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Simone had to massage her temple once again as all of this was giving her a terrible headache. She was terribly far from home without any warning and without any of her essentials save for her phone, the dress she wore , the sword at her hip and the hound at her feet. Now this bird woman was scolding her like a child?
A sudden dull throb resonated in the gloomy looking girl's head, just behind her left eye, causing her to wince and tremble a bit at the knees as she grit her teeth in pain. Baskerville suddenly whirled and placed himself between Hettie and Simone, hackles raised as he let out that sort of barking snarl you only hear in the movies. All six of the dog's eyes focused on Hettie as he snapped at her threateningly until Simone's pale hand rested on his head.
"Down boy" she muttered before letting out small chuckle "You're going to tattle on me little miss tweetsy" her face split into a grin "Tell the headmaster like a little child?"
Simone stepped forward, her eyes carrying a hint of madness. A sudden blur and a 'shing' and a clattering sound showed that in a split second Simone had drawn her sword And cleanly sliced another table in two.
"Go on, tell the headmaster, or better yet, stop me! Put me in my place! Come on birdie show me that you really mean business! Ahahahaha!"
Stress had finally put a crack in Simone's mind causing her instability to show as she laughed like a madwoman , though this was far from how bad she could really be when her mind broke.

々 Well, there goes that plan. While Mei had attempted to quell the situation as well, talking about her team and introductions that had been made he felt that there was an out to stop this fight; a rather good chance but as the two went on with the dispute the chance dwindled away to nothing. Dante watched with curiosity as Hettie's neck swiveled to see both himself and the wolf-kin that had approached. The man that had his slumber disturbed had protrusions that made him seem like another animal, and Dante had trouble keeping his eyes from straying over to him just to look at the ears and the tail. 'It's rude, right? It's definitely rude to stare.' He thought to himself, taking a breath as Hettie began her argument. From there on, he didn't have any trouble focusing on something besides the animal aura's. The talons themselves are what drew his attention, with how Hettie was speaking her wanted to assume they were for defensive purposes.. But when driven in to a corner, even the most defensive creatures could lash out. She seemed to be making a lot of points, but in the end Dante hadn't been here for the first part of their dispute and couldn't confirm anything; did she have the right to be upset? From what she claimed he felt so, and he knew a few people that had started fights for much less. This Simone was definitely not happening as well. Her tone of voice was antagonistic, she baited Hettie on with whatever she could and her demonic looking pet seemed far too happy to start the fight for them. The fact that she could be clinically insane wasn't helping her case either.

❖ As the table was cut cleanly in half, Dante rose a brow and turned his attention towards Simone. His eyes resting on the blade in her grasp, 'What kind of strength is needed to cut through a solid table with no windup?' Dante thought to himself, mentally measuring the inches of wood that the blade should have stopped at. The old style wooden tables were no joke, they were built to withstand a lot of weight; the issue that arose from being cut through bothered him. These two couldn't be allowed to fight. By now, Dante's smile had dissapeared; he had lost the desire to make an effort with it, instead his features were frozen in a near apathetic mask. "Help me separate them, please." Dante mentioned calmly, his eyes moving towards Mei as he made the request. She had started that the dog felt comfortable of a sort around her, so that made her ideal for dealing with Simone. A quick glance towards the wolf morph was made, but Dante had nothing to say to him. He wasn't the cause of his concerns so it wasn't in him to apologize for them, nor did he have a solution outside separating them; for now he could only hope the wolf would either assist with breaking the fight up to quell the noise or manage not to upset either of the two women. Mei had given both names when she had spoken earlier, and recalling how Hettie had addressed Simone with the blade; he felt confident enough to use their names without making a mistake. "Hettie, is it?" Dante started calmly, turning his attention towards her. "Do you mind following me for a moment? I think it would be best if you two just sat elsewhere for the remainder of the train ride, I know you may have been here first but please; can you trust me with this?" He finished, trying to be as kind as possible but he had resigned himself to not get emotional over another's fight. He needed efficiency, this is how he had to go about it. Dante gave it a few moments to see if Hettie was willing to follow, to stop the fighting there before he trailed back towards his bag where Sif sat, but as he drew near he sat up on his haunches. Still a pup, Sif hardly reached Dante's knee at that height; so as he approached he had to stoop low to run his hand over the top of Sif's head. Giving a bit of special attention to his ears, Dante sighed as he felt a bit of tension go away. "Would you like to sit down?" Dante offered, gesturing towards the chair opposite his own. He hoped that she would take it, the corner of the train was as far in this direction as he could go to get her away from the sword wielding mistress. Hopefully that would be far enough.

[I made a few choices assuming Hettie would follow, if she doesn't it's as if Dante kept shouting further back to try to coerce her to split away. Additionally, Sif's image can be found on his profile or in the bottom right of his photo collection ^^]

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۞ MOOD ▬ ❝ Irritation/nerves ❞ ۞ LOCATION ▬ ❝ the quiet car ❞ ۞ COMPANY ▬ ❝ -Simone- Mei- 3 others Unacquainted ❞

Hettie Looked towards the demon dog and Simone one more time as her talons retreated.
" I do not need to Fight You Simone, I have no need to..goad me all you will but i stand true to my belief you are a brat.. throw your tantrums call me a child if you will call me all those petty childish names.. honestly i've had worse for years i have hardened to it, Auf wiedersehen" with that she fully turned and walked towards Dante.
" That is indeed my name Hettie Von Hooten, forgive the earlier ruckus, if you were dealing with a demonic Dog with multiple eyes and a woman with a sword slashing and threatening anything that dare have opinion kinda makes me worried for whom be upon her team.." she would sit upon the chair offered by Dante with a complete dismissal of Simone as if her words had not even been spoke at all " so who do i have the pleasure of ones company?"


Out Of Catchprases →

々 As Dante listenedf to Hettie introduce herself fully he nodded in understanding, assuring that if he had put in her situation that he would be pressured not to threaten the exuberant woman. He felt that he was patient enough to deal with such issues, but he couldn't guarantee it; he could simply hope that his temper would be settled down. From what he could tell about the woman, he wasn't certain how far things would have gone. Dante did know that silence of ignoring the threats would have been his best course of action, but he couldn't recommend that to everyone. "It's fine, I didn't mind the ruckus as a personal matter. I'd hate to see my classmates fighting so early on though." Dante offered calmly, watching her expressions as she settled down from having to deal with her. He fixed his posture as she went on, smiling lightly as she asked for the name of her company. "Dante," He said simply. "Most people just call me Dante, my last name isn't that important but it's Blizzards." Dante went on, he hadn't an issue sharing his identity and she had been kind enough to do the same earlier. Why not? "My apologies for staring earlier, you might not have noticed me doing so but to be blunt this is my first time meeting anyone like myself; I wasn't sure as to what to expect. It was rude to stare but I figured I'd at least admit to it." Dante remarked, his smile gone as his features froze over once more. He settled back down simply, and he found himself at ease. That is until Simone passed the both of them on her way out the cabin door. at first he tensed up and was about to intervene between the two should she confront Hettie; but as she moved on, he watched her go; what he saw however was incredibly disturbing.

❖ From what the blonde woman said as she entered after Simone's exit, she had made the leap between the cars. Dante had assumed as much, and while he was certain everyone would be reacting morbidly; the blonde even stating how she probably wouldn't survive. Dante turned to Hettie immediately after the announcement, trying to read her reaction. Would she be ecstatic? Conflicted? Guilty...? Dante didn't believe in the last one, and he had a plan to say just as much. "I don't know what you're thinking, or how you may be feeling.. But that," Dante paused, nodding towards the exit where Simone had disappeared to. "That was not your fault." He finished simply. His expression hadn't changed, not from the moment she jumped from the train; he took a moment to consider himself a monster, but he doubted that. She was a stranger, but a classmate all the same.. Still. He had lost more important people, and he was certain that their cause could have used her to some end.. Dante didn't show much of a reaction, but deep down he still hoped that she would survive through her own ordeal. He glanced back towards the entrance as what seemed to be a blind student entered, he kept his attention on her till she managed to take her seat safely before looking away; hearing how the classmates he had met earlier approached her. They seemed to have her best intentions in mind, and he trusted them to act accordingly but as the other new student approached her he couldn't help but glance her way. She was dressed well and looked wonderful, but there was a huge issue with how she approached the other. Poking her forehead without giving any warning seemed insensitive, and at that Dante had to refrain from trying to intervene; again. He wasn't a hero, and as he glanced towards Mei and Mihuna he let his gaze rest there; nodding towards the woman, hoping that they would be able to deal with the situation.


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