"Yeah, and it's a pretty messed up one, told him to eat the second woman, tried to eat her fingers... it was quite disturbing and disgusting... he sometimes possesses him as you saw earlier." I whispered back crossing my arms. "Is there anything we can do?" I whispered. Leon looked over at Ace with interest. "What's he doing hanging out with the loser?" He thought.
Hikaru blinked in front of the sudden change of attitude; it was weird, imbecile, etc. Yet it quieted her killing instinct. "Whatever, just let me go!" exclaimed while pushing the guy with her arms. "You stink... oh damn me too.... I think... I'll go to my room for now..." said while leaving the scene.
Ace frowned at Joe keeping his voice low. "You misunderstand. When I say his brain is overloading I mean he literally can no longer comprehend the real world as we see it. Whatever mind he has left has practically been swallowed." Ace sighed. "Demons are not like us or vampires or werewolves. They all exist on a physical level but demons can range from an annoying poltergeist to incomprehensible nightmares that reality itself can't fully handle it." He continued. "Your blue haired friend there has been carrying that thing with him for quite sometime. If its greater demon, there is a possibility that the stress from over the years has made him brain dead but still functioning as a walking radio for the spiritual realm." He shrugged. "Well that's a theory anyway. Given his random outbursts and lack of attention but high raw magical skill it doesn't seem to unlikely that the boy David is gone and the David you know is on autopilot."
"...But if David is just brain dead and his body empty for any vessel to go into... shouldn't the demon inside of the sword have already taken over his body? I mean if it's a greater demon as you've theorized then its will would be stronger than the other spirits that are channeling themselves through David... unless he's bound to the sword in some way...." I said in a hushed voice so then no one could hear unless they were in a close proximity to us. "If the theory is true however... wouldn't it be merciful to put him out of his misery? I mean if he's still somehow alive and just being used as a spiritual radio, wouldn't he be miserable living like that...? It would also be very dangerous. There are all sorts of spirits that would want to come back to the grave that would cause harm to the living... I mean... it could be possible that... David could be our killer and our sniper in that case... if he were channeling two murderous spirits then it might make sense... One a religious zealot that believes that he's gotten a second chance at killing mages and that god gave him the means through David's raw magic talent, the other just a killer that just wanted the thrill of killing someone one last time..." I said in a hushed tone, looking at David warily.
Roy and Theos were now in their dorm-room. They were discussing further plans on how to investigate this situation, the murderer. "Putting oneself into a position to be a victim to this murderer could work. If said person isn't weak enough to get killed swiftly." Theos thought a few moments before speaking. "I would of suggested that, except for the fact we may need to split up for that. Power in numbers like they say." Roy was standing by a window, looking out at the scene below, which wasn't interesting at all. "Someone blatantly by themselves may not attract the killer. His target is magic-users. So why not go exert your skills as a mage enough to where he finds you and gets disgusted by it, thus attacks?" Theos held a hand under his chin as he registered Roy's words. "I think I know just the trick. You know anywhere secluded we can do this?" Roy starts to lead the way to the forest he was recently training at. Theos simply followed......
Okay, letter sent, guitar should be here in a few days, and... Someone is going into the forest. I glanced around, thinking. Sure, it's probably not my business. Sure, people go into the forest all the time... Why could I smell nervousness? I groaned, and decided to trail whoever it is.
Martyn was quiet sitting in his room for most of the day reading a few books he had brought along with him he wasn't much of a social person as many people knew he was just researching different healing and barrier techniques alone scared about the murderer. "I do hope everyone is ok... i mean... they're not really ones to fight and hurt each other right?" He says quietly muttering shyly. "except whoever that murder is... t-those bodies... and that battle and everything else damn what if I'm targeted to..."
“Well it’s just a theory.” Ace said. "He could just be mentally handicapped, radio for the dead, demon in control and list of other things. I'd need to run some tests to get to the root of the issue and if something is controlling the body it would probably want to avoid the host from being examined." Ace looked from Joe to David. "But yes, it would be best to put him out of his misery if that's the case but lets not jump to conclusions. I'd need a peak into his mind to try and confirm anything." He chuckled. "Not exactly the face of evil." --- "Boy." Junior sighed. "What are you doing?" "Eh ie, ewing mah and." David said as he was gnawing on his own fingers. "You do realize you need fingers to swing a sword." David pulled out his slobbered covered hand. "Right!"
"Yeah... I can see what you mean." I said chuckling while looking over at Demon. "The demon however is probably a different story, the thing is seriously messed up." I said sighing. "Though he never leaves that sword anywhere so we can't purify it or anything..." I said sighing.
Mikkish sighed, mildly frustrated by David's ruining of their moment, but letting it go. "Alright, well I am gonna go try and make a few bucks." In the Mikkish to English dictionary, "Make a few bucks" when said so late in the day usually meant "Go beg for change." He had nothing on him to sell...besides that book. Ok Fine. Nothing he wanted to sell. So off he walked, with the idea in the back of his head that despite what Jinx said...which Mikkish realized was merely her playing hard to get...Mikkish would have her. But his thoughts were abruptly broken when he heard a British accent from behind. He never held any prejudices, but right at this moment, he hated British people. "Running a bit short on cash, mate?" Will asked "I have a proposition for you...."
The blonde man lazily typed in his office, his job had already been done. He could had sent a message to his employeer if he weren't so metodic and thus he felt he had to finish to organize an account before doing it, thus only after that he sent it to Fisher. "Job is complete, camera in AS's room" And then he checked his agenda and continued with another account.
Late Night BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Rue’s door shook with every loud knock that impacted it. BOOM! The fourth even causing one of the locks on the door to come undone. "Yellow!!!" A familiar voice shouted from the other side. "Anybody red!?" With the sudden banging on my door, it caused me to wake up with a start. "Holy hell is the building on fire!?" I yell at the door before flicking off the covers and standing up and marching over to the door. I heard the voice and thought a moment. "David?" I ask unlocking the other lock and opening it up so I was behind the door in case he would keep knocking. After a moment I peek from behind the door with sleep-ridden eyes. "Whatcha need David?" "Hey foxy mama." David said beaming, showing off the rose between his teeth. "I need a date partner for this thing that I am going to do." I blink a moment a bit dumbfounded from the request. Think a moment quietly to myself and pinch the bridge of my nose. "Ok then. A date partner for a thing. What is this thing that you're going to be doing then? I'd like to at least know what I'll be getting into IF I say yes to this." "Well you made a gooooooood Watson to Joe when she was doing her investigating." He said as he spit the rose out of his mouth and into his hand. "Soooo I need a friend to help me with a stuff and stuff and stuff. There is this thing I want and I'll share it with you if you help me get it!" David snorted. "I'd ask Joe but she's an ugly lady." "David.....Joe is a boy. He's not a lady. And I'm still utterly confused as to what you're talking about." I give a sigh. Whatever it was couldn't be too bad right? It is David. I think to myself. "Alright. I guess It'd be alright to go. Just let me get changed." I say shutting the door and locking it up. I would then walk to my dresser picking out a t-shirt and jeans to change into. "Alrighty that should do it." Instead of brushing my hair, I just decide to tie it up and go back to the door to unlock and then open it. "Done. So where are we going And don't say a place." "You look nice." David nodded and pulled out a notepad and began writing something down. "Alright, I got a cute mama and now all we need to do is catch the thing!" He said happily leaning into her personal space. "Have you seen Joe and Leon's new roomate person? The coyote man?" "Thank you for the compliment." I say though I know I didn't really dress up. "Coyote man huh? I've heard rumors spreading like crazy about someone who is all furry all the time. Like a messed up transformation or something. But no I have not seen them no." "Well earlier he was in the lunch place." David said. "And and and and....he loooooooked really good." He said happily. "I almost had him! He's my guy I'm trying to catch. Everyone but me has a girl with them and a guy they are trying to catch." He yawned putting an arm around Rue and guiding her down the hall. "Killer guy and sniper dude and Joe and Ace and Jinx and all her boyfriends and Joe and Hikaru and Mikkish....and all his lady friends. So your gonna be my lady and when we catch coyote man, we are gonna eat him." I look to David as he was guiding me down the hall. "That made almost no sense but whatever. I'll b your lady for tonight but you can have all the coyote. I had a big dinner so I'm full." I say thinking of an excuse to get out of the eating a fellow student part. "So why do you want to eat that coyote guy? You do realize if you end up eating him you'll go to jail right? Where you're locked in a room with no pizza privileges." David cocked his head. "Huh?" He asked. "You can't go to jail for eating animals.....its I always wondered what coyote tasted like. Haven't you foxy?" "True but you will if they speak and act like a human, like that coyote does. Plus the coyote is a student. So you could get in trouble with the school for....eating something like a class pet." I say with a lack for better words. "...No I never imagined that actually. Maybe I would if I lived in the part of the world that has coyotes. But no." "Wait...." David said slowly. "We weren't supposed to eat the class pets?" He asked. "Besides all we gots to do is a put a bear trap outside of Joe's door." "David that's not a good idea. Joe or Leon could get really hurt if they're the ones to come out first. What would you do if Joe stepped on it? And don't say he won't. It still could happen." I say stopping in my tracks and crossing my arms. "You would have hurt a friend." "Okaaaaaaay." David scratched his head. "But if I can't get him that way, then how do I get him?" He asked curiously leaning against the wall, his stomach growled. "Hmm......how to get him." I ponder a moment before giving a grin. "Weeeell, the next time you see him you can come up from behind while he's busy or his attention is on something else and just hit him on the back of the head really hard. That should about do it." "But you're with me now." He said. "All the other guys have girls with them when they are trying to catch someone and all I ever have is Junior." He sighed. "No lady friends or catch people friends." "Well that's perfectly fine. You don't really need a lady to do anything like that. But if you really want me to be involved I can always make the distraction for you. I really wouldn't mind on that part. Then it would count as a team effort." "YAY!" David squeaked as wrapping his arms around Rue. "Fun!" Soon Rue found herself buried in smooches and then David proceeded to run around her several times, making random noises of happiness. "Gonna be fun!" He clapped his hands and then suddenly skidded to a halt, blinking at Rue. "If we can't get Tam tonight. Then what do we do?" "Well we obviously wait until later when everyone is awake. Then we proceed to find the coyote guy. I distract him then you hit him. Got it? Just gotta be quiet about it until then." I say giving a shrug. "So was that all you had wanted to do?" David paused like a deer caught in the headlights as he pondered Rue's question. "Ummm....I think." He hummed. "Is there anything you wanna do?" He asked. "We could do stuff you wanted since you're gonna help me!" His smile grew bigger. "Sooooo what is your goal!?" "Hmm I would say world domination but that's too cliched and other people have it handled. So I don't really have a goal in mind besides just not to be bored." I say trying to think of anything. "It's the middle of the night so the only thing that'll probably be open are clubs but they're gonna want ID and on this island they probably have someone who can see through illusions......So nothing I really want to do right now. But want to go over to the game room and find a game to play?" "This place has a game room!?" He shouted echoing through the dorms. "I didn't know that!" He said grabbing her hand. "Where is it?" He asked as he dragged her down the hall. "Soooo are you from Australliplace where the the giant hopping rabbits are?" He asked as he rounded a corner. "Your name sounds Aurtailiplace. Rue, Rue, Rue, Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuue." "Yes it does. We gotta get to the right floor. " I say walking up so I was the one leading David. "Not sure what they have in there entirely but either way it should be entertaining." I give a smile. "You mean like a Kangaroo right? No, I'm not though. My name just sounds similar is all." I say bringing him over into the game room. --- "Heeeeeeeeey." David said as he raised the gun to the screen and fired at the zombies. "How did you get so good at this? I keep dying!" He sighed His eyes narrowing on the game title. "H..O....House of D..eeeead 2." He read aloud. "These mean guys keep killing me." I look over to David and laugh a bit. "That's what they want to do. Just calm down and make sure the gun is pointed at them. And you have to pull the trigger multiple times to kill them instead." I say trying to help him do better at the game. "Hey aren't these type of things from that Jinx's lady books?" He asked. "Nerco dudes or whatever, they look funny! You think we could use these guys like Jinx does?" "You mean the zombies? Nah we can't use them like she does. She has special magic to do that. Just like everyone has something different they can do." I say using my illusion to make the game screen look black screen with a cartoon David face in the middle smiling, but the sound was still heard. "See? Different things. " I say before letting the illusion dissapear. "That's so cooooooooooool!" David said dropping the gun and grabbing the game. "You can make cartoons, cartoons, CARTOOOOOOOOOONS!" He howled. "You could probably like um work on Cartoon Network or whatever." He bit his lower lip. "I'm not sure what kinda magic I can do." I couldn't help but laugh. "I can make alot of things. Well that aren't real. Anyway I have no clue what kind of magic you can do either. All we know is that you were invited to this school so you have some kind of magic you can use." I say stretching my arms a bit. "Wellll." David gave a thoughtful expression. "I can punch hard, throw heavy stuff and I can cut stuff up with Junior and....Junior can do stuff. Does a talking sword count as magical? Do swords talk a lot?" "Well then you have magic to make yourself stronger and yes a takling sword counts as magical. Most swords don't talk at all. " I say looking to David. "Though your sword talking is interesting. It seems to give you advice that is bad though. So I wouldn't listen to it much." I say walking over to a chair and sit down in it. "Who Junior?" David asked looking around the arcade. "Nah, his advice his good. He tells me it is all the time that I'm his bestest most special friend ever." ".......Yeah I'm sure he does. Just like when he told you to eat that dead person's fingers. That just got you in trouble with Jinx and Joe. Though mostly Jinx." I say mumbling the last part. "Well I guess I should stop trying to debate that. I'm not an attorney. So David, is there anything you want to do now? Well besides get the coyote guy." "Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep." David yawned rubbing his eyes. "We can sleep and get coyote man!" "Sounds like a plan then David. Goodnight and have a nice sleep." I say waving my hand to David. I would then turn around and go back up to my room and off to bed again. --- As Rue settled in her phone buzzed A text From Jinx's phone --- Mikkish's phone buzzed as well, as did Hikaru's, Ace's, Morgan as did everyone who had a phone and was involved and connected to the killings that had been going on. The text itself to all simply read "Checkout Templars, thank Jinx for the phone and you're welcome for the information. Your friend" -D
The girl lazily took her phone and checked it. "Checkout Templars huh?..." mumbled the girl. She was alone by herself in the empty streets on midnight. Her reasons, unknown. "I really hate when people bother me when I'm busy" mumbled, to no one, neither herself, she was talking to the emptyness. Yet she had an eeriee feeling... someone or perhaps something heard her. "Jinx, the phone, D huh?, mmmm Dante?.... the guy who attacked the girl?" It was an easy guess, still the girl was puzzled "What is this guy trying.... the templars?" and then her mind replayed the battle she had against Joe, the key elements emphasized. "A crucifix..... religious symbology...., one that was stabbed to the death...a knife? could it had been another sharp weapon, a sword perhaps? The other burned to death..... A clear hate toward magic" The girl read the message once again. "TEMPLARS?.... This is not a fantasy story..... " But it could make sense.... It was obvious that the intention was to say that through the SMS, and probably Joe already received it. The girl still considered to write a SMS to Joe however.... Oh right.... I don't have his phone number.... Come to think... never gave my phone number to Jinx also... And then she realized it, a scary truth that made cold swear run through her skin, her body was paralyzed of fear for an instant, it was a matter of logic. JINX DOESN'T HAVE HIKARU'S NUMBER THE NUMBER ISN'T REGISTERED ON JINX'S CELLPHONE THE MESSAGE WAS SENT FROM JINX'S CELLPHONE THE MESSAGE WAS NOT SENT BY JINX THE MESSAGE WAS SENT BY THE MAN WHO ATTACKED JINX THE MAN KNOWS HIKARU'S NUMBER.... A NUMBER SHE HADN'T GIVEN TO NO ONE IN THE ISLAND. THE MAN KNOWS PRIVATE INFORMATION OF HIKARU THE MAN IS DANGEROUS. HIKARU IS IN DANGER. SHE IS IN DANGER. DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER, DANGER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The girl collpased over her knees not knowing what to do next. It was already foolish to continue with the play of the murder's investigation and now a strange man who already attacked a girl knew her private phone number. Exactly how much did he knew And then it sparked to her, a slight hope that made her stood up and face the fear. THE MAN MAY KNOW ABOUT HIKARU'S SECRET THE MAN MAY KNOW ABOUT THE KEY. She quickly called the number, but a continuous beep is all that came from it.
"Ladies! Whats up? Want some MJ?" Mikkish called to a couple of girls who were walking hand in hand, simply glanced at Mikkish, then kept walking. It was a slow night, and though Mikkish had already made a few sales, he wanted to make a sale to everyone who walked past him. Will was carrying quite a bit of weed in his jacket, and he decided to employ Mikkish in selling it. Not the best deal, however. For every eighth, which was about $25, Mikkish would only be paid $5, but now was no time to turn down work. Mikkish' mind was focused primarily on making some cash, but out of curiosity, Mikkish pulled his phone up out of his pocket just to check the time. He let out a sigh as the screen lit up and Mikkish saw he had missed a call and a few text messages. In his negligence, he left his phone on silent. "Uh....hey, Mikkish? This is Will. Just wondering if you know anything about this D guy. Got a pretty weird fuckin text." Was his voice mail. He looked at his texts to see a couple from Will, which were at first asking about some man named "D," but the next text being Will's bitching about Mikkish not paying attention to his phone. Truly, Mikkish didn't know any guy named D and it was probably just some wrong number, but his attitude towards the situation changed once he saw the last text message. Mikkish never got Jinx' number, so he couldn't recognize the number, but the text message was actually of some interest to him. "Checkout Templars, thank Jinx for the phone and you're welcome for the information. Your Friend, -D" "Templars?" Mikkish asked himself out loud. The name seemed familiar...as if from a long, far back memory. Just reading the name put him in a bad mood. He didn't know why. So these Templars took Jinx' phone? No, the information the text referenced to was probably that the Templars were of some importance to Mikkish. It made sense. Templars were the old crusaders, who killed over religion. The killer was obviously killing off mages over Christianity. The big problem, however, was the lack of reason to trust this..."D." Clearly, whoever sent the text from Jinx' phone got his number and Will's number without their knowing. Did anyone else get this text? "Fuck." Mikkish whispered to himself, looking around to make sure nobody was trying to sneak up and murder him, then walking off in Will's direction "No way in hell I am staying out here after that shit. Fuck it. Coming back for my cut then going back to my dorm." Read Mikkish' text to Will as he walked off towards where Will was.
Jinx sat completely unaware of the text message in the medical center of the school with a steak on her eye and a extremely hungry stomach. She felt like a child losing her temper like that, and then an even bigger idiot for wanting to kiss Mikkish. God she was a horny bastard. Thanks for that, Dad. She jumped off the bed and dropped the meat, feeling that she should be doing something. She groaned, angry that her bike wasn't around. GOD DAMN MOTHERFUCKING DANTE...Whoever you are I am going to make sure you suffer for what you did. Her rage, was interrupted by a quacking of her stomach. She decided it was best to head out for a burger. She didn't have much money but she had a good chance at a job tomorrow and she was super hungry. She left the school a little while after, makeup trying to hide the already budding black and swollen eye. She headed into a burger joint and feasted, enjoying the juicy Angus burger she had been dreaming off all day. It wasn't as good as her mother's borscht but it was the best thing she has had all day. She sipped the strawberry milkshake with glee, ignoring the group of drunk male students in the corner, who were being loud and playing with their food. When her meal was through she looked outside warily to see how dark it was. She felt around for anything dead in the vicinity but nothing other then a few dead rats and one dead cat on fourth level building called to her. She shook her head knowing she had to get home at some point or another. She stood, and dumped her tray in the garbage as she headed out the door and back to her dorm room where with luck the visitors had moved away after her absence.
Once I had left Ace, I headed over to the main office to get enrolled in alchemy classes, I at least wanted to get that done today. I walked up to the front desk. "Umm... excuse me, I was wondering who I'd talk to about enrolling in other classes." I said quietly. The woman at the desk seemed slightly irritated as Joe walked up, but her attitude seemed to be directed at what she was up to before Joe approached "You can talk to the counselor, but she is with someone right now. Should only be a few more minutes. Please have a seat." She said, gesturing to some chairs along a wall. I noticed her irritation and frowned. "Sorry for whatever I did, and thank you, miss." I said, I bowed politely and apologetically and went over to the seats and sat down, waiting patiently. "Oh." The front desk woman said, as Joe's calming presence effected her "No, you didn't do anything. My boss is...not the nicest person in the world." She said, smiling a tiny bit at the end. She knew the calming effect was coming from Joe, but she accepted it, and didn't judge him for it. Just then, a student burst out of the counselor's room "Fuck this school and fuck this island!" He shouted, as he stormed out, before an elderly woman appeared in the doorway, looking unaffected by the student's outburst. "Joe" She said, politely. I watched the student as he left. "I wonder what happened to him... I hope he's alright." I thought, I got up and went to the elderly woman. "Um... I'm Joe ma'am." I said quietly. The woman closed the door "Have a seat." She said kindly, gesturing to a next to her desk as she sat down herself "So what do you want to talk to me about?" I took a seat and smiled at her. "Well I found these alchemy books in the library, I've been reading them and I've been very interested in the subject. I was wondering if the school offered an alchemy class." I said. "Hmm." The woman thought for a second "It's a little late to switch out classes, but I could add Alchemy I to your schedule. You would need to catch up but it is an alchemy class. It would be at 4 so you would have about an hour free time in between. Does that sound like something that may interest you?" "That sounds perfect." I said smiling, it probably wouldn't be too bad, it was only the first week of school, mainly just introductions and just getting started, and with as much as I had already read about the subject I should already be ahead of most of the class. "Alright." The woman said, clicking a few times "You should be set then. So on Monday just show up at 4 in the B hall alchemy lab." "Alright then, thank you very much, have a nice day." I said smiling, I got up and bowed politely. I then walked out of the room grinning. "Yes! Alchemy class tomorrow! I can't wait~" I thought. I returned to my room smiling. It had been an alright day, at least no one had died today... well as far as I could tell. I was also going to learn a very important skill and it might be a way to make money. I lied down in my bed and fell asleep.
EXPECTED MORNING “This is a pretty fucking good cig.” Dexter blew smoke as he walked. "I'm surprised they sell Menthols on this Island." His eyes were tired as he frowned at the morning sun. He hated the mornings, the only thing as bad as that damn sun after a night of drinking was the taste of his breath when he woke up. Oh well..... Shit like that was bound to happen anyway. Besides, knowing his luck this freaky text was gonna drag him into the mix to. Oh yes....the mix loved to fuck him every chance it got. He straightened his red tie as he entered on to school grounds. The cigarette still lose in his lips. "Better go recruit those kids from class, so we can save the day!" He raised his fist into the air. "What are you doing you idiot?" Junior's voice sounded in Dexter's head. "Who's an idiot?" Dexter asked. "Oh I get it." He said running his hand through his blue hair which looked as if yellow paint had been spilled over it. "You expected David but it was actually me DEXTER!" "Who? Are you that fucking dumb you're just making up names at this point." Junior chuckled. "Such a joke." "Sorry but I'm a badass demon summoning, chain smoking, blonde haired womanizing badass and I'm way to cool to talk to a demon like." Dexter flicked the cigarette to the ground, which was actually upon closer inspection was toy. "........It.....uhhh. I'm assuming you hate the large amount of weed your roomate has stored under his bed?" Junior asked "Dexter is on the case!" “WHO THE FUCK IS THAT!? Junior snapped. Dexter gripped his ears at the strain of Junior’s demonic voice nearly blowing them out. “Ouch….” He sniffed. “Fine….I’ll stop playing.” David sniffed dropping his act. “We aren’t gonna be able to find out who the villain is without a badass guy though.” He said as he began walking to class
I woke up at the crack of dawn as I normally did and got up. I got ready for the day, putting on a white t-shirt and beige cargo shorts. I grabbed my bow and quiver and walked outside to my usual spot and strung my bow in silence, I looked at the tree peppered with shallow holes, I walked away, about fifty feet and fired off each one of my arrows. I smiled as five of my arrows landed close to the center of the tree, five hit the tree, and only two had missed it altogether. I retrieved the arrows, checked each one, if it was dull, I'd sharpen it with a pocket knife and repeated the process until it was about an hour before we had to head to class. I walked back into the room and placed my bow and quiver against the desk and looked at the picture of my mother on the desk frowning. "I should really write to her... I'm sure she's worried... and she should be... if she knew about half of the things that have happened here she'd probably have a heart attack." I thought sighing. I grabbed my books off of the table, I hadn't yet cracked open the ones that I had gotten from the library that I thought would help me with the murder, it'd just been so hectic recently, I hadn't had a chance to look through them.
"Ugh, classes." I jumped out of bed and walked out, yesterday's investigations being a bust, and got dressed, shucking on a pair of shorts and glancing at my shoes, debating. I hated wearing them, my paws got cramped whenever I did... I ignored them and checked my wallet, the lonely ten dollar bill still there. And me with no way to make more with my guitar shattered... I groaned and buried my face in my paws, then slowly set them down... In the floor in front of me was my other guitar, the decorative bunny skulls grinning wickedly at me. "Awesome!" I grabbed it, and tested the strings. It had been finely tuned. My folks must have teleported it to me. Man, the mail system worked fast. I grabbed it and my amp and hurried outside, setting it up in a pretty good corner. "Let's see, I have about two hours before my first class," I muttered. "If I play for a little bit, I should get enough money for a good breakfast..." I set down a fedora I had brought with me and set it down on the floor, and strummed the guitar to get some attention, and grinned. "Yeah, yeah yeah yeah. Well I'm free flying high up in the sky My whole way of life I kissed goodbye Yeah, I'm feeling. Got my reasons. Sometimes when I get to feeling old Or my love life you know is growing cold And it's squeezin! But I don't mind, when I'm high up in the sky! I'm a free flier! I'm a high wire! I'm the man, I'm the Spider-Man! Gonna live free! Can not catch me! I'm the man, I'm the Spider-Man!" An older rock song from the seventies, but one of my personal faves. I sang it loud and proud.
Jinx woke up to silence. When she arrived home last night, her occupants were nowhere to be found. She sighed in happiness as she hopped into bed only to be awoken at two in the morning with a nail scratching her arm. She screamed turning to see a room full of ghosts. It was silent for only a few minutes before the place busted into voices. She just got up took her pills and jumped into the stories. In the morning she had fulfilled three life promises, and had no news about Dante. When it got closer to class time, Jinx headed down to the cafeteria hoping to score some coffee. She walked in, to hear some sweet music, and smiled as she moved to the cafeteria to grab that coffee and perhaps a muffin. She felt embarrassed as the cafeteria worker, Glenda, was blatantly staring at the black ring around her eye, and her slightly cut lip. She gave a soft,"Thankyou.." before moving away towards Tam. She looked over the hybrid with interest, never seeing such a person/creature before. She smiled at him, and moved forward to drop the last of her money in his fedora, before moving to a side table to enjoy her coffee and blueberry muffin. She pulled out her books and began to look over her notes, hoping that class went by fast today so she could get to the hospital early to put in a resume and hopefully get a job. Plus she should also phone her parents soon. Her dad was probably going to have another grudge match with Petrovich and her mom was most assuredly finishing her new book about the Nether realm. Jinx groaned taking a sip of coffee, before turning back to her books.
I gave a thank you nod towards the girl who dropped the money in my fedora, finishing up the song, and starting up another, this one was non vocal to rest my vocal chords. I glanced around the cafeteria, then closed my eyes to focus on the music.
Mikkish was trying to sleep in, but got woken up by Jinx' scream. He said nothing and simply fell back asleep, only to be woken again by some guitar playing and commotion pertaining to the guitar playing. Usually, Mikkish wouldn't care, but he was out rather late dealing pot, and had a hard time falling asleep because the AC was having problems and it was hot in the room. So like an old man, Mikkish walked down stairs to the cafeteria, just to get everyone to shut up. He came to the entrance to find the guitarist was none other than the dog boy from the day before. "Hey! Shut the fuck up!" Mikkish yelled, aggravated from his lack of sleep.
I walked down to the cafeteria just in time to yell to everyone to quiet down... not in those words. "...Mikkish, this is a public place and people are allowed to make as much noise as they please, it's almost time for class, grab a coffee, then go upstairs and get ready, I'll be knocking on your door twenty minutes before class, so do be ready." I said, with that I went to the lunch line and grabbed some toast, eggs, and bacon along with a glass of orange juice and sat down. Leon had walked in and snickered at Mikkish's outburst. "Really?" He wondered, he rolled his eyes and grabbed some bacon, eggs, and toast, along with a coffee, filling it with cream and sugar and sitting down, watching everyone quietly, he hadn't yet checked his phone.
My ears twitched in annoyance, and I glanced at the punk who had wrecked my guitar and smirked. I had finished this song and I had just enough time for another favorite of mine, my paws shifting slightly. "Now time for something a bit different!" I announced, grinning. "Can't stay at home, can't stay at school Old folks say, you poor little fool Down the street, and the girl next door I'm the fox you've been waiting for! Hello daddy, hello mom, I'm your ch-ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb!" It was loud, it was catchy, and, most importantly, it was annoying enough for people who were already annoyed.
