Festival [Open-Please Come To My school Festival]

[Lihat Tanpa Melihat]

"Okay everyone, it's time for our big show. We've been preparing for months, and this is our time to shine!" the resounding voice of one inspired third year called out to her juniors.

"Yeah!!" responded the twenty odd fist and second years before her.

The other senior drama club members stood behind their fearless leader, arms folded, smiles wide. The school auditorium rang with the voices of the drama cubs members. It was festival day, and not a single thing had been left unprepared. The group stood on the stage surrounded by props and the backdrop for the opening scene was behind Kana, the leader of the group. Lihat, the unfortunate victim of his own arrogance stood at her right side, receiving a glances from the curious juniors and freshman every other second. He didn't belong, he knew it, it wasn't like they saw him often. He was spoke of as a ghost half the time, most of the freshman probably hadn't seen him before. He didn't move, his eyes didn't work so it's not like he needed to see them.

Well, I mind as well make the most of this day and let loose a little.

"You are all aware of the change I've made to the lineup, the princess will be yours truly as always, but our vampire prince, will be our very own Lihat Melihat!" Kana announced with pride. Lihat cringed hearing the confirmation of his role. He wasn't so pleased to be thrown out into the light, at least it wasn't sunlight though.

"He and I spent hours practicing his lines with great enthusiasm. I spent all night with him, teaching him all there was to know," she winked, warranting the giggles and gawking expressions of her club. The seniors simply chuckled a bit, or shook their heads already knowing their leaders personality.

Lihat stood covered in his cloak, his face shrouded in a hood, and his hands gloved. He had no trouble with things as they were, he would enjoy the play to it's fullest. He wasn't sure why the short production had touched him so much, but he liked the role he was given. He smirked under his hood.

Yes, I'll enjoy the day if I can.

Lihat's cool facade dropped and he relaxed his hatred of the spotlight and got ready to awe his crowd, If he was going to do anything, he would have to be the master of the show. He was given the lead role, so he could captivate the attentive audience, there was power in the actors voice too. Lihat's young heart thumped full of his own convincing. This was a good thing, he had wanted this, or he could accept that he was forced into something he would enjoy(not gonna happen).

The confetti cannon made by the science club blasted off, showering the walkway out in front of the school and waking the neighborhood. The clock had struck 10a.m, the first act was due to start in 35 minutes. Lihat felt his own excitement rise, and Kana called out even more pleased at the atmosphere's growing tension. It was an odd feeling of expectancy. "So without further ado, I present to you our star, Count Victor!"

Kana jumped down from her little podium and yanked Lihat's cloak away, presenting his face for the club to see. For his first public appearance, it couldn't have been any more grandiose. Lihat opened his eyes slowly, the dark blank orbs drew the gasps of multiple females and a few males shrunk back. He closed his eyes right afterward, bowing lightly and then straightening regally.

"Velcome, 'tis a pleasure I'm sure," he spoke through the false fangs that had been placed over his incisors. The altered speech only made his words more exotic, mixing with the accent he already had from his Indonesian mother language. And with that, the festivities began, the bustle outside could be heard even through the soundproofed walls.

[Oracle]

To Oracle, it was good to get out of the office.

A morning stroll to visit one of the local high schools he contemplated on funding always crossed his mind in the past; he never acted on it actually. But there was no time like the present, right?

In his Markus Bleache' guise, Oracle was accompanied by two men. One was one of his Skylight Industries security, while the other was a Jaffa of the newly established New Babylon. As they entered the school, bows were given by the staff. One of the faculty approached the three and bowed in respect as well.

"Welcome to our festival, Mr. Bleache'," she said. "We are so honored you have decided to come."

"Believe me," Oracle stated as he took off his sunglasses, "the pleasure is mine."

As the three began to walk again, the faculty member followed.

"Would you be so kind as to settle a query for me?" he asked.

"Why yes, Mr. Bleache'," she said.

"What activities do you have scheduled?"

"Well, the drama club is performing in the auditorium," she informed. "As a matter of fact, curtain call is in about twenty minutes."

Oracle smiled at the woman. "Why that sounds lovely," he said.

The woman smiled as well. "Please, follow me."

So Oracle and his company followed the woman into the auditorium, where she directed them to their seats. Oracle sat between his security and his New Babylon representative who, in Oracle's case, did not look amused.

"I don't know why we have to be here, sir," the Jaffa huffed.

Oracle lightly chuckled as he clasped his fingers together. "Calm down, Danko," he said to the Jaffa. "A bit of class will do you good."

Oracle watched the Jaffa named Danko sink a bit in his seat as the disguised Malakite crossed his legs and waited for the first act to begin.

[Rosey]

Rosey had to get away from Heaven while she could. She was glad that there was a break long enough for to escape. Unlike the Celestials she had the freedom of leaving without prosecution. She could still get into trouble if she didn't get back in time but she just needed to get away. All the alcohol she had sneaked with her to Heaven wasn't enough for her, so she left a little drunk.

She made it to a place that the Mortals called Japan, one of the places she traveled and stayed. She passed by a building that had a banner up talking about festivities or a festival in the local language. Whatever it was, it sounded like there would be food there. She waltz inside looking for food, stepping inside some of the rooms, she guessed that it was a school. She then started to hear people outside the room and stumbled out the room to see who it was because she was hungry.

[Yurik Deminov]

"Sake... sake is what the short and rigid peons of this isolated speck of dirt floating on water called their favored poison of choice, sake. Visually resembling water, it had no discernible odor, but unlike the more bland aspects of their cuisine, it actually had quite some kick to it, and it made there blood taste so much sweeter, the texture akin to a light syrup." Yurik mused to himself in his usual gluttonous way in relation to the humans he came across so often. Inside the school, he made his way to the auditorium, seemingly following someone who was unaware of his presence at the moment.

"But enough of my pallet related quandaries, I find myself surrounded by the prepubescent stench of youth, a high school where the potential veal of the land of Kobe beef goes for it's education, interesting how these peons pride themselves on their aptitude when they engage in poorly written plays, the parchment these scripts were written on unfit for toilet paper, the excrement would provide a relief from the molestation of the ink of the playwright." The vampire continued, eying an area behind his prey, placing his cape behind himself, holding it down as he sat.

"Although the young and supple necks of these nubile, oriental specimens is appealing, I hunger for something that will sate both my appetite and my lust for cruelty, for I fear if I dined on anyone of them I would be hungry in an hour or so. No, the familiar stench of someone I have been tracking for a while is present, and despite his attempts to hide behind some paltry veil of sorcery, the very same magic he uses to construct his disguise lead me to him, like a trial of blood soaked breadcrumbs I follow, ashamed of myself if I possessed such a lowly form of vanity, shame that is."

"I find a seat in a row seat behind him, these accommodation are so bothersome, my physical greatness pushed to the paragon of discomfort by these chairs, my only comfort, the neck of Oracle plainly in view. The smell of pixie is in the air as well, but I think dessert is most appropriately served after dinner. I lick my lips in anticipation and smile, knowing nothing can stop me, as well as the fact that I look most dashing with my canines exposed." Expressing his distaste for his seat, but his excitement at the view, arrogance his cologne of choice for the evening.

[Cielle Blanche]

Cielle thought that this school festival was very nice--as a girl who had never been to school, this was her first time attending one. This school was rather large, and their festival spanded through a school building, an auditorium and also the courtyard in front of the school. There were booths everywhere--people had set up games and small cafes, as well as other things like a haunted houses, eating contests and movie showings. There were food stands and presentations and concerts--and there was much too much for Cielle to enjoy all at once.

Cielle spent some of her time over at the food booths at first--there was a patisserie that supposedly specialized in French pastries. She spoke a bit of French to them, got to meet the French Club for that school, and gave a detailed critique of their recipe and gave them some pointers and recommendations. She loved helping out more than she loved food. While she doubted that anything in the Haunted house could scare her, she did it anyway, and while her theory proved right it was still fun seeing everyone else get scared. Personally, Cielle didn't think that anyone could scare her as badly as Taiyou had.

She made her duty, overall, to escape her other classmates from Katei Highschool. They were al bothersome and petty, and none of them had spoken to her since she transferred in. At least here the students were nice.

It was not long, however, before she saw several students rushing off in the direction of the auditorium.

"Where's everyone going?" she asked, almost speaking only to herself.

A young girl from a prize booth answered her. "There's a play happening at around ten thirty. I wanted to go, but I'm stuck here...It's all right, though..." She looked rather sad, but she also seemed to be enjoying her job at the prize booth.

"Thank you," Cielled said, bowing her head in thanks before taking off, trailing behind the students that she had seen earlier and following them in for the show. The lights in the auditorium had already been dimmed, so she guess that she was just in time. it was too dark to be able to see her watch, so she just felt her way to an empty seat. There were a lot of students and guests already in seats, and she felt like she was late even though the show hadn't begun yet. She found an empty chair on the end of a row on the right side of the auditorium. It wasn't as close as she wanted, but she was pretty sure that with her enhanced senses, she could see them just fine.

[Lihat Tanpa Melihat]

Lihat stood backstage trying as he might to figure out what the hell he should do about his scenes with Kana. All the scenes he would have with her included moments in which he'd look directly in her eyes, but she always shrunk away. He paced, not thinking, not knowing how it would work out. He paused, he thought and tried to see into his future memories, but it was cloudy. Lihat focused for a moment, clearing his worries and thinking on only what may come. His ability seemed to be dulled, maybe it was his excitement. The pale male lead drained as the butterflies set in, his white skin almost ghostly as he shook away his nervous heart. The forest scene was in place, and he stood ready to begin, he knew that the place was packed, the drama club's reputation made that a guarantee. There was nothing for him to do but act, and act well hopefully.

Kana walked up behind him and pat him on the back, she smiled and walked away as his partner for the first scene walked up beside him. The girl smiled and looked up at him for a second, taking in his face. She leaned a bit over to look at him more clearly, noticing his eyes were closed.

"Why don't you open your eyes L-sempai?"she queried, her voice surprisingly calm given the lay was second away.

"Visualizing," he lied, he knew he could drag a more interesting effect on her if she saw his eyes up close for the first time on stage. It was then that the first curtains opened and the scene became a reality. The announcer began..

"Hello, and welcome to another of your, Kozaki High Drama Club's great productions," there was a pause for the rambunctious applause from the crowd. Including a few declarations of love for the announcer, Kana and various other performers. Then the lively and bold voice of the young man continued. "We are proud to present to you our very own original script, written by Kana Suzaki and acted out by the brilliant performers or the Drama Club. On behalf drama club, and all our generous sponsors and proud supporters, let the show begin."

The cue was given and the younger performer walked forward onto the stage, her elegant dress swishing as she swayed into the audiences view. After a few feet, Lihat followed, coming into view five feet from her as the lights came on, casting the feeling of a summers eve over the auditorium. The doors creaked closed as the play started, and the darkness was welcome to the sun shy Lihat. The fake trees separated them from the audience, making them seem to be behind the trees, Lihat liked the effect. Then the girl spoke, in the louder than needed voice needed for stage acting, though it was just as lovely, and obviously well practiced.

"Oh, Romeo my love, You steal me away in the night as if you were a specter in my dreams," she cooed, and the cardboard trees were pulled away. She stopped, and Lihat reached her as the trees revealed the full scene.

"My dear Marianne, do not call me your specter, but the man to make real your dreams," Lihat's voice echoed in a mellow tone. Thick with the poetic sensitivity he was instructed to enforce. He sounded hurt, and it projected. His accent and false fangs made his enthralling tone all the more unique as the blind actor touched the females shoulder lightly.

The girl shrugged into his touch as if it brought her the greatest pleasure and blushed. Her eyes closing, only to flutter open as she turned sideways to look up into his face.

"Make real my dreams you do indeed, but still you hide so much from me," she began, her face turning serious as she turned to him. Her hands upon his chest.

"And what is it you want to see?" Lihat questioned, his eyes focused upward toward the cardboard moon that was dropped down as his line was said.

"Show me the thing you hide from me, the reason the night is the veil with which you spirit me away, " she begged, her voice rising as she pushed away and stared at him to aid her plea. Her eyes teary as if she was releasing something she'd been holding on to for her entire life. "Show me once... just once the eyes that shy from mine own gaze," her voice broke.

"My love," Lihat murmured, loud enough to be heard, but still the sound of remorse thick in his tone.

"NO," she screeched. "Don't you charm me free of my sensibility. Give me what I beg for. Let me see..." she begged, one hand on her stomach, the other over her chest as she stifled her painful tears.

"Then look my love, Look at me," Lihat said with a voice of one whom was thoroughly defeated. The dim light was parted by a oddly cool spotlight. The light wasn't harsh, but the effect of revelation was intended and passed through it.

The girl playing Marianne looked up into his eyes, Lihat opened his gaze, and stared... waiting. The girl started, her hand dropping from her heart as she froze. He opened his lips to speak, not with his normal cool tone but one more demanding, revealing the line of his teeth.

"What do you see?" his fangs glinted at just the right moment as the soft light glowed down on him. His hollow eyes were on her and she stood trapped in his mesmeric gaze. The girl shook her head in denial, wrapped herself in her arms as if clutching her sanity.

"WHAT DO YOU SEE?" he cried out in a pained roar that still her and made her drop her arms.

"A.. beast," she said in a trembling voice.

Lihat's shoulders sagged and his head bowed.

"You.. You DEMON, treacherous trickster. What do you want with me? You want to ki..." she screamed, acting hysteric. Lihat was instantly outraged.

"Then a demon I shall be," Lihat's retort was spat at her with such a savage acidic hatred that it could almost be felt. He lurched forward, tossing her to the ground.

Lihat pinned her without effort as she squirmed to get free(though she'd likely have been able if not for the acting). With a grandiose sweep of his hand he bulled her blouse, revealing the upper part of her chest(no nipple, only bikini line) before sinking his teeth into her flesh. The blood capsule planted in her shirt burst and the red ran down, staining her porcelain skin. He remained there, his arm on her waist and his left hand holding her head up in a classic pose of vampiric feeding. Lihat drained his fill, and her body went limp. The pale actor rose , the red "blood" on his lips and spilled from his mouth. He had tears in his eyes. He looked up as if pleading with the world for forgiveness. Then turned his eyes away from the scene and left the stage. The lights went off and the first act scene was cleared.

[Rosey]

Rosey followed some kids in hopes of them leading to some food. But she noticed the smell of food after following them down the hall and went outside. There was a bread stand not to far away. She wondered if they had some soda bread which was similar to the bread that faeries back at home made, or wheat bread, or even garlic bread. But she found that they had curry pan, various flavors of melon pan and anpan, amashoko, the list went on. She decided on melon bread only because the girl behind the booth said it was quite popular. She then told Rosey that she should hurry and go inside before the play started.

A little curious about the play, Rosey went inside to see what it was about after she got some melon bread. She cracked open the door and almost tripped over every single person before she finally sat down. It would have been easier if she could just fly to her seat but these mortals wouldn't be able to handle something like that. Instead she sat down in her mortal disguise and began eating her bread.

[Oracle]

With intrigue, the disguised Malakite sat in the darkened theater watching the first act of the school production with mild curiosity. Oracle had to admit; drama was one of the few mortal inventions that he actually enjoyed; the ability to become another person was such an interesting concept to him and the rhetoric within drama was something he could relate to.

But out of all the topics, situations and scenarios, this school production had to choose vampires. Seeing the lad playing the being in question only reminded Oracle of his previous encounter with a certain vampire in Paris, France. And whereas their altercation had no real deemed victor, Oracle couldn't forget his name if he wanted to.

The scene had ended, and someone in the audience started the applause. His Jaffa bodyguard Danko huffed in frustration. He looked to his left to see the human and smirked in sarcasm.

"Aren't you enjoying yourself?" he asked quietly.

"You kidding me?" he replied in the same quiet tone. "Fucking Twilight is more watchable than this shit!"

"Calm down your language, Danko," Oracle demanded. "You are in a school."

As the Malakite turned around to face the stage again, his right wrist started to cringe. Flinching in the unexpected pain, he looked at it with surprise, realizing that this was the same wrist the vampire he confronted bit him before his cowardly departure. And at the same time, Oracle could start to sense the presence of another void user dangerously close to himself.

His eyes widened and his brow frowned. Could it be? Out of all the times he could have shown his putrid self to the Malakite before, he chooses to do it in a place as public as this?! Oracle calmed down; he should have expected nothing less from a glorified human. Grabbing his wrist out of anger now more than pain, the Malakite realized that these were no mere coincidences.

The vampire Yurik Deminov was here.

Oracle looked over to Danko sharply, with his frown still present. His eye contact was immediately met and his face of irritation was replaced with seriousness.

"Guard the outside door," he whispered.

Danko nodded. "Yes sir," he said before leaving the empty row. Oracle watched until he left the theater and turned to his security guard.

"When this production is over," he whispered, "tell whoever is in charge that I wish to meet with the drama club to congratulate them personally. I shall return shortly."

The guard nodded and continued to stare at the stage while Oracle stood up and headed out the door. Fixing his suit jacket and shirt, the disguised Malakite used his void magic to make himself invisible before walking in a path filled with mortals until he reached the school's abandoned gymnasium. If it was a fight Yurik wanted, then it was a fight he will get...

[Yurik Deminov]

This is absurd, a mockery, a sham, a flaccid and hollow depiction of what these cattle consider to the lifestyle led by myself and others of my kind. My stomach would turn of that were possible, and I begin to loudly proclaim my distaste for this juvenile rendition of feeding. upon the sweet supple neck of the specimen on stage. How perverse is it for these animals to simulate something they deem barbaric for show I notice Oracle has caught onto my presence, and I smile as he casual stands, walking away, expecting me to follow, his peon guard present as if they could do anything to stop me." Yurik says to himself, standing to his feet, throwing his cape behind himself at the viewing expense of those behind him. Unconcerned a this point of those who can see his fangs and inhuman physique through his clothing, the vampire walked to the door, fusing the feet of the guard to the floor.

"This idiot cloaks himself, thinking he is invincible, but I could not see him any clearer if he stood in front of me, he parades into a disclosed room that reeks of cattle sweat and linoleum, I open the door and leave it, the artificial light doing nothing to me. The room is dark and quiet, I can hear his breathing, its pace growing as I step closer, uncloaked and in full shit, cracking my neck and straightening the cuffs of my shirt" Yurik continued in his own mind, makinghis way to the room's center to meet Oracle.

"So, you finally have shown yourself, and here of all the places in this rancid, festering pools of vermin, did you choose this place to mock me, or draw me out to finish what I began with your tender arm." Yurik said to Oracle, his cape's shadow forming hissing serpents in the small sliver of light from the cracked door. He walked closer to Oracle, now stand feet away from his prey's face, his smile baring his sharp and red tipped fangs, his eyes fixated onto Oracle's. "Shall I take you fast and quick, consuming you like a snack, or shall I make this a long, and arduous ordeal, the hormones of fear actually sweeten the blood you know." Yurik said, continuing to banter as he smirked at Oracle, leaning against the the air, his eyes glowing with a growing hunger that bordered lust, afloat and awaiting a reaction.

[Oracle]

Just as expected, the bothersome vampire followed suit after Oracle. By the time Yurik opened the gymnasium doors, the Malakite was in his true form, facing the vampire in his hooded robes with his staff in his right hand. He could see him crack his neck, making his way toward him. As the insulate fool started to jabber, the Malakite could only smirk at his arrogance. And as he continued on about how to have him, Oracle's smirk immediately transformed into laughter that was one step away from something maniacal.

"If I didn't know any better Yurik," Oracle stated after his laughter started to die down, "I would say that you were after a bit more than just my blood."

Oracle looked around to observe the darkness of the school gym. It was sufficient enough; the light the open door that was now populated by serpents because of the miscreant's own supply of void magic added just the right amount for the Malakite to immediately take control of the situation through other means if need be. He chuckled to himself.

"You honestly have no idea the amount of power I possess, do you Yurik?" he spoke to the walking parasite. "Your own arrogance and lust over my flesh has made you blind; you cannot dominate me so easily."

Oracle had to admit; whereas he was annoyed at this leech's appearance, he was having too much fun having a pseudo-normal conversation with Yurik. He knew that this would only lead to their unavoidable physical confrontation, but when in Rome...

"I must say though, Yurik," Oracle said in a tone that any other being would find seductively teasing, "As much as I find you an annoying splinter in my finger, I admire that you... like what you see..."

[Cielle Blanche]

Cielle thought that this play was rather lovely; although the scenes seemed a bit stereotypical, it was a high school play and it was expected. The acting, however, was very nice, and it was with a small smiled that Cielle wondered whether or not these stage actors knew of the existence of real vampires. Cielle had only seen one in her lifetime, however, and that had been the Vampire called "Exodus", the one who had stayed with her mother.

As the first scene ended, she made the point of clapping along with the rest of the crowd, and the lights dimmed on stage for the backstage personnel to set up the props for the next scene. Staring in front of her, she saw some large man throw up a cloak behind himself, several kids crying out in protest until he exited his row and headed to the door of the auditorium. A real fan for the show, Cielle thought, wearing a cape and everything...

Turning back to the stage, she felt her skin prickle, and she quickly turned toward the auditorium doors--someone had just used magic. She couldn't tell what element, as it had only been a small amount, but she noticed it. The door was wide open, and she was unable to see who had left. There were a few more children coming in, but she couldn't tell if any of them had been the culprit. None of them looked suspicious...perhaps a high school student with magical attunement had just used their abilities for a joke of some sort? It was impossible to tell. But considering that she was the only student at her school--as far as she could tell--who wasn't Human or had powers, she wondered if there was another creature like her here. She kept looking around, but still couldn't see anything at all.

[Rosey]

Man, it seems as if people can't seem to find a place to be in and stay in. Rosey thought to herself as she saw people entering and leaving. The play probably didn't suit the people leaving I guess... Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt a change in the air. It made her feel a bit uneasy and her leg started to move as if she was on the edge. Her fire spirit, Ild, took notice and came out the entrance of her ear to whisper to her that someone had just used void magic or something similar.

Her eyes widen just then. She started to think that it could have been that one guy that she heard the heaven folks talked about that used void. She couldn't remember his name, all she remembered was that he was one of the rebels that both heaven and hell was looking for. She started to curse herself for being a little drunk to remembering anything. "What was his name? Sa...se....so...sho..." She mumbled under her breath but she scream out the last one just when the set was changing for the next act. "SHOKO!!!"

Disregarding the strange looks she got from the people in the auditorium, she jumped and tripped over every single person in her row to get out and run after the source. If she can get this rebel, then Gin and her Queen would cut her some slack. She would be in good with heaven and not have to worry about dealing with their bullshit. She would have succeeded where Mei had fail.

She couldn't run out fast enough, and looked around for this Shoko person in the hallway. She never got a description of him and as far she knew, he could be anyone of these people around here. "Ild, where can you sense this void?"

"I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know! You're a freaking elemental spirit, how can you not know?!" Rosey yelled back at Ild who remained hidden in her ear. She was getting weird looks from the few people on their way from the bathroom who thought she was talking to herself.

"I'll check the gymnasium if I were you. But thats just a suggestion." Ild whispered into her ear. Rosey rolled her eyes and headed towards the location Ild suggested her to, bust open the already cracked door. "Shoko!!!" She screamed out ready to fight him. But eyes laid upon serpents, then the two figures that had been standing there in the dark. "Which one of you is Shoko?!"

[Oracle]

Oracle had to admit; the random interruption from the woman in the doorway was rather interesting. It was clear that she could see neither Yurik or himself, because of the darkness within the gymnasium. But hearing her scream the hellion rebel leader's name threw off the wingless Malakite to a degree.

Oracle could tell that she saw Yurik's serpents first; that was obviously given. And the fact that she seemed to notice them but still couldn't tell who each of them were continued to make Oracle think that the darkness was hiding their faces rather successfully.

He smiled at the idea.

Once she demanded to know which one of them were the rebel leader Ishii Shoko, Oracle found her voice familiar.

"You know nothing of alcoholism!" She said after she took the shot and slammed the cup down.

She went down to the other end of the bar where she bumped into the guy with the blue hair that was standing in front of her in the line. She quickly excused herself and yelled for the bartender getting his drinks to get her a drink.

Oracle smirked at the woman, now finding the body in his memory bank to match with the voice. The same voice that led to him running into his fae cohort Hilde.

"The drunk from Paris," Oracle said to himself as he continued to smile. Allowing Kain to use his abilities since the Ai was directly connected to his shadow, Oracle retreated from the gym undetected, using Kain's abilities over the darkness. However, the Malakite manipulated Yurik's own void magic and through the voice of a snake into the sea of serpents before her, making sure that she was the only one who could hear them speak.

<Sssseek the one who we came from, child> he said through the snakes. <The one who feasssstssss off the neckssss of the innocent mortalssss is the rebel'ssss repressssentative for thissss realm. Desssstroy him, and claim your glory.>

Soon after the possession of Yurik's snakes, Oracle appeared in an empty men's bathroom within the school. Changing back into his Markus Bleache' guise, he fixed himself before he headed out and headed toward some of the classrooms.

<Danko,> Oracle subconsciously alerted his Jaffa guard. <There is a threat in the gymnasium. You'll find a fae confronting a real vampire. Help the fae and make sure she's convinced that he is the only one of magical essence besides you and herself.>

Soon after giving Danko his telepathic order, Oracle ran into the same school representative with a smile on her face.

"Did you enjoy act one of our school production?" she asked.

"It was lovely, thank you," Oracle stated. "May I be so quaint as to speak to the drama department?"

"Of course, Mr. Bleache!" she exclaimed with a great amount of glee in her voice. "Just this way, please."

Oracle nodded in appreciation. "Thank you very much..."

[Yurik Deminov]

"He tries so hard to be coy, seductive, and yet when I hear his gurgled murmurs, I silently retch inside, his cologne of flamboyant arrogance filling my nostrils with the a foul stench. He does not realize that I want to kill him, if I were hungry I could easily have any of the nubile meat-bags that sulk in this building, but him, he is special in the sense that my craving to his blood run down my fingertips, and yes if thing get quite messy possibly stain my attire will be well worth the time spent hunting him down."

"I like what will hopefully will be your limp and broken cadaver strewn across the linoleum covered floor, a subtle final resting place for you." Yurik said to Oracle, standing upright and begin to walk over to Oracle. Just then their was an interruption, the Fae that Yurik had noted was present in the auditorium earlier, her sudden appearance distracting as the serpents Yurik formed were now visible and no longer hidden. She began to yell at both he and Oracle, questioning which one of them was Shoko, a name that Yurik was unfamiliar with and therefore deemed insignificant. "Bothersome cunt, unless you have arrived as desert, close the door behind yourself after you leave, I am quite to busy to be bothered by you, this Shoko you seek is not present now go..." Yurik spat to Rosey in annoyance, without turning his head to address her.

Just then Yurik could feel Oracle sending his magic to posses his serpents, causing them to speak to her, impacting that he was who he said he was not. Sighing, Yurik snapped his fingers and turned the snakes into a pool of thick, viscous mud. Before Yurik could close in on Oracle, he disappeared, leaving him alone with the loud girl, his presence now somewhere else in the building.

"To say that this random tramps appearance is frustratingly annoying would be verbose, Oracle has conveniently fled and now I stand here with her, the sheer look of stupidity on her face is almost comic to be truthful."

Turning to Rosey, Yurik's eyes flashed red as he stared at Rosey, and he stood near the puddle of mud as he continued to home in on where Oracle was. "You have cost me my dinner for the moment, but you look appetizing enough." Yurik said to Rosey, his toothy grin now gleamed at the young women across the room. Summoning his magics, Yurik sent a surge of mind to Oracle's direction. "Run all you want, I will find you, and I will enjoy the look on your face as I tear your appendages off one by one." He said to Oracle, extending his cape wrapped arm to Rosey as an invitation for her to come closer.

[Rosey]

Rosey listened as the serpents was telling them that the person they originated from was Shoko but she had her doubts about that. Ild, while still residing in her ear mentioned that void magic was being used. Then she one of the men disappearing, which made her even more apprehensive of the information she received. The other person could have been one of the other rebels but she had to make sure for herself.

When she took a step forward, she was told that she interfered with his dinner plans while inviting her closer for a quick meal in the meal time. "A vampire? Thanks but no thanks. I rather eat than be eaten. If you're not Shoko then I'll just be on my way to find him." She turned around to leave, hoping that if the other person was Shoko, then hopefully he didn't go to far.

[Knight NPC]

Danko stood outside the auditorium doors with his hands in his pockets, bored. A single huff made everyone around him aware, but he could care less about what they thought was relevant. As much as he liked the idea of being one of the Jaffa of New Babylon, he was ready to see some action. And he wasn't going to see it inside a school filled with naive kids.

Oracle -- I mean, Mr. Bleache' -- had already left the auditorium. Apparently, he was about to get involved with something that he could handle himself but made sure to have Danko ready in case it got out of hand. He could understand that. But still, this was boring.

Then a guy with a cape and fangs that looked just as fake as that kid who played the vampire earlier walked out. He had a grin on his face and looked like he was headed the same way as his boss. But before Danko could do anything about it, the guy used some type of magic, making his feet merge with the marble floor.

"Huh?" he said in amazement. When he looked back forward, the guy was gone. And Danko was still trying to understand what the hell just happened. Immediately, he heard the civilians in the school pointing and laughing at Danko's situation. But instead of sulking, Danko smirked.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" He loudly proclaimed. He then pointed to a fat kid eating some cotton candy. "And that thing," he brushed off. "Watch and be amazed as I -- Danko the Magnificent -- free myself from this phenomenal... phenomena!"

He pulled out his sword and twirled it around for the audience in front of him. They watched in amazement at his sword skills as he placed the tip of his blade on the floor between his legs. Keeping his palms on the top portion of his sword handle, Danko used his sound magic and transferred it down through his sword and into the area encasing his feet. And with the sound waves separating the particles of the marble, Danko flipped out of the floor and landed on the solid ground.

The civilians cheered and applauded as Danko took a bow with a smirk on his face.

"Thank you, thank you," he stated. "I'll be here all week..."

<Danko,> he heard his boss speak in his mind. <There is a threat in the gymnasium. You'll find a fae confronting a real vampire. Help the fae and make sure she's convinced that he is the only one of magical essence besides you and herself.>

Danko smirked. Finally, some action.

"And now," he alerted his viewing audience, "I leave you with yet another feat of astounding wonder." He pointed to the wall behind him. "I shall run through solid concrete!"

Holding out his hand, Danko sent a wave of sound magic toward the wall. With a salute, he ran through the wall now that the particles remained incomplete as he traveled. When he appeared out the other side, he saw a girl in the doorway of a gymnasium near a puddle of mud as he caught the last of what she said.

"...then I'll just be on my way to find him."

Not good, Danko thought to himself.

Now that the wall behind him was solid again, Danko pushed off of it with a small blast of sound magic. It was enough to make sure that he blasted himself into the gym -- colliding with the girl -- and for the aftermath to close the gym doors afterward. What was left turned on the lights in the gym, and Danko could see what his boss was telling him about. It was the same guy that trapped his feet in the floor from before. And apparently he was a vampire. Danko smirked.

Sweet, he thought.

[Rosey]

"Get the hell off of me!" Rosey pushed the guy that appeared out of no where off her so she could pick herself up. She grabbed her sword out of the air and pointed it at the new person while looking back at the vampire guy. She was pissed now and felt like hurting someone. But she started thinking that maybe this person could be Shoko.

"Who the fuck are you? Are you with this blood sucker? I want some damn answers now! And if you bullshit me I'll be force to cut you down" Her eyes started to turn red and her sword started to glow with heat.

[Knight NPC]

Hearing the girl his boss mentioned was a fae curse at him made him chuckle a bit, especially when she pushed him off her. And the fact that she pointed a weapon at the guy just left him in stitches. It was amazing that Danko was even able to hear her ask him anything the way he was laughing. But he was able to hear every cliche question via sound magic. It was just something about her voice that Danko found... funny.

He calmed down before standing up and moving the tip of her sword away from his face to get a better look at her, now that the lights were on. She wasn't half bad. And the fact that her eyes were glowing red just added to the hotness. Glancing back at the vampire before looking at the fae again, the smile he had when he was laughing earlier turned into a mischievous grin.

"Calm down, doll-face," he told her. "I'm on your side; I came to help."

He quickly scanned the fox as his grin widened.

"...In any way I can, if you catch by back draft," he said jokingly. He nodded toward the vampire. "You think we can take 'em? You wouldn't want a dangerous guy like this on the loose with a bunch of civilians out, would ya?"

Before Danko could even wait to hear the fae's reply, Danko took out his own sword and pointed it at the vampire. "That was a nice trick you pulled earlier with the floor, dude," Danko projected. "Real nice."

Danko opened up his free hand as his grin escalated.

"But I got some tricks of my own I didn't get a chance to show you."

The area around Danko's hand started to tremor a bit. You could see something warping around it. Danko could only keep his grin, until he yelled something.

"LET'S PLAY BALL!!!"

And with a throw of that hand, Danko sent a powerful blast of sound magic the vampire's way. He wasn't counting on the Dracula wanna-be to take the blast, however. So with his sound magic, Danko ran fast enough to appear behind the vamp with the blink of an eye, preparing a sword strike to come his way.

This was gonna be sooo much fun...

[Yurik Deminov]

"Typical. Moron's run so fastidiously to their deaths, I often wonder does tripping save them a few precious moments before they are snuffed out. He jabbers on, like the idiot he is, his attempts to illicit the Fae in attacking me proving to be rather hallow, taking the initiative to attack me himself, in a very premature fashion. I will say that dodging his frontal attack would have been child's play, but his speed is unnatural as I words these thoughts he is poised to strike me from behind." Yurik thought to himself as the sword sliced through his cloak, instantly exploding into a hail of bats. The nature of the blast at Yurik was a sonic one, which proved to be inadvertently advantageous, sending the sound sensitive creatures into a frenzy as they swarmed the reckless man who's momentum from his sword attack carried him to fray as Yurik cloaked himself and moved to a safer location.

"I can feel the tear in my flesh from his blade on my shoulder as I use my void magic to close my wound, something rather less than tedious and given my vampirism. My bats serve as perfect fodder and mortar to patch my wound, two of them more than sufficient in covering my wound as poise to counter attack. The venom in the bats claws and teeth shall slow him down, and when I get my hands on his weapon, I'll flay him and devour his heart, his relationship to Oracle undoubted, he reeks of the same cheap bidet liquid as his comrade, laughable that this is what passes as cologne. I am growing tired of him and his kind, they make finding a meal so difficult." Yurik continued in though as he patched his wound, appearing seconds after to guide the frenzied fly rodents into Danko. The beasts tore and screeched incessantly, the swipes of their fangs and claws clattered with the beating of their leathery wings, the stench of guano and blood from their mouths and bodies filling the gymnasium.



Yurik then turned to the woman who stood watching, preparing to intercept her if she made a move against him. "Will you follow this idiot into oblivion as well, or will you follow the man that sent him here, I have not run away after you proclaimed your search of this 'Shoko'. He no doubt works for him, why else would he send an attack, he rudely bumped into you I may add." Yurik's deep and brooding voice voice was a s smooth as silk as he addressed Rosey, his influence over mind imparting the suggestion of truth in his words, his tone making him sound all the more believable combined with his subtle mental suggestions of said truths.

[Rosey]

"Fuckin' dumbass. Let him get his ass handed to him." She started to leave when she started to hear bats all of a sudden and turned around to see what was going on. The vampire guy then asked if she was going to start fighting with him as well. She looked at him for a second and then turned to leave, there was no need to say anything. If the idiot was such a tough he should be able to handle himself.

She walked out of the gymnasium and saw that everyone was rushing towards the auditorium, possibly for the next act. She whispered to Ild, "Keep alert for that void magic, he could still be around." She figured she should stick around and see if the other guy was close by and went to where everyone was going.