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The Academy of the Arts - Performance Hall
Wait... what? Jay stopped in his tracks, putting an arm in front of his face to try and shield his eyes from the wind. Did the boss just threaten to kill them? It was just that, right? A threat? He looked back to where the boss was, trying to make him out among the chaos.

Right now, the Masked Phantom scared him just as much as anyone else. A whirlwind of fury had never been a more appropriate term. And for a moment, a very brief moment... Jay wondered if this was the same man he thought he knew. The same man he owed so much to.

And just as suddenly, it was over. The wind was gone, the boss was defeated...

Jay looked down. He'd found her. The girl with the detonator. He stood over her for a moment, his eyes in shadow. They could still do this. The boss had trained them all after all, and the man who summoned the monstrous, terrifying fist thing seemed to have had it. And this girl, just curled up in a ball like that... taking it from her should be childs play.

So why was he stricken with so much indecision? He sucked through his teeth, bringing his fingers to his earpiece. "...I can't do this, my dears," he said, his words sounding strained. "They're a persistant bunch of assholes, and I don't think any of us signed up for killing anybody."

He locked eyes with Francesca, his beloved Francesca, although he kept his communications open to everyone. "I'm sorry. I think this is over." He extended his arm towards her, his palm open. An apology. "I think we should retreat. Although Mattis, Fabian seems to be a bit... stuck."


The Academy of the Arts - Outer Theatrical hall
Was... was it over? Syed stared at the destroyed door, unnerved by the silence within. He didn't know. It was so sudden! He looked back to Mattis with wide eyes. Did this mean the Phantom was down... or did it mean Marcus was? He had powerful wind magic too. He wasn't... the Phantom hadn't... brilliant bolts of electricity leapt from his body as he fretted. No!

Moira pulled herself up, swaying on the spot. It was taking all she had to remain standing. She took one slow, agonising step forward towards Mattis, then another, then another. "You sure like to hang back, huh..." she hissed. Another swaying step. "Especially for a guy who beat me twice. Even if you did it by being a dirty bastard." Oh. So she still wasn't admitting it was partly her own fault. She made one final, stumbling step.

"Still can't let you through though. My friends are relying on me." She coughed, before standing in his way. Although with how beat up she was, even Moira knew it was a hollow gesture. "You gotta go through me."
[edit] DISREGARD THIS LOL. Hope Riley's doing okay now!

GotG was really good I loved it. Oh and good luck with the schedule and stuff Kei, if everyone's was wiped it'll give you another shot, right?

Oh suppose I should say now I won't have a chance to post tomorrow, because I'm back at work and tonight's kick my arse night urgh.
Does that mean you do get the classes you wanted? *fingers crossed*

And I'm totes watching GotG later today with my bestie smellya guys later!!! *woosh*

The Academy of the Arts - Outer Theatrical hall
"I don't understand you," Syed ventured as he clumsily stood up. Moira continued to struggle despite the man's words, although she was looking him in the eye now. Or at least, as much as she could when he was wearing a silly rabbit mask. "If you're so concerned about people's wellbeing.... why are you doing this?"

The mage glanced back to Lute as he stood by the door then back to Mattis. He didn't trust himself to aim at things anymore, which as an electromage didn't really leave him many options. So instead he simply buckled down, hands raised. What choice did he have? Powering the lights would just leave him a sitting duck.

He instead resolved that if Mattis made any move to go for Lute, he'd grab him. While he knew fully well that almost everyone outclassed him with strength... you didn't need to aim to electrocute someone you were touching. It might be the last thing he did, but he couldn't let the man who had smashed so many of them down to go in there and finish the job.

Except... something felt off. He felt a force, an overwhelming power from behind the doors. The look on his face made it obvious to anyone who didn't even know him.

It frightened him.

Quite suddenly the double doors blew open, followed by Moira cursing as the spit she was aiming at Mattis' face blew back and hit her back in the eye. Syed found himself gripping the wall he was stood next to, trying not to be blown over. There was no way any of them could get in there, not with the force of the hurricane blowing in there. It was like a wall of wind, preventing entry or exit.

"Lute?! Estelle?!" he called out against the winds which buffeted at them even all the way back here. At least they weren't in the middle of it, like... like Amy who had just ran in there. Like the others, like Trixie, like maybe Lucien... no. He had to trust them. He had to trust they'd be okay.

Please.

The Academy of the Arts - Performance Hall
Jay simply stood up amongst the billowing winds, one hand holding onto his hat to ensure it remained on his head. His expression seemed as calm and level as always. Sure, his nose was still pouring blood like no tomorrow, and the wind was really hurting it, but he still looked cool. Right? Well. It looked like they had pissed the boss off now. He had never seen him so angry.

He knew the boss would win though. No way some pretty faced kid in a fancy robe could match him, the boss was one of the most powerful people he had ever met.

So instead he turned and began to stride forwards, scouring the aisles of seats.

After all, there was still that tracker girl with the detonator to smoke out.
I'll post in the morning! No worries lol.

I don't watch much anime either, at least not through. I bet you guys are wondering what I do do now lmao. But I'll link one that I marathoned through recently and really enjoyed.

Kyoukai no Kanata


It's just... my kind of thing I guess. Got lots of humour which is a must, kind of a dark fantasy without being morbid at all, still manages to be relateable and it's freaking gorgeous. It's sparing on the details at first and really makes you wait until you know what on earth is going on, and kept my attention throughout. Was kind of stuck on clips which aren't either spoilery or context dependant so you get the opening lol.

Plus Akkey is adorbs even if he's a glasses pervert.
I've tried to sort of belatedly fix things in my post. Sorry it's kinda short on Jay's side, lol. Should be better tomorrow maybe?


The Academy of the Arts - Outer Theatrical hall
To Moira, nothing else existed. All she saw was the man in a sea of red, all his edges blurred and flickering like a bad signal on a television. He was saying something, shouting in fact. She could tell by the way he moved his mouth. She didn't hear it over the sound of her own pounding heart, neither did she care.

He rushed upon her with that suprising agility for his size, his desire to protect his companion mirroring Moira's lust of vengance for hers. She dug her heels in and bore her own fist in retaliation, then swung...

Syed could do nothing but watch as Mattis moved his head just so, Moira's fist missing his face by mere millimetres... as his fist struck the side of her head. There was a split second where nothing really seemed to happen - a split second where Syed found himself already visibly bracing for the inevitable tug on their bond - before the blow launched her violently once more into the wall.

She grit her teeth, already trying to stand up once more, although her legs simply crumpled under her and she fell heavily back to the ground.

The Academy of the Arts - Performance Hall
"Nobodies, eh? Heh." Jay stood over Xan, before giving out a sigh. So now the tracker girl had taken the detonator too, before dissapearing among the rows of seats. What a pain. The boss was right, this really was getting tiring.

He looked back towards Angel, who still looked pretty shaken from before. Well, he should probably try and get that detonator back for the boss, but he could hardly leave this guy to run around in case he pulled some similar shit. At least he shouldn't take much to deal with. He was pretty obviously not on the same level as the others. He almost pitied him for that, really. Almost.

"Come on kid. Don't worry, I'll make this quick." He pushed his fringe out of his eyes nonchalantly as he stepped towards him. He didn't have time to hang about, and unfortunately his cloth was gone, so a kick to the head should do it.
Aww shit Kei that's... actually really fucking bad D: I hope you can get into the subjects you want! Just... don't assassinate anybody who'd got into it, lmao. And yeah, 3pm til midnight is pretty redic haha!

What do you mean you hope I'm feeling better I feel fantastic lmfao!



The Academy of the Arts - Outer Theatrical hall
What the hell just happened... what the hell did she do?!

Moira's vision blurred and swayed as her eyes darted across the room, settling on Estelle as she lay on the floor. What did she do?! She was trying to make her an opening, that's all! But this... for her to have hit her instead.... to hit Estelle...

It felt like she had hit her own child - hell, Estelle was like a daughter to her anyway. She hurt all over, from the glass, from the blow to the head from earlier, from hitting the wall just now - although none of that mattered to her anymore. Her eyes flicked towards the man... the one who had caused her to do this. It was him, because he got out of the fucking way! At least, that's what she told herself. They were all as devious and manipulative as the last. They all...!

She pulled herself up, keeping her head bowed low for a moment. Her fists clenched, her lips curled into a snarl, her pupils dilated - focused on Mattis and Mattis alone. Syed was pulling himself up next to her as he clutched at a grazed elbow, although he was looking at her in fear. She was deaf to his words. To his calling out to their leader in horror. To his attempts to reign Moira back, to calm her down. She didn't hear any of it. He barely existed to her anymore.

She screamed - an awful, inhumane noise, her face contorting with rage. The air around her felt thick and oppressive, like some unseen force was bearing down upon it. The power of her will. How dare he?! How dare this man make her... make her do that...! A hand snatched out, grabbing a small empty podium from next to the wall and flinging it towards him. Then without another comprehensible word, without even waiting for the podium to hit, she launched herself at Mattis, even faster than before.

Syed stumbled behind her, knowing full well to keep as far as he could from her when she was like this. Unfortunately for him that could never be that far, but he'd take six foot over nothing. He kept his hands up and ready to cast all the while, should he need to.

The Academy of the Arts - Performance Hall
Hah! As expected, she was backing off. Well, that was just fine for him.

"Heh, funny how you say that now," Jay said, his voice as level as ever. The boy was struggling against his grip, but as expected he was a weak point. It was no problem. "I would consider smashing my face in hasty, but you did that."

He maintained his hold on Angel, although he took the opportunity to step to one side - unknowingly closer to the dice - keeping his eyes on Xan the whole time. He didn't even need to do anything else - this hold would eventually suffocate the boy to unconciousness, and the woman was too hesitant to do anything but watch. "So I suppose the question is, what could you offer to make me release him?"

Except then he heard a cry of suprise... a voice that he knew only too well. He couldn't help it. He twisted on the spot, trying to spy anything which was going on in that pink fog. Frances-chan?!

And in doing so, he had unknowingly loosened his grip on Angel.
Rex you say nine hours like it's unusual lmao. I sleep for nine hours pretty much every time I have a day off haha!

I've suffered from a booty cramp before too, although not because of climbing up any mountains or anything. I can vouch that booty cramps hurt like hell hahaha! Hope you have fun on your next adventure Kathi. What would it be this time? Deep sea diving?! lmao

lol Kei woops :P
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