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(( HP restored to 25 ))

"Why are you guys hitting that door? Is that what people do for fun these days?"

Aurian hadn't been paying much attention to the attempt to break down the door, more caught up with trying to prevent an anti-Saviour group from forming. When the voice piped up, she looked over the very-solid, not-about-to-be-beaten-down doors. Shaking her head, she answered, "I think it's more stress-relief at this point, but I don't think it will..."

She had turned to face the speaker - manners were so important. Her voice trailed off as she took in his (her? its?) appearance. Another one of the island's strange Reapers! Aurian jumped, then fumbled for her metal pipe.

As she untangled it from her many belts, the Reaper explained his challenge. He finished off with a powerful blow that knocked everyone back. Aurian slammed hard into a wall. For a moment, she lay dazed before forcing herself to rise. A good Reaper couldn't just sit around and wait to die. If anyone was going to be Reaping today, Aurian decided it would be her, not this strange hooded ghoul.

Finally freeing her weapon from her belts, Aurian darted forward. It seemed a little unfair that this guy had two metal pipes to her one, but hopefully she could still hurt him. They needed to get into that gym. Aurian was nearly dying from curiosity of just what had happened in the school, and on the whole island. (Hopefully it wouldn't come to that.)

She ducked under one tonfa, as the enemy reaper swung at her. Swinging with all of her might, Aurian connected with his midsection. A grin split her face - that had been a great strike!

Eying off the twin tonfa, she ducked back before he could retaliate, trying to stay close by her earlier group of friends.


(( Damage taken by Aurian: 6
Damage dealt to Reaper: 8
Remaining HP: 19 ))

((Hp regeneration back to 25 ))

Damien watched savior with a wary eye, thinking that the fog somehow got to her again. "Savior, no eating our friends." he told her quietly hoping that she would get the hint. "Besides, he might not taste very good."
He let out a yawn as he heard a question from a new voice. "Yeah like it was sooooo much fun , why don't you try openi......." the rest of the words died in his mouth as he turned to see who spoke.
He felt the blood roaring past his ears as he scrambled to get on his feet and get the weapon at the ready. How were these things able to sneak into their group so easily? "Oh, I can entertain you, by bashing your face in!" He bellowed out before dashing over to the figure and brought the pipe in a sweeping arc down on its head. Sadly, the motion was so sudden that the strike overextended his arm, crap it stung, but he couldn't focus on the pain. He took a few steps back to get out of the incoming onslaught of blows. "Go ahead and lock pick yourself outta this situation!"

Damage taken: 4
Damage to the figure: 5
Current Hp: 21

[ Sin's HP Restored to: 25hp ]

Sin jerked around shocked to see another hooded figure and felt her whole body tense up in fear. Ugh she had to get over her terror of reapers if this whole place was full of them. It hadn't been too bad at school, heck she had even sorta started to make a friend with Coralie, who was a perfect example that not all reapers were bad. Except all of these were...she gripped her empty first aid kit tighter. She really didn't want to be here, but she didn't have much choice. She didn't want to entertain the reaper either and to top it off she didn't know how to pick a lock. The lockpicks were utterly useless to her, she hoped one of her fellow students could manage them. Then came the attack and Sin chucked her firs aid kit and then tried to jerk away.

The result of course was that the first aid whacked the reaper without much force and Sin's injured ankle gave out under her. She crumpled to the ground and wincing dragged herself back a bit before pushing herself back up. Oh wow did that hurt...she was afraid that she might have done some serious damage now. The heel on her ridiculous party shoes was also a little wobbly, probably nearing a breaking point.

((Damage to Sin: 8
Damage to Hooded Figure: 3

Sin's HP: 17))

So now everyone was fighting this stranger? Savior really, really wished the students would all make up their minds considering she didn't understand how they all suddenly wanted to be violent when before her simple offer of helping a student out was harshly rejected. Only one person seemed to think Savior was on the right track, that weird girl with the blue hair, so Savior though she might want to talk to her. If she remembered later. Which was highly doubtful.

Never the less when everyone started to attack the Marrowstripe joined in as well, using the pipe in her possession and taking a good swing at the enemy. She wasn't able to dodge as well as she'd like, perhaps fatigue and paranoia (coupled with whatever else at the moment) prevented her from fighting as she should, and the Marrowstripe took a strong tonfa to the side of the head. She staggered backwards with a low growl and hiss, her hand rushing to to ensure that her mask was still on her face.

It was. For now.

[ HP: 20
Damage to enemy: 5
Damage taken: 5 ]

There, it seemed that Bul was on his feet again, smacking the crap out of yet another mysterious reaper. Maybe the boil's regained ability to stand and fight would prevent Savior from wanting to eat him for a while. West hoped this particular topic never came up again, mostly because he really didn't know of a reason why the ghoul shouldn't chow down on their classmates other than it wasn't socially acceptable. He sincerely doubted he had the descriptive grace to convey such a concept.

Right. Back to a** kicking, something he was familiar with. The wrath demon lunged forward, mistakenly clutching his bat in both hands and swinging hard, swallowing a wince and a wave of nausea as the weapon connected with his enemy and a jarring jolt of pain shook his broken limb. Oh well. At least he had hit the thing.

(( HP: 22 + 15 = 25 - 6 = 19
Damage: 7 ))

When the figure had appeared, Tomoko immediately scooped up her First aid kit, frowning a bit and hugging it to her chest, pausing for a moment to grab Elaphe with her other arm and drag him back over to the group with her. If only to keep him out of harm's way while he sputtered about his bleeding face.

Tomoko would try to fix it later.

Either way, once she got back to Jove and co, she looked at the figure, looked at her first aid kit, then, taking one step bac- fjals;kfh!!! OW OW OW!! It was stupid how someone who lived with multiple tails all their life (Well, a good chunk of it), would somehow lose place of where they were, stepping on the furry tip of one not enough to hurt herself... but enough for her to lose her footing as she threw (a very poor throw, at that).

Unfortunately, Tomoko would either hit the person standing behind her..or the floor. Most likely the floor. And it would hurt. A lot.

Tomoko's starting HP: 25
- 7 = 18.

Damage done: 3

Danger! The ghost tensed as he noticed the second hooded figure just casually mingling within their diverse little group. Hands tighting on both Junko and the half-beast before all hell broke out around them. The reaper swung his weapon, attacking all of them at once.

It was luck more then anything else that let the jikininki walk away from the assault with only minor injuries to himself. Dodging away from the blows as they fell and returning one himself as he rolled to his feet, claws gouging into the meat of figure's leg as he pushed up to his feet to cross the room, away from their foe. Not the best hit, but gnarly lengths of black fingers were painted with a fresh layer of blood.

That had been satisfying. So much so he was tempted to give it another go. He refrained though, letting the others take their shots. By this point every last one of them no doubt had a solid bone to pick with these reapers, and he wasn't about to deny his friends their pound of flesh.

HP: 25 - 2 = 23
Damage done 2