Brad and Nathan's descent wasn't anything spectacular like the rest of them, being left alone throughout the whole thing. Brad's training helped him achieve a god balance while jogging off the stairs, though the Academy's cleanliness made sure that he got close enough to slipping more than once. Stuff was so polished you could practically see you reflection in it. Once arriving at the Nurse's office, they were greeted with probably more than they bargained for. A good ten or so hospital beds were lined against the wall with separating curtains, and a good seven of them were filled with security personnel and students alike. Medical equipment was chaotically strewn around the place in an attempt to deal with all the injured folk, and two people were frantically attending to everyone's needs. One was a tall, middle-aged woman in a doctor's coat, blonde hair tied up in a dot and face prettied up a little by make-up. The other a younger man, with a sweet mustache and stubble beard adorning his face and a rather short Bieber cut on his head. They, also, were dressed like a doctor. The man seemed to take notice of the two boys entering and let out a heavy sigh.

[color=f9ad81]"We've got another one, Dell."[/color] they tossed out towards the woman, then took some bandages out of a medical cabinet. 'Dell' turned to face the kids, with a grimace on her face. [color=f6989d]"What in the world has HAPPENED here?! If I didn't know any better, I'd think the entire school was wounded!"[/color] She strolled over and took the man off of Brad's shoulder, placed them in one of the beds, and started tending to their wounds. The man looked back towards the two kids, having a much softer expression though also a very tired one. [color=f9ad81]"Don't mind her, she's just a little overworked at the moment. Thanks for bringing them, we'll take it from here. I'll have to ask you to leave for the patient's sake though, it's already loud enough as is here."[/color] the man finished, motioning Brad and Nathan out.[hr]The mystery woman couldn't help but sigh at both Vincent and Leander's response, using her non-disk hand and applying palm-to-forehead. Whatever cheery, playful mood she may have had seemed to vanish alongside the room getting a few degrees colder. [color=6ecff6]"You... Don't get it, do you?"[/color] she asked, brushing her hair back and suddenly looking a lot more serious compared to before. No more wistful smiles or unfocused gaze. She even glared at Leander in particular, shooting daggers with only her eyes. [color=6ecff6]"I hadn't even mentioned anything about dueling, and you two want to fight? Fine by me. I was only going to have a nice little chat, but..."[/color] she cut herself off, taking the other arm out of the cloak whilst lowering the first, only to reveal the same disk as before. Her deck wasn't slotted in yet, but she'd do that soon enough. 

[color=6ecff6]"I'll take you on, Kid. Normally I'd only have told you about something, but a demonstration might be in order."[/color] She took her piercing eyes off of Leander for just a moment to look at Vincent, who hadn't seemed to take any initiative just yet. [color=6ecff6]"If you want to duel me too, that's fine. But I'd suggest sitting this one out for your own good."[/color] she almost threatened. Using her free arm, the woman took out a pair of cards and slotted it into the Duel Disk, which quickly jutted out the blade along the length of the woman's arm. [color=6ecff6]"Don't disappoint."[/color][hr]Whoever Megan had the smart idea to taunt seemed to take the bait at first glance, stopping in their tracks to glance over their shoulder. The girl had unfolded her Duel Disk, much like Leander, and was prepared to duel. [color=ed1c24]"I don't have time to deal with a kid who's in way over her head."[/color] they replied, having a filtered voice as if they were Darth-Fuckin'-Vader. They didn't bother to accept Megan's challenge, jumping further down the stairwell. Though inside of Megan's head, some thoughts that weren't there before started swimming around. [color=ed1c24][i]If you really think it's a good idea, then follow. We'll take it to the arena.[/i][/color] rang a nameless voice in her head. How or why wasn't really explained, but that was the message Megan got. Putting two and two together meant they must've come from the mystery person, who trailed off further down.

Were Megan to follow, she'd find out the person kept their promise and got down to Arena YZ, on floor 23. In the middle of the room would they stand waiting, still completely covered head-to-toe in a mysterious crimson cloak that didn't show any sign of revealing the person inside for who they actually were.[hr]The man on floor four raised an eyebrow when Maisy barged in as well, wondering what all the needless theatrics for a [i]hat[/i] was for. And the girl proceeded to scribble something down in her notebook. [color=0072bc]"Didn't you two hear? Scra-"[/color] they were about to finish, before getting cut off by the ever-so energetic Maisy having scribbled some random doodle down. He had... No idea who that was supposed to be. [color=0072bc]"My condolences to the hat, but no. I'm afraid I have no idea who you're talking about."[/color] the man answered, then looking at Haas who had something to say. He asked a question about 'A woman from before', figuring she was the same person Maisy was talking about. He was starting to get an idea of what happened, but is still not entirely convinced. [color=0072bc]"Like I said. I don't know who you're talking about."[/color] they answered curtly, seeming to get more annoyed by the minute. Oh why did HE have to get stuck with THIS job?[hr]Tsukiko wasn't wrong in what she saw for the most part, past the shifting sands was indeed the shadow of a person. The blowing sands, though not a sandstorm mind you, obscured what they had been doing from afar. Tsukiko, after wandering closer, could see they were actually simply just playing a flute. Holding it sideway, their fingers stroked along to create an elegant melody, similar but not quite the same to the one the girl was hearing earlier. They opened their eyes upon hearing the voice of a girl, noticing Tsukiko from the other end of the sands.

Slowly, the person lowered the flute with a smile. From a glance you could tell they were male. Their hair was spiky and stark white, and so was their right eye. The other was a deep blue. They were wearing a silky white scarf on a soft jacket, who's hue was a softer blue from his eyes. Underneath the jacket was a maroon shirt, tucked neatly into some casual jeans and ending in a nifty pair of modern, gray shoes. The person didn't seem to give any hostile intent at all, and even literally waved off her comment. [color=c7c7c7][b]"Hey, hey. Nice to meet you too."[/b][/color] they started off, half-joking. They had a sickeningly soft and sweet smile, bordering on looking faked.

They spun their flute around once, then proceeded to drop it into a satchel on their side. They casually started to walk towards Tsukiko, just to make the conversation a little earlier, but knew to keep a certain distance still. [color=c7c7c7][b]"I'm Shiyura, nice to meet you. You're Tsukiko, right?"[/b][/color] they asked rhetorically, already knowing the answer. [color=c7c7c7][b]"I'm just here for a nice chat, away from the crowds. Not really a big fan of them, you know?"[/b][/color] Shiyura started conversing, even adding in a little laugh at the end. They were acting as if they were Tsukiko's friend, even though they were clearly not...[hr]Ethel had to hold back a snicker as she saw someone crash and actually ''physically'' fall off the simulation bike, wondering how they managed that. And then, just as her mood began to rise again, disaster seemed to love striking. The annoying voice of Angelo broke through the crowd, even as Ethel had walked away, and performed some needless theatrics. They even finished it with a poor attempt at flirtation, which earned the girl's ire. If eyes could glow, hers would, as she turned her head towards the person that seemed to love overstepping their boundaries. [color=7ea7d8]"I wouldn't let my pride get hurt by you in a million years, but I don't want the public to view me as if I were an idiot on the same level as the likes of you. When someone moves away, you'd think it's because they wouldn't like to be around you anymore. And for the record, yes, I'm cute. I don't need some low-life creature to tell me that, thanks. Now leave me alone."[/color] Ethel vented in frustration, clearly losing her cool somewhat. Hoo boy, she couldn't wait for the next section to start so this guy was more focused on [i]that[/i] rather than [i]her[/i]. She'd almost walk away just to search out Ignia, if Ethel were desperate.[hr]Haas was getting the hint that [i]maybe [/i]this guy didn't want the two of them around. Though Maisy asked a question, and Haas felt like giving a snarky reply to that first. [color=aba000][b]"Oh, yeah, no, it's totally not like I ran out of the classroom to find the lady that wrecked it. I mean, that's crazy right?"[/b][/color] he replied, rolling his eyes at the redundancy of the situation. However, Maisy wasn't the important one here. That guy over on the other end was, who was clearly up to no good. I mean, he started making trouble in the neighborhood! Haas would get into one little fight and the school'd get scared, leaving the boy's fate up in the air. And he wasn't going to risk [i]that[/i], now was he? [color=aba000][b]"I think I'm going to leave, though. This guy doesn't seem like he's going to be helping us out any time soon."[/b][/color] Haas informed Maisy, being met with a [color=0072bc]"Finally!"[/color] from the other end of the room. Though Haas wasn't entirely convinced yet. [color=aba000][b]"You coming too, or do you think we'd better stay here and get some more info outta this guy?"[/b][/color] he asked Maisy, not sure why he felt the need to get her approval.