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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 2:30 pm
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Vincent flashed into the Auditorium, and turned the stage lights on. He grabbed one of the microphones and set it on stage. The God sighed softly, and pinched the bridge of his nose. He couldn't help but want to cry out in frustration. How was he going to explain to parents, and the Gods, and even the clans, that so many of his students were dead? That he allowed such a powerful being in his academy?? The Headmaster only looked up at the ceiling. "Please, just give me some sort of guidance." he whispered, mostly to himself. Vincent leaned back against the cold wall, trying to soothe the sharp pains in his back. He had no idea if he'd even make it through this. Especially when the Gods were punishing him for every mistake he made. No. He had to put on a mask. He couldn't let the students know that he was practically defeated. He took in a deep breath, but rest his head in his hands.
Bailey Wallace
Bailey silently opened the auditorium door, and looked over at Vincent. He hadn't noticed her, but she could see him pacing back and forth, clearly stressed, She was going to stop him, and suggest he sit down. But now was not the time. Instead, Bailey simply took her seat to the far left of the Auditorium. She waited silently for the others to arrive.
About the only spell, magic, Anise learned in her time in heaven was the ability to transport herself with the use of fancy pillars of light. That, and the uncanny ability inherent to angelic warriors to build holy light up into a tempered spear--OF DEATH!! By the receptacle of ages' overflowing forgetfulness she found in obsolescence the trappings of her adopted species and the careful teachings of Keter, who had once humored the "young" angel's ambition to know all.
Thenceforth Anise "Kamma" Faye embraced the Middle Way; and it showed again in the quiet reluctance, leaning on acceptance, she held in her eyes as she pressed the auditorium into a series of files from most to least weighty.
What exactly is all this? ... I'm missing Game of Realms for this! Oh, yeah, and class.
Boy these kids look dumb. Like they haven't seen an invasion before! ... Oh, that's right. Well, whatever. Better learn now; if they're human they've already wasted most of their lives not knowing how to deal with this as it is.
One of these dumb looking kids was the young prince of the Great Bay. His was the most difficult disposition to define, probably because it was so easy to get a read on him: he was prideful, he had known loss; his was a life of pain and burning passion boiling beneath the surface. Sure, we get it, but it was also easy to gloss over the prince and miss the subtle nuances of what that actually meant to someone so young; and even now he tries to crawl back up the proverbial ladder only to be smacked down yet again by the heavy hand of fate. His throne, then, presided of the void, the negation of man and the disillusionment of prosperity. Then it was his challenge not to think of himself as a god killed by the cold intellect of his worshipers but to revel in this ever-expanding kingdom... Right?
"This is... The right place, yes?" Said Rheaus double-checking with the only other student there at the time. In his eyes was a determination which never really came in real scenarios--at least not to normal people. He wanted so badly to go fight, or something, but was practicing the lost art of poise here.
Luka sighed heavily, she didn't like the idea of Bree going off on her own. But it's not like she could have forced her to go with them. Well, as long as she stayed safe then maybe there's no real harm in leaving her alone. But now was not the time, upon entering the auditorium with Folly, Shiro, and Suzuki following closely behind her, she let them walk past her. "Go ahead and find a seat, I should probably be up on stage with the Headmaster for now." She then playfully shooed them off. Now that they were all in the safety of the auditorium, they could relax, even if only slightly. Luka then took another look around, seeing the room slowly flood with students and staff, taking the opportunity to move for the stage. Which she did by casually phasing through the floor along with her demon.
A few moments passed before Luka materialized through the floor of the stage a few feet behind Vincent. "Psst.." She whispered to the god before slightly shooing her demon away as well, its head just barely above the surface before it sank back down into nothing. It probably wasn't a good idea to have it around with half the school watching. Keeping her hands folded neatly behind her back she trotted towards the Headmaster, tilting her head just a bit. "Are you alright sir? I know given the situation this may seem hard to do, but try not to push yourself."
Vincent glanced around the room as students began to fill in. He spotted Luka and smiled slightly at her. He was irritated, and in a lot of pain, but he still wanted to keep the rest of the campus calm. The God only nodded his head, acknowledging her. He sighed, and looked up at the ceiling once more. "I just wish they didn't despise me so much. Luka, I need you to close and lock the auditorium doors when the lights dim. Meet me back on stage when I signal." he attempted to explain, while taking in a deep breath. The pain was quickly taking over his entire body once more. But, he shook it off. Vincent walked up on to the stage, and grabbed the mic. He cleared his throat, and his eyes began to glow a piercing blue. The God snapped and the lights began to dim slightly, signalling that the speech was about to begin. He sighed. This wasn't the first time there has been an attack on the school, but never has it escalated this quickly. He had to keep the students and staff he had left as safe as possible, but he still had to find a way to fight back. Vincent stood at the center of the stage and looked at the crowd.
"I'm sorry..?" Luka didn't fully understand what he had meant by his first statement, but before she could ask Who, she was asked to perform. So she did. "Yes, sir." She nodded her head obediently before walking backstage and once again phasing through the floor, materializing back above the floor behind one of the doors he had asked her to close. As the last few students finally filled the room, Luka saw the lights dim. She then simply flicked her wrists slightly as if she were closing a door, though she actually hadn't touched anything. But on command, all sets of doors leading to the auditorium closed and locked from the inside. It really was handy being a Witch at times. Luka then saw him signal for her, in which she phased through the floor for the last time, reappearing back stage. She then very quickly but calming walked towards the Headmaster, stopping just a few feet behind him, staring into the crowd a bit nervously.
Shiro and Suzuki had just barely made it into the auditorium when the doors shut and locked seemingly by themselves. Shiro was panting, out of breath, from his running to reach the auditorium. He hadn't seen Sebastion on his way and was now starting to worry about the ex-prince vampyre. He squeezed Suzuki's hand and took a seat in the back. 'Sebastion, where are you?'
-+-+-+-"My fate is sealed. Is yours?"-+-+-+-
Suzuki could hear Shiro's panting. She didn't think the running from the library to the auditrium was all that much, but he was also troubled. She could tell from the way he held her hand. She turned her head to survey the auditorium, not picking up on the one aura she needed right now, though. She followed as Shiro took a seat. 'Sebastion, we need you now.'
-+-+-+-"I may be blind, but I can still tell when you are trying to get in trouble."-+-+-+-
The God's eyes gleamed in the dim light. He stepped forward, and rest his shaky hands on each side of the podium, before looking around one final time. Vincent cleared his throat once more, and took in a deep breath. "Hello, students and staff. I am sorry to bring you here, under these disastrous circumstances. Many of you have never experienced something like this, and I hope you won't again. At least, while you are enrolled at Augustine. I would love to stand here, and tell you that we are safe. But unfortunately, I can not lie to you all." The God simply looked around the room, and his eyes flashed with deep empathy. "Do not worry. I can assure you that this will be handled in due time. We are trying to limit the number of casualties, while keeping every one as safe and as calm as possible. For now, those who have any injuries need to stay in the infirmary with Nurse Victoria. She will help you as best as she can. Those of you who will use your powers for good, pair up. You will be needed to protect the academy. And for those of you who wish to side with Lucian, I ask that you leave the premises immediately."
Vincent looked around the room, seeing a few unsure faces. But no one budged. He cleared his throat once more. "Very well, then. You are safe if you stay within the walls of this academy. Do not leave unless you have someone with you. I recommend that the staff stand guard in the hallways, and escort any lone student to where they need to go. This will be handled as soon as possible." The Headmaster began to shake a bit, and his body ached. The Gods were definitely angry with him. He closed his eyes tightly and bowed his head, coughing. He could no longer speak, he was on the verge of collapsing then and there. Vincent felt the room begin to spin, and his knees nearly buckled. But he stood as still as possible, and lifted his head once more to dismiss them. Everything went black after that.
Luka merely stood there, every now and again she'd look towards the Headmaster, each look filling more and more with concern and worry. He seemed to be handling things well, but then she noticed it was becoming harder for him by the moment. That was it, she quickly rushed over to his side, wrapping one arm around his back and another under his chest, feeling the full weight of the god fall into her arms. The room was already dismissed by then, but no doubt that her companions saw him collapse. Seeing a few students stop and stare, she simply shooed them off, flashing her eyes a bit as they did so. As much as Luka wanted to let him rest, she unfortunately couldn't, not now at least. Throwing one arm over her shoulder and another under his, she supported the unconscious god and helped him back stage before gently setting him down against a wall, contemplating on what she should do. If she knew what he was sick with, she could help him.
Asmodeus Folly Well~ ---Councelor--- ------------------<><><><><><><><><>------------------ Just after the lights dimmed, Folly took that time to quickly disappear and then reappear way off in a dark corner, with a new dress and having washed off her arms and face of any blood. She still stayed off to a back corner observing and tapping into some of the more shady and unknown students, trying to get ideas of their intentions as the headmaster spoke. Seeing the speech end, Folly briskly walked her way to the front and up the quick stairs to the back stage where she saw Luka and the headmaster against a wall. Getting next to Vincent and dropping gently to both her knees looked between him and Luka, "That was a good speech, there were some students who were unsure upon entering, but most all seemed to be cemented in against Lucian now, so you need not worry. The only threat now, is the remaining henchmen it would seem, your orders sir?"
She factually stated and reassured, with a small hand on his shoulder. He seemed to be one of very few who she had a rough time mentally tapping into, and not having a great knowledge of incarnate Gods and their workings, she could only assume what was wrong but didn't know for sure.
Shiro stayed seated after the headmaster finished his speech. He still didn't fully understand what was going on, but he was disgusted with himself for siding with Lucian in the beginning. He leaned back as much as the auditorium chair would allow him to and sighed. After a moment of collecting his thoughts and his action plan, he stood up, letting go of Suzuki's hand. "Stay here, mom." And with that he jumped over the rows of seats in the back and left the auditorium. 'What am I doing?' -EXIT-
-+-+-+-"My fate is sealed. Is yours?"-+-+-+-
Suzuki felt a disturbance [in the Force] as the headmaster fainted. It was like a surge of light that then died down to a tiny flickering flame. She turned to face Shiro, who still seemed to be fighting himself in his head. She opened her mouth to say something when he suddenly let go of her hand and told her to stay, jumping over seats. "Shirohanna?" she called out, standing. She heard the auditorium doors open swiftly and slam shut. She felt her way out of the row of seats, this being a new building and her being unsure of where obstacles were. Standing in the aisle with one hand firmly gripping a seat, she waited for something to happen. 'What are you doing, Shiro?'
-+-+-+-"I may be blind, but I can still tell when you are trying to get in trouble."-+-+-+-
Bailey jumped up when she saw the God collapse. She ran up on the stage, and followed them to the back. Seeing Folly appear, she sighed a bit in relief. Bailey felt his forehead, and looked into his dull eyes. She then looked back up at Luka and the counselor, and shook her head. "He's going to be fine. Just give him a moment. I know he will want to defeat Lucian, but there's hardly a chance that will happen. If he does decide to fight, he'll need to head to either the infirmary or back to his quarters immediately after. He has to be in a place where the Gods can not harm him." Bailey attempted to explain. She had known about Vincent's illness, from being a student at the time he was banished from the realm and punished with this incurable illness. The shifter sat down next to him, and traced her fingers along the side of his neck gently.
Vincent heard faint voices, and he opened up his eyes. The shifter's cold fingers had been oddly soothing, but she stopped when he woke. "Ms.Wallace, you know me well enough to know that I am not going to allow Lucian to just prance around this campus, taking my students one by one. I'm going to find him. And we are going to be rid of him. Folly, I want the students who are capable to pair up. I need you, Luka, to come with me. We are going to fight as a whole, but in teams of four. Two students, and two staff. It is the staff's job to protect the students as best as possible. There will be blood, and there will be damage. I don't want any more fatalities if I can help it." Vincent attempted to stand once more, but wasn't quite strong enough. Bailey saw him struggling, and helped him up as best she could. She was unsure whether or not to let him fight, considering the God could barely speak, and was on the verge of fainting. "Here, Vince, I need you to take two of these for me. Okay?" she murmured, handing him a small bottle of pills. They were a strong enough pain reliever to numb him for a bit of time. If he was going to fight, she at least wanted it to be fair.
Rheaus stood and absorbed all he needed from Vicent's speech. He was a warrior by nature, he found in his travels, and it didn't take much convincing to bring the young prince to battle. He sighed and readied his spear.
"If the headmaster is too injured to fight, then I will lead the charge," he said to the group on stage as he approached with a glowing green stone in his hand. It was the Deku Emerald, and only the goddesses knew what had happened to the Kokiri with it gone, but now Rheaus had it; though he hadn't the slightest what it did. Still, he looked at them with the controlled fire that could temper a thousand blades to an edge each sharp enough to pierce a dragon's hide.
"Besides, a leader shouldn't head an assault. Let me go; I'll bring you what you his head. ... Lucian has crossed me before. This is my fight as much as it is yours." Rheaus made eye contact with each of them separately to burn the message into their retinas before turning to leave for battle.
{exit Rheaus}
Anise, who saw this from a few paces to the side, came with a look of confusion. She understood that Vincent had his issues, but it wasn't until now that she totally grasped the gravity of his circumstance. She leaned over the shoulder of Folly to see what was happening.
"I don't assume any of you have a plan, do you? Heaven's really a**l about attack plans, so even though I never served in their military I could always, you know, help out?" She had her wings put away, but this meant nothing in terms of readiness; but moreover it echoed her stance on planning as she would rather the mission didn't come to a desperate attempt to fend off the enemies advances. Not when they had so much at their disposal, anyway. She pointed to the direction Rheaus was headed.
"... I also don't assume we're going to go after him? I wouldn't imagine the boy's a one-man-army."
Luka only nodded at the request of the god before her. Before she could speak however, her right eye suddenly flashed a dark purple, much different from her normal emerald green. And in that single moment, Luka saw everything her demon had seen, had heard, had done. All of it in a quick flash, causing Luka to suddenly scream out in agony, throwing her head back as her hands found their way to her temples, clenching them roughly. Her claw like nails breaking the surface of her skin. Her cry echoed through out the school, a Witch's scream was powerful enough in frequency, but a Necromancer's was enough to wake the dead. Literally. Tears began streaming down her face, her screaming ceased, and she just sat there. Head thrown back, hands fallen limply to her sides, staring into nothing. During the ordeal, a small lantern had appeared in her lap, but she didn't bother to acknowledge it.
Asmodeus Folly Oh hell!~ ---Councelor--- ------------------<><><><><><><><><>------------------ Folly really couldn't do much, but the task the head master assigned to her, would definitely keep her busy. Sighing with a flat unimpressed face. Folly looked up to Bailey, "Dear, do all that you can to help the head master here, while Luka helps escort your group. I'll take Anise here and we'll go after the brave princess charging for battle. I'll take that time to link up with any other persons in the infirmary, make sure everything there is alrig--" Folly stopped mid sentence as Luka dropped and screamed. Looking as if in a shell shocked daze. Folly quickly ran over to Luka, putting her hands on both Luka's shoulders. With a quick mind tap, Folly understood. Looking back over her shoulder at Anise and Bailey, "Alright, both Luka and Lucian will need some time, you two escort these two to the infirmary. I'll be going after the prince still and try to make my way to the dining hall after checking the infirmary on the way, ... ugh!!" She grunted to herself, looking at Luka, and down at the lamp in her lap. "Is that?..." Just then another small explosion of sorts could be heard on the other side of the school. "Damnit... please do be careful." Folly's head snapped and she took a few steps aside and a red pentagram appeared beneath her, her mangled wings and fangs dawning and her eyes going crimson, sinking into the seal and disappearing.
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