A Certain Academy City RP

[jinx]

Jinx slowly walked closer,doing his best to stay unnoticed.
He soon noticed what it was he sensed,a young girl holding a knife stood face to face with a man and someone wearing a nun's clothes.

He could recall all three of them from information he received,the young man he believed was named 'Hara',Father had classified him as posing a great threat,discribing him as someone to stay away from unless absolutely neccesary.
The girl with the killer aura was named 'garasu',Jinx had heard his father talking about her with someone on the Phone,her name came up in a file a little while after that,*she isn't supposed to be here*,Jinx thought,*i shouldn't harm her,Father would be angry*,he gazed at the other girl,it took him a little while to realise,but he remembered her,he saw her face somewhere,but he couldn't remember where or what her name was,all he knew was that she was somewhat important and that he should try to stay on her good side.

Running through a simulation of possible outcomes,he slowly walked to a wall,hiding in the shade,ready to strike at either of them should it be required,for now tho,he was content with waiting.

[Kyoretsuna/Senmei]

    Garasu jumped into the nearest window’s reflection, briefly her image there distorted and stretched across the buildings windows and then stepped out a few yards in front of Haru and Index. “I’m not about to let you just run away like that” she said and raised the sword above her head. “My ability is called Mirror Query, it lets me control reflections, and move through them. You are not going to outrun me. Not in this city."

    Raised in the air the sword caught the light in a distinctively unnatural manner, and as Garasu slashed downwards the blade released a paper thin arc of light which raced towards Index.

[Yuno]

Haru looked only slightly shocked by her actions. But he reacted quickly to the arc coming at Index. He shoved her to the side his right hand raising up in front of the arc of light which dissolved the moment it touched his hand. He moved towards Index who had tumbled to the ground and grabbed her hand again pulling her to her feet. "Are you okay, Index." He turned to Garasu looking at the windows she stood near. "You aren't going to harm her with me around." Another arc of light answered him, and he haulted it once again with his hand before turning to run being careful to stray away from the reflective surfaces.

(Nice use of Zelda there It was totally hard to spot and very subtle.)

[Kyoretsuna/Senmei]

OOC: (not certain if sarcasm or not...) :S


“How did you...” Garasu mumbled with a wide eyed look of surprise.
As the second arc of light was dissolved Garasu ‘s eyes sharpened and looked keenly at Haru.
“So I guess you really are going to try and defend her. I don’t want to kill you, but I’m not going to be afraid to hurt you If I have to in order to get Index.” Now Garasu charged haru, holding the blade in a somewhat clumsy manner “I’m not going to let what happened to Shikaku happen to anyone else… not while I can stop it! I’D RATHER DIE!!!”

[jinx]

Jinx curiously looked at the scene playing out infront of him and without any thought,tried to get closer to get a better look.
He stumbled over a loose tile and his foot hit a garbage tin. With a loud noise the tin came crashing to the ground.
"ooh well,my name is Jinx,you're Hara right" he said while pointing at Haru,"you must be Garasu",he then shifted his gaze to Index and said "i don't seem to remember your name,guess i'll find out later."

He slowly raised his hand close to his shoulder and seemingly out of nowhere a small orb-like stone appeared which he toyed with,tossing it from one hand to the other.
then,as though he was holding marshmellows,he pushed his finger through the stone without any effort,creating a hole in the middle that made the stone resemble a donut.

"Go on,i'll just watch",Jinx yelled,"i'll only fight if i feel it's needed"

[Kyoretsuna/Senmei]

Garasu didn’t exactly know how to wield a sword to begin with, and the arrival of the black garbed boy didn’t help things any. What was intended to be a debilitating strike at Haru’s right side became an extraordinarily poor and slow swing at his midriff which he easily grabbed in midair. A piercing sound broke the air as the blade quickly dissolved in his grip.

As Garasu stumbled past Haru barely catching her balance her only acknowledgment of the newcomer other than her wide eyed surprise was to chuckle to herself “damn those runes, they’ll let anyone in wont they”

Garasu quickly turned to face Haru in a novices fighting stance, obviously less certain of herself now that she was unarmed.

[Edzilla]

When the noise had erupted, Will ha covered his ears, feeling pain erupting in his temples. Although not nearly as bad as what Sverre, Nyanko and Aidan experienced, it was still unpleasant to say the least.

Meanwhile, as the events occurred around him, Will felt totally powerless, cautiously beginning to run over to Sverre, mercilessly being beaten.

Will had know idea what he'd do to face down several armed men, other than ruffle their hair with some strenuous Esper power. Nevertheless, it was someone in need, he'd have to try, no matter how pointless.

Then, Sverre seemed to lash out, appearing more than capable of saving himself. Will stepped back, out of fear more than anything. Staring back to Nyanko and Aidan with what was understandably sorrow.

A crash resounded through the district as Sverre's suspended objects dropped to the floor, Will being unlucky enough to get in the way. A lamppost collided with the ground in a shower of glass, a shard embedded into Will's forearm, although not enough to cause serious damage. He still took the opportunity to swear as a blood spattered mildly onto the pavement.

However, his sense of duty made him ignore it, and he stumbled over to Aidan, supporting him as his arm seemed to throb.

A couple of ambulances and several Anti Skill cars rolled up, and he began to hobble over to the former. A paramedic exiting the van took Aidan from him, while his partner asked ,"feeling okay?" as though he'd had a cold.

Will wearily lifted up his forearm, the bleeding beginning to slow of its own accord, but the pain as sharp as ever. "Just come over here, we'll get you in the vehicle," he said, Will becoming irritated with his whimsical tone.

Stepping inside the ambulance, he immediately noticed the stretcher bed, onto which he was directed to sit. The paramedic now grabbed him by the wrist, surveying his wound.

"Couldn't be arteriolar could it?" he muttered to his partner.

"No even venous, just get it out."

Will, not realising their intentions till it was too late, winced as the shard was removed by a pair of forceps, before a dressing was tired over the laceration, now leaking fresh blood.

"Just keep it held upwards, we'll get you to the station in no time," said the more charismatic of the two medics, as the ambulance began to move.

"Wait... station?" Will enquired, noticing the lack of the word hospital.

"Yeah Judgement, just hold tight." He said, smiling.

-------

Having been dragged hurriedly through a reception, will found himself in a room which brought "interrogation" rather than "interview" to mind. He sat for about ten minutes, looking from grey wall to grey wall.

A girl, possibly 3 years older than him, came rushing through the door, sat down and sat a clipboard on the table. She pulled out a pen and began to furiously write, before muttering "Will Forrest, right?"

"Well... yes." Will murmured, feeling quite bewildered at his treatment.

"Ok, well I'm Mitsuko, and I'll be asking you a few questions," she looked at him, with eyes that demanded a rapid response. "Ok?"

"Yeah, of course" Will said, slightly louder this time.

"Ok firstly you're not Japanese."

"No."

"English, immigrant from 2 years ago?"

"Yes," he said, not understanding the relevance of the question.

"Why did you accompany a judgement member to a potentially dangerous situation?"

"What, Nyanko?"

"Yes, Nyanko."

"So you know her?"

"Irrelevant." She said, ending that tangent while brushing some of her black hair behind her ears. Will noticed her boyish features, finding her personality off the back of some long forgotten novel, she was almost
caracturish.

"What did you see having arrived at the warehouse district."

"Nyanko was trying to help this kid, but his..."he realised the absurdity of what he was about to say. "Beaver, monster thing, was going to attack her, Sverre then went for it with telekinesis-."

"Wait, who's Sverre?" she interrupted pulling out a smartphone and typing something.

"Erm, Norwegian kid, I think, perhaps, 13," he said, unsure as she was.

"Oh ok, yeah, level 2, special case.."

"Wait what?"

"Nothing carry on," she hurried, skimming rapidly through some digital file.

"Well, Sverre was attacked by some Big Spider guys-"

"How do you know about Big Spider?" An accusing look now on her face, as she looked up from the screen.

"Oh, Nyanko told me, after I'd been.."

"After what?" Her face doubly accusing.

"Nothing," he said, knowing that she had him.

"Are you sure about that?" He smirked arrogantly.

"I'd been attacked, last night actually, by spider.... Sylus saved me."

"Why don't we know about this?"

Will sighed, it'd been incredibly late, he was very close to his apartment block and he didn't like getting involved with Judgment.

"I don't like getting involved with police."

She laughed, "well that was stupid, you've made things much harder for yourself."

"I know." He sighed dejectedly.

They went on to discuss both events in detail, notably that they'd taken a book of his, but not his phone,before Mitsuko finally spoke, seemingly amused.

"You have such good grades, but if your telling the truth, by not coming to us, you've landed yourself a few hours in here, enjoy!"

He looked up to her, feeling incredibly irritated. "Arrogant (please do not swear).." He muttered.

She turned briefly, smiling like a cat. "Yeah, ok." Before walking out the door, confident of her victory in some kind of ambiguous contest.

-----

Having spent 5 hours in semi custody, with a dull throbbing in his forearm, he was less than thrilled to see Mitsuko, waving him out the door.

"Did you get some kind of pleasure out of making me wait for hours."

She chuckled, "a little bit."

Will then experienced something quite strange. He found some strange respect for her attitude. She was evidently excellent at what she did, and just enjoyed the job, particularly when she got to make people squirm.

"Well, bye," he said, changing the situation immediately as he walked off into the night. She also felt the subtle change in situation, and so paused briefly, before re-entering the building.

-----

He woke up in his bed, at 7:00. Unusually, his bedroom door was open, and light from the sunrise was streaming through his window in the main room. Going through his usual routine, he at once again on his balcony, eating cereal to the rising sun.

[snowdaman]

Aidan had woke up on and off in the hospital room.

He was asked a lot of questions by the anti skill people, but once they knew he didn't see half of what happened since he was on the ground by that point they left him alone.

Aidan had lots of fit full dreams as he slept on and off , he would keep reaching out for his deck of cards after he would wake from one of the dreams of men he could not stop stomping and hurting him. They would make him feel better but not much. He wanted to become stronger. He also wanted to heal the wounds he had taken from the battle but he knew the rules of battle monsters wouldn't let him. He could only heal wounds he had taken during the battle he was in, and that battle was over.

Late that night there was really bad night mare, where he was fighting the monsterous men his mind created. In the night mare he was able to get to his cards and summoned a higher level rabbit nurse to heal his wounds.

He felt this warmth over his body as he woke up. His eyes were very blurry as he looked up and saw a nurse over him. He looked down and saw that his cards were in his hands as his vision began to clear. Once he looked up again with his eyes fully clear, he noticed the nurse was actually the rabbit nurse he had summoned in his dream.

The nurse faded away, and he felt better, all his wounds healed. He was trying to get his mind around what just happened. Not only did he use his powers and summon one of his cards from his sleep, he had broke some of the rules of the game.

He would have to try again once he was out of the hospital, which wouldn't be long now that he is all healed. He put the cards on the table next to him, so he woudln't accidently summon any more of his monsters, and went to sleep without any night mares this time.

[Edzilla]

(Ignore the repost/self quote thing. I did it by accident while trying to spell check and now can't delete it because of this stupid mobile site. I'll handle it in the morning )

Edit: fixed

[t⊗theark]

Sverre felt really annoyed with Nyanko fiddling with his clothes, he didn't understand what the fuss was about. these types of shirts are the most comfortable, what do people care that much what they look like. However, he saw the bottom of his shirt untucked and uniform, his buttons affixed to their correct holes and his wrinkled collar flattened and thought it not detrimental in any way. He sighed with relief when she stopped touching him. He was annoyed as hell when she was touching him, it made his skin crawl - he also didn't telekinetically push her hands away so guess it's progress in the closeness their social relationship. He waved his hand turning off his stereo before they left. He checked around his neck to make sure that gold chain was still around his neck. They set off towards the centre of town, Sverre looking away as the door closed and locked behind them seemingly by itself.

On the way there Sverre decided to get a bunch of things off his chest. He felt as if he was taking a risk, but he needed to root some people close - he wasn't in Norway anymore. Heck, it didn't matter than Nyanko wasn't going to really listen, him watching her very preoccupied with trying to contact Sylas on her phone.
"I really want to go back home. Everything is so different, why can't the world be completely consistent? Why are people so impulsively selfish that they see their pursuit of comfort, identity in culture and irrational egotism to get in the way of a global, ordered good? Can nobody else see beyond themselves to not detriment and make everything the same? No, it's always different, somebody has to be in deficit, always in flux. We're so smart and so collectively stupid." His thoughts wandered to what happened to him earlier, "What sense of pride, or cause, impulsive hete or subjective morality causes people to act unethically? I can't be the only one who sees that stupid, narrow minded interests have no inherent value, no objective meaning. No, people just have to hurt each other even though they're smart enough not to...."
Maybe it was better that she didn't seem to be listening to all this, justifying his homesickness and rationalizing his trauma with a nihilistic plea for some egalitarian consistancy that he yearned and knew wouldn't come. He may appear consistently calm, not knowing how to express his stress certainly helps the rouse.

They came towards the bustling square lined with Yatai. Sverre felt a drop from the prospect of deaping with all these people. He tried his best to block it out as he approached one of the Yatai marked 肉饅頭 - a complete pain seeing he could only read hiragana but anything to help block out the crowd. The air was thick with the humidity of city wrath, the cacophony of of human gabble, the drone of acrid clouds of summer flies, the stench of wheat noodles and fish broth. When Sverre finally shuffled to the front of que the vendor asked very directly to place his order. He asked again as if Sverre hadn't said anything, shyly mumbling looking at the ground. After listening carefully the vendor got him his order - a nikuman, several Takoyaki and an imagawayaki for desert. He turned around to find Nyanko not where he left her. Her looked around in a panicked state pushing through the crowds not with his arms but with his mind, knocking some people off balance just for the to look to see who it was and to be left confused at the empty space that did it. He calmed himself down after holding his head and taking a few deep breathes. He texted her:
"I lost you. I have to get out of here. Sorry for being so abrupt and irrational If you want, meet me at my room later. If not, see you tomorrow" and with that he left the square.

---

On the way back to the dorm, after taking several wrong turns and reorientating himself in this city with the map he memorized he managed to work out another way back to the school. On the way he saw somebody he knew being attacked. Haru was his named and... that nun from his nightmares! He ran over screaming,
"Hey, leave him alone!" but the attacker took no noticed. She looked like she was a little crazy. he wanted to leave it, too much has happened today, he was hardly holding it together. he mentally kicked himself when something for some reason compelled him to act. A bin was rusty on his boltes. He tried hi hardest to get that thing lose with his powers. Finally, with a jolt it came lose. He threw it at the would be attacker. Sverre looked in almost-horror when she dodged it... into the window? He lifted a rock in a similar fashion that linked a public garden as she reemerged but she did it again. She wouldn't stop moving in and out of the windows, what's going on. He backed up, looking confused. He looked around, the place wasn't very crowded at all. He couldn't believe that he was about to do this in public, hell he wasn't even sure if this spell worked, he's never tried it before, henever had a reason to stop somebody moving.
"You study this Sverre" he muttered to himself.
While the crazy woman was still attacking Haru and the nun, he crushed another rock into a powder. Her got out one of the laminated sheets from his back and copied the design, drawing it with his powers using the dust. When the patter was complete he stood in, taking a ball of the dust from the crushed rock in his left hand. He recited, hoping to anything that he doesn't get caught:

"Dette støvet var fra stein bundet til jorden.
Av dette støvet så skal du være bundet!"

He threw the dust in his hand and used his telekinesis to make sure it his the girl attacking Haru, Sverre looked on with trepidation to see if it worked. The nun gave an odd look at Sverre, as if she knew what he said. Did she speak Norwegian? Oh God no, DID SHE KNOW HE CASTE A SPELL!?

[Yuno]

Nyanko hadn't really been pre-occupied with Sylus as she walked, yes, she'd been fiddling with her phone but that was mostly because she didn't really know what to talk about with Sverre. She already knew she'd screwed up by straightening his shirt; she felt bad about that, this kid has a list of issues longer than her hair and she'd just had to straighten that shirt. She was chiding herself even as they walked and he began to spew his average, teenage questioning of the universe at her. Everytime she moved to respond to one of the things he'd said she found him on an entirely new and unreasonable line of questioning. Finally, she settled for nodding and looking sympathetic. She could tell it wasn't really working, he was getting more worked up and irritated with her for not having an answer. How do you answer questions like these? Nyanko struggled with reading, let alone these deep questions that often lacked answers. Finally they reached the stands and Nyanko was looking about for what she wanted. Then she felt it, a subtle tug at her mind, she'd felt this mind before. She turned in a circle her gaze leaving Sverre. Then she saw him; he'd saved Aidan earlier she turned pushing through the crowd as he smiled at her and waved turning to stroll off. She managed to push out of the crowd finally and she turned back to keep an eye on Sverre. He was gone. Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out scanning it quickly. "Oh (please do not swear). I'm such a failure at this whole welcoming thing." she turned noticing he'd disappeared. She stopped at a stand getting two hot dogs and a water before she strolled off into the warehouse district after him. She already knew where he'd be. She might as well wait comfortably.

***

Nyanko walked onto the roof swishing water around in her mouth. She was a bit covered in dust at this point, apparently nobody had used this place in a very long time. She looked up to see him leaned over the railing. He turned smiling at her, "Hey there Teni."
She moved forward to lean over the rail with him, "Hey Kurozuma."
They stood in silence, both thinking something different and appreciating the sunset in a different way from a different place. Finally, she broke the silence. "I thought you were dead."
"No you didn't. You still wear that jacket. You didn't really think I was gone."
"You've been watching me?"
"No. I just know from your face. You were just done with us. That's all."
She was quiet at that her hand running against the rail as she watched the sun sinking.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome, Nyanko."
"Watauru, what's this all about. Big Spider didn't attack espers before."
"New leader. He's been using"
She cut him off, "Your name. I know. What are we doing about it?"
He turned to walk off his small black spider tattoo shimmering in the twilight. "There's still a we?"
She turned to look at him her green eyes glistening in the light.
"Are you coming?" he said holding the door to the roof open.
"No. I'm going to watch the sun sink."
He nodded as if all that had to be communicated had. When she turned to look again he was gone. She followed the dusty path his footsteps had left all the way down the stairs and back out into the street.

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(OOC: The rune spell cast by Garasu is actually meant to make people not even want to go into the area and prevent them from walking in. Although he hasn't read this yet, I'm ruling that because he didn't say that with the spell and that the same thing level of mental disturbance that makes it dangerous for telepaths to enter his mind also protects him from the runes mentally affecting him. Despite this, he cannot enter the area they are in. He can only fire objects in. These objects also stands as much of a chance to hit Haru or Index as Garasu.)

Index let out a shriek of fear as the rock hurtled towards Haru and Garasu. She turned to look at Sverre and noticed a line of blood trickling from his nose. Her eyes widened at this. She ran forward to the barrier waving her hands like crazy, "Don't use magic! Don't use magic!" Her arms waved like a windmill, and now that she mentioned it, Sverre felt a little off since casting the spell. Haru turned towards Garasu still in the poor fighting stance, "You aren't going to touch Index. I won't let you. Over my dead body." he turned charging towards her only to watch her dodge into the reflective surface and then out towards Index. It was lucky that the moment Garasu had done this Haru spun and ran towards Index catching Garasu off guard with a well placed smack to the shoulder. He looked at the reflective surface and ran towards the projectile Sverre had sent in. He dragged Index towards it and lifted it up hurling it at one of the windows shattering it. He turned back towards Garasu, "This is crazy. Index didn't cause whoever to die. Index wouldn't hurt a fly." Index nodded from behind Haru, "I didn't kill anyone. I'm sorry for your loss. The church would be happy to take you in."

[Edzilla]

Realizing how dull the day might be if he simply stayed in the flat, Will decided to contact someone. Deciding that last night might’ve affected Aidan poorly, he opened his phone to text him, before remembering he didn’t have the number. Trawling through a few social networking sites, he managed to find the boys number. He began to type out a friendly text, wondering how to reach out to the stranger child.

Hiya Aidan

This is Will, from yesterday; I hope anti-skill treated you ok.
Perhaps you’d like to meet up, I know getting attacked in this city can make you feel a bit vulnerable. I know a place that does good coffee, called River, maybe you’d like to join me.

He sent the text, hoping he’d found the right number, before grabbing his wallet and keys and heading out.

He visited the café a lot. Indeed, it was his favorite place to read, the tea was pretty good to, although the place was rarely filled. Right now, there were just another group of four people, sitting on sofas and talking of unimportant things.

Will opted to sit down next to the window, lying backwards on his chair. He wondered how Sverre had coped. Aidan was quirky, but the Norwegian was another level of strange. He doubted visiting Anti Skill would do him good.
His thoughts drifted briefly to the girl he’d met last night, Mitsuko, although there wasn’t really much to think.

A waiter came by an he ordered a plain tea, he drank a lot of it, filling in his own stereotypes as British. As time went by, he began to wonder if Aidan would actually turn up, or indeed, if he was okay. It mattered little though, as Will was perfectly content to spend the day watching people walk by through the window.

[jinx]

As Jinx noticed the boy using magic he decided to step in before it got out of hand,tossing his donut shaped rock into the air one more time,he stepped forward,grabbed the stone mid flight and threw it at a window,shattering it.
"Anyone who fights now will die" he yelled,his social skills making him overly abrupt causing him to not waste a word on calming anyone down.

He summoned a sharp daggerlike object* out of ice while his eyes took a very serious look,quickly alternating inbetween all 4 of his possible opponents.
While summoning the dagger in one hand he summoned 2 small rocks in his other,throwing them at the windows closest to him.
Jinx started to walk to his opponents,it seemed as if his feet hovered slightly above the ground,such was the silence of each step.

"So then,what will you do" he said,reffering to neither and yet all of em at the same time.
"Nun,come with me,white kid,you aswell,Father will have the two of you"
He looked over to the Haru and said with a calm,almost creepy tone: "Father has no interest in you,go die"
After that he looked at Garasu and said with the same tone: "I will deal with you later,go away,it is you who stole her powers and killed her,you shall die."

He witheld a small laugh as he realised what he just said,he had no idea what he meant,nor who the one was whose powers were 'stolen', it must've been a flaw that was left in him from when he was in there,in that,terri...no,he didnt want to think about that,he feared that place and the numerous other places in his Father's house,he shall do what was asked of him,he won't go in there again.

* the dagger in question: wiki.guildwars2.com/wiki/File:Tear_of_Grenth.jpg

[Kyoretsuna/Senmei]

Things weren’t exactly going as Garasu had expected. A fourth person had somehow breached the runes though at least this one hadn’t actually stepped past the barrier. She turned to the boy dressed in black while attempting stay close to Haru and Index. “I don’t know who you are but there is no way that I’m going to let you take this girl. I can’t let what happened before happen again and if the wrong people get their hands on this sister I know that exactly that would happen.”

She turned towards Index briefly with a weary look in her eyes. “I realize you didn’t kill Shikaku, And It’s not that I think you deserve to die, but the knowledge in your head could ruin so many lives if the wrong people get their hands on it, I can’t afford to let you live, I can’t let it happen to another person, I just can’t. I’m sorry.”

Garasu began to cast the second spell she had memorized. At first nobody noticed the glowing runes appearing in the windows up above on the buildings. This spell, like her first required runes for control, however, unlike the last spell in which the runes also provided the energy for the spell, this spell drew its power directly from the caster. As Garasu placed the final rune above, a pentagram with runes circling around it appeared around her. The pentagram glowed blue and had a radius of seven feet with seven interior circles of runes. Index recognized the spell as a replica of an ancient Judeo-Christian holy spell known as a “Sweep”. The spell was known as the wrath of God, and its original form was known to be wielded by Angels and capable of leveling entire cities. The Replica that Garasu was now casting did not even nearly approach that level of power, but it would still be enough to destroy a city block or two.

Blood began to trickle from Garasu’s mouth. And various cuts began to appear on her body. But she ignored them and began to chant the targeting subroutine of the spell.

With a concerned look Index shouted at Garasu “Espers shouldn’t use magic, the spells and powers don’t mix well! You’ll kill yourself!”

Haru attempted to touch the runes around Index with his hand but there wasn’t any affect, the spell continued. Apparently it was Garasu or her runes that were the actual spell’s source.

A smaller set of runes began to appear at the feet of Index and Jinx. Garasu was becoming pale, and as a magic circle appeared seventy feet in the sky above her she coughed up gout of blood. She was by now bleeding from multiple cuts along her arms and legs. It was quickly becoming clear that she wasn’t going to survive casting the spell.

Garasu looked at Jinx “The spell is targeted now. I don’t know who you are but I doubt you have anyone’s best interests here at heart with the way you are talking. I’ve set the spell to continue targeting you so long as you stay within four blocks of your present position I’d start running if I were you, killing me won’t stop this.” She turned to Index and Haru “Haru was it? You’re not a target, and I doubt even you will be able to block this spell with that hand of yours; this whole area is going to go up in fire and brimstone shortly. As long you get away from Index you should be ok. Index, I really am sorry… I don’t think you deserve this, but you’re a bomb just waiting to go off in this city and I don’t see any other way. I wasn’t planning to die for this, the man didn’t tell me about that, but I couldn’t stop this spell now even if I want to. If I have to die to prevent what happened to my friend from happening again I won’t flinch from it, not for a second.”

Haru glared at Garasu. “I don’t buy it. You say there’s no way to protect everyone without hurting Index, I’m not going to believe that. There’s got to be some other way, a way where everyone comes out smiling and happy. There’s no reason you or Index should have to die, and if you think that’s the case than I’m going to start by breaking that illusion!” On saying this Haru charged Garasu with a determined look in his eyes.

Garasu’s eyes widened as he charged, she hadn’t expected him to go on the offensive. Haru led with his right fist in a punch that wasn’t exactly gentle, but at least wasn’t his full strength. Still, it landed hard enough on her jaw that she was knocked stumbling back about five feet. As his fist collided a piercing sound similar to when he had grabbed the sword earlier on resounded. The various runes in the windows flashed and disappeared, and the magic circles in the sky, around Index/Jinx, and surrounding Haru and Garasu faded from view. Garasu collapsed to her hands and knees trembling. “I failed, I still wasn’t strong enough to save anyone it’s going to happen all over again” She began to cry.



“You think that everyone can come
out of this happy!? That’s a nice thought, but I know that there’s no way that’s
true. Just look at what happens!” at this she waved her hand at the nearby
building and various pieces of Shikaku’s life began to appear in the windows that
hadn’t been shattered by the runes and stones. The day she lost her sight
completely, the times she’d scolded Garasu for her preening herself in front of
a mirror. The time spent in classes, gentle smiles and laughter were visible. Though
no sound was present, then the images all coalesced into a single large image across
the buildings surface. Now the image showed the tubes pumping chemicals into
Shikaku’s unconscious head while test equipment monitored her rising power
levels.  The scream as her eyes opened
and the cold faced scientists clutched their heads and collapsed, the silence
as Shikaku fell unconscious again. The pained look on Shikaku’s face as she
died holding somebody’s hand.



Now Garasu was sobbing “That’s what
happens” she whispered

[t⊗theark]

Sveere's vision blurred a little after casting the spell, he felt a little nauseous, unbalances and weak. He lifted a few morerocks bu now he couldn't tell the difference between the figures in the distance from his fading in-out vision. He couldn't even see if his spell had stopped her from moving. The nun waved her arms and yearned him to stop casting magic. Some bloke come onto the scene after he casted the spell too, Asking him to come see his farther?

Suddenly, what Sverre recognized at post-pagan pentagrams appeared glow a blueish tinge on th walls on the buildings. After a while, there were similar symbols in the sky. Sverre was using this time to keep himself together. He wanted to run towards them but something seemed to be stopping him. He couldn't bring himself to go charging. The blue runes began to fade again.He called out to Haru,
"Are you okay? Are you safe?" He felt a little better after they did. His off feeling seemed to be remedied, he could pay closer attention to the man who had called to him. Sverre kept his eyes down as usual when meeting a new person. He softy mumbled,
"What do you want with me? I don't want to go."