[center][b]Lily[/b] - Party [/center]

She winced as the demon's arm came down on her, ripping the dress she had on and slashing her chest. Her eyes grew wide as he picked her up and tossed her aside. Her body hit something with a thud and she lay there, still for a few moments before she opened her eyes again and rubbed her head. [b]"What's with him?"[/b] She asked, wiping the tears from her face. She cringed as she moved, the gash in her chest stinging. She looked down to see a long red gash running down her chest. Her eyes went wide and she looked to the hole where the demon had jumped down. She looked up to see a man holding her, saying he got her. She looked up at him and shook her head at him, silently protesting.

She tried to push away from the man now holding her, her eyes set with determination. 

[i]Can he not hear me? Surely even a demon would listen to me...[/i] 

She felt her heart ache, for what reason she didn't know. Whether it was from being tossed aside or the prospect of someone getting hurt, she didn't know. Her eyes narrowed and she hit the man holding her with her fist. [b]"No!"[/b] She screamed, forcefully closing her eyes. She imaged her wings at her back and slowly they appeared. Without another word, she shot up ignoring the pain and flew out the door and down the hallway, still holding the dress to her body. She flew down the stairs as quickly as she could and searched the hallways, looking for an open room, any room. She spotted a closet down the hall and ran for it, tip toeing because of the lift from her wings. She opened the door quickly and smiled when she found emergency clothes for students. 

[i]A closet always has clothes, right?[/i]

Quickly, she found something that would fit her. It was simple blue thin pants and a matching button up shirt, something you'd see a patient wearing. She put the clothes on and with that, she opened the window and flew outside, scanning the area for the demon and the other one... dragon? She blinked. Why was a dragon here? She'd only seen one in her entire life and she'd rather keep it that way. Dragons were proud creatures as far as she could remember. She fluttered down, keeping a fair distance from them, simply watching for now, waiting for a moment to intervene.