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Thank you for visiting my biography.

I am just a typical Aussie Young Adult juggling social life and work at the same time.

I have not roleplayed in years. I thought maybe I'll re-login once in a while and see how the Guild is going.

I have lost touch with the friends that I've made while I was a resident here. Those of you who were my friends, know that I enjoyed my time roleplaying with you and I hope that it is mutual.

I hope to see you in another life.

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Everything was going to be alright. Nothing terrible has happened and he definitely had taken it on a safe route. He sighed gladly underneath his own layer of cold breath of the night. "You're right." Emilia replied. His eyes turned and saw the sweetly inviting smile that was offered to him as she gazed. Their hands remain to tangle upon one another inseparable. Not that Lann would ever let go anyway. He returned his look to Emilia. "I'll show you to the door." It was good to see that the both of them came to a positive decision and perhaps the safest. It wouldn't be funny if all of a sudden, about four weeks into his new school to find out that Emilia was pregnant. Lann forced a smile and did everything in his power to show her a visible nod... Before the sound of surging electricity was heard downstairs, and light bled from the stairway directly next to her room. "Oh..." Looks like the power had come back, and definitely after this entire situation. Did somebody knew that these things would happen? What if Lann actually decided to go ahead, would the power remain to be off? He set the thoughts aside. "Come."

Lann followed her promptly after as she tugged on to his hand. They had to go through the stairs again but that was okay, the light was on and they were able to clearly see the flight of stairs in front of them and quickly slid along the steps deftly, the cold surface remaining strong as he placed his sock-covered foot on it. The door was close and now he was standing at the exit of Emilia's home, ready to go to the place he calls home-- That messy floor and his unkept bed he belonged it which was completely different from Emilia's neat and tidy demeanor. He looked at the shoe rack and searched for his pair of shoes that obviously stood out from the other shoes that was either leather or girly. He seated himself on the ground to put them on and tied them together as quick as he could but the bandaged hands made the feel a little weird. Once that was ready, he stood up nice and tall to say his good-byes to Emilia who already opened the door for him and staying with her arm preventing it from closing on its own. "Good night, Emi." When she heard her name being called like that, she looks up to Lann cutely.

"Thank you..." Alright, time to ride off in the middle of the night, dark knight. Lann stepped once outside of the door and felt Emilia's hand over his shoulder trying to get his attention. Surprised, he turned around. Smooch! And a kiss to Lann's cheeks from Emilia. Her petite feet tip toeing up to Lann's face and her lips gently met his cheeks. It felt sweet, warm and addicting. Kind of like ice cream. Hot ice cream. Melting ice cream? That's still cold... So perhaps warm melted ice cream? He felt the chemicals punching together inside of his stomach and his face being glazed with a rosey pink hue again. His joints became rigid, he had to walk or turn like a robot as he moved. "Good night." Her whisper reverbed in his mind. Lann gave his nod, but he swore he heard his bones creak when he nodded. Speechless he turned and towards his bike he marched forth, mounting into its seat and ringing the bell before the gates open and he rode off into the distance... Slowly fading...

On the way back... He crossed over the kindergarten that Emilia had mentioned. He stopped his bike and took a good look at it, thinking if he really was there before. It was all a blur, and he couldn't put his tongue on his memories. The name of the kindergarten though... It did sounded familiar. A picture of an image popped in his head, but he knew that picture didn't exist. So why was it in his mind all along? Enough with the dreaming. It's late and Lann's mother is probably worried sick right now. How come the thought of his mother did not appear when he was at Emilia's house? The sound of wheels drifted again as he rode back home fluidly without problems.

Home sweet home. Or would it be so sweet? It's late. And Lann's mother were not informed that he was going to be home at such a late time. What was she going to say? Would she scold him? He parked his bike near the front gate of his home, and quietly walked along the concrete path towards of his home thinking about the events of today and the night. Spending time with Emilia... Around the school, after school and in pitch black darkness. He thought it would all come down to that, but he stopped himself from allowing it to happen. Perhaps it was the best decision he ever made, and the worst too. He was able to experience Emilia on a whole different level on their first day, although it remained funny that he has this feeling that they've known each other. He turned the door knob and sled inside, slamming the door shut. The sound of the television echoed inside as he untied his shoes and socks. He tried to act normal and look over to the open doorway to see mother knitting and listening to whatever was on TV. "Alphonse?" Was her immediate response to the sound of the door slamming shut. That's right...

"No, it's me." The difference of voices in Freyja's ears made her feel a little uneasy and frustrated. The knitting kit she has on her hands ceased as she placed it behind her and standing up, approaching Lann. Yes, she looked angry.

"Where have you been? Don't you realise that it's late?!" Her voice didn't thunder, but it was just enough to assert her worry and her frustration. Lann cringed at Freyja for a moment, sweating as he breathed irregularly thinking over what just happened today for a second time. He can't tell her that, otherwise that would just bring him deeper into trouble. "Answer me Lann! Lann?" He made a sound to signify Freyja that he was still about. She looked directly towards Lann, as if she could properly see his face which was a little creepy at first, seeing how her pupils did not dilate or adjust. Lann sighed. Even though she may be blind, she still has her feelings, ears and mouth to use. He tried to come up with a lie, but crossed his fingers that she would believe it.

"Uhh... You see mum... I saw some more people from Angelo on the way home... They decided to play a prank on me and unattached the front wheel of my bike so I had to run about to try and get them back..." Freyja stooped for a moment at his lie. Although looking at her complexion, it seems as though she already knew the truth.

"No, you're lying to me Lann. How dare you! Your father called me and told me about your new friend! You were hanging out with her weren't you?!" That entire claim made Lann's jaw drop in surprise and his eyes opening so wide that it nearly popped out. What a way to keep a secret, dad! Feeling defeated, he began to explain the entire situation with her. How there was an initial confusion with the tour guide... The story was altered a little by the way, not telling Freyja about the zipper and all, then explained how after school they went on a tour and yada yada yada... Then it was dark and he had to take her home. He dismissed the entire fight-- Which reminded him to lay all of his hands off Freyja in case she would notice that there was bandage wrapped around them. He left the story at that and his mother looked slightly different now. "And it took you that long to take her home?" She asked Lann again. Lann laughed dryly and his mother then hugged him. "I'm glad that you're okay... I was worried that you were hurt." Her hands luckily didn't reach his forearm's. Otherwise, there would be more explaining to do.

"Alright mum. Did you realise that there was a black out earlier?" The black out popped in his mind when he asked. Did mum realise?

"Oh. Is that why the microwave wouldn't work? There was a black out?" What do you mean mum? You can tell if there's a-- Oh wait. Lann shook his head, forgetting the fact that his mother was blind. He facepalmed himself so hard, he thought his palm might just go through his face.

"Yeah, that's probably why." He said as he released his palm. "I'm going to eat dinner before showering and heading off for tonight. Can you please keep my late arrival a secret to dad??" Before he was going leave, Freyja cut him off.

"No! Alphonse will hear about it." Lann began to groan over it as he lugged away. Freyja giggled. "I'll just say that some things happened." He groaned even more before deciding to just forget about it and face it when he gets home-- if he brought it up. He arrived at the kitchen, the food table being empty. Yeah, he needed to cook for himself if he wanted to eat. So he went on to the frozen fridge and defrosted one burger patty and prepared himself a swiss-cheese beef burger for him to eat and some water. Then came the shower, where he thought over the moments that they had during the black out how it felt so surreal and dreamy. Perhaps it was a good memory to keep betweem Lann and Emilia. He smiled in the shower as he stopped the water flow and dried himself with a towel and put on a white tank top and boxers before moving to his room and tip toeing over his messy stuff to his unkept bed. Something felt like it was missing, but Lann didn't give a damn about it, enveloping inside his warm blanket falling asleep like a log when he hit the sheets.

--The next morning--

"Lann! What are you doing? Wake up!" Alphonse yelled.

"Wha wha wha?! I'm awake!" He jumped form his bed and looked around as his father stood by the door angered.

"Do you know what time it is?! It's 9:30 am! You're already late for school!" Lann's head was numb, unable to think as he reached the level, panic.

"Oh shit! What the hell, didn't my phone go off?!" He tried to look for his phone, below his bed and over at his desk. It wasn't there. He got up and began to look everywhere for his phone, including underneath the mess that he has all over the floor-- It could not be found. He continued to panic and it felt impossible for him to calm down and think where it might be. deciding to just let the fact go that he lost his phone, he quickly ran for the shower. In literally under five minutes he emerged dry clean and got himself dressed before packing his bag and running straight for the door-- Not even bothering to address to Alphonse or Freyja on that matter as he rode off to school. "Shit shit shit shit! My second day and I'm already VERY late!" He said as the wind rushed against his face. He went on full speed, near-missing everything in his path as he blasted through the road and into the front yard of Hill View High School. Since he didn't have a watch or his phone, he looked at the clock by the entrance, and it was 10:20 AM. Wow. He was VERY late.

He didn't think anymore and rushed for Mr. Collin's class on the second floor. The hallway was dead empty and students kept looking at him when he went past their classes. Way to make yourself look like an idiot, Lann! Finally, there was the door to his classroom. He went on full speed and opened the door to the classroom, huffing exhausted even though he was already late for more than an hour. Mr. Collins fixed his glasses as the everyone looked at him and laughed. "Mr. Langley. You're awfully early today." He said and the crowd just laughed even louder. Sirius at the back was laughing, Kat was laughing. Daniel was laughing. He looked at Emilia however, and found her to be giggling. At least that's better than a full blown laugh. It still embarrassed him.

"Sorry Mr. Collins. Looks like the boogie man's at it again." They continued to laugh as Lann hurriedly sat down and took his seat. The people around him started calling him names about how late he was and what not.

"Alright boys and girls, that's enough! Back to your books everyone." The teacher's voice hushed the students quickly before he continued his subject. "Back to the mixing of sodium and chloride ..." Mr. Collins went on and on about science and Lann looked confused at what they were talking about until Mr. Collins turned back to Lann. "Oh yes, page 163 on your text book Mr. Langley. The rest you can read on the board."
The entire situation became awkward. Of course, that would be awkward. His face remained tomato red over it. "Thanks." Emilia muttered and Lann was speechless over it. He scratched his own head and crossed his arms, pacing back and forth in anxiety. "Oh, no, it's alrigh. I don't min--" That statement made him stop and nervously looked at Emilia looking at him. No, at a part of him. She cleared her throat yet again but Lann rolled his eyes away. Was she gazing on his lips? Silence ensued and the two remained solid until she sat down on her bed side.

He moved closer, where he could see her but was taken by surprise when she pulled her down to her bed beside her with a bewildered look on his face. "Does she...?" In the middle of that thought, her hands let themselves away to her lap as she directed her eyes somewhere not on Lann. He was extremely indecisive about the entire situation... But what can one make out lead into? If she didn't mind then perhaps the two of them could sta-- NO! Lann shook his head hard as Emilia fixed her tiny strands of hair behind her hear. "I think I should leave before your dad returns. It's the best for the both of us." He stayed where he was, not wanting to get closer for the time. It may seem like a really mean move to do so to a girl, but like he said, it was for the best of the two of them and their friendship.

He stood up, but not without looking at her. "There's still tomorrow to spend time together for the both of us... At school. It'll be fun, I promise." His bandaged hand took hers, lifting them towards his lips before he smooched it. "Tonight... Let's just leave it on a safe note." Since he didn't know what else to stay, he stood and waited if Emilia wanted to say something else. If she didn't then Lann would say his farewell before leaving for home.

As he left, his phone remained on Emilia's pocket, suddenly beeping as a message arrived from his dad, written;

"Congrats on your first friend! But she looks awfully like someone you used to be friends with..."

[Could you please also do the next day post?? :3]
Her expression under the moonlight's shine was surreal. Even though she looked perplexed in the realisation of something, she still looked beautiful regardless. "Perhaps this was what they would call natural beauty?" They being the boys of Angelo High School. She held her finger gracefully towards Lann, a goddess trying to tell her faithful servant to remain quiet in her presence as she revealed her appearance.

"Wait a second, I'll get the things from the bathroom." Her voice just sounded divine in Lann's imagination. He muttered 'okay' and a silent nod as his goddess turned her back and hurried away from her holy shrine. Things were getting dreamy for Lann as he slouched onto the wall and waited, looking towards the candle that sat dead straight next to him. His fingers crawled and caught upon the coloured, fused wax stick. The label was a brand that he never heard of, perhaps the said brand is the manufacturer of items like this. He continued to read over the description label, how clearly it was written 'vanilla scented candle' directly in front that could last for over 48 hours. He placed it back where it was, sitting calmly under the moonlight, gazing upon the stars. He wanted to check his phone but as his palm felt over his pocket, he remembered that Emilia was using his phone for its torchlight feature. He sat patiently, until the crescendo of a musical concert could be heard in the form of quickly beating muted drums.

The flashlight lit the front of Emilia's door, reflecting her hazy appearance before the shine flashed over Lann's eyes and he covered his face. He thought he was seeing God. He knew it was Emilia. She was hurrying, and Lann can understand being home alone with a guy that you just met for the first time in your life. All fathers would see that as a horrible turn of events. She dragged her studying chair with her, level to the height of her own bed and sat close to Lann where their knees would be pushing against each other. The candle was still unlit. Was she going to patch him up in the darkness after all? Her sudden reaction to lighting the candle disproven that fact. Her alarm clock and her small bedside lamp was placed on top of one another, allowing room for the candle to sit by and moved it towards them. Close but just enough. The matches lit, and burned the fuse attached to the candle as it sprung bright into life. There was no smoke, but a hazy wave carrying the sweet vanilla scent around her room. Lann's sensitive nostrils immediately tasted the vanilla scent, easing his mind and relaxing the intensity of his muscle. The candle light shone, illuminating both of their faces underneath the romantic moonlight.

She smiled, and Lann smiled back at her with their knees hitting one another, playing a game of 'tag'. The situation was perfect... Lann was sitting on Emilia's bed, inside of her room and inside of her house. The familiar feeling of heat around his cheeks came and he crossed his fingers that she wouldn't realise what is happening to him, and what he was thinking. Like any guy or girl, placed in a room on their own together-- He was nervous. What mystery would happen tonight? His body nearly shook. No, he will resist. Emilia is his first friend and he will not take their friendship for granted. Just because it was the perfect scenario, it doesn't mean that it was the time. But why does it feel like he has known Emilia for such a long time? What is up with the gaping memory inside of his head? Is Emilia having these feelings too?

The scent of the candle eased his mind. It filtered away all the thoughts that he currently have and he could focus. Emilia reached out, and he could feel her fingers pulling it towards her knees as she leaned down to inspect Lann's hand. "Let's see..." He heard her muttered. The scratch marks looked as if it had dried, but the injury was still noticeable if one would look at his hand. There were several slightly less red rashes over his knuckles and bruises. She first took a disinfectant from the box of first aid kit and a cotton bud with a small container. She poured some of the disinfectant into the container and used the cotton bud to paint Lann's wounds with it. He tried his best to ignore the stinging pain it brought, and held in his cry in pain deep into his stomach. Although you could tell from a gentle jolt from his fingers that he felt the pain.

"I-I'll be alright. It's nothing." He scoffed and tried to hide it away from Emilia. She shone her smile at Lann again as before continuing. She continued, wound after wound and Lann was on edge every time that cotton bud was going to come around. After one of his hand was done, she moved to the other, feeling the same pain all over again one last time. This continued for a while. Emilia had taken good care of Lann. After she finished disinfecting her wound, she took the bandage roll and began patching up the part of his hand that she fixed. Her hands ventured along his wrist and forearm as she wrapped it around firmly. It was finished, and the fists didn't feel so sore anymore. He took a good look at Emilia's care and was happy that she could patch it up for him.

He wanted to lean forward towards Emilia and give her an appreciative hug, but the softness of her bed made his backside slide forward, tipping him to Emilia and accidentally bringing Emilia down with him as they begna to fall to the floor. His quick reaction immediately reached for Emilia's head, covering her back skull from the floor's impact. After their heartbeats softening, Lann realised that he was above Emilia, looking down as the two gazed in awe again. Both were speechless, even in that accident. His body wanted him to lean down and kiss her, but what he had in thought stopped him while uttering an apology. "I'm... I didn't mean to do that... Uhh..." It was now a complicated situation. They were still on her chair and on the floor at the same time. "Thanks... And sorry." He tried to get up, and then fixed her chair up before helping Emilia back to her feet.
"...Erm... Well..." Her voice curdled. Lann continued to hold Emilia by her arm just about nervous as she was in the darkness. He didn't want to accidentally kick things over or suddenly touch or graze Emilia around places that he shouldn't be. The thought of darkness within the house managed to get him away from wistful imagination that he envisioned. He hoped that she had candles. Otherwise trying to bandage his hands would be a little bit of problem without adequate lighting. Lann himself wouldn't appreciate the pain. "Candles... I think I've got some in my room." Oh no. It's coming back. The thoughts that he didn't want to have. Although he admits that Emilia is pretty, they just can't do it on the first day they met with each other. How would Lann look to his new friends? Sirius, Kat and Daniel would definitely become enemies, and then rumours will spread around and that girl would also hear it... Lann would be labelled just as terrible as those kids from Angelo High School. He didn't want that. Not on the second day of his new school.

Lann needed to be cautious, not to make any kinds of hints that may make Emilia think that he was going to abuse her. At least.. He wouldn't do it if... ... "No! No! Noo! Not going to do it regardless! First friend, got to remember that! Just met today! I'm not like that..." The struggle was so great, Lann thought he was about to kneel on his knees. They finally kept on moving, cautiously and carefully in the dark. He felt his hand being entangled by something, but the way it felt made him sure that it was Emilia's hand that entered to the ridges of his fingers. He blushed within the dark, but kept a steady face and a steady eye as she said;

"Up the stairs at end of the hallway and the first door on the right." There were footsteps, Emilia was making her move. No, no, no. A move. Lann fought his thoughts again and followed. He entered the same hallway he crossed previously but did not notice the stairs that was directly behind him. It was incredible how perfectly placed that staircase was placed. There was a creak when Lann placed his foot over the stairs. It was hard, and cold like ice. It must've sat there for a while to make it feel so cold. That's probably because nobody was inside using the stairs. "Here, hold on to that." Somebody whispered. Wait, that was Emilia. Why was she whispering?

"Umm... Why are you whispering?" Before he could realise, Lann too was whispering. He shivered when his palm met the freezing cold railing of the stairs. "Oh. Wait, I think I get it." Giffles broke out and the two carefully took their stairs up. He heard more whispers, with the same tonality but just slightly softer. Emilia was doing something and it kept occurring every time they took a step up the stairs once. "Is she counting?" Of how many times you thought about something that's gonna happen in her bedroom? "Curse you narrator." Lann heard the number '14' and they finally reached the top of the stairs. A number just above the terrifying thirteen. The railing seemed to have finished there too. He stood still, and could see Emilia's shadow from where he was and followed, before seeing a hand out of darkness reaching quickly for his neck and Lann gasped, thinking that a ghost must've gotten pissed at him.

He was ready to just grab that hand and slam it aside, but the hand quickly pulled away with a wince before he heard the familiar voice again. "Sorry." She whispered. There was a sigh for Lann. Emilia was able to reach his other hand still resting on the railing. The entire thing would be more romantic if they could actually see each other. What about I prepare something to heat things up a little... And test Lann's resolve a little? "This way." Feeling his hand pulled, he followed the flow of physics and heard an open door. That was it, it was her room. Since everything was so dark, there was nothing different than pitch black darkness, except for the bleeding moonlight entering from the window. Right underneath that window was her bed. There was silence again and he waited. "You had some kind of torchlight juts now." Lann's face was equally stupefied when she had said that.

"Oh yeah, that's right... I completely forgot about it... Wow." He removed his phone, and pressed several buttons on it and the blitz light for the camera turned on. The same torchlight he used to find Emilia. "Where are-- Oh there." He also used this opportunity to flash about her room so that he could get an idea what sort of space he was in. It was neat, clean and the floor was visible. She was a neat and tidy person and Lann was surprised. "I don't know how you can be so diligent about your room. Anyway, here you go!" He handed his phone over to Emilia. He smiled as she crouched down a cabinet to search for the candle. He sat on her bed, waiting as she tried to look for her candles hoping that she would find it soon and before her father arrives. That could complicate things even worse. Lann wanted to ask, but if he did, would it make her think that he planned to... "Better keep my damn mouth shut!" He just waited, with a slightly frustrated face towards god knows who. It softened after a moment, realising that there was nothing he should be angry for.

When she found her set of candles, he was surprised that the matches were with the candles. How convenient was that? It was as if it was placed there in case a black out happened. Although it was a disappointment that there was just one candle stick. It was a scented aromatic candle, the one you would use to make your room smell a certain way. Lann felt Emilia shuffling until he could see her revealed under the moon light. "Are you... Patching it up in your room? Or should we go downstairs again?"
*Blasts wall with Maziodyne*

Well, well. What have we here? A Persona RP concept? Perhaps fate has brought me here.

*flicks magical book pages*

Yes. Yes. This will assist me in understanding the powers of the Wild Card.

*closes magical book*

I will keep an eye on you~! So that I can see this flu.
Welcome Leda!

Enjoy your stay *poof*~
Lann was ready to ride his bike off home into the night. He smiled at Emilia before he took his leave, preparing his bike and was about to mount on to the seat before Emilia intervened. She held on to his hand gently. "Wait." Her fingers lathering over his hands, rough from the fight. There were rashes and scratch marks over his knuckles and some of them were bleeding in its slightest. Even so, it still was hurting. Emilia took heart when she held his hand. It was as if he didn't have those marks before. When she touched it, it didn't hurt. From the way she had cleared her throat, and the grateful eyes of hers, it felt as if she wanted to do something to return the favour... "Erm... I..." She looked at her house, then back at Lann. He waited as he too glanced back at her house then back at Emilia, wondering what she had in mind waiting for her to continue speaking. "You're hurt." She stated. Lann's first thought was that it was nothing. What made him think twice was what she said next that surprised him. "My father isn't home yet... If it's alright with you, would you let me patch these up?" It was a brave offer from Emilia, but did she really trusted Lann that much, especially on the day that they just met with one another?

Lann thought over it. No, it can't be that. He needs to get his mind out of the gutter for that matter. She trusted him to go into her house and let her fix his injuries, that's all. It's only their first day too. He can't break trusts like that. But he also thought about how good it would be... Before snapping out o fit again and declaring himself no better than those goons and the students of the burnt down school. Emilia was still holding his hand, waiting for an answer from Lann as she held them. Her eyes begged for him to at least let her do something that can help him but Lann was a little confused about it. "Uhh... Are you sure Emilia? Today is the first time ..."

"Or is it...?"

"... we met with each other..." He didn't want to deter her of her decision. She wanted to do something that can at least say that she had been helpful. Even though he didn't want to deter her, it was only natural that she would feel in such a way. People tend to think of the things they were introduced to, even though they were told not to think about it. Like the 'don't think about elephants!' and guess what's the first thing that comes up to mind? After he made a fingers crossed decision, he finally replied to Emilia with an answer. "Alright, just to patch my hands, okay?" Lann's smile remained with Emilia's before she finally unlocked the gates of her home. The two walked inside. The moonlight made her entire home looked like it was a goddess's grove. There was a well-maintained garden with flowers of serene colours with a small tree in the middle. She must really love this home.

They arrived at the front door of her house in the middle of the night. Second thoughts came to Lann's mind but he kept them at bay. He didn't want to break the trust between Emilia on their first day. Although something about it makes him feel like he was... Floating. As if he knows that Emilia can take care of him. The doors open and it was dark. Of course, her first reaction would be turning on the lights. Lann waited outside as Emilia entered, feeling along the walls hopinh that her fingers would graze over a button that would brighten up the room with white light. Moments later, she found the switch and flicked it on. Just as she did so, the lights flickered on. Revealing all underneath its white shine. The place was extremely neat and well arranged. It too was practical. The work of a man and a woman altogether at once. "A nice home you have..." Lann removed his shoes and felt the need to at least place them neatly by the shoe rack. He ventured inside and sat down on the sofa with an intrigued expression looking around the house and at every single little thing that he could identify thinking that it was awesome. The TV laid there. A large fifty-inch LED television. It was quite a privilege that she had, compared to Lann's forty-four LCD television. Maybe he should ask his father to get a new one.

He had the temptation to turn it on and just watch whatever was on the TV, just to test out what it feels like to watch a huge TV. Just as he picked up the nearby remote and pressed the power switch, all of the lights suddenly blacked out. From complete clarity to absolute darkness. "Was that my fault?!" was his first immediate thought. No, it can't be. "Uh, Emilia? Are you okay?" He raised his voice a little so that she could hear. "Where are you?" He removed his phone and turned its torchlight on, quickly brightening the view in front of Lann as he flashed it over the coffee table. He stood up and carefully navigated his way around to the moonlit front door. He looked outside, and the street lights were off. Her neighbour's lights were out too. He wondered if his house also lost power. He quickly made a phone call to his home, but the immediate result was a disconnected tone. It appears that it lost power too. He heard Emilia shouting out something too-- perhaps struggling to get around. Lann took his torchlight with him and tried to look for Emilia in her own house. "Emi?"

He could hear her voice, but cannot determine where she was. Perhaps it was better to just wait then getting lost in darkness? He saw a flicker of light. A white glint of light and immediately assumed that it was Emilia. He hurried over and turned off his own torch so that she wouldn't be blinded. "Ah, there you are. I was getting worried for a moment." He held on to her arm. "The power went out in the neighbourhood. My house too..." He added. "Should we get candles?"
Lann's world was shaken with worry as he placed whatever within him to Emilia. Something inside of him felt the need to know that Emilia was safe. He felt cold sweat dripping to the tip of his very chin that made the earth shiver. His suddenly tired expression was shadowed by the bright moonlight of the starry dark sky. The clouds dissipated beneath them and it revealed a full moon above. Emilia's face was bathed in moonlight, and smiled. He imagined the figure of a beautiful goddess in her appearance as he breathed relief that she wasn't hurt gravely. Slowly her own silky fingers enveloped Lann's rough and soring knuckles where he winced in pain a little. "No, just a few bruises. Thanks to you." Lann closed his eyes and quirked his lips in gladness. Emilia tugged onto his arm, inviting him towards the now calmer street ahead of them. "Let's get away from here?" The alluring voice riled his ear with energy and an instant nod followed his consciousness.

"Yeah." He answered. Under the serene moonlight, the road was clear. Clarity and devoid of fears and doubts. The goons had disappeared, perhaps leaving with they weren't looking. If they had remained to steal the bike, Lann was certain that he would hear the bell of his chimes. She directed her head towards the street and Lann's hands reached her shoulder for the second time. Deeply diving into the beautiful gleam of her eyes he gazed, as if afloat without gravity. His mind felt sucked out from all thoughts and he experiences a certain happiness. They... Floated, arms interlocked as one among the universe. It was a silly sight, as Lann shook his head before smiling yet again without saying a single word. He took his moment to pick up his trusty bike and stood by Emilia's side, continuing their journey not far anymore into her home. Lann glad he came. He certainly felt as if a part of his old-school was not all that terrible. "Not far from here, right?"

The rest of their walk was quiet. It wasn't the eerie kind of quiet. With a bright night sky and soothing moonlight. It was... The romantic kind. Normally, romance wouldn't be associated with a blue-ish atmosphere, but the night was cooler and far more enticing than before. What the two of them were seeing is the true beauty of the night, where it was just so silent. The only echoes of the road were the chatter among Lann and Emilia. "How was it when you first got to Hill View High School? Were you nervous? Was Kat nervous?" Everything was just... Different under the moonlight. Objects that are mundane... They appear more than just that. With the glistening of the moon it looked like pearls among the road. Trash cans on the side of the road and trash bags looked far more friendlier underneath the moon's caress.

Finally, they reached their destination. It was Emilia's home. "It's a big home..." Lann quietly thought in whispers. He wondered if anybody was home, since most of the lights were out. "Will you be okay now Emilia?" Lann asked by the front gate of her house. He didn't intend on going inside, since it was late already. "By late I mean 8 PM." He rolled his eyes away. "I guess this is the time where we'll split for today. I'm really happy to see that you're not hurt at all." It was not very good of him to end with such a stale note. He didn't want their departure to be in that state. He changed his tone a little and tried to cheer her up. "Let's have fun tomorrow again!" He smiled at Emilia.
The expression that Emilia gave to Lann was expected. As the new guy of the group, it should only felt normal to be asking what his friends thought about him. That question would also be a good indicator whether or not Lann fits within the crowd of Hill View High School. Emilia had an answer in mind already as he saw from expression. Although she looked at me wildly before telling him what he really wanted to hear. "I think they really like you." That statement brought fulfilment in Lann. His new friends enjoyed his company. It felt good to be accepted with open arms. "It sounds strange, but somehow... It feels like you were supposed to be a part of our group the second you stepped into school." The statement caught Lann a little off guard. There was a brief silence between Emilia and Lann before she laughed and continuing to add to her comment that eased the situation a little from awkwardness. "So it was fate that you bumped into me like that, it would seem."

Lann giggled to Emilia's response until they turned around a corner. The street there was gloomier and far darker than the street he previously ventured. The streetlights were dim and some were flickering frantically before sometimes it would just turn off for a moment and on again. There were murmurs of people among this street and Lann couldn't help to tell Emilia to stay behind Lann. "Stay close... And hold on to me." He said before they attempted to cross the silhouettes of people passing by. He thought everything would went well, but the moment he attempted to pass through the three people, one of them cuts Lann off in front and another from the back. "Damn it." He murmured.

"Hey there pretty lady..." The guy prevented Lann and Emilia from moving on the street. He tried to avoid them by sidestepping, but they seemed intent on bothering them as they kept following Lann's movement until they were finally boxed in by the three guys, unable to go anywhere. "Well, well. Looks like we're also gonna be scoring tonight. Hurry up and hand your wallet over kid. And your bike too." Lann recognised the first mugger's voice. It took him a while to realise that it was a person from his old school. Most of the people there wasn't afraid to extort money from other students, so it would only seem natural that they were to mug people for stuff too. The two guys behind pulled Emilia away from Lann and subdued her by interlocking their arms to hers and stood back to see Lann's colleague trying to push Lann to hand over his wallet. "Come on kid... Unless you want your girlfriend there hurt, I'd suggest you pass your wallet and phone... And bike." Lann stood quietly, cursing at the three goons around him.

"You don't know who you're messing with. I suggest you just let her and me go before one of us would get hurt." Lann scowled at his colleague to try and talk him out of it. The end result was expected, he wouldn't let up.

"Oh no, no, no. I don't think so you little shit. Who do you think you are? The goddamn president? Now hurry up before I beat you up to a pulp and have fun with your girlfriend!" Lann's expression turned grim. He didn't want to do this but it seems there was no choice for him but to resort to his old ways. Even so, he still attempted to warn the guy to back off for his own good.

"I'm warning you... You let me go and nobody gets a broken bone."[/i] His warning was nevertheless disregarded by the mugger. From underneath the shadow Lann could tell that he was pissed off. He had a terrified look into his face but just as he saw the other two muggers that were with him, he knew that he'd win because of numbers. Lann's warning came out as a taunt to him, and his fists itched to just assault him until he submits.

"You just sentenced your shitty life to death, kid." Lann knew now that there wasn't a single reason not to resort to fighting. Lann let his bike go, sending it crashing to the ground beside him before the guy was in with the pocket knife trying to stab Lann directly by his stomach. A lethal move if Lann was careless. The darkness around was also fortunate. The mugger couldn't see where his hand was going but Lann could. He forced his wrist away from his body to the mugger's side and twisted his arm as hard as he could. The immediate reaction was the knife falling from the muggers hands. Lann let his arm go by pushing him away before the other guy who was holding Emilia back tried to attack him by yelling with a knife as his hands were in the air. Lann quickly dispatched him by holding the forearm where the knife was held and gave a knee kick to his stomach that winded him the attacker. As he struggled for his stomach, Lann held his neck with one hand and prepared his fist and punched his nose upwards that sent him flying for several inches before falling onto the ground. He was certain that he would have his nose bleeding.

The third guy was watching, but continuing his grip on Emilia and Lann walked right over to him. Of course, the guy was slightly scared but thanks to Emilia... "Lann! Behind you!" He quickly turned around to see the other man trying to get at him by running directly at Lann. He threw his fist downwards at Lann but Lann caught it and bashed his face as hard as he could before denting his chest with several more punches and a round kick to the neck, knocking him out. Finally, the last guy... Now, he was terrified. He debated whether or not he should run for his life or try his luck in fighting Lann. He was hesitating and scared so he let his arm go from Emilia and ran towards the direction Lann came from. He heard the jingle from his bike and saw that the guy with his nose bleeding trying to get away towards the same direction. Lann ran as fast as he could and threw himself at him, kicking as he was in midair sending the mugger off his bike several feet away because of Newton's second law. Two were out cold and the other was scared for his life.

And finally... Emilia. Lann's heartbeat softened a little after the fight and he breathed in much slower. He jogged over to Emilia to see if she was okay. "Are you hurt?" He latched on to her shoulders and looked at her directly by her face. His fingers inspected her neck and cheeks.
Emilia asked what the picture was for and Lann turned to her. "My dad. I'm just showing him who my first friend of the school was." Lann was content with the image, but there was no further reply from his father which felt a little weird as usually he would reply right away. Perhaps he wasn't in one of his breaks so he had to continue working. The shadows were creeping, so they really need to leave the school now before it was really, really late. He waited for Emilia who blinked herself back into reality before smiling back to Lann. He was glad that she didn't take his concern in the wrong way. "Usually my father comes to get me when it gets too late, but he's been busy at work recently, so..." There was a break in between her sentence. Is she trying to hide her fear? "Well, I'm not used to it, so I'm getting paranoid at every little thing. But I've never heard of anything serious happening in this neighbourhood. So it should be fine..."

Lann was about to drop the subject there. He felt as though he was belittling her for asking about it. He became unsure but the sky was getting darker and darker. Time was not waiting for Lann. Even if there wasn't anything dangerous around this neighbourhood, should a girl really risk walking home on their own without somebody she knows watching? If something did happened to Emilia... Wouldn't then Lann feel as though he was responsible for whatever happened? He heard her clearing her throat and was hesitant. "What to decide..." Lann took a moment to think until he came with a thoughtless resolution. "I... I don't think I can just... I don't want anything happening to you." Lann commented. "And since you've given me a tour of the school, I think I should return the favour too..." Lann readjusted his bag again before walking with Emilia towards the front yard of the school. "Let me just get my bike and I'll walk you home." Finally, the sky was covered with darkness and clouds. The street lights were already lit, revealing parts of the road as he undid his bicycle before walking towards Emilia. "Let's get you home."

Emilia and Lann walked together along the night sky towards her home. Lann was following closely next to Emilia with the bike beside him. The road was quiet, although frequently a car or two would pass by. Not many people were around as most shops were if not closed, were closing. The placed looked different in the night, nobody was around. Lann attempts to ease the mood of the eerie night streets by chatting with Emilia. "Umm... So what do you think? Does Kat, Sirius and Daniel enjoy having me around?" Lann casually asked, the ringing of his bike continuing to fill the silence of the road. There were silhouettes of people along the road. For most part, Lann assumed that they were the shop keepers who were leaving for home finally or just some people who were stuck in the same situation as Emilia.
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