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PostSubject: Murder most foul (Open)   Fri Nov 06, 2015 7:05 pm

2014 [July 24th]

It was an early morning, the sun was just rising above the horizon in the east, a thick mist had laid a blanket over the world but something was amiss, a foul stench of blood was in the air, the sun more redder than usual "drip drop, drip drop" a long stain of red ran down from one of the campus buildings just above the main entrance, a small pool had formed on the ground below still dropping the red liquid. "drip drop, drip drop" the sun was only reaching the top floors of the academy most of the people where still asleep at this hour, in few short moments however the whole academy would come back alive save for one unfortunate soul.

The victim in question was a male teacher, mr Gerard, he was or rather used to be one of the top prospectors at alchemy and mining above other things, his body laid cold in the autumn air, his long black hair swayed gently as a breeze blew across the courtyard, a magical sword kept him aloft upright torn right in trough the torso and several inches into the wall. Several people had seen this sword before, in the hands of a certain purple haired female that was a student at the academy, but then again not everyone knew this. A silhouette with purple hair stepped away from the scene of the crime in gentle steps to prepare the incoming day to the start of a new age....



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PostSubject: Re: Murder most foul (Open)   Mon May 02, 2016 2:25 am

(Sorry, this took hours to write and I started at 12 AM, and decided to post it. Yet, this took about 2 months or so to get ideas to write in this topic... Lets show activity, guys!
Other than that, sorry for the poor writing, I haven't been doing this kind of thing lately so I guess it'll take a while for me to regain previous skills.)

The sun was starting to rise, and far away from the scene, yet very close at the same time. The scene was a small singular room, seemingly made mostly out of wooden planks on the floor and wallpaper bearing resemblance close cardboard. There was a bed that seemed occupied by one person close to the window and a desk that were both being touched by dawn's graceful light. A coffee table with an old circular clock, its shorter hand nearing to the next hour... Suddenly-

*RRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG*

A hand lightly smacked the top of the clock from the covers of the blue sheets and from it arose the boy with black bed hair, ruffled to the point of a fuzzy afro for the early morning. Arkian yawned and tossed his covers aside, stretching his arms upwards with a long yawn and afterwards blinked as he rose up and moved away from his bed. Soon enough he readied and finished his breakfast, rinsed his corpus and tossed on his jacket bearing on his shoulder the academy's insignia on a cloth armband which the students would have to wear if using other apparel than the school's uniform. He opened his room's door with the keys, but he seems to have forgotten to shut his door as he runs down the polished dog-legged staircase of the abandoned Boys-dorm that was decommissioned years ago, he was a bit eager to get an early start to class rather than show up late again and possibly get snagged in another trap by his underclassmen or other classmates. Yet, that's how he had met Kasai.

The young mage in training strapped his boots on and shut the front door with his satchel bag on him, leaving with a slight passive smile while humming various generic noises. On his way he saw a few students had the same bright idea as him, however they were spending their free time, walking around and visiting various places of the academy grounds in their leisure time. Arkian was hoping to get that spot he had tea with Martel to get coffee in his spare time, but that was a good distance away, even if he ran, but there was enough to waste... 'So why not use it?'
Arkian immediately broke off into a dash as he was crossing a bridge over a river, approximately half way there on his way to school. He passed by a few individuals and it took about half an hour for him to reach. He arrived close to the main area where the buildings where the classes were held were, he leaned against a tree as he panted and let the gentle breeze cool him off. As he looked over however, he noticed a gather of staff and 'security' members gather around an area in what he remembered to be the courtyard. There were poles placed around the area and red tape with black text saying "DO NOT CROSS" on them as if they were some kind of investigation on-going.

Arkian found his a bit peculiar, he was however very unaware of the situation and did not speculator nor think of what was happening. It could have just been another one of the academy's simple alchemy/spell accidents, but those are usually taken care of by a teacher of great skills, rarely are they blown out of this proportion, or even close to it. That was his train of thought, and being the curious person he was, he approached a small gathering of early students and a few other staff just outside the barricade tapes. He heard a few voices saying things, such as-
"Did you hear, the way he was killed?"
"Doesn't sound right, it might have been an assassin of some sort..."
"I still can't believe it, Mr.Gerard of all people, gone."
He wasn't really following along with what he had heard from the various people talking amongst themselves, he walked a bit ahead, tapping the shoulder of another person. "Excuse me, what's seem to be all this commotion?" he asked a fellow classmate politely who he didn't recognize at first, to which he was met with "Oh, Arkian? This is among something that people said happened early this morning... mister Gerard is dead!"


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PostSubject: Re: Murder most foul (Open)   Sun Jun 19, 2016 8:00 pm

A red haired woman with an attitude was stepping up her game, the council was ready to take whatever measures where requierd of them, she snapped her fingers to her two subordinates that where following right behind her heels, they where clothed in Magic council robes, however the Mature looking girl in red hair was wearing nothing like it. "what on earth was she wearing" or "Is that appropiate for a magic council member to wear?" Those where the kind of attention or mumbles that she had been so used to getting. Finally she could step out of her cover.

She was wearing a flaming bikini together with a flat jacket that was held open showing off her chest and her features, it was obvious that she was not a shy person. She also smelled slightly of booze which was not exactly very professional. Her hair was of very odd color, both red and orange, as if they where aflame, it was held down into a pony tail which reached past her neck. On her back she wore a red sword bag which was tied by black cloth around her back. In her left arm she held onto a handheld loudspeaker, on her chest a visible tatoo was shown from her sternum all the way down to her stomach, (which traveled right between her cleavage) the form looked like a seal of some sort.

Her eyes where a strange purple in color, she wore a pair of knee long boots, her socks where long enough to reach her thight`s, and finally but not least she used swimming pants instead of ordinary clothes, as soon as she came in view of the crowd she started dish out orders to the security staff, and for the crowd to disperce and she did this all with her handheld loudspeaker which echoed along the school grounds.

Jean was there a bit off from the crowd standing still with a calm yet troubled look on her face, she had met with Mr Gerard on many occasions, and the man was among the few that she had been able to discuss things with, or who she could just listen to endlessly about certain things. She was so caught up into her thoughts that she did not notice the Red headed woman approaching along with her colleagues.



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PostSubject: Re: Murder most foul (Open)   Tue Jun 21, 2016 10:08 am

Kasai hated waking up in the morning.

Maybe it was the fact that tiredness always followed her but for now her goal was get to the courtyard as fast as possible. She woke up later than useral and had rushed to get her stuff together and her cloths for the day on before busting out her dorm door and hightailing it down to the academy.

Luckily for her, she made it on time but was confronted by both the atmosphere of dread, angust and confusion. Kasai was lucky to not run into the "DO NOT CROSS" tape when she stopped. Somthing happened.

Kasai looked around and saw a weird looking person. Who wears that type of clothing? in autunm when it's getting colder? she gave the mysterious purple eyed lady a "Don't try anything sassy" look before walking off. She then saw Arkian taling to a bunch of other people, she ran up to them.

"Arkian! what happened here?" she called out to him as she finally stopped. "By the way, hello"


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PostSubject: Re: Murder most foul (Open)   Sat Jul 30, 2016 6:42 am

"What? You mean- Mister Gerard? Am I hearing right?! Dead? Are you sure about this, Garris?"
"Quite so, people have their suspicions, including a few staff and studies who specialize in weapons."
The two of them muttered to each other, Arkian and a random classmate named Garris Walther, or maybe not so random after all. The two of them exchanged words with their arms crossed, one in a white coat and the other in a black jacket.


"From what I hear, they're already close to finding the type of blade. That might narrow down who exactly did this."
A female classmate joined in on their whispers of discussions.
"A few of the staff members think they're close to finding who did this."
They each directed their glances to the crime scene, obscured by school officials and a few prefects past the academy's red tape.
"So what do you two think? Arkian? Shenna?"
The two asked had their eyes locked on the scene in front of them, trying to think about what could have possibly happened. A person isn't just 'easily' murdered, humans are hard to kill. Possibly even harder than those long living elves, and spirits of the sorts in some cases. It was only natural for each person to try to draw their own conclusions, but those among Arkian's classes were never really seen like 'each person', they would still keep open minds; taking in every detail they get until they meet a final end. That's when they draw their verdict.


"Already said mine in a way: I think they'll catch something in the end. With enough manpower, resources and skills, they'll find whatever traces left of the murderer."
"I don't know, that sounds too optimistic. The only killers that are scarier than a normal killer is an actual killer, you know: One with a plan and knows what he's doing. If it's that kind of killer, then you'd probably need someone as equally scary to catch their drift and find them."
The two gave Arkian a doubting stare for a moment, then exchanged glances at each other with Arkian in the middle of the crossfire of their stares.
"You're possibly over thinking it." He shot down Arkian's response.
"Honestly, he's right: You are, there isn't a criminal our teachers can't catch."
The crowd slowly began to dwindle, the bystanders not losing interest, but have no reason to remain at the scene. Honestly the best one could do would be to hope to be called up by the headmaster, possessing sufficient skill and expertise to help in this incident.
Even if anyone had wanted to help, the majority of the students were pretty 'incompetent' for very complex actions. Those at the scene being asked to help from an official source would be an overestimation of their skills, some of them hadn't even seen what a small squabble on the battlefield was like.
Besides, the perfects were already on the job, some of them at least.

"Should we really be talking about this? It's not like we can really do anything about it."
"You're right, maybe we should be somewhere else. We should be drunk?" Arkian quickly turned his head around, yet nothing caught his attention.
"Drunk? On beer or something? Arkian- do you... drink?"
What? No no no- Arkian quickly muttered, but was cut off by Shenna,
"You know that we can't drink as students right, people are serious about that rule more than they are about the whole 'don't litter' sort of thing, and they take that pretty seriously."
"Pipe down you guys, I don't drink. Not alcohol at least. I smelt something pretty strong like it though. Didn't really smell like cheep beers or such."
Arkian could have sworn that he smelt the stench that strong liquor could leave on a person. The smell was still there for a while, but it got weaker in a mere second or two. It was probably his mind being paranoia at a random time, as turning around he didn't see anyone who'd look drunk or in pain from a hangover.

"Sigh, poor ol' Mister Gerard. He was so close to retirement."
"Define "close" for me, young Walther." Shenna intervened as they too began to walk away.
""I don't know, eventually getting there?""
"Making stuff up, are we now?"

Arkian hung around the scene with a few people, watching as the perfects and staff members tried to do their job and try to obtain evidence and clues, as well as keep anyone from impeding their 'investigation'. Who would want to really kill Gerard? he thought, but he himself didn't know much about Gerard's life, from his perspective, Gerard was a simple, yet one of the skilled teacher who helped out his students and did his duties. He was really good in alchemy, one of the fields that Arkian still had to grasp even the basic concepts despite being taught it for a long period of time. For Arkian to really find out anything else, he'd had to rely on gossip, which wasn't something he was really into. Then he moved his head a bit around, and his sight being set on 'that maid'. "That maid..." he subconsciously muttered. Was the headmaster already aware of this? Of course she'd be, it's her responsibility after all.

While lost a bit in thought, Arkian was brought back full concentration from a familiar voice from a friend he had met recently, if one could say 'recently' is one month. He turned around after being asked something from said person, which was followed by a greeting. "Oh, hey Kasai. It's nothing much, it's just that-" he looked back at the red tape, then met back her face-to-face. "Well, it's something tragic. One of the academy's staff members were killed, apparently with a blade. It is an awful end to meet demises in melee." He ended. "So what brings you here, I didn't know you usually take this path to... whatever you're heading to right now." he attempted to stare to conversation a bit in a different direction, feeling that there is some reason to keep Kasai from getting into this too much, having nothing but just a hunch that she might do something drastic for 'answers'.


"Woah the- Gahadha- Yok'- Da herti- Ah...." -Arkian x Floor Rolling

"Gyakh!" -Arkian x Face-to-Tree

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PostSubject: Re: Murder most foul (Open)   Fri Sep 30, 2016 8:30 pm

She was missing her hat, she had been looking for it for a while now where could it have gone off to? She had intended to ask Mr. Gerard since he had asked her to see her here, but by the time she got here had he already... expired. Who would need to steal her hat anyway? She was sleeping one day and the next time she woke up it was gone.

She was the first person to have arrived at the crime scene so naturally the security personnel needed to ask her questions, if she had seen anything, what she was doing here and so forth. At this point in time she was probably the main suspect, but she had nothing to hide she was sure justice would eventually prevail. She looked on as they closed up the body bag. This is when something hit her shoulder, causing her to almost loose her balance, almost. Watching the red headed woman pass by the red tape. "i wonder what he wanted to say, maybe he had found my hat?" she whispered quietly to herself, she was not exactly sad, but the old man sure reminded her of someone she used to know?

"Who was that again....?" She brushed off her shoulder with a stern face.

The woman with an ample bosom and red hair turned herself around 90 degrees to face her colleagues she intended to toss her loud speaker to one of them but instead used too much force so that it flew way past them and flew right towards the group of people that where talking between each other (Arkian`s group) she found it sometimes hard to control her strength when she had been drinking. And today was no exception.



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PostSubject: Re: Murder most foul (Open)   Fri Oct 07, 2016 5:29 pm

Kasai rubbed her eyes with her hand as she got rid of the rest of her sleep. She also seemed to have noticed a megaphone flying towards them.

Now to Kasai, a flying megaphone is meme worthy and she was actually impressed she saw it, but matters aside she had to either move the crowd or face public humiliation of being smacked in the face by a megaphone...

She chose the latter.

"Code red! flying megaphone! incoming!" she yelled to the group almost jokeingly. She had nothing else to block the megaphone with but her hand. Surprisingly though, she caught it but boy was the strength of the throw felt, she held a straight face but after a few seconds whispered "Ouch"

Her train of thought turned to the drunken lass. Why and how did she throw the megaphone so hard? oh well..


Themesong: Determination undertale parody of irrisistable:
 

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PostSubject: Re: Murder most foul (Open)   Sun Oct 09, 2016 9:46 pm

"Kasai? You look tired..." Arkian said to her with a low tone as she rubbed her eyes. Everyone was completely unaware of the incoming megaphone flying towards them. A few others just leaned away from the forceful trail in reflex, and Shenna and Walther freezing up in surprise and reflex as the megaphone flew pass the gap between the two of them, it heading towards Arkian and Kasai's direction in particular.

Kasai screamed out the warning.

The entire crowd does the classical signature gasp of shock and horror, and instantly dropping to the floor without confirmation, yet unsure why they were doing so without confusion. Flying megaphones being tossed around were a thing, not a very common or even uncommon, but still a thing!
Arkian turned around immediately, with Kasai seemingly using her hand to stop the flying unorthodox projectile. Though it was not fast enough, Arkian turned around just a the right moment for just another occurrence in Arkian's day with his bad luck.  Unknowingly, upon catching the megaphone, a bit of the recoil in Kasai's hand with the sudden stop of such a fast moving object caused her to accidentally backhand Arkian, or in a more realistic perspective, Arkian stood in the wrong spot at the wrong time, staring in the wrong direction to receive said punch.

"Uagh-" Arkian recoiled himself, yet only stumbled one step back rubbing his nose, not really making much of a noteworthy sound of pain, or much to actually notice. The entire crowd rises up again, looking around not really sure of what to make of the situation. Some just ignored it, some just talked among each other.

"Ow, that was really-" he stopped for a moment to look upon the situation, "Impressive..." he ended his sentence off, amazed at Kasai's ability. Did she get stronger than him last time they met? Despite he's been around the academy for over half a decade? Actually that sounds feasible, most of the attendees at the academy are from prestigious families with unique traits and bloodline superiority. Or maybe it was that she was more endearing.
"But enough on that situation," he though, why exactly was there a megaphone flying towards the crowd?
Apparently everyone else had the same exactly though, or almost everyone, as the majority of the crowd turned towards the investigation and security team of the academy. A bit of familiarity was felt by Arkian when watching at the staff team, with his eyes slowly edging towards further down the crowd. He was unsure if it was just their uniforms and memories associated with it, or the green hair girl that was mostly with miss Yggdrasil that stood out from the crowd.


"Woah the- Gahadha- Yok'- Da herti- Ah...." -Arkian x Floor Rolling

"Gyakh!" -Arkian x Face-to-Tree

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PostSubject: Re: Murder most foul (Open)   Mon Oct 10, 2016 7:29 pm

The most random occurence would have been normal on Sheena`s enduring daily schedule, however she was not exactly in the mood to play games tonight, least of all with some meddling kids. Hey you guys stop touching my stuff! To say that she was exaggerating would have been an over statement. She was just about to head for the "group" when something unexpected happened.

The attempted punch on Sheena was coming from the blue, well technically that was a lie since the maid that did so was wearing a green costume but you get my point. However Sheena managed to easily dodge the incoming punch simply by jumping backwards, the maid according to Sheena had broken two fundamental laws, one she tried to punch a member of the Council, and two she just crossed the red tape. She punched the two guards unconcious just as recklessly as she had attempted to punch sheena as well.

What`s the big idea? what`s your god damn problem freak! your stepping on mighty thin ice here so i suggest you back off... Its unforgivable She simply stated before she ran towards Sheena again in an attempt to punch her, Sheena however now sent a punch on her own which collided like a pump fist at each other, however it seemed like her fist was easily overpowering Jean`s as she sent her flying like a missile in trough the wall nearby. People where really not beliving this, what was she doing? some just froze on the spot, while others just left. How strong is she?

Jean flung trough the air into the library gliding across the marble floor until she hit a bookcase which broke, which in turned caused the nearby bookcase to partially collapse on top of her. Some of the security staff seemed to have freaked out a bit trough their captain`s sheer raw physical force She cracked her nuckles before she handed her sword bag to one of the nearby grunts that had been punched earlier, she walked casually towards the hole that she had made in the wall, then took a jump and skipped inside the library and she made it look easy too, she spitted out the toothpick in her mouth and continued her approach, upon finally reaching the spot where the maid was left lying she stopped. You got any last words? She kept her arms in her pockets.

Jean`s arm had broken in five places and her arm had dislocated from the shoulder, she had trouble breathing as she pushed aside some books from her body, she was panting in heavy breaths before she reponded back. Apologise... She said having coughed out some blood on her costume to....

Sheena was just about having enough Your really asking for a beating you know... Kasai.... her voice scraping off as she tried to breath.





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PostSubject: Re: Murder most foul (Open)   Thu Oct 13, 2016 4:59 pm

Kasai sighed out. Quite uneasily as well. She turned around to see that she accidentally, backhanded Arkian in the face and her face change to a "oh god" type. "Ah, shoot! sorry Arkian. You ok?" Kasai sighed out again and was about to put the megaphone on the floor when.

"Hey you guys stop touching my stuff!"

Kasai turned around to see the person who yelled out was coming straight towards them and she was pissed off. Kasai was literally readying herself to protect Arkian and the group that had scattered behind them with her life.

That was until another one of the heads had sent a punch to the lady. She missed though and ended up knocking out the two guards and crossing the red tape.

"Oh wow" Kasai thought. Was she really seeing this? two heads fighting each other head-on? (no pun intended) She was both shocked and impressed by what she was seeing but it also angered her a bit.

It was when Jean was thrown straight through a wall and into a bookcase was where Kasai herself felt herself getting a bit too pissed off at the one who managed to throw her through a wall and into a bookcase.

Before she could even think, she ran in the general direction, into the hole in the building, climbing over the rubble and put herself in between the heads. "HEY,hey hey hey...Lets not get COCKY here ma'am but, I think you've done enough here" She said to the lady with her hands in her pockets with a scowl of anger and disbelief on her face. "Just...leave JeanAlone"

Kasai knew that if this head even WANTED to fling her to the side she'd be able to with ease. She was nothing compared to this person but she was still willing to get turned into a pin cushion to protect anyone, even a head.


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PostSubject: Re: Murder most foul (Open)   Mon Jan 09, 2017 3:16 am

Blood. There was just a slight bit of blood as he rubbed his nose. It wasn't very painful to him as he covered it with his hands, the edge of his woven glove's palm getting slightly stained. "I'm fine, don't worry about me. How about yourself? You okay?" He brushed it off like it was just a needle that pricked his skin, his vision, however, blurred slightly from the impact. He removed his hand and spoke slowly, asking "More importantly, what just happened?" He shook his head and blinked twice to fix his sight and the very minuscule ring in his ears.

Suddenly, there was a loud yell. He could tell that it was direct at the two of them, causing him to freeze up for a moment as his body jolted in a slight panic as it sounded like they were in trouble. His eyes sharpened themselves instantly in reflex while his feet cautiously adjusted themselves from an upright stance to an agile one. He was about to put his hands on Kasai's shoulder if the loud woman took a step over the red and black tape, ready to tell her "Run!" and make a sudden break for it. His mind changed however, as his focus shifted from the familiar face, Jean, jumping over the line and punching what Arkian thought to be the lower lackeys from The Council. This entire changed the situation for him as he looked on. Not only him, but the crowd around him gasped, flinched, and others manners of actions in response to her violent escalation of the situation. "What's happening?" Arkian asked under his breath as the crowd started to simultaneously shout and jabber collectively. He stepped to the side of Kasai to see the commotion only to see with his very eyes Jean flying at high velocity.

Unbelievable, he thought at first. He didn't know what to do in this situation as she flew in the direction of the library, the Zweiteturm that is, crashing through one of the floors. Arkian didn't think at moment Kasai made her move, he acted impulsively while few in the crowd fled, others either stayed put or rushed to see the continuation of the commotion. He did nothing more but ran towards where Jean had flown, where Kasai ran off to amidst the crowd of people around them.

"What power is that...? Wh- Ugh, hey! Arkian?!" Walter shouted in the midst of the sudden chaos as Arkian jammed his arm as he rushed by him. "Walter! What are you doing?!" Shenna screamed out to him. "But Arkian just-" He tried to explain, only to be interrupted her by again, "Arkian did what?! Don't worry about him, we have to get away! This is a serious battle!" she spoke intensely towards him as she proceeded to grab his hand and start to pull him away. "We have to help!" Shenna quickly shot him a confused and worried look. "Help how?!"
"Someho-" he tried to say, "We can't! Third years have no place in such a fight, now lets go!" They began to run in the opposite direction Jean was flung, while Arkian intended on doing the complete opposite.

Pushing through the crowd while following Kasai, it wasn't long before he got cut off by a few people and got separated from her for a few seconds. "Kasai! Wait for me!" he tried to shout as he forced himself through the crowd, but he was pretty sure his words fell on deaf ears with all of the noise and actions of the security staff members trying to calm the situation down. He dived through them, prying through people with his arms much to his and their own discomfort. He finally managed to push his way through the crowd of onlookers as he scrambled to his feet to find Kasai and Jean, heading into the massive hole left within the Zweiteturm. No security staff members had met the scene it seemed.

He darted towards the hole in the library, in his sights were Jean, Kasai, and the red woman. Jean in a worse shape that Arkian had ever seen her, but from her moments, he could see she was always as she ways, relentless and unyielding, yet even so in a broken and vulnerable state. To put it in an understatement, this did not bode well for Arkian...

He took his satchel bag, holding the farthest length of the straps as he pressed his weight into the leg of his right boot as he spin his entire body completely around as he let go of the strap. He sent the bag flying towards her, even though he know her power and sense were far beyond his, he was, as one would say, blinded by a vengeful bloodlust against the red haired woman. As the bag was in mid-flight, Arkian quickly set his left foot in place, and kicked off of the marble floor with enough force to jump towards her with his arm swung back for a punch. The bag would be obliterated, as anyone would normally think of someone from such power, but it would buy Arkian even the slightly amount of time for his act. He was not thinking, it was pure impulse for his actions.

He was... almost... there...

It did not reach. As Arkian neared the woman, his attack did not connect. He wasn't stopped by her, because if he did, one would expect him to be dead. Grabbed by a strap the back of his coat between his shoulder blades, he was pulled in the opposite direction from the lady. Smashed face-first against the flooring so hard it left a moderate amount of dust from the impact. "That's enough violence from you four!" One of the academy's security staff said as he pinned Arkian down with a knee to the back, the side of his blue colored uniform with the tag "N-0" while his black armored vest said the same on left side of his chest in thick white lines.
Five more of them appeared, as two of the five, bearing the letters and numbers "Z-1" and "R-8", walked up to Kasai on both sides as one says "Sorry, standard procedures! Please cooperate!", grabbing her quickly and trying to force her to her knees with their strength to restrain her with metallic cuffs.

Meanwhile, two others, "L-9" and "V-5" approached Jean, moving the partially collapsed bookcases off of her and a few books away as they examined her quickly with their eyes. The last one, designated "A-4" approached Sheena, slowing his pace as he got closer to her and stood at her said. "Miss Sheena," he started off, "I know you're dealing with a threat, but we can't have to going around trying to kill academy personnel without authorization or destroy academy property." he glanced quickly at Jean, then Kasai, then to Arkian pinned down by one of their men. "You're here to conduct an investigation, and the Magic Council doesn't like its third party's facilities being crushed or suffering causalities."

"Sir, she's hurt pretty bad!" one of the security staff member next to Jean said towards A-4.
"No shit, L-9! Call in the medical team, make sure she doesn't move!" he shouted at two next to Jean.
"Right!" He responded as A-4 looked behind him. Students gathered outside with more of the academy's security team forming a barrier between the incident and the previous scene of the previous crime. The surveyed the situation entirely.

A-4 turned back to Sheena, whispers to her "Please, continue the investigation and avoid drawing attention to yourself, Miss Sheena. Otherwise the Magic Council will find out and either they or the Academy will be forced to take action." He walked away from her, stepping into the center field of the soldiers in the marble hallway to instruct them further.

A.N:
 


"Woah the- Gahadha- Yok'- Da herti- Ah...." -Arkian x Floor Rolling

"Gyakh!" -Arkian x Face-to-Tree

Original Arkian:
 


Sketch:
 

That's all for now.
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PostSubject: Re: Murder most foul (Open)   Mon Jan 09, 2017 11:34 pm

She was writing a complaint with real ink, her careful and perfectionist nature did not allow any smudges or grammatical errors and it spared the ink too, she wrote a while longer dipping the feather one last time into the ink as she was about to finish the letter. She wrote her name at the end of the two page letter before she was going to finish it off with a water mark. Signifying that it was her letter and her own, but before she could get that far a not so distant implosion intruded her concentration, her feather pencil last work on her name ran across the letter like a snake in hot desert sand spluttering the wet blackness across the tea colored paper. She stood up in haste knocking over the ink bottle that quickly swallowed the letter.

The feather pencil snapped due to the applied pressure in her hand, her face turned from a concentrated one and mildly happy look to something darker shade of rage that slowly started to build deep within her focused mind. Veins popped on her forehead as she tossed the broken pencil across the library floor. Her left eye twitched for a second facing towards the direction whence the commotion came from. What the fuck....!!! She was going to get whoever was to blame and sue them to the seven hells! Quickly she started to float towards the direction of the noise, she picked up the letter that was still dripping with ink and wrapped it into a scroll. Despite standing upright high above the floor one could not percieve her privates because of a spell.

Quickly she made headway towards the gaping hole in the wall, she had no memory that there was a window there.... .... she would have clattered her teeth together in annoyance if she had had the decency to hold her rage a bit longer inside.
Meanwhile Martel`s clone appeared from the ground below, and almost nobody noticed her due to the commotion that had ensured, people where simply too busy to bother to notice her appearence, she gazed around and noticed the hole in the wall, she remained outside for the moment, contemplating what to do she could not get past the guards, she hoped everyone was all right. An officer came running outside to one of the guards asking where he could find sheena. The guard motioned him inside.

Im well aware, i don`t need you to remind me... just put the damage on Yotsuba`s tab she answered back to A-4 Also make sure no one breaks the red tape again, that won`t help my investigation capish? She rested both of her hands against her hips, looking a tad pissed at the students and the Maid. An security officer came running to Sheena panting a bit. Report! W-we have found new evidence! The man was holding onto a helmet, it was round and green in color, Sheena`s face lit up slightly as a smirk formed on her tender lips. Hey you know this helmet from somewhere freak? Jean`s eyes concetraited on the gear she was holding up... She produced a word motioning her still working hand towards it. That`s mine.... where did you... find it? Take her away i need to talk to her in private, just be careful with her She wanted her to spill the beans, after that she did not care what happened to her. That would in a way solve her problems.

What is the meaning of this? A rather feminine, yet annoyed voice ringed out from behind. Sheena turned around to see a rather young looking girl hovering around in mid air, she held her hands crossed across her chest uncounciously making her chest look bigger than it was. She put up her scariest facial expression that she could muster, she pulled out the letter that she had "finished" moments before, the letter dripping wet still. But all of this paled in comparision to what they had done with her library, the librarian was starting shake as her anger started to reach unheard levels. ´She knew these people, well not personally, they where here to protect the academy and its denizens, this did not look like "protecting"

She tossed her dripping wet letter at A-4 not caring what the fuck his name was or what it stood for.
She placed her hands back across her chest, when nine goblets of purple fire appeared in a half circle above her. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIBRARY!!! These where mostly there for theatrical effect since it gave her a good shading, making her look Ultra badass in that format, this the writer of this post knew especially well. She never intended to detonate them or she would have risked catching her books on fire as well, but this destruction was beyond her forgiveness. Even though she was a gentle, kind hearted soul.

What a bother... She muttered to herself. I thought you took care of this already A-4, your such a bother She said in a carefree attitude. She noted the lights going out in the library shortly after... it was them again was it not? damn now was not her time to check the fuses.

Go check the fuses, there could be slimes there so be careful! The security officer did not complain for one second and left withouth a word. Can`t we all just get along? She said to Anima not seemingly concerned by the purple flames at all.



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PostSubject: Re: Murder most foul (Open)   Thu Jan 12, 2017 7:11 pm

"Arkian don't attack--!" just as she was in the middle of her sentence she saw him get pulled right back to the ground and also face plant it. Kasai facepalmed at this.

The person had pinned him to the ground and seemed to be one of the investigators. Two more appeared beside Kasai and proceeded to push her to the ground...someone wasn't very happy about this....

"Kasai!? what's going on!? why are they pushing you down!"
"They're doing they're job...please understand that Alain..." kasai responded to the ghost with her mind.

"No no! that's not ok! make them stop it! i don't like it! make them stop!"

"Alain!--"

"MAKE THEM STOP!"

she never got a chance to finish her sentence...

Within seconds the shift of strength within Kasai peeked immediately as she started to push up against the force of the two investigators, at such a time it would've caught many off guard not expecting for such a shift of strength to happen.

Kasai growled as she finally managed to push herself out of the grips and turn round to them with the all too familiar red glow of fury in her eyes.

While she looked like she lost control she had just enough to speak out.
"For my sake and yours....throw me down with all you got..please..!"

then she lost herself to her rage.

She turned round to the lass but looked down to arkian first with her glowing eyes. "Just who do you think you are.....? hurting a mage? you are one twisted weird investigator, lady~" she said with a small laugh right after.

"I can't hurt you...i know that... but i don't care.." she said, fire sparking in her eyes and in her hands. The yelling wrath of anima, the librarian didn't bother kasai.

She looked around with the sly eerie grin her rage induced form came with. She knew that she'd probably get pounced on soon. Exactly what her subconscious wanted to happen. She then turned back to the lass investigator.

She was testing very choppy waters. Not like she even cared at the moment. The only thing on her mind was revenge.


Themesong: Determination undertale parody of irrisistable:
 

*Uses fire magic*
"Holy hell it worked!....oh god, it's working too well" - Kasai
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