after yesterday's battle. He stood in front of it for a few breaths, scanned around to see if anybody was watching, and upon confirming a satisfying lack of people, dug into his jacket pocket.
He'd procure what appeared to be some kind of coin from his wallet, and after once more confirming there were no witnesses, flicked the coin into the fountain. The moment it splashed into the water, Rio's body seemed to be sucked into the fountain as well, leaving no trace of the boy after a mere blink of the coin's descent.
Over the loudspeakers, Principal Raja's voice could be heard once again. "We will now be conducting the Leyline Attunement Ceremony. We will be starting with students belonging to the 'Standard' curriculum, and conclude with students belonging to the 'Compact' curriculum! As each individual makes contact with the convergence point - the golden pillar - they will simultaneously declare themselves a Shield of Nero or a Sword of Wund! Contact with the pillar will amplify one's voice during their declaration, such that all of their peers may hear their resolve! That will be all. The students of Standard 1 may now progress in an orderly single file line towards the pillar when ready."