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The creatures were not going to do as they please, not in his room as far as damien was concerned. One little shadow was getting too bold for its tendrils, moving out into the open and twitching about, looking ready to consume and crawled up to the hound.

And quickly got bat aside by a gloved fist, thick with green smoke. "I told you to get out, and I meant it." he repeated, tightening his fist and working in tandem with the angry voice inside his head, dual voices echoing the statement.

One was down, and the others few now a few. a couple that just didn't seem to want to die peacefully and swarmed around the hellhound. It was getting tiresome, tiny claws that tried to slash and gnaw on his feet.

another roar of defiance and the boot to the couples midsection sent them flying out the door in into particles. "And stay out." he called out, the slew of foxfires joining in behind their owner at their safe quarters on top of the bed. The room was theirs again, leaving the poofs more bold and concerning for their buddy, covering him in a type of blanket of foxfires, making him push them away after a few seconds. "i have to go check on the others, regal, you watch them while i'm gone." he told the senior scruffle, that woofed his obedience and nestled itself into the pile of worried minipets.

there was little time to grab much equipment, but the standard garb was fine, including a sports cup and the sharpened greaves in his closet.

with all that set, damien marched himself out of the dorm, taking the type to lock up in case another beast tried to get in through conventional methods. at least they wouldn't get in here. 'the question relly is, where have they already gotten into?"

It was time to move, and find out.


((EXIT))

She took a deep breath, trying to focus on the stupid thing trying to eat everything rather than letting her anger cloud her. There was no point saying you were going to make it pay if you couldn't even hit it.

A deep breath, a habit rather than a necessity and she aimed a fist for the black thing again.

Well, that was better. But something felt odd.. she hit hard but it didn't seem to do as much damage as she thought it would.. Odd. But at least it was going down and her beatings seemed to distract it from her sewing machine for the time being..

Just a little bit more. Sophie could see the thing was weakening. Once she was sure her room was safe, she could leave and see if these things were anywhere else. At the very least, she could get some answers. A fist pulled back and then pushed through the air towards the thing once more.

Her fist connected and the thing was gone almost instantly. She didn't bother tidying up her room; she would get to that later. She did take the time to lock her sewing machine away in a cupboard; just in case the things came back to finish the job. She grabbed her usual bag, filled to the brim with bandages and her first aid kit which was clipped to her belt.

The door slammed shut and locked behind her and she was off down the hallways, avoiding the black things as they launched themselves at her, jaws chomping and yellow eyes glowing. She jumped this way and that, running as fast as she could before exiting the dorms into the school grounds. She headed for the Student Club rooms.



[EXIT]

Her little fists continued to swing wildly at the shadowed creatures as one of them continued to claw and gnaw on her in return while the others continued their rampant chaos in her room.

Oliva's swing connected with the side of its face, sending it reeling and colliding into another one of its friends, knocking them both from a precious shelf before more items would be destroyed. Glass was everywhere but the wight paid no mind for now. Because the sooner they were gone, the sooner she could clean up and the sooner everything would be fine again. "Go away," she growled.

With another unladylike growl, Olivia threw herself at the struggling little shadow creatures as if in a blind fury. (Obviously they had pissed her off just a wee bit). Her hands were flailing and her feet were kicking along with theirs in defense and fright (well, she could hope). "Go. Away." She commanded, punching one in the face and kicking another in the stomach. Their little bodies quivered before dispelling in a puff of black smoke, leaving nothing behind as if they were never there.

Olivia, still in her frenzy, didn't realize this would be how they would finally leave her be and she fell to the ground into a heap of glass and items. "Oof!" That was unpleasant. But, it at least knocked her back into a normal state of mind. Which maybe wasn't a good thing when she realized the state of her room. "My things," the wight pouted pushing herself up from the ground (not really realizing she had bits of glass sticking out of odd places like her leg and her hair and the tatters of some of her clothing).

They were gone though, and things.. might be salvageable. At least her pets were unharmed, having found refuge under desks and cupboards and the closet itself.

Really, she had every mind to stay and clean up but her attention was pulled elsewhere she she heard the same sort of struggles echoing through the halls. This wasn't just her room. "Stay safe," she told her minis as she raced out - not taking anything along as she really had nothing to take along .... and locked her room behind her.

[[exit to the School Gates]]