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 Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 6:41 pm
 Damien Harold -DHA HEADMASTER- Damien listened as Nami and Shik described the different personas he had within his body, though none of them seemed in the slightest friendly. "Well that's good to know. We'll add that data to your profile to help prevent any bad judgements on our part. We wouldn't want to kill Shikori when it was another personality controlling him... oh, and speak of the devil. Good to see you're awake." As he stood there for a moment, he checked his watch. "Well, the lockdown curfew is in effect now, so I recomend that you take heed to it lest the security bring you in to see me again. Not that it'll e a problem, just a waste of resources to bring an innocent in." With that, he walked out of the house and stopped by the door. "Just so you know, miss Kirsch is sleeping in Royces bed: she ate all the food that was left and passed out in there..." He pointed to the master bedroom where the blessed demon lay sprawled accross the entirety of the bed, a bit of drool coming out as she silently slept. There was also the feint sound of music coming from the headphones she wore. "... my guess is that she had to fast before she teleported here. Anyway, like I said, just press the red button and the house will lock down completely." With that, he closed the door behind him and dissapeared into the darkness. The security began their patrols aswell, dispersing across the island searching for any strays. |- Out Of Commission: Alright guys, make your final posts for the day and we'll get onto day two.-|
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 7:29 pm
 ٭٭٭٭٭₪₪₪↑↑↑↓↓↓∆∆→→→Eumi Isunden Dreldan←←←∆∆Eumi ignored Calligon's strained complains and gripped him tighter for support in the tree. He heard staff approaching, and pathetically squeezed herself into a ball against Caligon. She didn't want to be torn apart from Calligon, not ever, no matter the consequences. This feeling took up almost her entire being, until a comanding voice boomed in their direction. Eumi blinked in suprise and raised her head and inch awy from Calligon's chest. Her eyes skirted below, and through the branches she saw Damien aproaching the security, completely furious. The men jumped, guilty of mishearing his intentions. "Weren't your orders clear? You're to take them to Royces house, all of them! We can't risk them travelling such a distance after this kind of brawl has just happened... unless you -want- them dead?" The men, though their faces covered by helmets, were absolutely scared. Eumi could see it in their body frames. A drop of courage allowed Eumi to unclench a little on her best friend. A breath of relief sifted through her lips shakily. "And while you're at it, release them. Those two actually -stopped- the damn fight." Eumi started when she felt pressure release from her foot. It seemed someone had been planning on dragging her down from her tree. Things had camed down now, and suddenly she felt exhausted. Eumi draped back onto calligon tiredly, and didn't make a sound as she felt his hand clink against her head metallicly. "Jeez, what the heck am I gonna do with you?" He shook her away a little, making her gasp as she almost fell. He grabbed her and maeuvered her around to his back. By the time he'd jumped out of the tree, Eumi had somehow managed to play along and looped her arms around his shoulders. Although she wasn't crying anymore, she still hid her face against calligon's back. Her face was a wreck, stained with mascara and tear trails, not to mention coloured from behind by a blush. Finally, Eumi got a chance to listen to things. She began to regret saying what she had to Royce, just a little. He had no control over who he was? The acts he takes? Were humans so unstable or had she jumped the boat and hurt her...friends... Eumi tugged Calligon's shirt at his shoulder, feeling bad, now that she knew she still couldn't bring herself to say she didn't like the people she'd met today, despite the fact that half of them had been involved in the caranage. "Hey...Cal...Do you think...Do you think I was wrong to say that about humans," she whispered to him so only he could hear when they arrived at the house. She wanted to know what he thought. he'd always been more open minded than her. The frst time she'd met Royce, she'd instantly gotten suspicious. She'd rudely called Glass a mutt upon meeting her. She was counting many instances where she'd gotten off on the wrong boat because of her mindset. Calligon had always been open and friendly for her. She was wishing now that she was a bit more like him.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 8:34 pm
(( I'm afraid to jump in on this. If I could get a premise of some kind? Thanks! ))
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 9:06 pm
Delavie (( I'm afraid to jump in on this. If I could get a premise of some kind? Thanks! )) I actually think it'll be easier if you wait 'till the next day to post, save the need for an necessary post. When the next day begins, I'll quote and message you to let you know that it's started if you haven't already posted, 'kay? Should be real soon anyway. sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 10:05 pm
Rangalord Delavie (( I'm afraid to jump in on this. If I could get a premise of some kind? Thanks! )) I actually think it'll be easier if you wait 'till the next day to post, save the need for an necessary post. When the next day begins, I'll quote and message you to let you know that it's started if you haven't already posted, 'kay? Should be real soon anyway. sweatdrop
(( No, that's perfect! Merci! ))
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 2:14 pm
Shikori Kazayu, Namihana Kazayu  Namihana sighed, a swirl of lavender edged violet-crimson energy forming and engulfing her as she shifted forms into a small fox with lavender fur and dark crimson tail/ear tips. She settled down next to Shikori, sighed, then apparently fell asleep. Shikori closed his eyes and fell into a deep meditation trance to regain what energy 'Shi' had wasted with his wild attacks. He knew it would likely take several hours for his energy to regenerate and knew that Namihana was hurt, as he'd smelled her blood; he did, however, know she wouldn't admit she was hurt through her stubborn nature.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 9:14 pm
Ѻυτlαℵɗɪsℌlʏ Ѻҍsɪɗɪαℵ ℭrҽαɱ 【Erggghhh.... My internet connection hasn't been that good. Typhoon keeps cutting it. I know the pages aren't a lot... But Glass... And I'm confused. emotion_donotwant 】
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 12:33 am
Golden Ice Cream Cake Ѻυτlαℵɗɪsℌlʏ Ѻҍsɪɗɪαℵ ℭrҽαɱ 【Erggghhh.... My internet connection hasn't been that good. Typhoon keeps cutting it. I know the pages aren't a lot... But Glass... And I'm confused. emotion_donotwant 】 what are you confused about and stay safe!!!!
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 3:44 am
Golden Ice Cream Cake Ѻυτlαℵɗɪsℌlʏ Ѻҍsɪɗɪαℵ ℭrҽαɱ 【Erggghhh.... My internet connection hasn't been that good. Typhoon keeps cutting it. I know the pages aren't a lot... But Glass... And I'm confused. emotion_donotwant 】 I'll tell you everything that's happened since your last post: Royce was actually being controlled by his more aggressive split personality named Johnathen and was confronted by Eumi and Calligon to stop him from killing pretty much the entire demon population of the school. Damien then put him to sleep and explained that everyone is to go to Royces house for security reasons and told them all that Royce has three personas: the first is him, second is John and third is a much less aggressive side named Sage who only uses non-lethal methods of fighting if the need comes to it. Right now, everyone involved (from my understanding) except Kin has arrived at Royces house and are about to go to sleep... oh, and KK gorged herself on the leftover food after fasting before she teleported to the school earlier today. So the dinner's completely gone now sweatdrop And finally, to top it all off, a couple new characters are coming to the academy: one of them is next in line to one of the circles of hell and the other is Royces doctor slash psychiatrist, so now the school has a real doctor capable of treating humans. Properly, I might add. And yeah: that's where we are right now [and future info for all, the bulk of the populace that attacked him didn't know that it was a school gang that ambushed him and backed him into a corner, though they are all being notified by Damien that the attack was the result of a delinquent group. Tommorrow, apologies and thanks will be handed out by those unwittingly involved to the group that helped Royce out, and him aswell. For anyone confused, just let me know and I'll explain more clearly in another post.]
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 4:31 am
Ѻυτlαℵɗɪsℌlʏ Ѻҍsɪɗɪαℵ ℭrҽαɱ 【Ran: Thank you kindly. THANK YOU. That's why I was confused. :Rofl: Skimming tends to do that. Anyway~ Right now.. I'm just wondering what I should do with Glass. I mean... was she just following the group? Or maybe I can have this really weird teleportation thing happen... I mean, she's not the only direwolf there, da? ;D
Aiko: Thank you~ ; n; There's another typhoon brewing again. I mean, seriously? What's with all these typhoons?! D; Just when the first one is about to leave, another one pops up. Freakin' double tap. XD Right now, I'm not that confused. Ran cleared it up. 8D Thank you for asking~ :3 】
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 6:32 am
Golden Ice Cream Cake Ѻυτlαℵɗɪsℌlʏ Ѻҍsɪɗɪαℵ ℭrҽαɱ 【Ran: Thank you kindly. THANK YOU. That's why I was confused. :Rofl: Skimming tends to do that. Anyway~ Right now.. I'm just wondering what I should do with Glass. I mean... was she just following the group? Or maybe I can have this really weird teleportation thing happen... I mean, she's not the only direwolf there, da? ;D
Aiko: Thank you~ ; n; There's another typhoon brewing again. I mean, seriously? What's with all these typhoons?! D; Just when the first one is about to leave, another one pops up. Freakin' double tap. XD Right now, I'm not that confused. Ran cleared it up. 8D Thank you for asking~ :3 】 No problem. And no, she's not the on;y one, though she is the least... 'civilised', if you know what I mean. The others are 9/10 from the cities as the children of workers or warriors and have a better grip on the society of the worlds. As for whether she was following, I think she should have been: Damien -did- personally order the group to stay at Royces for their safety, though I won't mind if she did happen to tele to her house or something. Just remember that the red button next to the door is the lockdown button, and Glass should have heard about tha part, too, so she knows to follow the order. Btw, I'm going to start the next day some time after when everyone else has posted, and maybe a little earlier.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 6:45 am
OOC - Have you heard some of Metallica's newest songs? They were released just a few months ago...
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 8:19 am
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm   Her original plan was to take flight and keep her passengers safe—specifically Kin—but the stench of demon blood was getting to her. Glass did not have a horrifying pass, but the smell... It paralyzed her, struck fear into her proud wolf heart. And that was just what happened. Glass stared wide eyes into the bloody scene. She couldn't make sense of much and her body had become slightly numb. Kin's patting of her belly did not register at all. The only thing that did was the killing. The blood. The anger, hate, blood-lust, pain, sadness, anguish, shock... They were overwhelming her senses.
Glass was close to dropping then and there... Then there was fire. The bright light followed by a fwoosh. She blinked rapidly, pulled of her reverie. The smell was fainter and the sight was less sinister. Calligon's blaze was burning away the scared pup in her. Glass shook her head in hopes to clear it and turned to look at Kin. He was just as frightened as deers were. His eyes were wide just like a deer caught in headlights! Had the situation been different, Glass would have poked some fun at him.
Crouching, she prepared to take off. Due to her senses being overwhelmed earlier, Glass had failed to sense a short demon, who had been stuck with them, creeping closer. He held a jagged dagger in his hand. Just as she was about to leap, Glass felt a searing pain flare on her right wing. Instinctively, the direwolf snapped at the demon and caught his arm. She furiously shook him from side to side like a rag-doll until he flew to the side and into the fire. His arm was still in her mouth, having been ripped prior to his current burning torture.
Glass dropped it onto the ground in disgust. She was tasting it... all the things she smelled earlier. It was horrible. Glass was close to freezing up again, but Royce's voice had sent a shiver up her spine. It was his voice... yet it wasn't. The direwolf barred her fangs at him, bloodstained muzzle curling up to reveal dangerous rows of teeth. Then... this Royce fell to the ground. Damien, being the 'prompt' principal he was, had chosen this time to knock out the ginger-head. Glass narrowed her eyes and rolled it before languidly stalking towards Royce's house. Everyone on her back had gotten off—much to her relief—allowing the direwolf to do as she pleased. And right now, she just wanted to take one long bath and sleep under Royce's bed. Or anywhere else she could curl up in. Nothing was bothering her. Well, nothing but the smell—the taste—of demon blood. Her pondering on the reaction she had exhibited was so deep that Glass briefly forgot the real world.
To her surprise, they had arrived sooner than expected. Glass had forgotten about her size and bumped into the doorway. Only her head managed to fit—it was still quite a tight squeeze. She grumbled in annoyance whilst shrinking down into the size of a regular wolf and trotted inside. Milky whitish grey eyes scanned for the red button Damien spoke of. After a few seconds of searching, she walked up to the button and thought about bumping it with her head. Glass briefly looked back to see if anyone would protest. Well, we could still be missing someone, so I guess I'll just wash myself.. Glass slunk to the master bedroom's bathroom and slammed the door with her hind legs. For a moment, there was nothing but silence. Then the water began to run. Glass was going for a nice, warm dip that humans called a bubble bath.Ѻυτlαℵɗɪsℌlʏ Ѻҍsɪɗɪαℵ ℭrҽαɱ 【 There. I have an okay excuse. But I pulled out my mini-drama for Glass too early. D;
On another note... OMYGOTT DELAVIE....! I DID NOT NOTICE YOU UNTIL NOW. HELLO. IT'S FROSTY. >:c】
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 9:43 am
 Caligon Ryzer-Neko "Hmm... I see..." Was Caligon's limited response to what Damien and Shikori had told everyone. Not that he wasn't interested, but he was worried about Eumi and Kira, who he hadn't seen in awhile. That's when Eumi whispered something, a question. "I can't really say. But what I can say is humans are just like the rest of us, minus the animal extremities and magical powers. Everyone of them is different in their own way, so there will always be good and bad humans. So if it applied to bad humans, sure they shouldn't be allowed on the island. Good humans are okay in my book, just like that girl from last year. She taught me things about the human world, and she wanted to change its evil into good. People like that are the kind you should apologize too." He put her down on one of the beds and was about to continue when Damien spoke up. "You mean she's here... And she's sleeping?" A blush and a goofy smile appeared on his face when he saw her asleep. "So cute..." He said, mesmerized. He pushed the button after Glass walked in and the door closed. Caligon could feel the magic at work, that's how thick the layers were. He then walked over to the bed Kira was sleeping on and kissed her lightly on the cheek and smiled at the song she was listening to. It reminded the neko of all the beeps and whirs of his lab back home. In a flash of flame he turned into a pure whit house cat and fell asleep next to Karin.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 6:25 am
----- THE NEXT DAY ----- |✥| ---- Royce Siegman- ---|✥|-"Christ, this crap -again-? I thought that Dr. Simms said that last time was the -last- time?"- ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ Royce was standing in total darkness, a completely life-devoid area with not the slightest sound creeping into your ears. He had experienced this before, but at the same time he didn't... no, he couldn't get used to this area. This feeling he always had, this emptyness. Maybe this darkness was the representation of his memory he had of his parents and his life before he was adopted, something that just wasn't there anymore? "I'll show you how much I APPRECIATE IT!!!"A frame of crimson shot past his eyes, the vision unable to be deciphered. "I won't let you do this to yourself, Royce-""You're all just monsters!" His head started to clog up, his thoughts getting fuzzier and fuzzier as he tried to focus. A minute milisecond scream could be heard, different segments of whatever the source was. He tried to piece it together and make something of the intricate web of clues, but no matter how hard he tried he always came to the same conclusion: Nothing. "Yes, I am an inhuman monster... and you know what?" This part was different. He'd never gotten this reaction before. All of a sudden, he was out in the moonlight, a beam shining down on him like a spotlight on a stage performance. He looked at his hands: they were drenched in blood. His axe and knife were, too, but it stank horribly. Much worse than anything he'd smelt before in the past. He looked back up, and the moonlight was gone. So was the beach... but nw he was on top of a mountain of bodies: Eumi, Calligon, Damien Kin Glass- even Aura were mangled and mutilated beneath his feet, life gone from their eyes. "And you know what, Royce?" He looked behind him and saw another him though his eyes were devoid of any happy emotion. Royce was absolutely scared out of his mind. The figure put a hand on his shoulder and then, only then, did it smile. "You are, too." Royce shot up with a scream, then slowly slid down after the pain in his shoulder shot through him body. That was nothing compared to the pain in the rest of his body though: it was like someone was stabbing him with over a thousand needles accross every inch of his body. "Ah, you're finally awake, Royce." Royce turned his head, only to be met with a real needle in his neck. As the man injected him with the experimantal nerve-number, Royce felt his body returning to normal. As he sat up, he saw Damien and his secretary in the room aswell. "Now I've been informed about this situation... if somewhat -briefly- I might add, and they requested that I bring some anaesthesia for some kind of magic." The secretary stood up and started walking over to Royce. "What kind of magic?" The woman placed her hands on the boys chest, and a warm aura came from her hands. "This kind." Suddenly, his body went through the exact same pain it went through before he got the shot, only it lasted for much longer. But by the end of it all, his body completely lacked the pain it once went through. He could even move normally again, including his shoulder. "I managed to stitch up that extremely deep gash on your shoulder, though healing would be impossible... how the hell did you-" "Like I we said: through magic. Though I prefer to call to the arcane healing arts." "T-that's impossible! Magic doesn't even exist!" Royce sat up fully upright and looked at the man, not all too surprised at his reaction. In truth, -he- still had to get used to the concept. "Not as much as you'd think Simms, that's actually how you got here, too-" "You teleported the poor man?" Damien simply smiled after Royces contribution to the conversation. Royce took a quick look around and found a solid metal tray, then promptly threw it at the headmasters face. It stopped midair of course since the man saw it coming. "You're going to have to de better than that, Roy-" A fist slammed into the metal object, sending it into the mans face. When it fell down, Damiens face was seemed unconcious, but then he simply shook it off and looked at the Demon wannabe. "What on the plains was that for???" "For bringing in my doctor against his will. Feel lucky that the chair wasn't in the room at the time." The memory of the threat that Royce made to him came back all of a sudden, and he thanked the great demonic plains that he didn't bring it to sit in for the interrogation.
Damiens face went extremely serious after that thought went through his head. "Royce, now that we have your attention once again, we need to talk to one of your... personas." Royces face went cold. "... what?" "Last night there was an incident involving you and a group of demon students. I believe they were a part of a school gang, though a large amount of other innocent students got involved as well, albeit unwittingly." Royce took a seat on the bed, but stayed quiet for a moment. "... how many?" Damien examined the doctor, who simply nodded in return. "32 dead, 15 injured life-threateningly." Royce stopped breathing for a moment... then his head twitched. "That settles it: that was Johnathen last night." "You told me he was gone." Simms looked at Royce with studying eyes. "I thought so aswell, but it seems more like he was dorment rather than gone. But since he was gone for so long, it doesn't surprise me too much that he went absolutely apeshit." Royce just shook his head, all the while Damien and Tara were studying the pair as they tried to work out what was happening. "No... no, I don't believe it. No way in hell, I've been fine for 3 years and nw he just cmes out and kills everyone he sees? He only ever tried to break a few bones and just put as many people he could in hospita-" "Royce, we have it on camera. From over a thousand angles, too, I might add. That was your body doing the work, no doubt about it. Here." The man handed Royce a stack of photos, all with different angle of him slaughtering the group with next to no trouble whatsoever. Even the gash on his shoulder matched. The boy retched and dropped the photos, then grabbed a dust-bin from the bedside and threw up for a moment. "Believe me now?" The man shifted a bottle of water on the table next to them over to the boy, still in disbelief. "I... I don't get it... he never killed before, so why now?" "Look at the numbers there, Royce: he used the self-defence rule as a reason to inflict as much damage as possible. And with the numbers coming at him he had no reason not to kill them: they had weapons and were willing to kill. I wouldn't be surprised if he let that sword come down and cut him as proof that he was in danger, he's done it before." Royce didn't want t believe it, but he was making a point. John never had an oppertunity like this before in the normal world, so this would have been like a free, all-you-can-eat buffet for a fat guy. "Damien, you said there were 15 injured, yes?" The pair watching the entire ordeal seemed to jump out of a trance, as if mezmerised by the situation. "Err, yes that's right. Why's that?" "I'll need to see them and apologise." Damen simply smiled at the remark. "And what good would that do? They think that you tried to kill them, remember?" "I need to do something, don't I? Even if it wasn't me, it was my body that was doing this. An apology is the least that I should do... Hell, I should just shoot myself in the head for what the hell happened." Damien looked to Tara and nodded. The woman pulled out the clip and demonstrated that there were two bullets in the magazine. Replacing the magazine, she pulled the slide back and aimed at the wall. A deafening boom erupted and a hole was left in the wall: though no students would know the shot went off since the infirmary he was in was a hundred meters underground and only accessible via teleport. And only the staff members know where the room is. She placed the handgun on the table and stepped back. "What's that for?" "Proof." "Of what?" Damien clasped his hands together and rested his chin on his thumbs. "That you're either a man of your word or a liar at heart."
The doctor was absolutely shocked at the remark he'd just layed out, and even placing a gun on the table? "What the hell kind of institution is this? Handing a gun to a student to see if he pulls the trigger? This is just-" "Royce said that he may as well take his own life to even come close to apologising to the students he'd killed and injured. And even if it weren't his own psyche that performed the actions he still says he takes responsability for it. If that's true, then I couldn't agree more: after all, he -did- kill 30 students. That's mass murder, my friend." "This is beyond obscenity! I won't have you threaten my patient like this-" as he reached for the gun, Royce held his hand back. "... He's right." Before the man could stop him he felt restraints on his body, and was sent into the wall. "You know, if I were anywhere else I wouldn't even be able to get my word out, let alone choose what I want to happen to me... and yet I'm being given an opportunity like this." "Royce, what are you doing?!?" He eased the gun up under his chin. "You know that I'm a risk, Markus. We both thought that John wasn't coming back and now here we are, standing on a pile of corpses. You said it yourself: he exploited a loophole and tried to cover it up. He's too dangerous." "That doesn't mean that you need to kill yourself because of -him-! You're innocent, and you know it!" Markus looked at the boy, pleading him in every way shape and form not to pull the trigger... then they heard a click. The entire room went quiet. "... wait... isn't this thing-" "Very well done, my boy. I guess that proves it wholey and totally, doesn't it my dear?" "Indeed. I was beggining to think it was a ruse until he pulled the trigger." Royce looked at the pair and then back to Markus, who was equally confused. "Now I know what you're thinking, and no, it's not a blank. Aim it at me." Royce was confused, but started to think for a moment. He pulled the hammer back again and aimed at the man, and a glorious shot rang out once again: the bullet was a millimetre away from Damiens head. Royce was shocked and confused at the sight. "See, this is a special round we use that judges whether a person is guilty of a crime in my world. It used to be used for simple bows and arrows but found application in conventional firearms when they were introduced. If you're innocent, the round refuses to fire. However, if you're guilty as sin... you end up with a new breathing hole." Royce started to make sense of it, then realised something about what had just happened. "And since the round didn't go off, you're completely exempt from last nights crimes. Though as a precautionary measure, we will keep extra tabs on you to make certain that John doesn't come out and start another bloodbath like he did." Royce didn't like the concept of John still being around one tiny bit, though at least he still had a chance to prove that he was innocent to the entire school. "Tara, have you informed the students of this interrogations results?" "Just finished sending out the message, sir. Everyone is now fully aware of last nights events and Royces status in it all." Royce took a stand, unsure as to how he should feel right now. "Oh, I almost forgot: the last detail about the attack." The boy looked at Damien. "You- I mean Johnathen, wasn't the first to make a move. It was actually a school gang. I believe you met one of the members the other day and absolutely tossed him around the island like a rag-doll, taking his boots as compensation for the time he wasted?" "... yeah, I remember that. Did he-" "Nono, he's still tending to his fractured skull and splitting headache. He knows what you're capable of, but his boys weren't all too happy with what you did to their leader, so they tried ambushing you and took Aura hostage. As such, you took out one of the school gangs that prey on the weak for easy SP and other items of worth. So, since you defended another student and prevented harm to them, that's a bonus of over 3'000SP... on top of the extra you get for making friends in the school of another species. I -was- going to reward you now, but the only real friend that I can be 100% certain of right now is Aurellia, but as she's the same species as you I can't award you for that. But fear not, I'm sure we'll have our answer when you get back." And before Royce knew it, he was outside his house once again. The security were around the house, making certain that no traps were set for the occupants when they left. "It's safe sir. Nothing to fear." "Ah, perfect. Royce, I suggest that you knock: everyone that was involved is actually staying in the house right now for security reasons." The boy nodded and rapped against the door, hoping for a friendly answer. ╚══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ -"... I guess I just have to deal with this crap then, won't I? Just hope that dad's not gonna happen to come around because of this..."- |- Out Of Comission: Alrighty then, day two has begun.-|  ATENTION ALL STUDENTS Following last nights events we've questioned the person we've thought to be responsible. But due to certain circumstances, those being [the student has a hostile split personality triggered by high-stress and highly hostile situations] and [the student in question was attacked by a sizable group beyond handling via normal, non-hostile means] The student cannot be held responsible under any circumstance. It was even a miracle that said student has even survived the attack. So, while there were indeed many casualties, the student Royce Siegman of Human descent cannot be held totally responsible for what has happened.
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