[center][h2]Uzamari Ryokan[/h2] [b]Saturday, June 4th 20XX[/b][/center] [hr] [@Taka][@ERode][@Lonewolf685][@I-Am-X] Well, it was not unexpected to Utsumi, he'd been monitoring the situation around Kyoto at Kuuto's behest, but for him to actually do anything he still needed to be present. He had warp skills but they were limited in capabilities. With the last event, he elected to join up with Kuuto for a more precise response, though... He can't help but still be somewhat proud at how well they performed, even if it was only a little bit of luck that Shinzou did not go all out at the beginning. He listened to the group and it was as he had expected, though unexpectedly... In a big city like this for them to have met Seirin must either be a divine prank, or something the gods had decided. Anything around Seirin had never been simply luck, it was one of the reasons she was kept locked up as much as possible. The Blessed had many strange aspects to them and they usually pertained to the god that had chosen them. The school's principle knew this better than anyone. Eventually, the conversation led to what he knew he had to answer since the start, how would Seirin be saved, asked Otis. Utsumi looked at the group intently, then made as sincere a response as he could, [color=0072bc]"For that, I am afraid I don't know entirely. The situation around it has just begun and we're gathering high ranking Alliance members to figure out a response. I suspect Kuuto would know what they're going to do better than I do. He has better knowledge of what we have access to here"[/color]. They won't be pleased with just that, he knew he wouldn't be. [color=0072bc]"He certainly won't let you in on the plans unfortunately, he's surprisingly thoughtful about keeping people safe... So between you all and me, I'll let you in on it when the time comes"[/color], he held out a hand, and a small blue bird appeared, which everyone would recognize was just his surveillance spell. [color=0072bc]"Come out here when you see this bird tomorrow, if you all want to save Seirin, I will try and figure out a way for you all to"[/color], granted, he was nervous, but he felt he could trust these students to perform. They definitely showed him they can earlier under dire circumstances, and they were driven to do so out of concern for a friend. [color=0072bc]"For now... Hmmm, perhaps prepare yourselves for tomorrow. I suggest the rest of you do the same as Lorelai, take some rest for the rest of today"[/color], if there were no more questions, they would all be dismissed and allowed to do as they liked or needed as the evening came to ahead. [@Lonewolf685] [hider] As Lorelai laid down in her room she heard a knock on her window. Looking over to it was Sakichi, who contrary to Lorelai's tired and bruised self, was brimming with vigor. [color=f7941d]"Yoooo! Well, you don't look too great... But I suppose that's why you're up in here now huh. Anyway, came by to say I need to get going back to Mt. Kurama, this has been a major development so I definitely need to report back before all the onmyou come out in force. There's no way they'll let any yokai they see now slide"[/color], with some exceptions, she would mumble and look away with. She can imagine some but none of which she could feasibly have access to. [color=f7941d]"Silver Gate Academy right? I'll be sure to ask about that, for now, here"[/color], she reached behind her as a black wing manifested, before plucking out a feather. [color=f7941d]"Just one of my feathers, hold onto it. You ever get a chance to go to Mt. Kurama or see other Tengu, show them one of our feathers and they may treat you more kindly. Adios~"[/color], and with that, she was gone, one slight leap that felt as cool as a spring breeze. [/hider] [hr] [center][h2]Kyoto[/h2] [b]Sunday, June 5th 20XX[/b][/center] [hr] The following day came as quickly as the events of the day before. Was it the tension or the tiredness of the participants that brought it upon them more quickly? Either way, perhaps it was difficult to relax after knowing they'd be waiting for word on what to do, the most that could be done was preparation. Among such, was Lorelai, who had received a message on her phone. The young Muramasa boy as she recalled was still using a flip phone... Well, maybe he was poor, but still, the message went as thus, [indent]"[i]Lorelai-dono, I have completed your order, I am proud of the result. Please, come see it for yourself[/i]"[/indent] The way he made messages was rather formal, it was so stiff you could feel the tense air behind when he typed it out on his phone. Truly a master craftsman to be able to convey his emotional state through messages alone.