The Edelfelt woman could only watch with interest as the two clashed. The young half-breed was quickly forced to utilize his flames to try and match the power of the girl. Blue flames swirled about him as his tail revealed itself from underneath his clothes. A faint smile crossed Agnès’s lips as she observed from above. The girl- the Hero Emilia as she called herself was one quick to talk.. Of gear that seemed to give her certain benefits. Some of which even came to pass as her shield was able to seemingly absorb the blue flames of creation. ‘That is curious.. Very few things in the world can resist that fire. Yet this whole situation is fishy.. set up perhaps. Surely this boy isn’t a player of Pandemonium.. ?’ She thought to herself as she watched and listened to their conversations… the girl was after all a wealth of information that she seemed to spew without any prompting at all. It was almost like there was some sort of contest of sorts- to eliminate other players in hopes to gain access to a ‘holy’ castle.. ? But that was assuming this boy was foolish enough to actually be a part of this game.
The more she thought about the ‘hero’ Emilia’s words the more she became convinced it was something of a set up. An attempt of the game master to eliminate the exorcist threat… It would be naïve to think he wasn’t aware of the ongoing investigations into the strange game that plagued Tokyo and its youth. It was a smart move. If the alleged heroes were capable of defeating the young students. This particular hero proved no match for the half breed… But it wasn’t to say he left the match without a scratch. He had merely survived with some injury but nothing that seemed too crippling. The white haired boy rushed to the fallen warriors side, her armor and weapons having faded away to reveal a different school uniform. One which Agnès recognized as one of a nearby school, a rival of sorts to True Cross. Not that it meant much other than she was just another victim to the vile game of Pandemonium. She didn’t waste much time before leaping down into the empty courtyard below, the earth crumbling away at her landing. Pushing up from the ground she could only smile darkly as she drew near to the son of Satan. “You put on quite a show..” Agnès began, her steps taking her ever closer to the boy and the so-called Hero Emilia. “You probably don’t know much about Pandemonium.. But since you were her mark.. I’ll let you in on it.” She said with a slight chuckle, there wasn’t much distance between the two of them. The Edelfelt woman lowered her voice to where he would have to strain to hear, “It is a game of sorts. One that claims peoples souls in trade for power. You witnessed that.. She matched your power despite lacking any training in battle. She is just an ordinary student after all.. A civilian.” Agnès told him simply as a dark smirk returned to her lips.
“There is no reason to be concerned for this ‘hero’. She’ll wake on her own soon enough. Her qi signature is faint, but present. You should be more concerned for yourself… Your in considerably worse shape, Titus.”
The half breed came to a complete stop, and turned his head toward the woman that approached him. 'Eh?'"Oh, its Proctor." The memory of his second and third exam flooded through his mind, with images of the woman speaking. He didn't remember her name though, seeing as the two had not ever had an actually conversation. The silver haired boy faced her fully, still carrying the girl in his arms. He was curious as to what the whole "Pandemonium" thing was, as the unconscious blonde seemed to mention a lot during their fight. As the upper class exorcist began her brief and awfully vague explanation. She spoke in a low tone, which caused his brows to furrow as he tried his best to listen to her. As she went on, his eyes narrowed in obvious confusion.
By the end of the mini lesson on Pandemonium, the half breed's face was grim. He had just blasted away a regular human female, mainly because he could not control his temper. Another thing, was that he couldn't even land a real hit with his blade... The young man needed sword training, if he was ever going to survive against a true demon; Most likely twice as strong as the "hero" he held in his arms. It was incredibly disheartening to hear that a mere civilian could match him with the sword. True, the half breed knew he was not the best with the sword, but he thought he had gone through enough training to be better than THIS. The young man looked at the girl once more, shaking his head. 'Damn... I really almost got killed by some random blonde chick who probably never even touched a sword in her life... Way to go...'
The half breed looked surprised when the upper class exorcist told him not to worry about the girl in his arms. "B-but.." The half breed paused for a second to try and explain what had just happened to the blonde. "She just got slammed into a tree! And not to mention she like... Hit the floor so many times her armor came off! And look! She's bleeding!" The half breed argued, lifting the girl's body a little higher so that the upper class exorcist could see it. "I'm no doctor, Proctor, but I think she needs some type of medical attention..." The half breed returned her to a comfortable holding position, when his brow rose again. "Eh? What are you talking about? I'm perfectly fi-" At that moment, he remembered the two wounds he had received from the blonde not even a minute or two before. Trying to get a peak at where he was hurt, he turned his head as far as he could.
Looking back at the exorcist, he smirked. "These cuts? I can get patched up later. I'm not one hundred percent, but I feel just fine; Honest!" The half breed now felt the exhaustion of using his demonic powers earlier. He did his best not to show it, grinning smugly at the exorcist. "Besides, I gotta make sure she knows to buy me a new jacket!" The half breed laughed a little after he said that, to show he was feeling normal. Usually, when he wasn't pissed, he was smiling quite a lot; Like the bumbling fool most people thought him to be.
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Kurikara
Kurikara's Qi: o115,000/o115,000
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Agnès “Clementine” Edelfelt
Aria || Tamer || Upper 1st Class
The little boy in front of her seemed most concerned with the young ‘heroes’ life. Despite, how she had told him that the girl would wake on her own accord- holding her up and such like a little head bleed would be so much as anything more than a faded memory. Agnès couldn’t help but laugh, a dark smile crossing her face once more- a smile humored by his concern for something he couldn’t do anything about. “You’re welcome to drag her off to the school nurse… But this Hero Emilia won’t remember who you are. Or what has happened.” She said almost sarcastically to him.
A moment had passed as a different thought came to mind, “Perhaps that’s exactly what you should do. You may be a half breed but your still going to bleed all over my campus.” Agnès said finally, her words a bit slow, thoughtful perhaps. If he listed carefully he’d catch the small hint she had given that she were a bit more than a proctor now. Someone he’d likely come to see a lot more of till a replacement was found. A replacement.. Wouldn’t that be a welcome change. A strange thought she weren’t terribly comfortable with.
A subtle sound came from the small bag at her side, a hint that something important was soon to begin. Agnès soon found her grasp on the thin black object pulling it out, keeping the screen out of view of the boy before her. It didn’t take long to read the message. Judgement was to meet, and she was invited to attend. A bored thought crossed her mind how she truly wasn’t quite interested in hearing the ramblings of the head of that organization. Much less what he could possibly have to say about the matters of Pandemonium. There wasn’t much new to go on- yet the attack she witnessed made her wonder if something horribly grand were about to come about. Something potentially dangerous. “But, I don’t have time to chat any longer. You come with me, drag the girl with us as well if you don't mind.” The Edelfelt woman said as she began to walk past him and towards the Academy once more. Her steps leading towards the place they had been summoned to, hulking shadows following shortly behind, becoming ever smaller as they gained altitude. If the young half breed were to look up quick enough he might have seen the massive beasts turn into nothing more than dots in the darkened sky. Yet, he would have to be quick if he wanted to keep up with the head mistress. She didn't show signs of waiting on his lolly-gagging.
The half breed's head tilted as the woman spoke of the girl not remembering him or the battle took place. 'Why wouldn't she remember? Did I kick her too hard?' If he didn't have his hands full, he would have scratched his head. The woman was smiling, but the silver haired boy couldn't tell if the smile was of good intentions or not. Shrugging, he answered back bluntly. "I kicked her pretty hard, so this is the least I could do."
A moment passed, and the blonde proctor spoke once more to the half breed. "Perhaps that's exactly what you should do. You may be a half breed, but your still going to bleed all over my campus." At first, the young man thought nothing of what the Proctor said. Then he began to slowly realize what she meant by the strange exaggeration of the word "my". The news of the Headmaster being killed in the attack by demons didn't really affect him that much, other than the mere fact that he had accepted the boy into the school. Titus never knew the headmaster on a personal level. "Whoa! Proctor you're the new headmaster now? Oh, I guess I should be calling you Headmistress though..." The half breed laughed after he corrected himself, now grinning.
The half breed watched as the blonde reached for what seemed to be a phone, keeping the contents of whatever she received out of his view. The young man was a little curious as to what it was, and looked at the blonde as she put the black device away. She had requested him to accompany her, and to bring the 'hero' along with him. "Eh? Sure thing." The half breed followed the woman to wherever they had been called to, making sure he kept up with her quick paces. The boy looked up to the sky, letting the light rain hit his face for a moment, before he realized that the rain was slowly accumulating. He shook his face, trying to get the rain off as much as he could. Looking ahead of him, he saw the blonde's figure walking off. 'Urk, crap I gotta hurry up!' The half breed increased his pace to a jog, until he had finally got to the woman's side. He walked in silence, having little to say at the moment.
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Kurikara's Qi: o115,000/o115,000
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Berserker || Knight || Kurthnaga || Page || First Year
A week passed. And then two.
The school was repaired and the barrier was up once more. The kids were healed and safe and things ended up going back to normal. Lucifer had been able to avoid getting to damaged and soon he was back in his room with his usual all black attire and hard-shelled attire. His ears were covered with black and dark red headphones and he scrolled through his mp3 player boredly. He had polished his katanas three times out of boredom, and he wasn't planning on doing it again. He had to occupy himself somehow. And there was very few stuff to do.
Despite the whole time, Lucifer hadn't conversed with anyone at all. He kept his distance and even if someone came up to speak with him, he just couldn't find the right reason to reply. He wasn't up for conversation much, and he was sure he never would.
Lucifer was laying down quietly, bored out of his mind. He stopped his mp3 a while back and was now laying there with his dark red eyes staring up into the ceiling. He wasn't really in trouble or anything, and he didn't want to talk to anyone. Should he go on a stroll? Well, that would just lead him back to where he was. He didn't want to do anything that would involve other people, but he had to do something in order to stop this boredom. Getting up quietly with the intent to do nothing, he got his swords into their new case and strapped it to his back. It was like an instrument black normal instrument case. He had gotten it yesterday because he just couldn't leave them out in the open. Using a case was the next best thing. Walking out of his room, he soon wondered the halls in an attempt to find something to do.
