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Shiori scuttled about in a zigzag pattern as he approached the library. He was sure the spectators of his mad dash would think oddly of him but he was really bad at social activity. The red head skidded to a halt right before the door way. Gently opening it to be respectful of the quiet policy he stepped inside. He whipped his hair around back behind him as stray strands were hanging over his shoulders. He exhaled after the long run back to the school. He straightened his outfit out and stepped around looking for a spot to hang out for now.

As he moved about inside he became fascinated by all the interesting sounding books. He was a really big book worm deep down inside so the library truly was one of his favorite places. Nice, quiet, cool, and full of knowledge waiting to be discovered. As he moved about he backed into a blond guy with a red headband around his forehead and hopped away like a bunny before turning to see what it was. "Geez, By the goddess....why do i keep bumping into things...?" He patted himself on the breast to try and relax his heart staring around him to the guy holding a chair leg. "Well, This isn't weird at all..."

"N-n-no, it was my fault..." Shiori was holding his head in his hands trying to not have his face be shown directly. He was usually so good at avoiding people and the one day he decided to socialize he only ran into boys. It was always so weird to meet other boys because he looked so much like his mother. He had no problem admitting he made a really cute girl. Cuter than a lot of actual girls. He just had not a single clue on how to handle the looks they have him.

Perking up a little he peeked between his fingers when the guy spoke to him. He was trying his best to avoid eye contact which caused his cheeks to brighten up. The blond had eyes like a lot of the other boys so it was embarrassing. Though Shiori took to heart the words about the other guy being off. Yeah, No kidding. Walking about a library with a broken chair leg and humming wasn't normal. Unless of course he was a repair man but he hadn't any tools.

Holding onto all of this he just swiftly ducked behind one of the bookshelves. A few moments later he peeked half of his face out to keep an eye on the situation.At least this way he could watch and not have all those eyes focused on him...

Shiori braced against the shelf as the explosion went off against the crazy boy's body. The impact caused the shelf to fall over thus ruining the only cover he had. However, it was at this point he wasn't too worried about he fight. All the books, all the precious collection of knowledge, just charred and burnt to a crisp. It caused his left eye to twitch a little that on of his favorite places was about to be destroyed by their fighting. Gosh, he really did sound like a book worm but he could care less. To be honest his desire for competition was sparking back up with a flare.

He shook his head and stomped like a little kid to try and prevent himself having a tantrum over the books. While the smoke was clearing he heard evil laughter coming from the cloud followed by a resounding thud that from experience sounded like a hard body blow. "Poopie...Hey blond guy? Do you need any--" The smoke completely cleared by the time he finished speaking. All he could see was the blue glint outlining the sides of the kid's chest.

In a panic he felt his heart race supplying his body with adrenaline. In a spark of wavelength he called upon his abilities as a weapon to eject two elbow length blades from the outer sides of his arms with two smaller hook like ones on the inner side. He kicked off the floor with incredible speed and simply said. "I'm sorry about this!" Before kicking the blond's shoulder with his right shin in an attempt to save him. The kick was meant to reposition the boy away from the blast while being high enough from the ground for the blast to travel directly under his uniform. As the momentum carried his body around he swung the calf of his left leg around lower trying to catch the evil boy across the side of the head.

Shiori was bouncing on his toes moving side to side as he twisted his waist. With each twist the skirt of his uniform would swivel as he moved his arms back in forth in rhythm with it. It was such an unusual unorthodox stance that it was hard to tell if he was dancing or if it was his fighting pose. He was still worried about why he was even in this situation in the first place. What had he done for the guy to even threaten him with whatever those finger beams were? He was a little angry with the blond as well for causing the destruction of the book case but he understood why it was done. He did it to protect him but why he went out of his way to do that for a complete stranger was beyond him. He probably would have done it himself though. He kept his eyes on the crazy killer guy until the blond spoke to him. He absentmindedly turned to look over his shoulder at him.

He was thanked for helping to push the boy out of the way which brought a smile back to his soft lips. If he could lend a hand to defend him from an attack then it was only fair to return the favor. “Do not worry. I was happy to help…at least now we’re even.” He tilted his head a little keeping his feet moving as the blond asked for them to join forces. Shiori was willing to comply as he had a desire to protect the books if nothing else. He was about to agree before he noticed his hand sticking out. Shiori tilted his head with a confused stare wondering just what he was doing. It suddenly hit him that if he was a meister he probably wanted him to completely transform. If he did that then…”Wait! I-I do not know how to fully transform just yet! Even if I did, I do not know you very well…To be held by a boy would be so…” He blushed almost as red as his crimson hair. “Oh my goddess I cannot do that! That seems a little too much for someone I’ve just met. I mean you would have your hands all over me and and—!” He continued to chitter like a school girl who was asked on her very first date. He honestly didn’t know what to do here. It was true he really didn’t know how to completely transform just yet. The idea of it was all pretty weird to him.

Suddenly he had an idea. Fighting here wouldn't have been a good idea because of all the collateral they would cause. If he wanted to kill them that badly he would follow them away from the library. Even if he didn't then it would mean they were safe until they could report the incident either way. Shiori looked at the door, back to the boy and back to the door hoping he’d catch the hint as he suddenly made a break for the door. Before he went out he made it a point to smack himself on the backside to taunt the dark haired boy and poked out his tongue. If anything it would probably anger him enough to leave the area. Leading him to a populated area would probably discourage him from attacking recklessly.

[exits back to the training field]