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Post by nekochan on Aug 11, 2011 2:43:44 GMT -6
Umehito was having a beneficial day. All was calm, this morning weather had been favorably foggy and comforting to his body. No one had bothered him and he found three amazing books on the history of American ghost towns. It had been a great discovery to add onto such a wonderful day, not to mention he got to tease Tamaki into a fit in the halls before lunch.
He was walking around the halls, enjoying the moments of silence after the school had ended. It was still slightly foggy at the moment so his hood was down as he read one of his books. He noticed the sun was coming up so he started to hurry his pace to one of the much darker corridors. He did not notice anything till he walked straight into a person, he looked up to notice he had bumped into a furious looking male.
"Oh." He muttered as an apology as he attempted to move out of his way. He was suddenly grabbed and held tight.
"You put a curse on me, made us lose our baseball game AND my girlfriend!" The male, who he had only seen once, screamed in his face.
Before the cloaked teenager could reply his robes were roughly pulled off him along with his wig. Nekozawa tried to fight back to grab his things, but then Beelzenef was ripped from his hand, causing Umehito to feel powerless against his attack.
The male ran to the window and threw his things out into the now glaring sunlight, and ran off cackling. Nekozawa, not knowing what to do began to walk numbly to the much darker corridors and wait for the fog to return. Once he found a dark corner he curled up there and let his head hit his knees.
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Post by cleary on Aug 11, 2011 6:41:33 GMT -6
Shione was in a good mood as she walked back over from the direction of the university buildings. She had received permission this year to attend several credits of university-level material, and was loving every moment of it. She wished all of her classes were like this, something that really kept up with her mental appetite for these kind of things. And it seemed she had been at the top of her game today, finishing her organic chemistry lab early with results within 2% of the expected yield. AND it was sunny!
It wasn't exactly a secret where she had been, either, with a white lab coat folded neatly and draped over one shoulder, and not-yet-faded marks on her face from wearing lab goggles for the past hour.
There was a slight spring in her normally light steps as she went to cut through the courtyard corridors, a faster path to where her driver usually waited to pick her up in front of the high school campus.
As she passed by the artfully trimmed bushes lining the wall, a hint of black caught her eye. Shione slowed her pace as she drew nearer, and it was soon made out to be the corner of some black material. It was what looked to be a black robe or blanket of some sort, nearly falling off the side of a trimmed bush in a shape that reminded her of rotini pasta. Why on earth was it out here in the shrubbery?
Shione looked around to see nobody paying much mind. She turned back to the garment and picked it up off the bush, gently shaking a few stray leaves off. Something that looked like a small black animal fell from the robe to her feet, making her jump back slightly with a squeak.
She stared down to find that the creature was completely still; it was a black wig. How curious, it was like somebody left a costume out here, albeit a very gloomy-looking one... Almost a little familiar. She picked up and dusted off the wig. Cloak, wig...what else was around here? Shione peered around the side of the pasta bush and then under, and found the cat-puppet Beelzenef himself.
It made sense now. The boy who always wore the robe and his puppet... These belonged to him. Nekozawa-san, wasn't it? Another person who was generally considered odd. But why was his costume here, and him nowhere in sight?
Either way, she knew she had to return his things somehow. She wasn't quite sure where to look for Nekozawa-san, but the school did have a very organized Lost and Found program. Shione figured she would look around the nearby area, then go turn it in if she couldn't find him...
Why was she doing this, she wondered? Usually Shione would just let things be and not get involved with this kind of matter... But in some ways she felt a little sympathetic towards they guy. They had never really talked before, and to be honest, the dark arts did creep her out... But she couldn't help feeling some sort of camaraderie for a fellow ousider. Or something.
Shione looked down at the cat puppet in her hands and smiled a little. It was actually kind of cute up close. She folded the cloak and set it over her shoulder ontop of the labcoat, and held the wig and puppet in her other hand.
Now where was Nekozawa?
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Post by nekochan on Aug 13, 2011 18:48:44 GMT -6
Nekozawa sat in the west wing of the school, his back pushed so far into the wall that he was almost melded in the wall. Umehito was gripping his legs so painfully he was sure that he was making half moon nail marks in them.
He looked up occasionally to see if the sun was not as potent, but every time he was wrong. He was tired and kept having to push down the vomiting feeling he was getting from the light. Umehito wished he could do spells without Beelzenef so he could summon rain clouds or fog.
Nekozawa was unaware that his clothing was being carried around, or that someone was even looking for him. He made sure to use any powers of camouflage he had to blend in perfectly with the wall. He did not wish to be seen like this..vulnerable and alone in the world.
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Post by cleary on Aug 23, 2011 4:08:08 GMT -6
Shione had wandered up and down the outdoor courtyard and had now moved onto the corridors in the nearby west wing. So far she had not found any luck in finding Nekozawa... In any case, she wasn't exactly sure if she could recognize him without the costume.
She had also stopped by the room that the Black Magic Club was hosted in, but it had seemed to be empty... If she could not find Nekozawa, she thought, she might just leave the costume inside the room. He would be sure to eventually find it there, right?
But what if he didn't? Maybe it could get stolen or lost. Would it better just to leave it at the lost-and-found kiosk? Or maybe he had an extra costume?
She paused and glanced up at the clock, seeing it had gotten a little later than she had planned on leaving. The sun had gotten lower, shining in at an angle that glinted through her glasses and made her squint. She thought it might be a good idea to notify her driver that she would require a later pickup, and picked out her phone from a small pocket in her bag. Also in her bag were her lab coat, and Nekozawa's things, all neatly folded.
"Ah, hello, Nobuo-san," she said, after hearing a voice on the other line. Her phone voice was a degree louder than her usual volume. "I will be a little later, if you don't mind... Could you pick me up a bit later... Yes, of course, I'll call when I'm finished.... Thank you, Nobuo-san. Goodbye." Her phone snapped shut with a soft click, and sighed. She wished she could just find Nekozawa-san and return his things so she could stop worrying about all these things.
The main west corridor split off into several hallways on this hall, full of various club and activity rooms, and a few classrooms. She did not come to this area since she didn't have classes here. Shione thought it best to go hallway by hallway. She walked up to the first, which looked deserted.
"Nekozawa-san?" she called, in a voice barely louder than her phone-volume. "Are you here?" She paused for a moment, hearing no reply. For all she knew, he may have already gone home...
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