Muttering something about how he was going to regret this, Jeran tackled the girl.
A brace of cinnamon rolls held firmly in his hand, Repp dodges past some commotion occurring in the cafeteria, trotting out onto the patio - recent scene of some commotion itself, and begins the quick jaunt back down to the lake on foot.
A small dog like creature resembling a stuffed animal made of multicolor patchwork runs up to Kim, making barking noises.
"Nooo! The bad things are gone now! Don't hurt her!"
A little human girl in a well worn dress runs after the dog.
At her commands, the dog backs off, but in her running, the little girl's worn out shoes slip on the wet cobblestone streets, and she falls, banging knees and elbows with a shrill yell.
The dog thing runs back to her, trying to help, the girl stays on the ground, crying and clutching her scraped knee.
Kim stood there when the dog thing approached. her arms up as if to protect her face from a possible attack.
but she hears another girl's voice. slowly she lowers her hands. noticing the other girl crying. there is a slight hesitation, as Kim is unsure what to do. I know mommy, OK, I'll ask Kim seems to be talking to nobody. she sets her teddy bear on the ground next to her, and she goes over to the girl, and gets on her knees next to her.
are you hurt? she asks a touch of fear in her voice.
Vickory uses her lightning fast reflexes to attempt to counter the girls spell with a greater dispel.
Then she attempts to dispel the enchantment on the girl.
"Restless. I almost miss grading papers," she said with a wry smile. "Enforced idleness does not suit me."
"I could still give you assignments to grade, if you'd like. Would save me some time." Tyrrin replied, her amused smirk not yet fading, and there's the barest glance at Salis. "I see that you're not wholly without diversion, though." Tyrrin adds with a knowing look in her eyes.
Sil sighs, then shouts after the runaways "Cowards! Thought you were made of better stuff!"
He then goes back inside the cafe, going back to Asha and Pyry. "Don't think they'll bother you again"
Watching Vai leave, off to get breakfast, Ardiente gets an idea, a bit of a strange one, which conjures up a sly smile. "Alright, you're right. I'll be right back." he says, a light kiss placed right on Raelle's lips, warm and comforting, before Ardiente turns and takes a few quick steps and leaps into the air, assuming his red/orange bird form, shot through with a distinct purple reminder that he wasn't pure blooded. The Firebird swoops over the serving tables, dipping down just at the right moment as if he were hunting, and snatching up a few bits of food, earning shouts of dismay from others waiting patiently in line.His mission finished, Ardiente wheels back to join Raelle...
As upset and worried as she is, she can't help but smile at his display of aerial acrobatics as he retrieved breakfast. He really did have the prettiest plumage...
He starts laughing at a few of her choicest insults
"Ha! I know, right?" He says in infernal, or abyssal whichever was being used.
"She is possessed...and it's pissed!" he says in common with a kind of weird glee.
"Umm, just choke her till she passes out. That usually works." he says to Jeran.
The little girl just nods, tears streaming down her face.
Of course, she is just a little girl after all. A scraped knee is nothing to scoff at...
The little girl just nods, tears streaming down her face.
Of course, she is just a little girl after all. A scraped knee is nothing to scoff at...
Kim simply looks at the little girl. My mom would kiss the scrape and make the pain go away, i could do that, alright? Kim asks as she looks at the scrape.
One arm gripped by Casseus, the other by Jeran, while Tryko'Sam seems to be caught in the middle of acting, perhaps even considering knocking the girl unconscious... Casseus' words do seem to ring true, but he holds off.
Vickory's spell goes off, and flows on and around the girl, clearly unaffected by the effort of her weaving. Clearly this isn't some paltry caster.
The girl laughs at Vickory's efforts and says, "Fools! Your magics are pathetic! I'll devour this girl's soul unless you release me, immediately!"
Tryko'Sam tenses up, not wishing to put anyone's soul at risk, but if someone looks his way, it's clear he's thinking-- or maybe looking else where.
"Restless. I almost miss grading papers," she said with a wry smile. "Enforced idleness does not suit me.""I could still give you assignments to grade, if you'd like. Would save me some time." Tyrrin replied, her amused smirk not yet fading, and there's the barest glance at Salis. "I see that you're not wholly without diversion, though." Tyrrin adds with a knowing look in her eyes.
"Not entirely, no," she agreed with a smile, taking Salis's hand. "But he has classes to teach himself and I have to spend whole hours left to my own devices," she added with fake drama, then laughed.
"Feel free to give me those papers, and other than first period I'm probably good to go back to work...I just have to get official approval first. I'll talk to the Headmaster about it today and hopefully by tomorrow at the latest I'll be back on the job," she said optimistically.
"Ha! B*@$%~&!! If you could you would have already! Is the incense getting to you buddy?" he says mocking the being in the girl. "He's full of s#~%...it doesn't work that way." he says to the others
One arm gripped by Casseus, the other by Jeran, while Tryko'Sam seems to be caught in the middle of acting, perhaps even considering knocking the girl unconscious... Casseus' words do seem to ring true, but he holds off.
Vickory's spell goes off, and flows on and around the girl, clearly unaffected by the effort of her weaving. Clearly this isn't some paltry caster.
The girl laughs at Vickory's efforts and says, "Fools! Your magics are pathetic! I'll devour this girl's soul unless you release me, immediately!"
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Tryko'Sam tenses up, not wishing to put anyone's soul at risk, but if someone looks his way, it's clear he's thinking-- or maybe looking else where.
"She's lying," he confirmed through gritted teeth. She wasn't strong, but she was squirmy, and her colorful language was making him a bit uncomfortable. He was pretty sure most of those things were anatomically impossible.
The scratch is nothing a bandaid pad won't fix.
The dog thing eyes her with black and white, plastic looking(yet still moving) eyes, as she patches up the girl.
The little girl sniffs and sits up.
"Thank you... my name is Trista. What's yours?"
Even more colorful profanity flows out of the 'innocent' girl's mouth.
Sil sighs, then shouts after the runaways "Cowards! Thought you were made of better stuff!"
He then goes back inside the cafe, going back to Asha and Pyry. "Don't think they'll bother you again"
"They sure ran away fast...what did you say to them?" she asked, curious.
Even more colorful profanity flows out of the 'innocent' girl's mouth.
The scratch is nothing a bandaid pad won't fix.
The dog thing eyes her with black and white, plastic looking(yet still moving) eyes, as she patches up the girl.
The little girl sniffs and sits up.
"Thank you... my name is Trista. What's yours?"
Kim looks at the girl and helps her get up.
she goes over to get her teddy which appears to now be on the other side of the street.
There you are, silly bear. My name is Kim she says in response to the question.
"Well if the point was to devour her soul, then why haven't you done so? Besides, better for her to die here then go be a torture toy for monster like you."
Vickory takes her time and tries once more to dispel the enchantment.
As upset and worried as she is, she can't help but smile at his display of aerial acrobatics as he retrieved breakfast. He really did have the prettiest plumage...
Too late did Ardiente realize the flaw with his plan... whatever he was holding in his talons would shift to his feet when he transformed into his other form.
::Whoops, didn't think that through. Could you take these for a second please?:: Ardiente sends to Raelle, moving in close to over in front of her, creating something of a small localized windstorm with the required wing beats to stay hovering. He offers the food in his talons to Raelle - burnt toast and a few slices of charred ham.
"Well if the point was to devour her soul, then why haven't you done so? Besides, better for her to die here then go be a torture toy for monster like you."
Vickory takes her time and tries once more to dispel the enchantment.
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This time the spell strikes true--
The Enchantment goes away, instantly, and along with it, the Arcane Mark on her chest, right after the Comprehend Languages fading into the universe as it's unraveled.
The girl passes out, as whatever was in her, evacuates her body. She's breathing though, held by both of the males there.
Tryko'Sam says, "Did you fix it? Was that a knock out spell or something? Tattoo is gone."
"I am Kiara, and the imp is Loki," she said with a small smile, "I apologize for his actions, generally he's not this chaotic."
'Pleased to meet you, Kiara and Loki. I wouldn't worry about him being a bit of a prankster. As long as he's not drafting up contracts to steal your soul I think you're fine.' Ehos replies, still a bit of mirth in his eyes, obviously not terribly serious. He does glance in the direction of the commotion outside when it occurs, but seeing others rush in that direction, turns his attention back to.
'I'm gonna go sit back with my girl, thanks again goo-guy.' Ehos says with a bright smile.
"Not entirely, no," she agreed with a smile, taking Salis's hand. "But he has classes to teach himself and I have to spend whole hours left to my own devices," she added with fake drama, then laughed.
"Feel free to give me those papers, and other than first period I'm probably good to go back to work...I just have to get official approval first. I'll talk to the Headmaster about it today and hopefully by tomorrow at the latest I'll be back on the job," she said optimistically.
"Have you make significant progress with your... ahem... passenger?" Tyrrin asks, curious. She knew that she had left that to the side momentarily, but it had been a very busy week.
Vickory looks at Tryko, "It was a dispel. She no longer has a spell on her, of course that means she no longer has the spell to understand languages either. She probably is unconscious from having been possessed with that other entity's sudden disappearance."
As upset and worried as she is, she can't help but smile at his display of aerial acrobatics as he retrieved breakfast. He really did have the prettiest plumage...Too late did Ardiente realize the flaw with his plan... whatever he was holding in his talons would shift to his feet when he transformed into his other form.
::Whoops, didn't think that through. Could you take these for a second please?:: Ardiente sends to Raelle, moving in close to over in front of her, creating something of a small localized windstorm with the required wing beats to stay hovering. He offers the food in his talons to Raelle - burnt toast and a few slices of charred ham.
Raelle reached out and took the food from him so he could change back.
"You know you're going to get into trouble if you make a habit of that...you're still getting a few glares for line-cutting."
"Yeah, it's gone..." he says
"Somebody mind telling me why the f@+% this just happened?"
Vickory looks at Tryko, "It was a dispel. She no longer has a spell on her, of course that means she no longer has the spell to understand languages either. She probably is unconscious from having been possessed with that other entity's sudden disappearance."
Looking Vickory over, then back to Casseus, Tryko'Sam says, "I'm gonna go make sure those guys who had her prisoner-- stop."
That said, he looks around briefly and says, stepping backwards, "You got it from here, dude?" to Jeran.
"Like I said to Tybalt, if I'm not back in a few days-- come find me? I hope." Looks like he's about to walk off, or something else.
Once she was unconscious Jeran let go of her, relieved to be able to put some distance between himself and this crazy girl.
"So if the spell is gone, does that mean this possession thing won't happen again?"
Vickory ignores Rex and starts examining the girl, at least till the nurse takes over. Vickory clearly has at least a little first aid skill.
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She gives Tryko a trinket with an etched picture of Vickory on it. "If you're close enough I can talk through this. Well I have to initiate the talking, but still. What area are you headed to?"
Sil chuckles "I offered to be friends. Course, I also named dropped my sister, Jai, which had its typical affect."
"OK."
She smiles.
Having been a bit distracted, she doesn't notice the bear move.
"Oh. This is Mikayla."
She picks up the dog and presents it to Kim with a smile.
Vickory looks at Tryko, "It was a dispel. She no longer has a spell on her, of course that means she no longer has the spell to understand languages either. She probably is unconscious from having been possessed with that other entity's sudden disappearance."Looking Vickory over, then back to Casseus, Tryko'Sam says, "I'm gonna go make sure those guys who had her prisoner-- stop."
That said, he looks around briefly and says, stepping backwards, "You got it from here, dude?" to Jeran.
"Like I said to Tybalt, if I'm not back in a few days-- come find me? I hope." Looks like he's about to walk off.
"Wait...what is going on with this? Is there something I can do to help? I mean, I can't take off for days at a time...I have to show up for patrols, but hours...well, I can manage hours. It wouldn't be the first time I'd skipped class."
Sil chuckles "I offered to be friends. Course, I also named dropped my sister, Jai, which had its typical affect."
"They ran away because you mentioned your sister?" she asked, confused.
Looks back and forth between Tryko and Jeran, then draws his huge revolver and loads rounds into it.
"Wow. Dude I'm WAY in. I hate cultists. They kill and scrape just to get the sttention of a being who wouldn't piss on them to put out a fire. You can't cure that level of stupid."
Raelle reached out and took the food from him so he could change back.
"You know you're going to get into trouble if you make a habit of that...you're still getting a few glares for line-cutting."
"I think I have a good excuse this morning." Ardiente says seriously, back in his humanoid form, gratefully taking back the food from Raelle.
"Alright, let's go. I can walk and eat just fine." Ardiente says, nodding as he begins to munch on the delicious charred toast.
Looks back and forth between Tryko and Jeran, then draws his huge revolver and loads rounds into it.
"Wow. Dude I'm WAY in. I hate cultists. They kill and scrape just to get the sttention of a being who wouldn't piss on them to put out a fire. You can't cure that level of stupid."
The nurse in the Infirmary gets agitated at the sight of the revolver and moves towards Casseus.
"Young sir, you are NOT to bring lethal weaponry into this ..of all places! Holster that /right/ now, or I will have you in detention."
She sounds serious. Infirmary after all.
She gives Tryko a trinket with an etched picture of Vickory on it. "It won't register as magic or anything other then a trinket. No connection to me until I make one. Good for black operations. The range is limited, but if you get caught or stuck, as long as you have this, I can see what it sees and speak through it."
Vickory isn't asking but certainly looks like she's asking to go.
Initially smirking at the 'gift', the smirk fades as he takes the trinket from Vickory, he frowns holding it gingerly, "Say.. what? It's a communication device?" He seems to consider it in a fashion one might a viper, especially after her dead pan description of what it can do. "I ... don't know if this is wise. It's far away from the school, if that's what you meant."
"Wait...what is going on with this? Is there something I can do to help? I mean, I can't take off for days at a time...I have to show up for patrols, but hours...well, I can manage hours. It wouldn't be the first time I'd skipped class."
Pausing a moment, Tryko'Sam seems to consider Jeran, adding, "I could ...wait, and explain, I suppose. But if these ass hats are a threat now-- might be a bad idea. I think it's a cult."
He looks torn though, weighing some option in his mind. Clearly something Jeran said just now triggers the thought.
Looks back and forth between Tryko and Jeran, then draws his huge revolver and loads rounds into it.
"Wow. Dude I'm WAY in. I hate cultists. They kill and scrape just to get the attention of a being who wouldn't piss on them to put out a fire. You can't cure that level of stupid."
Tryko'Sam lifts an eyebrow at the hefted weapon, and adds, "Uh... okay. That's crazy big. We should ... slow down and talk this through. No half cocked stuff here."
Glancing back at the unconscious girl, he then seems to relax a touch adding, "So long as she's okay-- and safe, that's key here." His priority made clear.
As the conversation at the table was not yet addressing Vai's sudden departure, Fei's attention split between there and a quick survey of the rest of the Cafeteria. He briefly spotted a familiar face he had not seen for some time. Unfortunately, as he was about to excuse himself to go talk to Jeran, something happened outside, and the lycan had taken off at speed, coming back in only in passing with an apparently injured person over his shoulder.
Guessing that he was heading for the Infirmary, Fei bows apologetically to the others and says "I must excuse myself - there appears to have been an injury outside that I may need to assist with. May your mornings be bright." (=^-^=)
He makes his way for a side exit to intercept Jeran when...
During the exchange with the Lycans and the subsequent arrival of Silinrul, Rena herself has wandered off - perhaps distracted by something on the far end of the cafeteria, away from the action (and the mean Lycans).
It is towards a rather Perfect young man that she is drawn. Everything about him screamed beauty and symmetry and perfection. She just wanted to touch him.
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Fei will see a young winged woman - school aged and dressed in a tight fitting top and a rather short skirt, with her hip-length blue-white hair flowing fully around her in thick locks - approaching him with a joyful smile on her face. It's only by the grace of Fei's ability to read people and his ability to react that tells him that she's going to reach out to touch him, meeting his eyes...
The young monk notes that this woman is purposefully moving to intercept him. He has no idea why she means to make actual contact with him, and her expression would not seem to indicate that she had anything to do with the injured person.
He gracefully adjusts his own movement, stepping smoothly to the side almost as if tracing a half-orbit around her to maintain their distance for a few more seconds. As he does so, he bows respectfully to her.
"Good morning, miss....is there something I may help you with? Are you a friend of the injured woman that was just here?"
"OK."
She smiles.
Having been a bit distracted, she doesn't notice the bear move.
"Oh. This is Mikayla."
She picks up the dog and presents it to Kim with a smile.
Kim smiles and goes to pet the dog, it gives a growl to Kim sensing something about Kim that is unnatural.
Kim backs her hand away maybe he doesn't like me
Kim has both the haunted oracle curse but she is also possessed by the spirit (ghost) of her mother and they co-exist in the same body. the dog senses Kim's mother's ghost with her.
also Kim is half celestial but that shouldn't make the dog growl
Looks back and forth between Tryko and Jeran, then draws his huge revolver and loads rounds into it.
"Wow. Dude I'm WAY in. I hate cultists. They kill and scrape just to get the sttention of a being who wouldn't piss on them to put out a fire. You can't cure that level of stupid."The nurse in the Infirmary gets agitated at the sight of the revolver and moves towards Casseus.
"Young sir, you are NOT to bring lethal weaponry into this ..of all places! Holster that /right/ now, or I will have you in detention."
She sounds serious. Infirmary after all.
"Wow, lady. You're the first person to say anything, and I've been here for months." he says holstering his pistol.
ITryko'Sam lifts an eyebrow at the hefted weapon, and adds, "Uh... okay. That's crazy big. We should ... slow down and talk this through. No half cocked stuff here."
Glancing back at the unconscious girl, he then seems to relax a touch adding, "So long as she's okay-- and safe, that's key here." His priority made clear.
"Ok, so now you don't wanna kill cultists?"
The young monk notes that this woman is purposefully moving to intercept him. He has no idea why she means to make actual contact with him, and her expression would not seem to indicate that she had anything to do with the injured person.
He gracefully adjusts his own movement, stepping smoothly to the side almost as if tracing a half-orbit around her to maintain their distance for a few more seconds. As he does so, he bows respectfully to her.
"Good morning, miss....is there something I may help you with? Are you a friend of the injured woman that was just here?"
Fei's quick action to subtly keep some distance from her gives Rena a moment's pause as she stops short, frowning slightly. He really was beautiful, even more so that Bradley. She could almost feel his grace and power through his careful movements and respectful bow. Rena tries to mimic the motion, a perhaps ill-advised course of action given the rather short skirt she's wearing (and she now has the full attention of several young men seated behind her). Her wings splay out slightly as she bows, perhaps in an effort to ensure balance. One of Rena's admirer's whistles appreciatively, but Rena fails to notice it, or doesn't understand what it means.
"Erm... no, not really. I was just wondering if you'd like to have sex later today? There's probably not enough time before class." she says, completely straight-faced. Though there is a hint of blush about her features, she's clearly not embarrassed at all by what she just suggested.
"Wow, lady. You're the first person to say anything, and I've been here for months." he says holstering his pistol.
The nurse adds, still firmly, committed to her cause.
"This is a place of healing and life-- if you have the urge to inflict injury, and the lack of empathy for your surroundings, the SIM rooms can assist you, but not in here. Not after this weekend. Thank you."
With that, she steps forward more fully and says, "I'll attend to this girl, if none of you are injuried, please find another place to talk of your murderous plans."
Effectively shooing the foursome out of the room with the recently freed girl, now with one less thing on her body.