Morimune High School RP

"Huh. I'd have thought you would have been raised to be distrusting given your situation."

Remembering the exact situation with Kyrio, he looked down, "...Yeah, but I have always reminded myself that distrusting people just as you meet them...you'll miss out on their best qualities."

"That's certainly true." he said. "Still, I think that telling someone you barely know something that could potentially endanger your life goes outside of that."

"Regardless, I can certainly understand wanting to give people the benefit of the doubt. I do it more often then I'd like to admit, myself."

edited 30th May '12 7:48:03 PM by Speedchesser

"...Yeah, I acted kind of like an idiot, didn't I? Well, Suzuki, it was nice meeting you here."

Matthew rather liked this business, traveling about and making friends.

"Same." Suzuki replied. Briefly checking the clock on his phone, he said, "My brother should be here soon. See you around."

With that, he gave a friendly wave and began walking off. From the looks of things, his time at Morimune was about to get... interesting.

As he left, a man walked up to Matthew and said, "I believe I heard mention of a Holy Artifact. Why not simply hand it over to me? Will certainly get it out of your hair." Smirking to show vampiric canines, the man seemed cocky and smug with the knowledge he was an assassin of the lower court.

Matthew was unaffected, "No, I do not think I'd like to saddle your court with a burden like this. The Lance's power might turn you all to ash or something equally bad."

The man's smirk left his face and he backed away slightly in shock, How has this boy learned I am from the lower court? Why is he so damned calm? "Who...are you?"

Matthew smiled and offered a hand, "Matthew Streika, nice to meet you."

The shock turned to full on fear. The Archangel. The slayer of both Kinrik and Rakoul. He who struck down creatures vastly more powerful than one mere assassin. Backing away from Matthew, he began to try to say something, anything. This boy was a monster, a horrible thing that would kill him without a thought.

As he ran outside and into the alleyway, Matthew was suddenly behind him and slammed him face first into the wall, "What is Ein planning? What is he doing tonight? Tell me, or I might misapply my strength."

Forcing the vampire's mouth open by yanking his head back by the hair, Matthew slammed him into the wall again, smashing his fangs into the stone. Crying in pain, the vampire answered, "...He's...planning...to take the girl...tonight. Hired me...to kill you, Rhyme, and everyone else who would interfere."

Matthew now spoke in a cold tone, "I see." He couldn't let this one away, not when he could kill others on orders from other masters. He threw the assassin into the middle of the alleyway and the man barely had time to scream.

Walking out of the alleyway, Matthew gulped, a little sick. Despite that the vampires of the lower court were almost invariably sadistic psychopaths, he still felt a little bad about executing that one. He had barely known what he was getting himself into.

A person watched as the vampire's corpse turned to dust, and sighed, "It was cruel of me not to tell him he was signing on to fight Matthew Streika...but it was so fun to see how he reacted."

Said person was one of Ein's demons, and as some people walked by the alleyway, he vanished into thin air.

edited 31st May '12 7:56:39 PM by NickTheSwing

Meanwhile, it seemed something was following after Rhyme, and something else was following Yuki...

Meanwhile, a really strange looking girl, sporting just a pair of slightly torn off jeans, running shoes and a bandage covering her breasts, went into the institute. "Sure, I had to mess up the address and end up in the city dumpster, about to be shredded with the garbage..." Then looked down and stomped the ground, like if hitting somebody under the surface. "I hope you're happy down there, you jerk! Good thing you were never BORN!" The young demonish girl went into the institute with a paper envelope that said "Morimune Uniform Petition. Saikano Tsukime, Freshman."

edited 27th Jun '12 10:32:05 PM by RESP

Where had Yuki been all day? Not in classes, as one might expect of even a super-powered teenager. And if she wasn't with Rhyme during the break, it must be something pretty substantial. Whilst sitting through a lecture on some odd piece of math, she'd felt a compulsion to head to the school library. Once there she headed straight for a dark, forgotten corner of the room and.. sat down.

What proceeded was a rush of energy - from her fingertips to her mind itself. Something powerful was trying to communicate, she thought. It ended up being the stupid old guy who'd put her into her current situation. Fastfowarding through some monologuing and exposition, the conversation was basically centered around Yuki needing to become more directly attuned to her powers. That last fight had ended well enough, but more powerful foes awaited. Over the course of a few hours Yuki sat meditating; she got all sorts of mental images of powers she was supposed to be able to access.

One thing the spirit told her stuck in her mind more than the rest, "Only you can choose your form.."

By the time Yuki snapped out of it the day had worn on. And her lolita outfit had somehow gotten itself scorched. That being the case she'd quickly headed to the gym, where she stashed a spare set of clothes. So when the magical girl emerged from Morimune High, she wore jeans, a baggy hoodie over an ill-fitting t-shirt, and athletic shoes. Her purple hair was tied back in a tomboy's ponytail, and from a distance she kind of looked like a guy.

"Maybe I'll get something to munch on," she thought aloud, then pulled out her cell and dialed Rhyme's number. Probably should apologize for disappearing all day after all.

Tsukime bumped into the tomboyish looking girl when she was heading to the school after she managed to get of a hole in the bushes she wint into just because she wasn´t paying attention to her surroundings. "Ow! Geez, I really need to fix that..."

Yuki relfexivley took a step back as she steadied herself after the girl bumped into her. All these people trying to kill her or capture her or whatever were keeping her on edge. Without a steadying influence like Rhyme present, she was a little more easily rattled.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that," she remarked, looking at the girl and speaking with a masculine tone, "You okay?"

Tsukime took a while to check on the person in front of her. She wandered if s/he looks at her and thinks on something like "demon acolite" or "exorcise her now!" like it had happened. Of course, nobody had ever being serious on that... she giggles thinking on the priest that tried to "exorcise" her with rotten fruit... then she sweatdrops when she remember the lots of bones she broke of his body because of that. She looks at Yuki and stands up clearing herself. "I'm fine, thanks. I just got distracted..." She puts her best smile, hoping the person she was talking wouldn't noticed the trash smell on her body.

Rhyme blinked and looked down at her phone as it rang. Hitting the button and levitating it next to her ear, she uttered a quick "Hello? Rhyme Solei."

As Yuki left the school, it seemed something was watching her from afar, a dark, definitely demonic presence.

Almost like it was trying to goad her on to try and seek it out.

"As long as you're okay," Yuki responded, then heard Rhyme pick up on the other end of the line. Simultaneously the magical girl felt that dark presence observing her and shuddered. These demonic things just couldn't give her a break, could they?

"Rhyme-chan, hey! It's Yuki... sorry about not being around today. I had to... um... consult with my elders?" she explained, sighing as the words didn't feel quite right, "Where are you right now?"

She then lowered the phone long enough to stare up at the sky and mutter, "Don't feel like falling into a trap right now... but might not have a choice."

Tsukime looks at Yuki, a bit confused for her saying. "Huh? Trap? Wha?..." Then she just thinks a bit... Great, he probably thinks I'm a bait about to lead him into a trap... And probably thinks I'm a bad bait because I don't look convincingly human... FML!

It looked like six odd floating dolls with creepily life like faces and bodies floated into view, and their mouths slid open with a crack like splintering bone, and red energy gathered. Six beams suddenly raced at Tsukime.

Tsukine heared the crack and looked at the dools firing at her. She might be clumsy in normal situations, but with her life at risk, she lost no time and jumped away the line of fire. "What in tarnation?!"

"Oh, you don't like my dolls? People say a grown person shouldn't be playing with them...I violently disagreed."

It looked like an older teen walked out of a building, black hair extending down to cover his left eye. At a first glance, gender would be quite difficult to tell. The fairly androgynous voice did no favors to this.

"Wh—"

Rhyme stared at her phone. Yuki hadn't hung up, and she could hear something coming from it—

A cold feeling settled into the pit of her stomach.

"Yuki-chan! Where are you?" Her voice was deceptively calm.

Tsukime was really surprised by the sudden appearance. Great, I haven't signed in yet and things go weird without me being the source... I knew this place was stupid. Tsukime just thought a bit and decided that maybe her fame could come in handy. She stood up and looked at him with her cold, bicolor eyes. "Why are you attacking the Queen of Chaos in plain sight? You should know better I'm not up for this shenanigans..." She managed to keep herself really serious, expecting to at least inspire respect on the sudden arrival.

He just motioned and said, "Now, my dolls, Justice Formation."

They took a strange formation in the sky and fired down a huge green blast at the "Queen of Chaos". It was evident whoever this was did not feel like playing around.

Things were already getting frenetic, so she took no qualms and rushed into the person that was ordering the attacks, going with all her blunt force at her fist.

He grabbed her fist in an iron vice grip, mainly due to his demonic steel skin capability.

He pointed his left middle finger at her, a smile growing on his face as a red energy began gathering in front of his hand, consolidating into an orb, turning larger and larger.

Tsukime saw it and she felt really in a pinch... for at least 5 seconds when she decided to bit his left hand, getting her face a bit scorched of the energy sphere near her.