There hadn't been any clear answers.

Neither Amalie Raine nor the lab assistant that had directed her here would give her any explicit information on what exactly was her next step in her initiation into Deus Ex Academy. All she had been told were directions to her destination and that she would figure things out in the weapon cove when she got there.

Weapon cove. The very name of it sent chills down her spine. Though being a forensic science major had prepared her for dealing with autopsies, whatever she would get was certainly going to much bigger than a mere scalpel. This was not about making precise incisions on human flesh any longer. She had somehow gotten herself into something much larger, from the sound of it.

She found herself shaking slightly and she pressed a hand against the wall for support as she descended the stairs. Kylee sucked in a deep breath, closing her eyes as she blew the air out of her lungs and repeated the action. Breathe in, breathe out. Her heartbeat slowed to a slow steady pulse, as the initial panic began to subside. It was not a completely rash decision, she reminded herself. All her life, she had seen those shadows, but shut those very thoughts within because she thought she was getting paranoid for being home alone too often. And she had accepted her place here because they understood.

"The Bogeyman." She found herself thinking as she reached the very last of the steps. It was that case that had driven her to the brink of confusion, and she wondered if it had been successfully closed while she had been away. Kylee still had no inkling whatsoever of how long she had been under. Maybe it all had been resolved, and maybe it was already forgotten in the minds of the public.

But all those thoughts vanished when she took a proper look at the room around her, slowly turning around to get the full scope of the cove. The image she had pictured in her head was that of a medieval-like weaponry room; with stone walls and iron hooks holding maces, swords, shields... but this? It was nothing she had expected at all. There didn't even seem to be any weapons in sight whatsoever. All she had gotten right was that the walls were made of stone, but there were strange glowing runes carved into each brick. She stepped forward to peer at them; were they hieroglyphics--

"Hieroglyphics, you say? Ah, I do like how you think, my dear."

She nearly jumped out of her skin, whirling around. Was it another lab assistant? It certainly didn't sound like Ami, nor the other one... but no. There was no one there, and come to think of it, she hadn't said anything out loud at all...

"Interesting." The voice breathed. It was that of a woman's, sultry and low, and it was almost as though there was someone whispering into her ear.

"I'm not still dreaming, am I?" Kylee said out loud, a hand rising up to massage her forehead gently.

"Oh, sweetheart." The lady sounded amused. "Can't you see me? I'm right in front of you."

"But there's nothing except a wall in my face--"

The tablets in the wall were humming, she realized with a start. As though they were alive, somehow, but that couldn't be-- but she was in an academy for dealing with the monsters of the night, so why would such a thing be unprecedented...

"Right there." She whispered. There was one particular tablet on her eye-level, the spear-like rune glowing a bright red. The voice in her head gave a slow satisfied sigh as Kylee placed her hand upon that very tile and it hummed happily at her touch.

Something began to emerge from it right then; the sharp end of a shaft with a gold metal, followed by the dark wooden grip of a pole, and by instinct, Kylee's hands latched around the weapon and pulled it right out of the wall.

It nearly catapulted her backwards and she stumbled slightly before regaining her balance and examining the spear in her hands with wide eyes. It was certainly huge; in fact, it was nearly a head taller than her. But it was also magnificent; the large blade with small red runes embedded in the curve of it, and the metallic outline of a heart attached to the rivet of the spear...

"Why, thank you." The voice sounded quite pleased with the awestruck girl. "And my name is Akila, my dear."

"Um, I'm Kylee Chang." She said dazedly. "You're... the spear?!"

"Yes, yes." Akila drawled. Privately, Kylee thought that her name reminded her of Attila the Hun, for some odd reason...

"What is a Hun?" Her weapon questioned, and Kylee winced. Invasion of her thoughts was something she was going to get used to, it seemed.

"It's well... sort of... " She found herself struggling to explain and she weighed the weapon in her hands, balancing it from side to side. Was she going to have to carry this everywhere? What if she tripped and fell and--

Akila sighed. The spear began to shift in her hands, slowly compacting into something much smaller, until it was only left with a gold metallic outline of a heart, similar to the one upon the spear, along with a pin attached to it. "There. You're not going to end up with my blade in your face, my dear. Not if I can help it."

"T...thank you." Kylee breathed, fingers closing over the brooch. It was still so much for her to take in, really, but she supposed that she would slowly adjust and get used to things here.

Along with Akila for company, of course.