"A true lady is able to control such uncouth actions."
Hunter sighed at Voracia's jab at Ego. Despite her arrogance and aloofness, the famine spirit was painfully good at picking up others feelings and attitudes. Seemed Ego's acidic opinion of her had not gone unnoticed. The sniper sighed before smiling at Id.
"No worries. You had every right to be angry, they were asking for it. I got pulled in by someone else anyway, it wasn't your fault."
As Eika took his arm, he shifted his rifle case to the opposite shoulder to avoid it clunking into her. The Barrett weighed a good 30 pounds, plus another 10 for the case. But Hunter had kept it with him for so long, he felt naked without it's weight. The rifle was heavy hitting enough to punch through even demon skin, and in Hunter's hands, was less a gun and more a surgical instrument. It almost made up for the fact that he could get knocked out by a whiffle bat. It seemed slightly odd actually, that the staff would pair someone who was usually stationed on the rooftops, providing Over-watch and a sort of hub for the patrols, with someone almost as useless in a fight as he was. He didn't mind much, the odds of something happening during patrol, let alone in the academy, were slim to nil, and she seemed pleasant enough. Still, strange considering the faculty showed a heavy favoritism *or paranoia* in keeping the blind girl safe due to her disability. As the pair made for the door, Eika's familiars slipping forward and Voracia keeping pace next to Hunter, he popped open the umbrella, lifting it over their heads as they walked into the rain.
He loved the rain. Like really loved it. Dreary, cold weather was his favorite, wasn't sure why. It was just...relaxing. Comfortable to him. He took a breath, then coughed at the scent.
"Oh god, what is that smell? It's like...burning and rotting all at once..."
The umbrella wobbled slightly, feeling strangely top heavy. His frown turned into a panicked gritting of the teeth as Voracia's eyes widened, her own parasol spinning as she flung it away and began to shout.
"HUN-"
The boy was already reacting, pushing Eika back towards the library with one hand, hurling the umbrella away with the other, and grabbing for the Makarov at his hip. The demons that had been growing on the umbrella pooled together into a dog sized ball of fangs and claws, tearing across the ground towards them as the pistol rose up. Voracia's hair strangled the life out of the demon that had been on her umbrella, eyes flaring gold as Hunter's pistol rang out loudly across the grounds.
BLAMBLAM BLAM
Three shots to the lump that Hunter assumed was the head, and the creature crumpled. The sniper already knew Id and Ego were primed and on guard, and Voracia had torn her demon in half with a single chomp, blood running down the back of her skull. Altitude. Hunter needed altitude. On ground level, he was at best a good marksman, at worst a liability. He'd only succeed in getting in the way of Id and Ego. But up high, with a scope, he was anything but. More tiny demons seemed to be sprouting up around them as Hunter moved backwards, one hand holding onto Eika's tightly as he kept her behind him, shots ringing out as his bullets vaporized the diminutive beings around them.
"Back into the library, now. We need to get higher, see what we can find, get in touch with the others. They're coming from the sky or something, being outside would be stupid!"
Hopefully the rest of the academy heard his gunshots and were now on the alert.
