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[h3][color=42B9A8]Hamasaki Elisa[/color][/h3][/center]
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Elisa activated her new queue device, taking note of how much time she had left. With what she figured was the hardest part -- leaving the auditorium -- over, she argued reaching the docks within the remaining time would be a piece of cake. In which case, maybe she could stop by her room to fetch some things that would come in handy: food, water, a spare set of clothing... She didn't know for how long they would be away after all and what kind of facilities would be there -- wherever 'there' was. But first there was a tiny problem that needed to be dealt with: how to get off this rooftop...

There was no need for her to answer the question herself, for it already got replied to. While Elisa had been contemplating over what to do next, one of the I-man had locked its eye on her, or her pen rather. The beast was now scampering in her direction, extending its arms towards her. The girl only noticed its presence when she felt something slip around her ankle, a short shriek escaping her lips as it tugged her downwards. With her other, still free foot she crushed the arm, to no avail however, as another arm winded itself around her waist like a boa constrictor. It tilted her up in the air, before dragging her in, the arm rapidly shrinking in length. In mid-air, as the limbs had almost regained their original size, Elisa focused on her feet and swung them together to direct towards the I-man, crashing into its face before it could respond.

As the monster smashed into the ground, Elisa let out a loud yelp as she went flying out of his grasp and rolled over the ground. When she opened up her eyes she saw that as by a miracle she was still holding on to the pen. Afraid for another take over, she tried to recollect herself as quickly as possible. As soon as she had dragged herself on her feet again, she grabbed her bag which had flung off in the fall and dashed off towards a tree to take shelter behind, not spending a single second dusting herself off or adjusting her clothes; there was no time for that now.

The girl crouched down behind a large bark, panting although it had only been a small sprint; her stamina was pretty terrible... Cautiously she looked around the trunk to see if there were any I-men closing in. Oddly enough there was no sight of them in the near distance. Instead, the only creature Elisa saw was what she assumed to be a fellow student, a young-looking girl with short, blonde hair. Taking a better look, she noticed the girl's weary expression, sweat staining her forehead. The poor thing looked desperate for help. It was then that she remembered the goal that she had set herself. [color=42B9A8]"Hmm... She looks like she could need a ride..."[/color] Elisa mused, slightly smiling at the thought.

The leaves rustled for a moment when from out of the bushes a brown horse stepped forward, a white patch on its nose. Gently it approached the blonde-haired girl and bowed before her invitingly.