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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:19 pm
Athena barely nodded, grabbing Danni's wrist and dragging her out. She headed to the security area. "Let's go..." she murmured, before muttering some things in Swedish to herself. Once she was at least hopeful that they were out of earshot (if Seven even had such a thing), she said, "The cameras may have the answers."
But she was also disappointed. She knew that all of Ialo's possesions held whatever these memory-visions from the gloves were, and she knew that they were the key to the Fountain thing. Whatever that was. It held some deep importance, that was all she knew. Maybe she should try and get the hang of these things first, though...
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:28 pm
"...No. No, damn it, I was never...raped." Her eyes had gone wide, almost blank, but there was an understanding in them now, and a guilt she rarely experienced.
And then...then came the anger. "Bastards used me." She let Athena drag her out, heard the whisper.
"Yes...Yes, they might. But there's something I need to take care of. I'll meet you in the security room." She said, and her voice was devoid of emotion now, cold, calculated.
She handed over the key and fingerprint, then tugged out of Athena's grip, heading the opposite way, back towards Ialo's office.
No one but Dragon Boy would set his a** in Dragon Boy's fancy chair. Especially not some imposter with delusions of grandeur. No one replaced Ialo. Not while she still breathed. New Guy was going to learn just that.
With this in mind, she swung back into Ialo's office, making sure to keep the door unlocked. Wouldn't want the faceless b*****d going anywhere else. She then settled in Ialo's chair again, and her eyes screamed silent murder, even as her hands folded calmly on her lap.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:34 pm
Adolf paid no mind to Danni's return; it didn't matter to him, to be honest. He knew her current positioning was only temporary--presumably, Athena was fixing something up somewhere (perhaps security cameras?) and Danni simply had one last thing to take care of.
Adolf, however, was not going to let his mission for Ialo be given away or somehow slipped to whoever would be taking the dragon's place until further notice. He did not think Ialo would appreciate it. As such, he also took a few related books that had nothing to do with the Relic, just with the school, and added them to his quickly-growing pile on the corner of the desk.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:36 pm
Never raped. Okay, good. Well, that helped Athena focus on some more important things. She paused for a moment when Danni left, focusing on Ialo's scent. She tried to find out how recently he'd walked down this hallway--she'd use that and follow him until she found what she needed. She couldn't run around the school now. Someone might suspect something was up--because she wasn't usually focused when she ran.
So she walked to the security booth and quickly worked her way in. She headed to the camera screens and slowly worked them backwards, impatiently waiting.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:40 pm
With the girls gone, Seven was able to kick it into high gear. She was literally a silvery green streak as she rushed about the room at inhuman speeds, packing everything from Ialo's room, leaving it as barren as a dorm room on the first day of college. The streaming video from the security cameras was all uploaded to Zero's permanent storage. All other files had been deleted. And the guns - oh, the guns. Master had quite a collection of guns. None were purely ornamental, all were highly functional. Fun to pack.
At the end though, Zero teleported away with a stack of boxes, and Seven strolled back through Ialo's office, pausing to destroy the security scanner with a high voltage jolt - and toting an AK-47 with Ialo's personal seal on it.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:46 pm
Danni didn't acknowledge Adolf's leaving or Seven's entrance, merely sat there, staring straight ahead at the door, her brain registering only the gun in Seven's hand.
"That needs to be hidden or destroyed." She said in a monotone voice, noting Ialo's seal on it.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:49 pm
"Indeed," Seven agreed. "I think it will fit nicely under Professor Akakios's desk." She bowed, and she and the gun dissolved into silvery-gold particles, promptly teleporting away. Seven had no desire to be anywhere near the office when Mr. Lyme walked in there.
"By the way," her disembodied voice said softly. "Ialo is no longer Headmaster. None of his rules apply.... I thought you might want to know that."
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:51 pm
((But Adolf didn't leave. He's still looking through books.))
Athena growled when nothing worked, and suddenly everything was gone. Old-fashioned way, it seemed. She'd be following his scent. It'd probably be best to find Danni first, though. She followed Danni's scent, heading for Ialo's--well, no longer Ialo's, she supposed--office.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:52 pm
Silas had officially rolled up to the front gates of Mystic Fountain for the second time in as many years. He was now wearing a tan suit with maroon trimming and a jet black, silk tie; yet another outfit he had bought earlier in the day special for the occasion. Silas got out of the car, and immediately after two very large men stepped out of the limo, both wearing black suits and sunglasses. Silas walked up to the front doors of the school, enjoying the feel of the hardened wood as he pushed the doors in unceremoniously. Silas' entourage followed him up the stairs, giving the students dirty looks that looked at the well dressed stranger.... strangely...
As Silas worked his way up the stairs to HIS new office, immediately following his car out in the schoolyard was a team of expensive business vehicles. As they pulled up several individuals exited them and began to enter the building. Many of them looked like secretaries, analysts, and other people of similar importance concerning a business. They followed Silas from several feet away, talking amongst themselves and using the swathe that Silas was cutting through the mass of students to move easily through the school's interior.
After several flights of stairs Silas finally made it to the Headmaster's office. He reached into the inside of his suit coat and pulled out the deeds the Judge had given him not 3 hours earlier. Silas smiled at this, reveling in his triumphant victory over his lifetime rival.
Oh, victory was sweet.
Silas then opened the doors to his office harshly, causing them to slam against the walls slightly as he walked inside the room. What he wasn't expecting though was a student and what looked like a teacher inside his office. This just wouldn't do, he needed privacy for now. He had to consult with his specialists on how to best turn a profit off this school. Silas simply motioned to his hired goons nonchalantly. "Please escort these people from my office. I have important business to discuss with my employees and I'd rather not be disturbed." The goons nodded silently in acknowledgment, each walking up to one of the individuals still left in the room. They stood next to them, arms crossed and staring down at the individuals they were tasked to 'escort' out of the room.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:55 pm
Danni blinked at Seven's words, and her eyes darkened with unholy amusement that somehow added an air of insanity to her when mixed with the murderous gleam.
Great. No rules applied. She decided that included his rule about no killings on school grounds. And the one about touching his hair. But she'd deal with that one later. And by later, she meant when his bony a** was back in this chair where it belonged.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:56 pm
Adolf was unimpressed, and he simply returned the stare for a moment with a raised eyebrow. "I am the History teacher. I am collecting books on the school's history. I will be out shortly." They could wait that long. He was likely stronger than his 'escort,' and definitely older--unless they were more than two millenia old, that is. So he continued to browse through the books.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:59 pm
Even as the burly men looked down at Danni, her eyes flashed, and they dropped to their knees, clutching at throats no longer capable of drawing air.
Her gaze shot from them to Silas, and those dark black pools took in the sight of him, her lip curling in disgust, as though she'd caught a whiff of some particularly nasty odor.
"...You're office, is it?" The tone in her voice had made Hell demons tremble, and had rarely been used outside of the Realms. But she thought the occassion called for it.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 10:09 pm
He stopped momentarily, and began to sniff the air like some sort of cautious predator. A look of plain confusion shot across his face before he looked to his newly summoned accomplice.
"Who is that..."
"Dunno, they came in a big limo though." He muttered as he adjusted his scopes. A plethora of imaging devices seemed to be built into that helmet, for with its aid he was seeing straight through the school itself with little problem.
"I don't like how they smell... The two, no, wait... It's the small one. Something is, off with that one."
He looked back to The Healer, having almost completely forgotten his previous question; it was excusable though, the question in question may as well have been rhetorical. "Yeah, I suppose you can call him a tracker. He prefers-"
"I prefer Assass-"
"IM GETTING TO THAT, STOP INTERRUPTING ME! He prefers Assassin for some stupid ******** reason."
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 10:14 pm
Silas was slightly concerned when this student simply tried to drop his guards to their knees, but only slightly. It was really just an act. These guards had been trained mimic pain for a few moments before letting their prey realize they were dealing with something far worse. Which is exactly what happened. Both of the guards simply let their hands drop to the floor as they picked themselves up off the floor. They both slowly took off their sunglasses, and when they opened their eyes all anyone would see would be 2 clay orbs. These were in fact golems. Silas had had them specially made to escort him into the school. He knew exactly what kind of individuals they trained here, and he had guessed that some of the teachers may have tried to rebel against his ascension to Headmaster. These golems were highly impervious to magic, could lift an aircraft carrier each, and certainly didn't need something as trivial as air to survive. One of the golems picked up Danni by the scruff of her shirt collar and held her high in the air. The other golem moved behind Adolf and shoved him bodily towards the door.
Silas was in no mood for shenanigans, so he decided to end this engagement here and now. "I don't care if you're the school's freaking mascot. I said I want you out. This is my school now, and you will do as I say or I'll can your a** quicker than the stock market crash." Silas then turned around to address Danni who was still up in the air. "And you. I aught to expel your a** for attempting to harm my guards. But I read your file. I know you have nowhere else to go. So I won't kick you out. Not just yet anyway." Silas motioned to his Golem, who tossed Danni like a ragdoll against the wall next to the door. Silas looked at the two on the floor and crossed his arms over his chest as menacingly as he could manage. "I used to go to this school. I know how some of this office's protection seals work. As Headmaster I can invoke them now. Either leave or I'll use the school itself to banish you to Scandinavia."
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 10:14 pm
Ophiuchus shrugged. By now, having known Riser for a while, he was not quite as easily frightened by him or his associates. Not quite. Still a little. "To each their own," he said, brushing past that topic.
"Also, if you're sensing some people like I am.... That would most likely be the new Headmaster as his escorts." A rare expression of utter distaste was on the demi-god's face. "Please excuse me. I need to make the clinic as unwelcoming as possible within the current building codes. I will not forgive him for touching any of my herbs..."
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