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IT IS HAPPENING.
UNTIL AIDEN THROWS A SPANNER IN THE WORKS.
Hey, what's up guys?
Nadda mucho. Waiting for your CS!!
Prof. Namashiya Kotori -- It's a TRAP!!
Much to her relief, and subsequent surprise, the first few days after a troublingg atart to the semester had been uneventful. Despite the inappropriate display and all that had happened, business as usual resumed at ENMA Acadamey. Classes went uninterrupted, events in general had been rather smooth. And slowly but surely, the various assortment of prospects began to receive their recommendations or were removed from the campus to try again next year.
One such student was being walked off the campus by the Songbird when there was a musical chime in her ear. A notification of an incoming message as she stood with the expelled student at the edge of the campus line.
Offering him an apologetic glance, she bid him farewell. "Per section ten-point-two of the ENMA disciplinary code, you are hereby removed from campus. I am sorry that you did not qualify for the Academy, however with a little growth you might fare better next year. Please, do try again. I'd like to see you give it another shot."
With his head hanging low, the student walked away and Kotori let a long sigh slowly escape her lips. She knew the tone that rang in her ear, she knew all too well who it was coming from; it was Adam Pride. The Mad Scientist himself, well, she could swear that he was mad. The synapses in his brain fired off far more differently than anyone else she had ever met. It meant that there was work to be done, and often it was of the hazardous sort.
Frowning, she raised the watch so that she could key up the holographic message, and found out that there was indeed a mission. Yet it was peculiar, and vague. There were only a few details that she discern from the message. Yet there was the troubling fact that it was likely that Aria was the intended victim. The girl had already earned the recommendations required from a handful of teachers to stay in ENMA, so protecting a student was certainly a priority. Though it was truly odd, she was a level seven Esper. Certainly she could hold her own so that Pyramid City's finest could help quell any sort of conflict she might be wrapped up in.
Minor things like hostages weren't normally something that level tens were dispatched for. So the situation just might be worse than she thought.
Without really examining it, Kotori keyed in the address of the potential suspect into the GPS of her watch, and promptly sent back a reply message:
--Mission Accepted. Songbird dispatched to scene. Estimated time of arrival twenty seconds. Hostages will be rescued within two minutes. Cheers.--
User/Callsign: Simurgh Time:0905
Once the message was confirmed sent, Kotori lifted herself into the air and then sharply changed direction so that she was bursting theough the heavens at a moderate rapidity compared to her maximum speed. The last thing she would want is more complaints about shattered glass from sonic booms on the school's docket. Yet she was precisely at the location in the midst of Pyramid coty at the exact time she said she would be. And the scenery of the city confused her.
When there qas a hostage situation, one could rely on at least two things: first, there would be a slew of news reporters everywhere. Second, the Police would be present in spades. Neither of these things were present in the least amount, yet as her eyes searched about from her aviary viewpoint, she did notice someone
It was him!
Kirima Sasaki himself in the flesh!
Her face blanched as she went pale for a second. She had not actually seen him face to face in years, and how in the devil's name had he gotten more handsome. Even floating in the air, she could feel her knees weaken, her heart hasten, yet as she tightly forced her eyes shut, she steeled her resolve. This was an unprecedented opportunity like one she had never seen in ages! She had to do something! At the very least he might know something about the odd message she had been sent. Adjusting her glasses and straightenimg her hair by quickly running it through her fingers, she slowly landed behind him quietly.
Thankfully unnoticed at first, she straightened herself despite how merely looking at his back threatened to steal her breath. She nervously strode closer, and once she was near to him, she cleared her throat to catch his attention.
Whatever you do. Don't stutter, don't stutter, don't stutter. For God's sake DON'T STUTTER.
"Good morning, Kirima-San. It's been awhile." She began mildly in their native tongue.
Ha! Fantastic! You didn't stutter! You go girl! Told you that you could do it!
"I got a p-peculiar message." She nervously added. "Something about a potential hostage situation involving Aria Fabre. yet I don't see any trouble anywhere. Do you know anything about this?"
Okay. You stuttered once. That's okay. Keep. Your. Cool.
With a flick of a finger, she would bring the nessage up for him to read. It didnt matter to her if it were classified in any way. After all, she trusted him with her life. Once he had a moment to read it, Kotori glanced upward, sneaking a mere chance to admire his eyes before taking another glance about. There was no sign of trouble anywhere, had this been bad intel?
Much to her relief, and subsequent surprise, the first few days after a troublingg atart to the semester had been uneventful. Despite the inappropriate display and all that had happened, business as usual resumed at ENMA Acadamey. Classes went uninterrupted, events in general had been rather smooth. And slowly but surely, the various assortment of prospects began to receive their recommendations or were removed from the campus to try again next year.
One such student was being walked off the campus by the Songbird when there was a musical chime in her ear. A notification of an incoming message as she stood with the expelled student at the edge of the campus line.
Offering him an apologetic glance, she bid him farewell. "Per section ten-point-two of the ENMA disciplinary code, you are hereby removed from campus. I am sorry that you did not qualify for the Academy, however with a little growth you might fare better next year. Please, do try again. I'd like to see you give it another shot."
With his head hanging low, the student walked away and Kotori let a long sigh slowly escape her lips. She knew the tone that rang in her ear, she knew all too well who it was coming from; it was Adam Pride. The Mad Scientist himself, well, she could swear that he was mad. The synapses in his brain fired off far more differently than anyone else she had ever met. It meant that there was work to be done, and often it was of the hazardous sort.
Frowning, she raised the watch so that she could key up the holographic message, and found out that there was indeed a mission. Yet it was peculiar, and vague. There were only a few details that she discern from the message. Yet there was the troubling fact that it was likely that Aria was the intended victim. The girl had already earned the recommendations required from a handful of teachers to stay in ENMA, so protecting a student was certainly a priority. Though it was truly odd, she was a level seven Esper. Certainly she could hold her own so that Pyramid City's finest could help quell any sort of conflict she might be wrapped up in.
Minor things like hostages weren't normally something that level tens were dispatched for. So the situation just might be worse than she thought.
Without really examining it, Kotori keyed in the address of the potential suspect into the GPS of her watch, and promptly sent back a reply message:
--Mission Accepted. Songbird dispatched to scene. Estimated time of arrival twenty seconds. Hostages will be rescued within two minutes. Cheers.--
User/Callsign: Simurgh Time:0905
Once the message was confirmed sent, Kotori lifted herself into the air and then sharply changed direction so that she was bursting theough the heavens at a moderate rapidity compared to her maximum speed. The last thing she would want is more complaints about shattered glass from sonic booms on the school's docket. Yet she was precisely at the location in the midst of Pyramid coty at the exact time she said she would be. And the scenery of the city confused her.
When there qas a hostage situation, one could rely on at least two things: first, there would be a slew of news reporters everywhere. Second, the Police would be present in spades. Neither of these things were present in the least amount, yet as her eyes searched about from her aviary viewpoint, she did notice someone
It was him!
Kirima Sasaki himself in the flesh!
Her face blanched as she went pale for a second. She had not actually seen him face to face in years, and how in the devil's name had he gotten more handsome. Even floating in the air, she could feel her knees weaken, her heart hasten, yet as she tightly forced her eyes shut, she steeled her resolve. This was an unprecedented opportunity like one she had never seen in ages! She had to do something! At the very least he might know something about the odd message she had been sent. Adjusting her glasses and straightenimg her hair by quickly running it through her fingers, she slowly landed behind him quietly.
Thankfully unnoticed at first, she straightened herself despite how merely looking at his back threatened to steal her breath. She nervously strode closer, and once she was near to him, she cleared her throat to catch his attention.
Whatever you do. Don't stutter, don't stutter, don't stutter. For God's sake DON'T STUTTER.
"Good morning, Kirima-San. It's been awhile." She began mildly in their native tongue.
Ha! Fantastic! You didn't stutter! You go girl! Told you that you could do it!
"I got a p-peculiar message." She nervously added. "Something about a potential hostage situation involving Aria Fabre. yet I don't see any trouble anywhere. Do you know anything about this?"
Okay. You stuttered once. That's okay. Keep. Your. Cool.
With a flick of a finger, she would bring the nessage up for him to read. It didnt matter to her if it were classified in any way. After all, she trusted him with her life. Once he had a moment to read it, Kotori glanced upward, sneaking a mere chance to admire his eyes before taking another glance about. There was no sign of trouble anywhere, had this been bad intel?
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The confusion is further compounded by the fact Ria is actually taking pictures of her.
Pretty much.
@GreyPoor Kotori, she gets no time to herself.
Nope. The woes of being a level 10.
Pride gave her Kirima's address, btw
Dear God. She would know the address, too. XD
@Feisty-Pants
XD
Fantastic
And I get the feeling Vix is going to keep calling pikachu mouse lol
Ayup. That's his new name.
What I find amusing is pikachu is 18
And Jaden is 16
Vix is also 16 I believe (if I'm wrong in sorry lol)
XD
I think you're right. Let me doubecheck.
Also, I posted.
EDIT: Yep she's sixteen. Though she doesn't look it. She hasn't er...blossomed yet. That will happen when she evolves.
Which has begun to worry Jaden. Ever since he saw dat Arcanine. XP
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