//CLOSED// Enjoying a night swim [LAZ]

Shuichi had been enjoying his attempt to strip the young vixen of the last scrap of fabric she had left on her ripe body. His mind was on nothing else but completing the very enjoyable task at hand. And how could he not be enjoying himself. If only things had continued on for the rest of the night, leaving them undisturbed. But it seemed fate was not of his side that night, hell not once since he had met her. It always took the chance to pull her away from his waiting hands just as his fingers were about to close around her tempting form. Tonight was no different.

The sudden movement made his eyes turn to look. To his surprise, he saw that Valina had just removed the towel she had be sporting since his arrival. His yes roamed over her petite body and found that she was quite a sight to behold. Her form was well proportioned for her small frame. Her body was beautiful and neatly put together almost like that of a china doll. He could even see how she could be held, almost as if in the arms of a loving child. Smiling, he looked at Laura and said, "It looks like your playmate has beat you to the punch. You still stand there with this little bit of nothing, but she had bravely dropped everything. So, how about we make you even." He moved his attention back to removing her panties.

And it was at that moment that fate had decided to step in and give his world a good shake. A sharp pain shot through his right hand, almost as if the heavens themselves were punishing him for trying to taste forbidden fruits. He looked to his hand and the stone began to glow softly at first, but then growing in brightness as well as pain. Something not right was happening just now and unless he missed his guess, it was powerful. He heard Lillian scream and his head turned towards her, even as he moved between the two girls. Before he could shield his eyes from the growing light, they exploded. It was something like out of the movies. Like when a batter hits the game winning homerun, shattering all the lights in the stadium. Only this want outdoor. As the class fell around them, he looked to make sure that the girls were okay. The light of his ring had solidified around them the moment the glass came near them, dissolving it as it encased them in a reddish dome. Then, it left just as quickly as it came. He would have to call his cousin and thank him for the pair of rings, the sister of this one on his other hand.

He heard a chant coming from somewhere in the water. The only lights being the glow from the pool and the faint light that had started to dim. Even as she spoke, the red glow started to vanish. What ever it was that had come, was now fading back to where it belong. The night had been more than eventful before, now it was worth the price of admission just to watch. He shook his head, how could he be thinking of that now. "Is anyone hurt?," he asked as he started to move towards the two couples.

It was only when he had heard Riley scream her name did he realize that something was wrong. He started to run along the edge of the pool, his current state of undress forgotten. Even though he was still far away, he could see the crimson stain spreading in the water, Lillian sinking as Riley dove for her. "Val, you towel," he said, echoing Riley’s plea as the body lifted her out of the water. "Damn it, someone bring something to help stop the bleeding. He looked around not seeing any type of first aide kit. At first, when he saw Riley leave her side, he thought he was going in search of Dr. Katsu, but he was somewhat baffled when the boy picked up his pant and then returned. Grief has that type of effect on people and he must be going throw something so hard, that he could not imagine. Daring a glance over his shoulder, well maybe he could. He had thought he had lost someone once.

He kneeled on the other side of her body, hearing the boys words of comfort. How much they had sounded like another young mans? Again, he was now faced with women in mortal care. The last one had turned out alright, but how would this one. Now that he was here with no equipment, nothing but his swinging cock and...and the ring. "Flip her over," he told her boy. "The blood is beneath her now flip her." His hands moved with care as he moved to turn her. "Someone take care of him, distract him, something, but don't let him see her like this," he yelled. "Riley, I need you to let me work. I'm the Dr.'s assistant. Now please, let me do my job."

His job, what the hell was that now. Surely it wasn't using arcane items on his fellow students. Still, he had already had to use the power of the ring once, now it seemed he must have to again. He had to save her, how could he do less. Again, he looked around the room, hoping that at least they could keep what they saw to themselves. The ring on his left hand started to glow with a pale light. He slowly channeled his qi through the ring and out his hand. It started to glow in the same pale light as he moved it across the girls back. Something was wrong. He wasn't sure it was working as it should, something was different. He could see that it was having some affect, but not like it should. He could feel an evil aura lingering around the cuts, fighting his attempts. He fell deeper into the power of the ring, hoping that he could save her. He didn't want to fail someone ever again.

"I hope this isn't one of those moments that we have to put off to later. If it is, then teachers be damned. I'm going to fulfill that request and remove every inch of fabric from your body.

Laura watched as Shuichi moved towards her and then sank to his knees, ready to take the initiative and hold true the words he has just spoken. "You do that.." Laura encouraged him, a long, soft gasp slipping across her lips the instant she felt the boys hands move between the natural part of her thighs to begin the task of pulling her jeans down those incredibly long legs of hers. His touch was so dangerously close to that moist space hidden beneath her damp panties that she could almost feel his fingers brushing against her there. Almost. But not quite.

"That feels good," she praised him as Shuichi went about his work, his strong masculine fingers grazing across her flesh as he slid those digits down the length of both legs while going about the task of removing her clothing. The strength of his grip, though restrained in intensity, was first felt upon her calves as he lifted first one leg and then the other, pushing her pants down all the way to her ankles and then pulling them free over her bare feet. Laura was only barely aware of the fact that Valina had collected her discarded clothing, including her flip flops, and was now holding them rolled up on her lap as if for safe keeping. Laura would make a mental note to thank the girl momentarily, and properly, too.

With both bare feet placed on the floor again, Laura stood before Shuichi wearing only that demure pair of sheer pink panties stretched across her hips and the girl did not exhibit an ounce of shame to color her cheeks or any modicum of modesty either. The girl was bold. She always had been, and it was more than obvious that she fully intended to play this game out to its sinfully delicious conclusion. "Don't you dare stop now..."she whispered to Shuichi, smiling almost victoriously as the man's fingers slipped over her hips and then beneath the thin straps of her panties, tracing inward along the seams outlining the "V" to her veiled lil' mound while the smoothness of his nails teased across her flesh.

As heated as any lover's touch, the moist warmth of his breath licked across her exposed sex as he pulled the thin fabric to the side, his head leaning closer as he made his intentions known with the clasping of his teeth onto the edge of her panties. "Fuck..." was Laura's heated response, one hand reaching out so that her fingers could entwine tightly around the hair he wore in a ponytail at the back of his handsome head. Even as he began using his mouth to tug her panties down, Laura would pull his head closer to her body, all but crushing his face against her pelvis as her hips rolled subtley, grinding slowly until his every inhalation was laced with the decadent bouquet of her mounting arousal.

Laura knew Valina was closeby watching this sinful exchange, but she didn't care. If the other girl's insatiable curiousity became to much for her to contain, then Sweetness was still welcome to accept that lil' invitation Laura had offered to her a moment before and join she and Shuichi in this increasingly fervent exploration of carnal delights. Valina's question about putting her clothes back on was barely heard over Laura's own, raggedly drawn breaths as she became increasingly aroused at Shuichi's wicked ministrations, but she somehow managed a simple, honest reply. "Only..." Laura paused to release a gasp of pleasure as Shuichi's breath continued to lick across her hot, wet mound. "Only if you want Shuichi to pull yours back off of your scrumptious lil' body with his mouth, too..." Laura managed to reply, only to gasp loudly again before continuing. "...or if you want me, too." Enough said. Laura couldn't be any more clear than that with her words, and now it would be up to the delectable Valina to decide if she wanted to join in this game or not.

Laura looked down at Shuichi, taking pleasure in watching him tugging with his teeth at her panties and dragging them down her tanned thighs until he would easily be able to see that she was, in fact, smoothly shaven between the part of her legs, too, as those meticulously groomed outter lips of her sex nestled snuggly against one another to form a perfectly sealed slit which kept hidden those delicate pinks folds of flesh dripping just beneath the cleft of her sex. Oh, there were still treasures to be discovered by Shuichi's eyes, pink ribbons of satin flesh to be teased across should he be bold enough to breach that sacred seam running vertically between her nether lips to seek out her clitoris, that small bundle of nerves now swollen and stiff as it throbbed needfully between her legs. After that discovery, Laura wondered, how long it would be before his fingers traced back to find that tiny opening that was literally weeping those sticky sweet tears to be stretched open and filled as he sought to ready her so that he could impale Laura's body with his own?

Such thoughts were only a hint of the urges licking at her core as Shuichi knelt before her, and Laura was so consummed by her own desire that the tangible wave which seemed to crash against her form and wash over her hardly seemed unusual at all given the heated circumstances of the moment. It was only when the pool area exploded in bright lights as every bulb overhead flashed brilliantly that she began to stir just a bit from that lust-enduced haze. She tilted her head back to look upwards at the ceiling just in time to hear those glowing bulbs shatter within their protective housings and watch as the room was swallowed in darkness. It was that sound, though, which caused Laura's blood to run cold...those gut-wrenching screams coming from the pool just behind where she stood that caused her to lose focus on Shuichi as she whirled around to see what was the matter, jerking her panties back up on her hips as she did so.

"Oh, God!.." was all Laura could say at first when she realized those cries of agonizing pain were coming from Lillian's sweet mouth as she watched the other girl flailing wilding to get away from Riley's embrace and swim out further in the pool. "What did you do to her?" Laura screamed, her long legs breaking into a run at the exact same moment as Shuichi, both of them heading towards the two. Laura's heart nearly stopped in her chest when the lights of the pool allowed her to see how the water was turning a sickening crimson hue around Lillian's thrashing form. Blood. Too much blood. Even in her panic, Laura remembered that Shuichi had medical training and worked with the campus physicain, and she screamed out to him as she ran just behind, "She's hurt, goddamn it! Lil's hurt...help her!"

Every neatly folded or carelessly discarded towel that Laura passed was swiped up and held in a bundle against her chest as she ran, obviously forgetting altogether that she was only dressed in those pink panties that had been prey to Shuichi's teeth a moment before. That didn't matter enough to phase her. Only Lillian mattered. "No...Nooooo!" Laura screamed again as she watched Lillian grow still and her body begin to sink in the water, slowly plummeting to the bottom of the pool before Riley dove beneath the surface to haul her lifeless form back up again. Laura was crying, tears streaming down her cheeks without really even realizing it as she threw herself down on her knees at the edge of the pool while Shuichi remained standing, dropping the towels in a heap as Riley somehow managed to push Lillian's unconscious form out of the water until it collapsed limply on the concrete where she knelt waiting to help.

"This isn't happening! This isn't happening!" Laura chanted to herself as her eyes washed over Lillian's crumpled form, desperate to see any signs of life from the other girl. "What did you do to her!!" Laura screamed at Riley for the second time as he covered Lil's bare chest with his shirt. "Don't touch her! Don't you fucking touch her!" Laura screamed wildly, her hands balled up into fists and her arms raising up as she began flailing at the boy viciously, striking nothing but air as he took off toward the other side of the pool to grab....his shorts?

Then, just as quickly, she forgot about her anger at Riley, her focus going to her friend instead as she moved to slip one arm under Lillian's neck to lift the girl up and craddle Lil in her arms, rocking her softly back and forth like a Mother would rock their newborn child. "Don't leave me, Lil..." she whispered pleadingly as she leaned over to swipe her trembling lips against the other's cold, damp cheek. Laura felt the warmth seeping around her knees and knew what it was even without looking, but look she did, coming very close to sobbing aloud as she saw that pool of blood growing into a thick puddle from beneath where Lillian lay. What the fuck hapopened? What the hell was going on? Her mind could find no reason, no logic, as she struggled to understand how this night had suddenly gone so horribly, horribly wrong.

A smile born of utter relief soon broke across Laura's lips, though, when she saw Lilian's chest rise and fall faintly. She was breathing! She was alive, not dead! Laura pulled her closer, reassuring her unconscious friend, "You're going to be alright...I've got you...I'll take care of you...Do you hear me, Lil? Don't you fucking dare die on me and I mean it! Just hold on...help will be here soon." Would it, though? Laura looked up at Shuichi, following him with her frantic eyes as he, too, sank to his knees to assist as she begged him, "Please, we have to stop the bleeding...please!...help me." Shuichi's words registered clearly as he instructed that Lil be turned over for that very purpose.

Laura moved to lay her other hand flat on Lillian's abdomen to brace the girl as she tried to ease her back down on the floor and roll Lil over onto her stomach so she could find where all the blood was coming from. "I hate you!" Laura hissed at Riley when he reappeared, his hands digging into the shorts he had discared earlier as if he were searching for something. "I hate you and I'll never forgive you...you fucking sonof...." Laura cursed at him again, her words falling silent when a glass tube filled with a silvery substance she assumed to be iron fell out of his pocket and landed almost directly in the lifeless girl's hand, which kept the vile from shattering on the floor. What the hell was Riley doing with that? No doubt he had swiped it from the lab at school, but for what friggin' purpose? Humph, no telling, really, with that freaky, perverted mind of his, so Laura dismissed the object completely from her current train of thoughts.

Also from his pocket, Lil's ring toppled out and landed in Laura's lap, and she grabbed the piece of jewelry up quickly and brought the oddly colored stone resting in its center to her lips, kissing it once for good luck. Laura reached for Lillian's left hand, gently clasping it in her own while the willowly digits of her right slowly slid that intricately detailed band down the slender length Lillian's ring finger. "I guess this means you're mine now, doll...I've finally made an honest woman out of you," Laura whispered half teasingly, half not, as she leaned over to gently kiss the top of the other girls hand, her lips lightly brushing across the ring she had just placed on Lil's delicate finger. "Until the bittersweet end, through thick and thin, to your whim alone, my Will shall bend," Laura pledged her sincere allegiance, each word quietly exhaled on the softest of sighs before she lifted Lillian's limp hand to wipe the tears from her own cheeks, taking that stolen opportunity to smear a final, lingering kiss across the other girl's knuckles. The ring, Laura knew, meant a great deal to her friend, and perhaps when Lil got better it would come to mean even more because of that impromptu ceremony Laura had just performed. At the very least, Lillian would be grateful that the ring had not somehow gotten lost during the chaos of this night and still rested in its rightful spot on her finger. When Laura finally released Lillian's hand, she guided it back down to the other girl's side, not even aware that she had managed to inadvertently conceal that small, glass vial of iron beneath Lillian's palm.


That slight smile on Laura's lips died away, though, the instant she managed to turn Lil over onto her stomach with the two boy's help, one hand flying up to clasp over her mouth tightly as she fought the urge to vomit. The wounds which laid the girl's flesh open were the most ghastly, most gruesome sight Laura had ever seen, and it took everything she had not to crawl away and hurl the contents of her stomach into the pool. Wide gashes marked Lillian's back, each one seeming to lay directly over the scars the girl had already bore. Her skin hung like loose ribbons at both sides of her spine, so badly ripped and torn that the white bone from her ribcage was visable beneath the chewed up strips of flesh. With every shallow breath that Lillian drew and then expelled, a steady gush of blood would spurt out from those sickening wounds to spill down her sides and onto the floor where she lay.

Laura grabbed frantically for the heap of towels she had tossed onto the floor earlier, taking half of the pile and laying them across LIllian's injured back hurriedly. Laura leaned over the girl, pressing both of her forearms atop the cloth where she remembered those horrid gashes to be, shifting her weight so that it bore down on Lillian hard as Laura tried the only way she knew how to stop the bleeding. Laura was crying again as she shifted the position of her arms this way and that, trying to apply pressure to each wound but unable to cover them all at the same time. Laura needed help. Valina. Arik. Kazumi. Where the fuck were they? The towels quickly became discolored by Lillian's blood as Laura pressed them firmly in place, and she wondered if she were doing any good at all. Her anger was momentarily cast aside by her fear as she looked to Riley while he dialed 911 from his cell, only one word slipping pleadingly across her lips, "Hurry..."

Laura wasn't even aware of what Shuichi was doing now, so intense were her efforts to keep pressure bearing down on Lillian's wounds. Had the girl ventured a glance in his direction, though, she would have surely come completely unwound to see that ring glowing on his finger as though it possessed some sort of arcane power. Laura was very much a realist, and suffice it to say that she would rather be caught...with her pants down...than keeping company with some boy who thought himself even remotely mystical. Of course, right now, they all could use a little divine intervention.

Before her very eyes a carnal dance was being had. The two bodies locked into a waltz she didn't understand fully , but curiosity goaded her to know about it. It was new to her , the flesh of other's coming in contact to only rub and caress , slip , slid , drag their lustful intentions against the other's and derive a sense of decadent pleasure from it that was on the brink of euphoria. As their slow incantations of the perverse and beautifully erotic happened before Valina's eyes , she could only watch with a deepening sense of curiosity. There was so much to behold. Such slow and meticulous movement was used on Laura , which seemed to be enticing her beyond anything Valina had seen. Not only did it get a verbal response but she could tell that Laura's body was heating up. It was twitching with want here and there , aching for the other to touch her more. And Shuichi did. The male wasn't pulling her strings , pushing her buttons, or tugging on levers , oh no , the boy was playing Laura like a fiddle. And how ironic that mental thought of Valina's , since his mouth was , how to say , full?


Forgot the visual actions being had since they only touched the cusp of what Valina percieved. Slowly and surely Valina's face would lax a bit from her joy. Was she saddened? No , not at all. It was the sort of look a child gives when their arm falls asleep for the first time , or they sneeze , or even get "Excited". She felt...warm. In the put of her stomach , no , a touch deeper , she felt...warm , cozy. It was like a little bit of fire was starting to kindle inside her to cause her cheeks to warm to a pinkened blush. Valina held no shame for her nakedness , she held no shame for what the other's were doing . Valina was being effected by the smells that tickled into her nose like a Succubus and an Incubuss both deciding to tease her senses. It was such a heady smell. Sweet and warm , bold , grasping. It was a wonderful scent that she now associated with Laura. It was almost like a Strong and heady florwer , but something else. A musk. It was different then anything she could have smelled before. And then , there was another scent. Unlike Laura's , Shuichi's was far more bold. It didn't overpower the other as much as tried to blend with it. The smell she got from the boy was masculine , refined , spicey in a sense , and finally a somewhat musky and softer overtone. Like lemon and Limes they went together so well to create....something that made Valina's head swirl.


Thoughts were shooting through her head shyly , some she had never thought about before. They were no where near the lewdness no doubt both Laura and Shuichi were dreaming together while on their sexual tango , but Valina's head finally couldn't help but take a peek at the gutter. From her cross legged position she slowly closed her legs as if she had to pee badly, her hands going palm down in her lap to complete the look. In all honesty with herself , she didn't have to pee , but she felt....she felt needy. She didn't know what to do. Yet it grew very slowly worse while she watched the actions of the two unfolding before her." I...I...uhm...don't...know what I want...I-I'll just watch..." came the silk ribbon soft utterence of the pink haired cutie. Now her cheeks matched her hair color , albeit a different shade. The poor flower of innocence was soon to leak necter no doubt. However...as this was her first run in with the sexual aspect of the world o Humans , now was her first taste of true and unbridled terror.


It was coming. She could almost hear it. Why she could , no one here would understand fully , but she was distincly aware of something coming with such a malavalent intention that it completely snuffed the look on Valina's face , the one of shy exploration , her mild arousal ,and her happiness to be about people like a stiff wind to a candle. Unlike a exhale to kill a flame , this one did that and snapped the candle in half. IT WAS HERE. She didn't know what it was , but her eyes widened up the size of dinner plates while her Bracelet actually sparked as if metal to metal struck it , sending Green wisping light to smoke and smolder into the air brightly like fireworks. Green lights stained her vision while she tried to look , tried to see. But there was nothing. A deep ungodly resonance tore through her frame , causing the girl's relaxed body to stiffen up as if she were scared. And she was terrified. And she should be. The burst of energy struck her as if it was a train , causing her small form to bowl backwards and all her air to escape her in a woosh.

From then on , there wasn't much she could do. Since she flopped backwards , she flopped like a dead fish onto her stomach , gasping a bit. Unlike Laura who flew into action and wanted to vomit , Valina's eyes met Lillian's body to view her ghastly wounds.Her eyes froze. One of...the people she met was hurt? There was blood. The smell of it , the sight. There was just too much for her to handle. It was terrible to see someone she was having a good time with , a friend even maybe. She wasn't sure her standings with anyone as of yet , but even so , Valina was shaken badly by the sight of another being hurt that she viewed as a friend. Even if Lilly wasn't here friend she wouldn't take it any better. Someone was hurt...who...who did it? Riley? She wasn't aware that anyone was yelling at her , or asking her anything, she simply held up the towel she was on , right before she felt her gorge rise and...skipping the messy details...she puked with a brutal shudder , her frame shattering with the action before the poor girl couldn't handle it.Riley...Lillian.... Blood? Gore? Goodnight. And so that's what her brain did. Simply passed out. Grace be with her , she rolled to the side when she did , not to drown in her own bile and vomit. The etchings in her bracelet glowed with a angry green fire , that slowly started to settle down while her thought processes stopped and went into shutdown. She just laid there , her chest rising and falling. What was she to do? There was only so much a flower of innocence could take before it wilted.

Riley’s voice continued to play through her mind over and over Are you ok? Lilly what’s wrong? She knew deep down that she just basically gave the boy a quick stab to the heart leaping away from him in such a delicate tender moment. The little voice in the back of her mind screamed at her for leaving such a man behind, she was just not willing to risk him getting hurt she always wondered if she was going to be able to have someone else besides Tristan in her life. So far the odds currently were stacked up against her, but she couldn’t blame Tristan to say the least. A promise was made, rather an accord long ago between the two and she vowed never to break it, but also vowed always to love her, and for him to harm her as had done in the past either. The situation was a very deep and embedded down in both of them they would have to come at a meeting point, and that alone was going to be tough for them both. She knew the pain that was being inflicted upon her was because he was paining she could feel it, it was something that which could never be ignored. The rushing of blood could be felt running down her back but the inner struggle was weakening. Tears started to well in her eyes becoming desperate she could hear the strokes from Riley coming behind, all she wanted to do was to be able to explain herself she hoped deep down he would allow her to do just that.

A mixture of water and tears streamed down her face as she became more and more waterlogged; the iron that was all she needed it surprised her greatly to feel the mask of his powers, he must have been holding back in her room for this type of occasion for she knew that he was capable of doing more than just what he showed her, even if he had gone years without use. She didn’t look back she didn’t want to see a look of confusion or even disappear lingering on Riley’s face it would be to much to worry about in this cry for help. A circle of six that is what she was going to need to help keep Tristan at bay though he wasn’t always as ‘loud spoken” as he was being right now. She knew that he had just been caught off guard by her actions, could he honestly blame her? She was growing up, he had to come to grips with that children didn’t stay that way for ever. Within a couple of seconds she could feel arms around her starting to grip just below her waist, could Riley of been that close?

There was no other strength in her to move yet she didn’t fight against him either there was a stinging sensation in her throat, along with her back as the chlorine was burning the scars on her back, the wounds of old seemed to have been opened once again as a reminder. She was his mistress, but he would soon pay for this action against her. A lesson was going to be learned and the iron was going to help her, he had to be feeling her pain right now, as his own body was linked to her. Crippling over into a corner he should been with tears coming down his face, unless he was truly this angry at her then a raging fire would only continue to consume him. Breaking against the waters surface a heavy cough could be heard but her breathing was still very shallow the strength of anger burned through her. “Tristan” she hissed almost like a snake, as her body was held against Riley’s.


She wished she actually had her necklace here she of course didn’t she had left it upstairs with everything else that Tristan had given her due to her nature. BAD NATURE, to say the least because it was causing her a great amount of trouble the only two things that could aid her while Tristan continued to show his wrath would be the poison ring or the iron both of which where in Riley’s pants, guess she was trying to get into his pants after all. She wasn’t a completely a dead weight slowly she kicked her legs as he attempted to aid her to the pools edge upon reaching it her face touched against the cool title and remained there, fingers held on to the cement, she wasn’t trying to cause a problem, but it was exactly that a problem. Half of her mind was still there feeling his hands reach under her arms she placed both feet on the side of the pool the best she could and tried to help by walking up of it, not much of an effort on her part, but at least it was something. Clearing the side of the pool her body went limp from the lack of pressure and gravity sat in, hear head however laid up against him only for a few moments but it held its place there long enough for him to know that she was still with him. The mark under the tuft of her butt would was glowing, the pathway that Tristan had used was a sneaky one. A surge of power caused her body to jolt against the floor where she was laid almost looking like she was being exorcised.

Another frantic voice could he heard in the distance her mind was still clear, hearing the softened whisper against her ear, her arm moved towards him trying to grab at him she didn’t want him to leave her, laying there alone. The burning between her legs continued she parted them, crying out in a choked voice.

“You will back down” almost instantly the glow erupted from her leg and disappeared turning into what would look like a normal tattoo she doubted that anyone else would catch the mark maybe Riley? She didn’t know she wouldn’t focus so much on that thought right now. Shuichi’s face was the next one she saw came into play, while Riley was away? Tristan had over exerted himself which is why the mark exploded there was a shift in things, as her aura slowly started to change into what was considered a bit more natural for her. The flow of blood was not as great as it had been before, it retorted into something a bit more natural. Staring up at him blankly she nearly commented wasn’t every day that you got to see a nude male, so close to you. Maybe, that’s why all the girls went for the doctor sorts? She couldn’t blame them, there was just something hot about a man the body and how it should and even could work.

Riley was freaking out this side of him started to make her worry, that’s the last thing she wanted to do, it was also the last thing she wanted to happen in front of everyone else, and great they are all going to label her as a freak. She attempted to move as colorless as she looked Tristan’s power over her was leaving her, there was a bit more strength in her to toss about, this wasn’t the first time she had dwelt with this behavior before. She was taken by shock her throat was knotted so tightly in her throat that she didn’t even want to speak right now, breathing was the first step. Turning her head in Shuichi’s direction she could almost see his aura as he called upon it, the mysterious one had a few tricks up his own sleeves did he? The pull of his Qi was noted as her eyes flashed down to his object of source the ring she remembered it from before, why didn’t she notice it. Her lips started to move though speechless they still started to move as if she was trying to speak the shrills of Laura could be heard.


As the girl came into play her eyes moved towards her looking almost like fallen bleeding angel before her on a bed of white, the girl lashed out at Riley she wanted nothing more than to spare him from the lashing he was caught up in the confusion with everyone else. Began to dial the emergency number she winced her eyes turning directly towards Shuchi the medical professionals couldn’t find out. A large gasp was taken she was almost begging Shuichi to find a way to stop that incoming call but he was attempting give her strength back. Laura came back to her; she was her only hope to get him to stop the call. As lifeless as she looked she was feeding off of Shuichi Qi which would aid her for a short amount of time before her own would jump start. Twisting the wrist of her free hand her fingertips started for the Iron that feel out of the pocket, her hand continued to move towards it as she lay there looking up at Laura, her eyes showing nothing but compassion underlined with pain. Pools of Violet widening remembering that she had placed her ring into Riley’s pocket earlier that evening so if he stood her up at the pool that he would have a reason to search her out later. Once it was delicately slipped onto her slender finger by Laura she would blush if there was blood to spare in her body, yet a very small supply was offered, as she brushed her lips against hand she spoke softly, “ Riley.. off.. phone.” The tenderness could be seen in her as she laid her head back down against the pool once flipped her she cried out in pain, the cuts there deep and magically infused. No one could heal them unless they had the power to seal them, they would mend in their own time, she already knew that from her past experiences. She was willing to take every bit of help she could get at this point, she had never seen people react in such a caring way.

Something she was never use to growing up unless it was from her father or in he earlier years with Tristan. The feeling was nice for a change her head laid there as her eyes closed she was drifting off a bit, the flow of blood we eventually stop from the pressure and the small amount of Qi that Shuchi possessed would at least mend the scars so they wouldn’t bleed anymore, it still left the deep impressions on her back, and left them wide open. Tears swelled out of her eyes and down her cheeks she was utterly embarrassed, she wanted to crawl under a rock and disappear a bit, her heart sunk slightly. This was not her idea of fun.Breathing very lightly she spoke she doubted that anyone would even here “Sorry…” Her eyes looked to her left where Valina was laying the poor girl passed out at the sight she didn’t blame her of course, this easily looked like a scene from Jaws only with an invisible shark on the loose. The Ring was on and in her other hand she had curled the tube of iron there was no more feasting on her body tonight, she would make sure of it, laying there that internal flame started to lick away at the core of her eyes, she was pissed….

Time seemed to slow down as he watched the situation in slow motion. Things did not make sense, they didn't click. The entire surroundings seemed to defy the laws of... everything that warped around him. A girl did not suddenly start bleeding for no apparent reason at all. His eyes would dart around the the floor to see such a trail of crimson washing over their feet. So much blood washed over his feet... so much blood. His eyes would look up to the clatter of feet across the cement, their legs slowly pounding across the ground towards his given direction. He could not understand why this was happening, things were starting to look good in his direction. Things... were actually working in this school. Why here, why now? Why does the flow of the crimson sea always seems to follow him wherever he may be? He didn't do anything to cause it, why the hell was it here now? His eyes would slowly fade, as his own involvement in the world was shaky. It didn't make sense. The idea would fade across his mind....

"Flip her over" The voice of reason was pulled him back into reality. There was so many things he had to do, there was no time to retreat into the recesses of his mind. His eyes would look down to see the picture of his previous image had changed. In his hand, the cellphone continued to buzz in his ear, or so he thought. The spark in his mind fueled his need to be apart of the current reality once more, there was something a foot that he had to catch up on. There was something... he was missing. Squatting down to Lillian, he saw where the blood trails were coming from. It was obvious from any standpoint that Lillian needed to be flipped over to be examined. Giving a quick nod, his hands would try to run to her hind leg and her upper back where he noticed the blood was the weakest. He would try to press his fingers across the non-injured skin, but there was only so much he could do. "Alright then Shuichi, I am here..." His voice was weak, but predominant. It was time to keep a cool head.

Turning his head once more, he caught the glimpse of Shuichi with nothing but his birthday suit on. "Damn it Shuichi, I don't want to even ask..." When he stripped, at least Riley kept his damn boxers on. A penis wasn't the best thing to look at the given situation, but the man seemed to know what he was doing and he had to give him the trust that Shuichi needed. He was shooting blanks in his mind, might as well give someone else a shot. "Flip on three...One... two... three..." He would try to flip Lillian onto her side, so that she could easily vomit if necessary without choking on her own stuff. He would try to prevent Shuichi from flipping her over onto her stomach, since he could easily tell from the current pose what was going on. "Holy shit..." His eyes would dart wide as he would see the gashes along the beautifully curved backside. It was as if all those scars he saw earlier had ripped open, showering red drops of crimson blood in their wake.

He would note how inflamed the openings were, possibly because of the Chlorine, but he did not want to ask any more unnecessary questions. "Where the hell are the towels?" His voice called out, as more people rushed over to do absolutely nothing... it was like a group of people working off of one cook book. He did not like it, and he wanted to clear out some space. Nevertheless, before he could get a word across to Laura to back off a little so the men could work-"Don't touch her! Don't you fucking touch her!" Of course, add more to the situation by freaking the fuck out. It was rather irritating to have to deal with a drama queen. Although the situation was gave, they all did not have to run around like chickens with their heads cut off. If Laura wanted to do that, she could do that outside the room.

Of course, he returned with the shorts and tossed out all the items. He did not have the faintest idea that he was holding onto one or more of Lillian's goodies, but she was a sly one and could easily hide one or two things in his cargo shorts without him knowing. He was a little distracted at the time when she was playing around in his shorts earlier. Shaking his mind, he just didn't care anymore. What happens now is what is the most important. As Laura reached out after telling him how much she hated her, he leaned forward with the phone in his hands... trying to place the towels where they needed to be. He just did not have time to play coax game anymore, it was all action or nothing at all. As he leaned forward to whisper something in Lillian's ear, he caught her words rather clearly. Riley.. off.. phone.” He was stunned mid sentence, how the hell could he not call the police?

As the towels continued to add pressure, his mind's warning buzzer started to fade quickly. Whatever the hell that was causing the problem in the air, seems to have died off temporarily. He did not want to be the too hopeful, but it seems in correlation that whatever the problem was... it was affecting Lillian's recovery rather quickly. There was so much blood across the ground that Riley had no idea how it was going to work. How the hell was Lillian alive after all of that. His fingers would attempt to brush against the nape of her neck, checking for the pulse. If he read it right (if allowed) he would internally claim that the blood pressure was not as weak as he would imagine... as if she only lost a cup of blood versus 1-2 pints of it. Maybe he was imagining things, giving his mental mind a quick shake. There was nothing else he had to worry about at the present time.

Whatever happened, happened. That was all Riley had to do to reason for it. Whatever they did worked, whatever the towels seemed to fix... worked. As the towels began to slowly loosen themselves from her back, he would notice the wounds were slowly closing before his eyes. Maybe not closing, but the blood flow was slowly seeping to a stop. Nevertheless, his eyes would slowly turn to the cellphone that was in his hand to examine the status message and read it aloud "No service...". Staring in disbelief, he tossed it away. "Fucking phone service, always out when ya really need it." The 911 phone call was never sent, therefore there was nothing to really worry about regardless. Nevertheless, the thoughts ran across his mind once more. Why did Lillian tell him not to call 911? Was it something out of his control? So many questions ran across his mind, but he just did not have the rhyme or reason to ask her just yet. In due time, he reminded himself, in due time.

Ignoring Laura's request for him to back off, he fought off the urge to slap the woman to her senses. He was inwardly shocked for her distrust throughout the entire situation. He never showed a hint of bad aliments towards any of his fellow friends in the group and was generally good hearted, he felt stereotyped in the matter of seconds as the cool guy turned sicko. It was a rather disturbing thought that would nag at him for a while. Regardless, it would take a lot to forgive Laura for her little shouts in his time of desperation for her help.“Sorry…” Lillian's voice would seep out in the quietening panic around the room. Riley would merely shake his head, smirking as she resided along Laura's lap. "Hey there good looking, gave us quite a scare." A light smile spread across his cheeks, as Riley would reach down to try to map a few strands of hair from her eyes.

Feeling that there was more to the situation, he ignored asking the medical professional for the moment and quietly asked the cooing Lillian for a few answers. "What do we need to do next... sweetie?" He asked in such sweet, appealing voices that he kept them low key and understanding. This situation was out of the normal jurisdiction for his or possibly Shuichi's medical understandings of the human body. There was something more at play here, and he needed Lillian to unveil the puzzle. "Do you need us to wrap up these wounds across your back?" His lips would try to press against her forehead, his cooing continued. "Are you alergic to anything in particular?" It was the promising medical action he had to make... whatever it was that was ailing her, he did not want to make it any worse. "Shuichi, could you find the first aid kit... it should be in the office. There should be a big one, I saw it before..." He did not want to leave Lillian's side for one moment, his hand would reach out to her own... trying to clasp it.

Shuichi worked on the girl, trying to keep the other events from breaking his concentration. It was not easy to do with one voice screaming and then another. He could understand their reactions, how could he not. This girl was someone special to both of them, both equally enthralled by not only her beauty, but her spirit and now, well now she seemed so lifeless. He had only had the opportunity to speak to her once before, but he could see how she would have entwined herself in their lives so much. And now he was here responsible for keeping her from closing those beautifully violet eyes of hers.

He could feel that what ever it was that was affecting the healing process had started to fade. He could see the flow of blood not stopping, but at least slowing some. He fell more into the pool of his life-force and drew it out, sending it into her wounds. He knew that doing so might be dangerous, especially at his level of training. He had never attempted this for those other people he had treated, not going pulling this much out of himself. But then why would he, they were mostly thugs who would not be missed. She however was different, people seemed to genuinely care for her. Still, she was but a new face, then why would he risk so much. Maybe it was because he wanted that too, wanted to be part of this collection of friends or maybe it was for the benefit of the friend he had made. He didn't know, maybe he just like playing hero.

Beads of sweat formed on his brow as he continued to work while Laura flung barbed words at Riley. He saw her take the other's hand and then profess her love to her. The light of the ring dimmed for only a second as his concentration lapse, only to return a bit bright. 'I have to get the blood to stop. I need to.." he concentrated harder still. He could hear Riley’s complaint of his phone, but he didn't reply. It was only when that last small word escaped her lips, did he start to close of the stream of energy he had been feeding her. He dropped to his rear, his breathing quick and shallow.

As he sat there, trying not only to catch his breath, but to keep from showing how much he had been drained, he let Riley attend to her. When he heard about wrapping the wounds, he nodded. They would have to in order to prevent any infection, but that was from a normal wound, this was anything but. "Okay, I'll be right back, just don't let her lay back down on her back and keep her conscious. Do you hear me, you keep her awake." he told them as he got to his feet. He walked around the pool towards the office. He luckily passed the diving boards. It was lucky for two reasons, one he could pick up his shorts. It wasn't that he was now suddenly shy, but more that the whole mood, so to speak, was no longer one of romance or lust, but more melancholy and somber. The other reason was that it gave him something to hold on to as he waited for the world to stop spinning. If he had continued to walk, he would have either been falling against the wall, or into the pool.

He walked into the office, pausing to put on his shorts and as he did, he saw the box marked with a red cross. If anything screamed med kit, that was it. He lifted he box onto the table and looked inside, finding it well stocked. As he walked back, he noticed a small figure on the ground. It must be Valina. What had happened to the girl? She had been fine when he had run off. Maybe the shock was too much for her. He hurried and placed the box down, lifting the lid and pulling out a few thinks. "Listen to me. What I want you to do is apply some of this ointment," he said setting it out. "You need to know something, this wont help close those wounds any faster, its to keep these from sticking to her cuts," he said holding up the large square gauze. "Now, apply the ointment, place the gauze over them wounds covering them and then, wrap the bandages around her. Move from the bottom towards her heart, the other way will only push the blood to her feet and cause swelling and could cause more problems. The bleeding has stop, so the worst seems to be over. But what ever caused this was not a blade, so Laura quit blaming Riley," he said. Turning to the young man, he asked, "Riley, will you come here for a moment." If he would have followed, he would hear Shuichi say quietly, "Those wounds are not natural, no blade or stone made those. It was something, something not of this plane. Nothing else would have prevented the healing of the wounds. They will heal, but on their own time, maybe as soon as tomorrow or maybe a month, either way what ever did that might come back to continue what it started. If she starts to bleed or something happens, go and get me, you know where my dorm is. Or check the infirmary. Now, go and take care of her. I'll leave it in your hands. I'm going to go and check on Valina."

He walked back to the med kit and picked out a few more items before walking towards the collapsed form. As he neared he saw that she was not only passed out, but had made quite a mess. Why was it lately his job had evolved so much blood and throw up. He waded in, not squeamish at getting close to the mess. He grabbed the towel she had discarded and dipped some of it into the water before starting to clean her up. He moved her out of the wet mess and got her to a dry spot, cleaning off her body, his hands wiping away the what had suddenly come spewing out of her. Seeing that she had only fainted, he pulled out the small bottle of smelling salts. And after running it close to her nose, he waited to see if she would come around.

Butterflies , rainbows , bunny rabbits running in terror , and sparklers whizzing off by her whim. Ahh...the wonders of dreams. Always in her head it was a pleasant and wonderful whimsical world.Sleep was her escape , her wonderful voyage into a land with strawberry edible politicians , candy cane bridges , free fireworks , tree's that have glowsticks instead of fruit , happy music , sunny days , fresh meadows , and air that seemed so crisp and clean you could float on a breeze like a feather. Such a wonderful world that such a hyperactive mind creates. Chaos wasn't always evil and violent , but sometimes unpredicatable and happy. And that's how her dreamscape was. However...she wasn't really sleeping. Nor was she really dreaming. She blacked out. There was no slumber soft descent down a pillowcase covered stairs while a muse of slumber whispered sweet lullabyes into her ears. Oh no , she just fell like a rock and somewhere along the way missed her world entirely.

Where she fell was a terrible place indeed. The world lacked color. It was grey. Dust coated the landscape as heavy as cobwebs in a crypt. There was no sun , only an angry void where it should be. It seemed to tug at her colored body , trying to steal it away. Terror. Fear. Sorrow.Hurt.Smells of blood. Burning scents. It was a terrible place to be. Around her specters dances in slow circles with arms that may as well have been sickles , swishing them close to her , prickling her figure with the cold blades that danced in step to their feindish glee. Valina was naked...curled in the center of a bone riddled stone floor with only emptyness about her. As her tormenters danced and shrieked she could feel something terrible coming. It was so strong. A terrible and deadly force that sought to snuff out something. Her. Her freedom and happiness , joy and love. It was coming to cut her open and make her a part of the world she was now in. It was trying to drain her of what she was. Her mouth was open to scream the whole while but it felt like her chest was being squeezed , not at all like a lovers embrace , but as if someone was trying to wring the air out of her. A odd dizzy feeling filled her while she laid there. It drew closer like a phantasmal Jaws , making it's way with music played on the backs of the suffering. It was so close she could feel it's brimstone breath washing over her skin , molesting it , it was here..it's jaws opened. She was going to die. She was going to be eaten a-


"GET AWAY! GET AWAY YOU'RE NOT GOING TO EAT ME , GET AWAY FROM ME , STOP HURTING! STOP IT! STOP IT!" Valina's eyes had snapped open like the dead's. She wasn't a zombie. Oh dear god no , what she was at the moment was a screaming crazy who snapped upright , slapping at the body near her with a fierce flurry of blows. The nails she was careful with would sing like silent razors through the air , muffled by it's non-existence. She was fighting away something from her form , her voice shaken. High pitched and utterly terrified. There was blood smells , funny pool smells , and whatever was close to her face as it had tried to bite her! It had come , it came to hurt them all , something , something did! She'd freak out in place for a moment , the nude girl a whirling dervish for the moment , then her body would snap to the side in a roll if she wasn't snatched at. She evaded the throw up and managed not to fall into the pool , which was good , which wasn't good was as she came to stand her eyes were frozen in lost fear , head snapping back and forth in terror while she tried to get to her senses.


She stood , her lovely figure looking so small as it trembled like a dying animal in a predators jaws , one hand clasped over her bracelet , the other trembling with it's fingers hooked into talon like shapes as if they were a weapon in themselves. What was going on exactly? Lilly from a glance looked better then the dead Lilly she had seen. Laura was there , Riley was someplace....where? What happened? Did she dream it? What the hell was going on? There was far too much stimuli that was going on , which was causing the rapid and erratic rise and fall of her chest. Her small figure was wound like a spring ,ready to do...well...something. Who knew? There was hardly a thought process through her scare.


She felt like she could just scream again and again and again. Those wonderful blue eyes were wide with adrenaline. There was a certain animalistic behavior to her whole situation. She was tensed , crouched slightly in place with her eyes flitting back and forth between the figures present. She was on edge no doubt. Who wouldn't be? Perhaps it would be best just to leave her be for the moment least someone get swiped at again....or perhaps Valina would pass out again from stress and her improper breathing? Choices , choices.....well why not pick option number three? Oh? I didn't list one? It's a surprise!


"I-I'm really scared...and I gotta go pee...I'm going to go to the bathroom...and I-...I wanna have s-someone tell m-me what's going on...O-okay dokie?" It was wavery , it was timid , it was shaken to the core , but it retained an ounce of softness to it even if her trembling lips were giving a smile a person with a stroke could only be proud of. Then the girl turned , and made a beeline to the woman's locker room/bathroom area , not responding to anyone if they asked or spoke to her.

Laura wasn't one to panic....usually, but given the events of this night, she was a goddamned wreck. Her attentions were focused on Lillian, periodically being diverted long enough to scowl at Riley in between mumbled curses. Only a dreaded, drawn out "OOOhhhh, nnnoooo..." slipping from her lips as she watched from the corner of her eyes as Valina hurled and then collapsed in a heap a second later. Two down. How many more to go?

And from all places, where did the voice of reason come from amidst the choas? Shuichi. Who would have 'thunk' it? That boy, it seemed, never ceased to amaze her. When Shuichi calmly explained that the wounds on Lillian's back had not come from some sort of weapon and that Riley wasn't too blame, Laura almost felt remorse for the things she had said to Lillian's would-be lover. Almost. None of it made any sense at all to her logical mind, and since Riley had been the one with Lillian when she sustained the injuries, it was only natural for Laura to assume he was the sick fuck who had hurt her. Even as she listened to Shuichi defend the boy, Laura would not be entirely convinced of Riley's innocence, but she was at least placated enough to shut the hell up and...think.

When it seemed hopeless, when Laura thought that river of blood flowing from Lillian's back would never end...it began to slow significantly, and the girl had never been so thankful for anything her her entire life. She let up on the pressure she had been applying, pulling the mass of blood soaked towels away from Lil's form as Laura sank back on her calves and watched the bare assed Shuichi take off for the office in search of an emergency kit. Laura had caught Lillian's weak plea that no one be called for help, and was fully prepared to shove Riley's cell phone up his ass had he not quickly put it away after hearing his girl's remark, too. Then there was that pitiful "sorry" crossing Lil's lips, and Laura felt very much like crying again...but she didn't. "There's nothing to be sorry about, girl" Laura interjected. "Just try and relax and we'll get you out of here before anyone finds out..."

For whatever reason, Lil's remark made it more than apparent that she didn't want anyone to know what had happened this night, and so it would be up to her friends to get her to safety and make certain that no one did. Laura was grateful that Shuichi had thought to put his shorts back on before returning from the office with the medical supplies. God, knows there was enough for the girl to think about at the moment without his cock bobbing up and down in her face. Rewind this scene to 20 minutes prior, and she would have welcomed that lil' show, but right now 'dick' was the last thing on her mind.

Laura finally got up when Shuichi began explaining the details to Riley about how to wrap and tend to Lillian's wounds. The boys could see to that, Laura decided, because she'd end up pulling a "Valina" and hurling her guts up, too, if she had to play nurse. Nupe. Wasn't gonna happen. Laura jumped up and began running toward the nearby utility room, calling over her shoulder, "I'll be right back...get Lil' bandaged up and ready to ride." Laura stopped in her retreat long enough to look around rather frantically where she, Shuichi, and Valina had been lounging earlier. "My pants! Where are my fucking jeans?!" She called out to no one other than herself. The next word out of her mouth was "FUCK!" when she looked into the water and saw that every item of clothing Valina had been holding in her lap was now laying at the bottom of the pool, no doubt where it had ended up when the other girl sprang to her feet in shock at the horror unfolding around her. No time to worry about that now. Laura bolted off toward the utility room again and then disappeared inside.

When she came charging out again, it was at full speed, her hands clasped tightly around the grip bar of a luggage dollie the students use at the beginning and end of every school year when they are either unloading or packing up all the junk from their dorm. The wheels of the metal platform rolled loudly across the tiles, and it nearly turned over on its side when Laura rounded the corner of the pool without slowly down a hair. She pushed the dollie over to where Lillian lay and then tossed a towel across the cold, metal while she hurriedly explained to Riley, "You can lay her on this and take her to your room or the infermary...whichever...just get her the hell out of here."

Laura took off again toward where she saw Shuichi kneeling beside the unconscious Valina waving smelling salts under the girls nose. Before Laura could stop the pink haired wonder, the girl had jumped up and bolted toward the women's restroom after exclaiming that she had to pee. Laura yelled at Shuichi as she passed, following on Valina's heels. "Go help Riley get Lillian loaded. We all need to get the hell out of here."

Laura pushed the door open to the women's bathroom, calling through the opening rather than going inside. "Hurry up, Sweetness...shake the dew off that Lily and get that cute lil' ass of yours in high gear...we gotta go...just stay with the others and they'll tell you what to do."

Laura looked out across the pool at the lone Arik still in the water, yelling at him, too. "You, too, pretty boy! Let's go....get your ass outta there and make some tracks!" Laura had seen Kazumi take off earlier when she was doing that lil' strip tease for Shuichi, but she hadn't said a word. The strawberry blonde had seemed to be in a huff about something and Laura just assumed it was because Arik had decided to strut his stuff in front of everyone. Laura was glad the other girl had already left now, though. One less person to worry about.

To Laura's relief, the chlorine and other chemicals had already made the blood disappear in the water, and it was once more crystal clear...just something else to make ya wonder just what the hell you were swimming in that you couldn't really see. No time to think about that either.

Next, Laura grabbed one of the five gallon buckets that the chemicals were stored in and quickly emptied the contents in the pool and then began scooping water out with it. Bucketful after bucketful was tossed across the floor where any stain or puddle of blood remained, washing the crimson fluid back over the edge of the pool and into the water to dissolve away. Laura glanced at the clock. Fuck! 12:09am. If Nathaniel was as dependable as ever, he'd be arriving in about 6 minutes to escort Laura back to her dorm. Double fuck! For once, Nathaniel Logan Ardenson was the very last boy Laura Lye Maddox wanted to see.

"Hurry up!" Laura yelled again, running over to the rail where she had carefully hung Valina's wet clothes earlier in the evening and snatched up the pink sweater. Laura quickly slipped her arms through the sleeves and pulled it over her head, forcing it down over her bare breasts. A bit tight, but it would have to do. She left Valina's shorts untouched cause she knew without even trying that there was no way she could wiggle her ass into them, plus the dangling chains made entirely too much noise as you walked. The panties and bra remained, too, cause there were just some things girls didn't borrow.

Laura rushed back over to Riley and Lil, tugging the sweater down to the top of her panties with one hand and pulling her hair free with the other. "Nathaniel is coming back. He'll be here soon, so we gotta get the hell outta here. You know...Nathaniel...Gate Guardian for the school...the boy with a million and one questions...and the authority to get all of our asses kicked right the hell outta this school? Let's go!" Laura stared at Riley wide eyed, waiting for him to move or speak or do something..."I don't know about you or anybody else here, but I don't have the first answer to give for any question that boy is gonna ask if he catches us...and if it's all the same to you, I'd rather not get expelled for some shit I had no control over."

Laura scooped up another bucket of water, waiting for the boys to move Lillian so that she could wash the blood away from the spot where the girl had been laying. If Laura knew how to do anything, it was cover her tracks...which was precisely what she was trying to do for them all. In order for her to clean up any evidence of tonights events, though, she needed "Lil doesn't want anyone to know what's happened, and we have to respect that. Let's go...before a bad situation only gets worse!"

Laura had all intentions of staying behind and cleaning up the rest of the blood after the others left to take Lil to safety, and maybe even waylay Nathaniel, should he show up, to give the others time enough to make their getaway. In her rush, though, Laura had forgotten about how she might look to Nathaniel, and even seemed completely oblivious to the fact herself. As she stood there ranting with Lillian's blood smeared all over her long tanned legs, discoloring those pretty pink panties of hers, and caked beneath her fingernails and covering both hands, too, Laura was utterly clueless to how she appeared. If a heinous crime had been committed this night, then Laura Lye Maddox looked guilty as hell.

It was hard to focus on all the commotion running past his ear. Too many people wanted him to do too many things at once; he felt like a train wreck waiting to happen. All he cared about was the simple fact that he needed to get Lillian better. For some odd reason or another, she was slowly recuperating from whatever the hell had happened to her. He was no Doctor, but his insides told him there was something more than a medical reason. Something surpassing the logical knowledge of spontaneous bleeding of already closed scars. The thought did cross his mind that it could of been something in the water, but he had a paper cut earlier that didn't start to bleed again... checking his hand where there was a light glaze of a scar. Nodding his head, it could of been something that affected her. Nevertheless, he had the slightest idea that she was not allergic to just the water. They have been wallowing in it for too long... the blood filling the water quickly. He glanced across the water to see the blood still floating around aimlessly in the waters. Regardless, they were going to have to get rid of that... somehow. They could always trace it back to them... wait, why was he being so espionage about it? Why should he hide something like this, Lillian needs medical attention!

"Listen to me. What I want you to do is apply some of this ointment," The sound of Shuichi returning brought him back to his senses. Damn he was fading out of reality too much for his comfort level. There was just so much going on, it was hard to focus on more than one thing. Focus... "You need to know something, this wont help close those wounds any faster, its to keep these from sticking to her cuts," He merely nodded, leaning forward to grasp the medical box and take out what he needed. Giving Shuichi a quick nod, he sighed apologetically. "Thanks Shuichi, I can take care of it from here." Turning his head towards Laura, he gave her a quick wink of recognition. "I'll be right back...get Lil' bandaged up and ready to ride." "Will do..." He turned his head towards Valina, noticing she had collapsed. As much as his mind wanted to reach out to help Valina as well, there was only one of him. He apologized inwardly, but his primary attention was Lillian at the moment.

Giving a nod to Lillian, he squeezed the ointment onto his fingertips after applying rubbing alcohol to his fingertips. He considered dousing some of her wounds with alcohol, but he noticed the ointment was anti-bacterial. Besides, he did not want to add anything unnecessary in pain towards the delicate Lillian. His hand would try to caress her on the top of her head, trying to coo her senses with a bright smile on his face. He had to look cheery, he wanted her to believe that everything was going to be okay. He had no idea, since this entire mess did not make sense.. but he wanted to believe it was so. Deep down, he wanted to believe that everything was going to be okay. "This is going to irritate you a bit, but I am going to be as delicate as possible. Okay sweetie?" He whispered sweet, soft words to her quietly, taking advantage of the momentary time they had alone together. With delicate fingertips, he casually would try to apply the ointment in little clumps along her skin, planning on using the bandage to help smooth it out later.

There were so many cuts that he had to apply the ointment to, but he took his time. He wanted to make sure not to upset Lillian any more than he had to. About halfway through his little moment of soothing, he turned his head to witness a dolly roll up beside of him. "Thanks Laura, so what about the blood in the po.." He trailed off, watching the woman sport some fine misty stuff over her shoulder and start throwing it everywhere. Well the pool might not be swimable, but at least it was dissolving the blood and whatever other evidence they may leave behind. He had to nod to the woman who was taking care of business rather quickly. She had freaked out before, but she was slowly gaining some confidence back with her. He would consider her moment of relapse a thing of the past for now. The pain of the insults stung on the inside, but he kept trudging on. He had more important things to worry about than coaxing his own ego.

There were so many cuts along Lillian back that it took him a few good minutes to try to apply the ointment. He had to stop every once in a while to give Lillian a moment to breathe casually and suck up the pain. It was as if she was walking over hot coals that he had to naturally heal overtime. The idea of how or why this happened was out the door, now all he had to worry about how he was going to fix her up. There were two choices Laura presented him earlier, the infirmary or his home. As much as he wanted to take her to a normal hospital, he could tell the scars were not ordinary to say in the least. For all he knew, Lillian could have been receiving these scars on a yearly basis. He could tell some of them were so old, his fingers would try to run across the older scars he witnessed crossed her back. Some bedtime story she was going to have to tell him one evening, but first... it was business.

Once he finished with the ointment, he began to peel off packages of gauze and slowly began to try to apply them to the back of her flesh. The ointment would allow the gauze to easily seep to the wounds, allowing it to attach easily to her back. He placed them layer by layer, taking his time to make sure he did it perfectly. It took all of his attention to focus on what he was doing, but he made sure to share a few moments with the concerned Lillian who was possibly just as frightened as they all were... or maybe, she knew something more and this was something like a common occurrence. It would explain a lot of the scaring... Riley wondered if this was the first time this has happened? Who patched her together after incidents like this? That was the question. "Lillian, I am almost done. Can you stay awake for a little longer." He would try to pinch her thigh lightly, but make sure to try to pin her if she jolted too much. HE didn't need her falling asleep just yet. She could rest once they reached his room.

Once all the gauze was applied, he grabbed the surgical tape and began to seal the rest of the wounds around the edges, if allowed, making sure to avoid any scaring that the tape would cross. Yet again, it would take him a little more time but he was moving as fast as he could. Laura kept mentioning Nate coming in and interrupting, but he had high doubts for that man. It made no sense otherwise to doubt the man. He could easily explain to Nate the situation, but there were too many heads to worry about. He understood Laura's concern to keep it on the down-low... Laura seemed to know something a bit more than he did about the situation. He would have to quiz her as well over it.

Finally finished with his last few steps in the procedure, he had to admire it was a work of art. With the task complete, he motioned over to Shuichi. "Grab any clothes that you see, ANYTHING." He kept his voice to a low hiss, to make sure not to let his sound rebound anywhere. Anyone nearby could hear the panic, but he might as well try his best. "Laura, you are going to have to apply the chemical under Lillian once I get her into the cart." There was nothing more to be said or done, he could easily lift the fragile girl in his own arms. Taking a moment to throw on his own pants, he cleaned up the area of any trash that he saw... throwing it into the medical box. Taking the better bet, he placed the medical box on the cart as well. Might as well take it with them, never know if they will need it or not. "Hold the cart steady Laura..." He would nod to the woman, making sure she was ready. Once she was in place, he would bend over Lillian.. placing his lips hovering just above her ear. Whispering "This is going to feel uncomfortable... just relax, I will take care of everything." With that, he would try to place his arm under her knees and around her shoulders, easily trying to lift up the poor girl in one fail swoop.

"Hold on Lillian..." He would whisper as he made his way to the cart, taking his time as he tried to place her down on her side. With a light smile, he would try to reposition the shirt so that it would cover her chest once more. Grabbing one of the clean towels, he would try to drape it over her back... making sure to not let it touch her sore spots. "Alright, we are going to my room." Taking the chemical, if Lillian was moved he would apply it around her area where the blood was the most collected. Salting the area heavily. Then taking a clean bucket, he would dump water ontop of it to brush it over the pool side... rechecking the area to make sure he did not leave ANY residue of blood. "That about covers it." Turning to Lillian, he would give Laura a nod. "Push the cart behind me. This aint going to be stealthy..." He clenched his fist. No time to be messing around. Turning around, he would grab any other towels and throw them into a hefty trash bag he had nearby. Clean up all the evidence.... his mind would whisper. "Shuichi, get Valina and lets go! Carry her if you need to." Nodding to Arik if he was still there, he pointed towards the gym door. "Lets bug out..." Rushing towards the door Laura was heading towards, he would open it, nodding. "To my room..."

"Push the cart behind me. This ain't going to be stealthy..."

Laura blinked...twice. Was Riley serious? He wanted her, a too tall, too skinny waif of a girl, to actually do all the pushing while he led the way? Good, God, whatever happened to chivalry? Wasn't gonna be "stealthy"? No shit. The boy obviously must have missed the way Laura had nearly wiped out a few minutes before when she had tried to clear the corner of the pool with the damn dollie...and that was before the added weight of Lillian was tossed into the mix. Laura just shook her head, too exasperated to even argue at this point.

"Ok, ok...just gimme one minute..." Laura scanned the area quickly before darting off to the far side of the pool and grabbing up Arik's discarded shorts. The boy would just have to find himself a clean towel to wrap up in when he got out of the water, Laura decided, peeling her panties down her thighs and kicking them free from around her ankles before stepping into Arik's shorts and pulling them up just as fast. Nope. No one had seen a thing. They were baggy as hell, and Laura tied the string tightly around her waist to make sure they didn't accidentally slip down at the most inopportune moment. She smiled apologetically at Arik before grabbing up her panties and turning back around to head over to Riley and Lillian again, calling out to the boy, "You can...erm...get these back later. I'll wash 'em and everything...thanks!"

Laura had heard Riley's instructions for Shuichi and wondered why the hell he was still standing there like a statue as she hurried past him. "Here, catch!" she called out, tossing Shuichi her pink panties. "A little something to remember me by...now get Valina and lets scoot...see yall in Riley's room." Albeit, those panties she tossed his way weren't exactly in pristine condition anymore seeing as how Lillian had bled all over her lap, but it was the thought that counted, right? Besides, all Shuichi needed to do was give that sheer fabric a quick lil' swish in the water and all the blood would wash away, and they'd be good as new again. Of course, he'd also wash away the delectable scent of her arousal along with it, but you couldn't win 'em all, could you? There again, it's the thought that counts.

Laura grabbed hold of the dollie's grip bar, digging her bare feet against the floor and putting her back into getting the damn thing to move as Riley sped off ahead and held the door open for her to push the cart through. Ok. Maybe chivalry wasn't entirely dead, but it sure had taken a beating. "I hope you like it rough, doll..." Laura teased the barely conscious Lillian, "...cause this is gonna be a hard ass ride...I'll go as easy as I can on you, though...promise."

And away they went, Laura pushing the dollie as smoothly as she could without causing it to topple over while Lillian lay drapped listlessly across the metal platform. "To my room..." Riley instructed once more as Laura cleared the threshold of the doorway with a minimal amount of jarring. "Lead the way, Romeo..." Laura said with a sarcastic smile, "...and me and Juliet, here, will surely follow."

Entering the sacred confines of the woman's bathroom , she made a direct beeline for a stall. Entering the door and shutting it she had a pretty easy time just , well , you know , going. Not like she had any clothes out of the way of her much needed relief. And so it started , that tinny tinkling sound that somehow made her think of the song "Twinkle twinkle little star". And why not sing it? " Tinkle tinkle lil'....well.....that's not a star..." A light little giggle echoed in the empty restroom. For being so shaken up a few moments ago , Valina's pretty pink head wasn't really worried. Mid pee , she jumped a bit as Laura's voice called after her , making a pause be heard before she retorted"Dew? Lilly? But...I don't have a flower what are you talk-...Ohhhh!" sounding as pleased as a child who figured out an adult's codewords Valina continued with her restroom voyage. A second later , she wiped , flushed , hiked her underwear up by habit even though it wasn't there , and went to wash her hands.


The tell-tale running of water was done as a quick pace , a hurried and pressed task. It was sending the girl through a tizzy since she was told to always do this , and it was enough for the odd haired , odder girl to remember the steps. Soap , water , rinse , dry , snap off a towel and use it open door , toss the paper in garbage. She did it with a ritualistic practice before making her voyage out the doors and into the pool area. What greeted her was something that filled her with a mix of delight and curious silence.


Lips pressing together like a dam against the rush of joyous questions she was wanting to ask where and what they were going to do and go with that Dollie but the stiuation would be akward if she did. Those loveable ripe lips were held together so tight that they turned a pale pink in effort. The look in her eyes went from curious to disspointed...and still curious. She didn't get to ask why or where , but she was answered who. Lilly was being loaded up and was being ready to get rolled out like some sort of holy ark. Maybe Lilly was holy? Valina's head cocked to the side in question. Maybe she'd have to ask someone if she was supposed to call Lillian her "Highness" or something.


Valina had almost made it back to the spot , nude as the day she was born, when suddenly like a army reserve , they all moved out! Blue eyes widened hen she realized a few things. Laura had someone stolen her sweater and had yanked it on herself , they were leaving her behind , and finally , she was the only one naked anymore. Now...she was told that being naked in public was a bad thing...yet everyone was naked at one time. Now they were clothed. Did that change the rules? "Uhm..." The poor girl was left to peer at her clothing which was still wet and dangling on a railing. Walking over to it she started to scoop up her panties and bra , fastening them about herself and tugging them up her smooth and slender legs , hiding her more desirable parts from view. That being done it was time to worm into her jingly shorts.


That in itself was an ordeal. As soon as she tried to put them on , above her ankles , she ran into a problem. Wet clothing and a dry body equals much effort. As soon as she gave the tug up , she ran into a very real crisis. She was yanking against her calves , which in turn , sent her body off balance.Like a pink leafed tree she soon found herself tipping to the side , giving a small squeal while she fell with an imaginary "Timberrrrr!!". Instead of hurting herself by falling flat on her side , she managed to whip her hips as if trying to twist her spine and flail out her legs to land on them. The only thing that was acomplished by that was she fell right on her pretty little ass with a thump. A small "Ittee!" was given while she sat there , her shorts around her ankles , with a suprised look on her face. To make the story short , she laid flat on her back , arched her adorable little rump off the floor , and yanked her shorts up and fastened them with as much effort as you'd think picking up a car would take. Thankfully , sher shirt went on much easier , as well as the little chocker collar she wore to finish off the cheerful Asemblage that was her usualy clothing.


She was ready. She was dressed , she was here to kick ass and take names!....She was totally lost at where they were supposed to go."H-Hey! Wait for me please!" Sing song voice raising up in tenor while she hurriedly tried to catch up , dodging the door and beelining after them with a small glance behind her at the pool...a somewhat glad look on her face to be leaving the building that held two of her fears. Water , and whatever harmed Lillian.

Nathaniel scowled at his watch. "12:15" the face read. The gaurdian was displeased, he had to give chase to a peeping tom. An endeaver which ate up a lot of his patrol. Nate disliked being impunctual, and when he had a reason to be on time.

The young man had to remain thorough. The instincts and emotions saying to sprint to the gynasium were supressed. Nathaniel did his job. The voice he did speak with wondered if Laura would be angry with him.

The gym felt odd, Nate could not place his finger on it, but something was amiss. He hadn't felt this amiss since the "A 1-3 Incident" or since he had his first encounter with... no he wouldn't think it. There was no reason to be spooked.

"Lights aren't on and there aren't any sounds", observed Nate after he unlocked the main hallway to the gym and made his way to the pool. Did the little party end early? Suspicious thoughts ran through the investigative mind. He shrugged them away, he could not be distracted like that.

Silent as ever he walked toward the access hall to the pool. Nate's hair was standing on end. Thre was no reason for it. Aside from the would be perverts, his night was relatively calm. What was up with him. His instincts were on haywire.

The young man took out his cell, he wondered should he call Riley who was present to see if everyone had gone. He found himself dialing Laura. As he began his way down the hall, he called her.

"I had a little trouble to deal with. I'm sorry for not being as prompt as expected Laura", was the line he would use whether she picked up or he got her voice mail.
He walked softly and let his right hand free.

Still so much felt off...

Laura was pretty freaked out still, even as she and Riley somehow managed to escape the pool scene with Lillian laying limp across the dollie. She was grateful as hell to see Valina catch up to them, but a tad worried that Arik and Shuichi were still dragging ass behind. No time to think about that right now. The clock on the wall had read 12:13am when they rolled out the door.

As quietly as she could, Laura pushed the dollie across campus as she followed Riley without question, but every sqeak the wheels of that cart made sounded like it was magnified 100 times to her frazzled nerves. They were gonna get caught. She was sure of it. One more school in a long list of others that she would find herself kicked out of bright and early Monday morning. Fuck. Her parents were gonna kill her.

Laura was doing her best to concentrate on the task at hand, dodging uneven pavement and pot holes to keep from jarring the dollie too much so as not to cause Lillian anymore discomfort than she was already suffering while also scanning the area, fully expecting to see Nathaniel pop up like a jack in the box from behind one of the bushes at any minute and yell, "Ah, hah! I caught you...hands in the air and don't anyone make any sudden movements."

Laura didn't exactly understand what the hell had happened at the pool, but she knew enough to realize they were all in some serious shit should they get caught. Why in the hell had she asked Nathaniel to come back and get her? Hindsight was such a motherfucking bitch sometimes. She kept her eyes peeled, looking for the 'boy wonder' to appear at any minute, fully prepared to fake faint or do something else equally as dramatic to get the infamous Gate Guardian distracted long enough for the others to make a clean getaway.

It was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that will drive a person insane when they are trying not to make any sound at all, and every breath they take sounds like a friggin' war drum being beaten in their ear. Was it any wonder, then, that when Laura's cell phone began ringing, she nearly dropped dead from a heart attack?

The dollie came to a screeching hault as she let go and began fumbling all over her body trying to find the damn thing and shut it off. Shit! She wasn't even wearing any of her own clothes, so where the hell had she..... Laura moved next to the platform Lil was curled up on, her hand reaching beneath the towel and gently feeling along the other girls side until she found what she was looking for. "Goddamnit!" she cursed, pulling out her cell from where she had laid it earlier for safe keeping. Laura looked at the lit up screen and the name and number flashing across it and cursed again as she flipped it open to take the incoming call, thinking silently to herself, "Holy fuck..we're done for now."

Of course, to the boy on the other end of the phone, Laura sounded just pleased as peaches to hear from him, listening with mounting dread as he explained his tardiness when she answered.

"I had a little trouble to deal with. I'm sorry for not being as prompt as expected Laura."

Thank God for small mercies, right? Laura put on her sweetest, most convincing voice as she did her best not to raise the young detective's suspicions. "Oh? That's alright, Nathaniel...you'll just have to make it up to me. How about now? Ummm...I mean, don't worry about coming to meet me NOW. I'm already on my way back to the dorms, and I can catch up with you there. Just give me time to shower and change...20 minutes tops."

The boy found her suggestion agreeable and Laura quickly said her good byes and flipped the cell phone closed, looking at Riley like she had just seen a ghost. "What the hell am I supposed to do now for fuck's sake? I have to go meet Nate....what if he asks me questions? What if he suspects something? I'm no good at lying...can't keep a straight face. I smirk. I always smirk when I try to tell a lie...damn it!"

For the first time, Laura's eyes swept down her own frame as she realized how utterly horrid she looked. It wasn't Arik's too big shorts sagging around her waist, or even Valina's too tight sweater pressing uncomfortably against her boobs....it was the blood! The friggin blood that seemed like it was smeared all over her from head to toe. The blood she forgot to wash off...the blood nobody reminded her to wash off!!! Holy hell, this was worse than she thought. Nates dorm room was right across the hall from her own. How in the hell was she gonna get past him and into her own room so she could clean herself up? Damn! and Double damn!

Laura looked at Riley and then Valina, her words much more calm than the beating of her heart. "Ok, I can pull this off. Yall just get the others and and get Lil to your room, Riley, like we planned. I'll figure out someway to keep Nathaniel off all of our asses until we can figure out what to do. I'll come to your room myself as soon as I can, but don't let anyone else in, ok? We have to keep this night just between us...agreed?"

Again, Laura looked from Riley to Valina, her eyes nearly bugging outta her head. "Would one of you say something? Time is kind of a key factor here, and I dun have a lot to waste right now...Nathaniel's waiting for me...and I ain't going nowhere until we at least have some sort of half-assed plan in the making."

The events that had brought him to this place this night were out of the ordinary to say the least. If not, then why else would he now be holding an unconscious young lady in his arms. He waited for the strong aroma to take affect and wake her from her slumber. The young ladies reaction was not one he had taken into account. It seemed her eyes barely opened when she started to swing at him. He did his best to block her swings, while trying to explain who he was and that things would be fine. However, it seemed that she was not in the mood to be listening to him at the moment. watching as she rolled to her feet, he called her name, telling her things were okay. To his surprise, her only response was her need to go to the bathroom and for information. He stood there kind of confused to see her walk away through the locker room door.

He heard Laura yell to the boy named Arik, whom he still had not met. His eyes stayed on her as she started to clean up any evidence that had remained from what ever had just happened here. Trust her to be the one who would turn gears at the speed of light. You could never be sure what you would get with her. One moment she was sad, another angry, then near hysterical and now was taking charge. He silently laughed, wondering just what type of person was she really.

It was her mention of the young man in the uniform that brought his mind back to the problem at hand. She had already brought something to get the injured Lillian out of the pool area with some ease, but there were things still laying about. Riley was getting Lillian ready for her ride to safety when Laura did her quick change act. If not for the blown out lights, it would have been quite a thing to see. He waited by the bathroom door, waiting for the pink haired girl to finish her business when Laura handed him her panties. He flashed her a smile, trust her to continue the game even at a time like this.

When the cart with the injured Lillian had passed, he happened to see the med kit still where he had left it. The last thing they need was to have this one thing get them all busted. He knocked on the door and said, "I'll be right back. Wait for me, I shouldn't be long." He ran back down the pool, picking up the med kit and returning it to it's proper place in the office, closing the door behind him. Walking back along the edge of the pool, he found his shirt and grabbed it. What an evening. Where else but this school could you go from a sexual free for all, to a mystical occurrence, then fade to a med scene and now a daring escape? He said it once and well, he say it again, he could charge tickets for a show like this.

He stopped by the front door only to notice that everyone had made tracks during his little detour. Oh well, he moved out into the night, hoping that both he and they made it back to the dorms. He raced down the shortest path. If he had any luck, they would have done the same. If he kept up his pace, he should be coming up on them before too long. They could only move so far with Lillian hurt as she was. Still, if they had already gotten caught, then that would send things into another loop all together.

He rounded the corner just to hear a phone going off. He knew he must be close, he hoped at least. His steps slowed, thinking that maybe it was someone else entirely. Hearing the question at hand, he step out, closer to them. "Then find a way to get rid of him," came his voice. "If you can't lie, and don't have answers, then don't give him any. You said that we have 20 min right?" he asked. "I now, ease dropping is bad, but voices carry in the night. So, like I was saying, first, we need to get you cleaned up and it's safe to say that you can't use your place. Then use Lillian's to grab some clothes, then use the dorm showers. We'll get Lillian to Riley's. I say we split up for the night and meet tomorrow. You can tell Nate you just wanted to see him, even though your sleepy. Hell, even see if you can sleep over. I have something at my place that will help you sleep, that way you'll be able to keep from saying anything and you won't have to lie. By the time you wake up, he'll be back on his rounds and we can talk about what the hell just happened here," he said.

He knew that he was the new guy to the group and he really didn't have a place to say anything, but he really did feel that them all getting busted together would be a bad thing. Of course, there was safety in numbers and after what they had just gone through, some people might need the sense of that safety. "Well, that's one option,” he said leaving a way out. Besides, maybe someone else could come up with something better. He knew one thing, they better hurry and decide, the 20 minute time limit had already started and they were running out of time.

This of course was not the first time she had ever encountered such destruction on her body normally she would attempt to mend it herself, because no one else in her family cared about her like they should. The only other person would she would let help and that was if, he was around was Tristan. Of course, him being the source of wounds, it only seemed like a fair trade off he wounded her he should have to mend her. His jealously was something that she didn’t really like to play with nor did she like to encounter she would have, to try harder to keep him at bay or even come up with a alternative plan. Laying there her eyes felt a little droopy normally she would just sleep until she woke up and start to clean herself up, but apparently her friends did not want her to do such a thing, she could understand they did have no idea what had happened.


Totally and completely embarrassed she was open through and through and there was nothing she could do, they had all been there. This wasn’t exactly her plan on how to get them to help her summon Tristan back up for the shadows. If they knew that he did this to her they would surly not want to aid her in bringing such a man back, but as long as he laid in darkness she could not continue her life, because she took was linked to the darkness. A light smile stayed on her lips hearing all those she cared about near her, yet she still closed her eyes maybe so they could not see the pain in them. Magic was at work here, what kind only she knew.

Riley’s voice could be heard along with Laura’s above anyone else’s, perhaps it was because she held those two in her life at the highest regard. Shuichi was the next yet, she knew he knew something was at work since he was the one that attempted to mend her wounds with his own QI. Even though his ways where armature they at least helped with the blood flow. There was only two ways that was known for the wounds to close up, that was let them do it on their own time which could take about two weeks, or allow someone who knew the art well to mend them. However, in working with such a thing they would become part of her and she wasn’t exactly sure that would be the best idea since she already had to deal with one Fae. Keeping her head against the cool floor title her eyes remained closed, slowly feeling Riley start to apply the ointment no movement was given, only when she breathed would her chest cavity rise and fall.


Such care and devotion was being shown through him, he really was something else, of course she had known that for some time, this was going to be a story to tell someone one day indeed. The gentleness of his hands was taken into account, the salts and chemical compound that Laura whipped up stung her nose, good thinking on her part as well. They all seemed to work together as a team, she knew they would that is why she had chosen each of them to be part of something larger than, they could even grasp. If the chance was ever given, the corners of her lips turned up wincing a couple of times as he got close the ends of the wounds. The re-torn area’s were the most tender jumping a bit as she felt the pinch on her inner thigh the scolding was given even in her weakened state. “No.. Sir” speaking softly as those violet pools looked back over her shoulder watching him.
Wow, he was quicker than she ever was maybe that had to deal with the fact that twisting around sitting in front of a mirror was not as easy as just having someone else do it. Laura was worried about Nate catching up to them, her voice kept coming out loud and clear though she really didn’t want to have to involve anyone else, she didn’t mind if it was Nate.

The man might he a gate guardian and he might be able to stir up a little trouble, but EVERYTHING always has to go through council, and two out of the three members where involved. They were safe so to speak, at least in the long run maybe not for a tongue lashing, but they were safe to say the least. The dollies wheels could be heard as she drifted off into the dream state again, opening her eyes only to feel Riley coming closer to her. As he moved to pick her up her arm pulled itself across the back of his neck making sure that she had a good hold. Her head leaned up against his only if for that moment before he placed her back on the dollies. Pleading eyes looked up to both Laura and Riley, the lids of her eyes slowly started to close as she laid there on her side. Valina’s voice could he heard in the distance she would smile on the inside, at least they had not frightened the girl to much, she really did like her company.

Curling her arm up to her chest as Riley’s shirt covered the most of her body, of course she didn’t care at this point, it wasn’t like anyone was going to enjoy seeing, the mess of her. Drifting off into sleep her energy next to nothing, she would have to thank each of them for their caring hearts, but right now all she wanted to do was sleep, be it a good or bad thing.


(Sorry so short guys, I was trying to get out before work.)

/*Continuation of the plot can be found here */

Arik blinked, the shriek that had permeated the air and had come from a young woman he barely knew caught his attention- but really, as time progressed and he stood there almost in a trance, the redhead knew that it was just as well. After all, there were already quite likely too many near the bleeding one and even if he knew what to do, there was nothing he actually could do as Riley, Laura, and the others rushed to Lilly's aid. Silent as always, he realized that there was but one thing to do in this situation- get dressed. Quickly.

It was when he escaped the pool that he found Kazumi gone. A quick look around confirmed this, and when the others started to leave, he sighed to himself. I hope she's okay... I better find out. He was torn between the two: finding Kazumi, or checking upon Lillian. He debated for the better part of two seconds before choosing the latter, and the redhead hurried over to his towel and little duffel bag, wrapping the towel around himself before heading over to where the bunch of students were. He hadn't heard how she was doing yet, but had heard something about a twenty minute time limit of some sort. As out of it as he was, he knew that what he was thinking was along the lines of herding himself along as if he was some sort of sheep, but Arik was actually worried for the girl.

With a nod to himself, he placed himself among their number to follow from the pool to where they might go... at a safe, and respectable distance, that is. He was clothed in his swimming trunks again, and he had a slight frown on his face as he went with them. The night air was cool and he couldn't help the random shivering as he glanced around, listening to the students ahead for some sort of information as to where they were going and why they hadn't called for an ambulance yet.

On Laura's way back to the pool, who should she run smack dab into but the ever-silent Arik who had been creeping along behind the group like a lost puppy. Laura approached him, her eyes scanning over the boy skeptically. How did he have on shorts when she had stolen, erm borrowed, the one's he had left laying beside the pool earlier and was now wearing them herself? She caught sight of the duffle bag he was clutching and figured he must have brought along a spare pair. Smart boy, always thinking ahead.

"Arik..." Laura began, her voice soft and apologetic as she reached into the pocket of the shorts she was wearing which belonged to him and pulled out his cell phone. There had been so much going on with Lillian earlier, that she hadn't told the boy that he had received a text message and a very important one at that. It wasn't that she was trying to be nosey or meddle in his business at all, but when the dang thing started vibrating in the pocket of his shorts, she had whipped it out and hit the "view now" option out of habit. When the message scrolled across the screen, though, Laura knew immediately that the phone wasn't hers and the message had been meant for Arik's eyes alone. The boy needed to password protect his cell, but she'd mention that to him another time. Not now.

She pulled the saved text message back up on the screen and held the phone out to Arik for him to take and read. "I'm so sorry, Arik. I honestly didn't mean to see...THAT." The girl was struggling with her words, and rightfully so. She knew she was about to witness the boy's heart breaking half in two, and she didn't really know what to do to make him feel any better about his loss.

"It's from Kazumi..." Laura began again as if the boy couldn't see that for himself as he read the words on the screen. "She left school, Arik...she's gone. I don't think she plans on coming back, but she might? She loves you an awfully lot, you know? It must be something very serious at home for her to just up and take off like this without even giving you a proper good bye."

Oh, this was gonna be bad. Laura felt it way down deep in her gut, and she half expected Arik to flip out on her when he fully realized that his girlfriend was really gone for good. "I'm sorry, Arik. I really am, " Laura said sadly, as she reached out her hand to him trying to lightly take hold of his own. She knew the boy would need comforting, possibly even a shoulder to cry on, but the situation with Lillian and the others just didn't allow for such a luxury as that at the moment. Laura was Arik's friend, and she hoped he knew that even when she attempted to push aside his heartache temporarily so she could get on with the business at hand.

"Hold my hand, Arik, and come with me, okay? I was going back to the pool, but now I have another plan in mind that might work out better for everyone involved. I don't want to leave you alone, and the others are too far ahead for you to catch up with them."

If Arik had slipped his hand into her own, the boy would feel her tugging at him gently, urging him to follow as she turned and headed back toward the female dorms. "Time isn't on my side right now, Arik, so if you're coming...come on. I have to get to Nathaniel's dorm room before he does, and I could really use your help as a lookout while I pick the lock."

Well, at least Laura was being honest and not trying to keep secrets from the boy. It was best he have all the facts before deciding if he wanted to go with her or not to essentially break into another students dorm. If caught, they would both be kicked out of school on their asses, but if she managed to beat Nathaniel there and somehow get inside, then all the other kids involved in the horror of this night would have a whole lot more time to get their stories straight and figure out their next move.

"Are you coming with me?..." Laura asked Arik once more, smiling at him in hopes of reassuring the boy with that sweet gesture that everything would be alright...eventually anyway.

Shuichi had left the little group and was heading back to his room. He really just wanted to take time to think about things, all the things that had happened this night. His mind need time to not only try to comprehend the things that he saw, but other things that were floating around inside of him. He knew that only time away would allow him this clarity he wanted. He was almost about to leave when he heard a voice yell out to him from the elevator. Nodding his head and giving a wave, he had just agreed to join them at least once more this night, but was it the wisest idea he had had.

If not for the injuries to Lillian, he just might have shrugged off the invitation and just curled up on his futon. But he had been asked and he would not let them down. Once more into the mouth of madness he would venture. He shook his head of his thoughts as he saw his dorm room. He hurried inside and looked through his bag. Crap, he didn't have what he needed and that meant a trip back down to the infirmary. He would be tempting fate to walk down to the ground level, but he had promised and there was no way around it. He placed his key in his pocket and felt the soft fabric he had placed there earlier. He took it out and looked at the small piece of clothe. It was pink and unfortunately covered mostly in blood. As much as he wanted to keep them as they were, the last thing he needed was for someone to find them and then how would he explain it. He gave them a quick rinse and then hung them to dry. He searched for the bottle of pills and shook out a few, placing then in his pocket before he left in search of the medicine.

As he walked down the empty halls, the only sound the soft noise that he made when walking. His mind should have been on keeping an eye out for roaming patrols, but that was not the case. Lately his mind had been filled with clouds of confusion and old memories that had come back and now...now left him feeling that the ground had fallen from beneath him. Now he was floating somewhere in limbo with out a sense of how to return. He made it back to the first floor, now for the hard part. He moved along the side of the corridor, keeping to the shadows when he could.

He opened the door using the key he had been given. It was strange, but he felt that he was somehow betraying the trust that Dr. Katsu had given him. Still the man said to treat any people when he was gone, so now was a good a time as any. He looked around the place and found what he was looking for. He fill a bag with a wide assortment of pain killers as well as some penicillin and a few syringes. He tried to make things look like they should and then walked out, turning off the light and locking the door once more. He stopped at the cross roads, one way led him to the stairs back to the dorms, the other well the other did not.

Cursing himself for his foolishness, he chose the path that did not. He moved at a hurried pace and even though his footsteps were louder, he had to try to get there. What the hell was he thinking. His action could get them all busted and he knew it. Damn his impulsive nature for taking over at a time like now. He thought about taking the hallway, but then if Nathaniel was there, he would be screwed and how could he explain his freshly procured medicines. No, if he was going to get to the pool, he would have to go out into the courtyard. He left the main building and ran as fast as he could to the other side of the building that housed the pool. He looked down and shook his head. It would be locked wouldn't it. Oh well, it was now that his misspent youth would come in handy. He reached into his wallet and pulled out a lock pick. He fumbled with the lock until he hear the tiny snick of the tumblers falling open. Smiling, he opened the door and looked around the pool. Damn, he had missed her.

He walked into the building and headed to the showers, but before he could enter, he heard a voice floating through he air. He rushed to the other doors and looked out the building and saw who he was looking for in the form of a young lady outside of the doors that led to the pool. But who was that she was with. Hearing the name, he rushed up to them and gave a smile even though he was in the middle of a 'daring escape'. "I see I found you," he said as he walked out, hoping he didn't scare them too much. He looked at the young man and was glad it was not Nathaniel he was now looking at. "Arik, hi I'm Shuichi. Don't worry, I'm with the group. I'm going back to Riley's if you want to join me. We can take another route to avoid the patrols, but we need to hurry. If you please, can you take my bag and wait for me at the back door. I need to tell have a word with Laura," he said holding out the bag and pointing to the doors he had just used at the east end of the building.

He waited for the young man to at least make it through the first set of doors before he started to move again. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the pills he had brought for her. He held out his hand to give them to her. When she would reach out to take them, he would lay them in her palm, his hand closing over hers, pulling her close. He leaned in and whispered, "You be careful. I'll expect you at Riley's...I'll be waiting. And Laura, no matter what Riley said, you don't have to delay him that much. You have your options," he told her looking at his hand, still over hers. His eyes held hers as he slowly moved back. He released her hand and then stepped back, still looking at her.

He turned and placed his hand on the door handle. But before opening them, he took a deep breath. What was he doing? One phrase ran through his head, No guts, no glory. He turned back around, walking with purpose. He moved in close to her, her body so close that he could feel the heat coming from it. He licked his lips and then started to move his hand up across her back. If allowed, he would then let her soft hair slip between his fingers as he closed them. Pulling hear hair and tilting her lips up. He looked at her luscious lips as the stood there parted in surprise by his actions. He could remember just how sweet those lips could be. He fell into the pools of her eyes as he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, bringing her body against his.

For that moment, nothing else mattered. In this point in time, there was only them. If he would be able to hold this moment in the palm of his hand, he would never let it go. If he was caught then so be it, it no longer mattered. Arik would return to Riley’s with the meds and he, well he would take what ever punishment fate saw fit. He was willing to pay the price, if only this moment would not end, but he knew that it must. He moved slowly away from her, his tongue licking her lip. He had to move back in, for another brief kiss, his lips closing over her lower lip, tugging on it gently as he let her go. "I better go," he said quietly, "I'll be waiting." With those last words, he walked back towards the pool doors, his thoughts more in chaos than when he had started.

"Shuichi..." His name fell from her lips on the breath of a whisper when the doors leading to the pool pushed open and he stepped through them heading towards she and Arik. Laura smiled despite herself. That boy sure had a habit of showing up at the most unexpected times. Only a few minutes had passed since Laura had left Shuichi with the others, and she had expected him to have gone to the infirmary and be well on his way to Riley's room by now. But he wasn't. He was here instead, moving towards her like a thief in the night.

"It's ok..." Laura assured Arik, letting her hand fall back to her side before he could take it. She couldn't take her eyes off of the boy as he drew closer to them, and Laura wondered what he was doing back here where the horror of this night first began. She listened as Shuichi introduced himself to Arik and then handed the silent one his medical bag with instructions to wait for him at the back door. Apparently, the plan had changed again, and now Arik would be following Shuichi back to Riley's room rather than go with her to Nathaniel's. It was the last of his explanation to Arik, though, that would spark Laura's curiousity.

"I need to have a word with Laura."

Utt oh. The impact of those few words hit Laura first way down low, making it feel as if as a flurry of tiny butterflies were fluttering around in her tummy. Since the very first day she had met the boy, the two of them had been locked in some sort of seductive dance where Fate kept stepping up and tapping in. They had flirted with one another, every shared conversation laced with hidden innuendos, but they had never actually...talked. Laura was nervous. What could he want with her now, of all times, when they each had a very specific role to play out tonight in order to make sure no one in their lil' group drew any attention to the events which had unfolded earlier at the pool?

As Arik moved away to do as he had been asked, Laura's gaze remained fixated upon Shuichi, her eyes searching his own for some sort of explanation. When his balled up hand moved her way as if he meant to give her something, Laura's hand lifted, too, her palm laying open expectantly. The pills. Of course. The girl was about to breathe a subtle sigh of relief, but the exhalation got caught in her throat when his hand closed over her own and he pulled her closer to him. Laura couldn't have pulled away from the boy if even she had wanted to, so intoxicating was the moist warmth of his breath licking across her lobe as he leaned in to whisper in her ear. Her hand fumbled as she deposited the pills into her pocket for safe keeping as he spoke, but such a simple task had almost proven damn near impossible as the boy's natural sensuality washed over her in waves.

"You be careful. I'll expect you at Riley's...I'll be waiting. And Laura, no matter what Riley said, you don't have to delay him that much. You have your options."

"Him" being Nathaniel, of course. The implication of his words alone made a delicious shiver run teasingly along the length of her spine, and the girl trembled ever so slightly as Shuichi pulled away. He'd be waiting for her? Isn't that what he had been doing all along since the moment they had first laid eyes on one another? Hadn't she secretly been waiting, too? Laura's thoughts were running wild in that pretty head of hers, yet she felt so calm, so at ease. Perhaps it was the scent of lavender in the air which was soothing the girl to her very core, or perhaps it was the boy standing so dangerously near. "I'll be there..." was the hushed promise whispered almost longingly across Shuichi's cheek as he pulled back and turned and walked away.

Only when his back was turned to her would Laura finally release that sigh, except now that single exhale had been transformed into a quiet gasp as the cool night air rushed in to steal the delicious warmth that the boy's closeness had draped her in. Laura didn't move. She couldn't. Frozen in place as if lost in the decadence of a forbidden dream, she watched Shuichi move to the doors, his hand pressing against the handle as he prepared to leave. Laura ached to call out to him, the word "wait" dancing across her tongue only to be silenced when she watched him turn back around to face her, the handsome features of his face showing a determination she had not seen before as his feet fell into motion, those quick, purposeful steps bringing the boy nearly charging back her way.

The distance which separated them would not be closed by him alone as Laura bolted forward, too, meeting him halfway, one of her arms raising to slip around his neck as one of his found her lower back and pulled her to him roughly. His other hand instantly became lost in Laura's hair as his fingers twisted possessively in those lavender strands, his grip tightening as he pulled her head back sharply and then covered her lips with his own. Sweet was the moan he swallowed as its sound echoed from the depths of her throat the moment his mouth sealed upon her own, and sweeter still was the way her body seemed to melt and pour against his masculine frame in heated yearning as the girl finally, at long last, succumbed to his charms.

The arm Laura laced around his neck held tightly, her nails dragging across his shoulder, so very close to digging in as her other hand lifted, too, and she lay her palm across his cheek while the soft pad of her thumb brushed back and forth against the corner of his pleasing, tempting mouth as he kissed her. Their eyes remained opened; their gazes locked upon one another during what would be a fleeting exchange...the full depth and passion of which left unexplored as Shuichi pulled away, licking his tongue across her hungry lips as he withdrew. Such a sacrilege, though, would not go unchallenged as Laura leaned in closer, chasing his lips with her own and smiling when she saw him move back in again, too, swiftly claiming that luscious bottom fold of hers. A soft "mmm" slipped free from Laura's partially opened mouth as he tugged at her lip gently, pulling and dragging it between his own as Shuichi retreated once again, that ripe petal popping perfectly back into place when the boy finally let go. This time, it would be Laura's tongue which darted out to lash lasciviously against his top lip, the stiffened pink tip lifting and slithering against the underside of his upper fold, that promising muscle curling up just enough to give his lip a little 'flick' before retracting back into her mouth.

With her hand still cradling his cheek, Laura's thumb swept down to brush across the fullness of Shuichi's lips, pressing on the center of his bottom tier to keep those soft folds slightly parted as he began to speak. How sinful were Laura's thoughts as the warmth of his breath licked provocatively across that pillaging tip, coupled with the subtle swiping of his tongue as Shuichi bid Laura a final good bye? Sinfully wicked indeed.

"I better go," he said quietly, "I'll be waiting."

As Shuichi pulled away, Laura's fingertips trailed lightly along his cheek before her hand fell back at her side. The nails of her other hand, though, would finally dig in, reluctant to let go of him completely just yet. Through the thin fabric of his shirt, Shuichi would feel the bite of those perfectly manicured tips as Laura raked them across his shoulder and then his upper back, clawing at the flesh hidden beneath. "I'll be there..." Laura promised, winking at him as that signature smile of hers slid into place and she finally let go. While Laura would not know the pleasure of wearing the boys skin beneath her nails this night, Shuichi would still wear her mark beneath his clothing, those red, tell-tale stripes lingering for hours to come as a not-so-subtle reminder to the boy that there was now business left unfinished between them.

"A thief in the night, indeed," Laura mused to herself as she watched the boy go, one hand lifting to her mouth to allow her fingertips to tease lightly across her smile, caressing those lips where the warmth of his kiss still lingered most enticingly.

Laura's lust induced trance would be broken, though, as she soon recalled just what she was supposed to be doing and where she had been headed before Shuichi showed up and created that delicious little distraction.

Nathaniel's room. Laura glanced at her watch for the zillionth time in the last hour. Six minutes remaing before she was supposed to be poised in the kid detective's doorway, willing to do whatever it took to keep his attentions focused on her so the other kids could all make it back to Riley's room undetected with the injured Lillian.

There was no time to think about what was going to happen next or what ploys Laura would have to use to keep Nathaniel distracted. The girl took off running toward the women's dormitory as fast as those long legs of hers would go, the pills Shuichi had given to her jiggling in the pocket of her borrowed shorts. Options. That is what Shuichi had reminded Laura that she had...and the girl just couldn't stop herself from wondering if ~he~ was one of them.

He'd been shocked when Laura spoke to him of the message she'd found. The cell phone in her hand told him exactly what he'd been skeptical of. It was his phone she had, somehow, and it took only a glance to realize why the shorts she wore were so familiar to him. But, that was a point that took a backseat to the information that had been given to him. She's... gone? A quick double check of his messages confirmed it, and he felt as if he'd been kicked in the stomach. Hard. With a steel-toed boot. The redhead shuddered, and his eyes closed as his right arm went slack, closing the cell phone up even as Laura apologized to him and attempted to soothe him.

She's gone. I thought... I thought there was more with her. I thought there was. Damn it! Arik thought to himself, and though he didn't notice it, his body trembled slowly in anger, sadness, and perhaps even other emotions as they traveled throughout him. Pain, indeed, was there too. He blinked as she asked him to come with her, eyes opening and his sight was somewhat blurry for a moment before he blinked away the tears, swiping them off his cheeks with his left hand. His right rose to meet hers, but there was the sound of someone coming towards them, and he glanced over to see Shuichi.

The moment had been right for being tender, but now, even in his pain-addled mind, he could tell that this was some sort of common theme at this school, from past experience. It's amazing. Any type of intimate or tender moment is always destroyed. Arik nodded to Shuichi, unable to move much of his body now as he decided to follow Shuichi. Not that it seemed like he had any choice, since the bulk of conversation was directed towards the female portion of the laggers that remained.

When Shuichi stepped past him, he glanced back and then caught sight of the pair making out. Great... I did not need to see that tonight. The redhead just glanced away, not giving away any of his emotions through his eyes or body language as he walked over to the door that Shuichi had returned through, and glanced around as he looked out of it. He didn't see any signs of a patrol yet, as he hefted the bag that rested on his left arm idly. But that didn't mean that there wasn't one coming or going...

As he walked through the door back into that place where everything had started, he could feel his heart racing. But it wasn't from recalling the horror of the night, no that had been replaced by something entirely different. He looked around the pool and was surprised to see how clear the water was. What ever was used to keep the water that way really had worked a great job. If he didn't know better, one would never think that anything had happened. His eyes drifted back to the door he had just walked through and a smile parted his face.

He still what had prompted his actions. Well that wasn't entirely true because at the root of it all was her. And maybe as he left that first time, it was the simple 'I'll be there,' she whispered that had tugged him back. What ever it was, he was glad that he had taken the initiative. With them it had always been a game of hit and miss, mostly miss. If ever they did get close, a third party was quick to make sure they didn't stay that way. Maybe their chaperone had fallen asleep on duty, or maybe he was just tired of stepping between the two.

As he walked through the pool, he could still feel her warm, soft lips pressed to his. He could feel her hands moving across his body, to rest on his cheek and the sharp contrast of her nails moving across his skin. Still he felt the swell of her breast against his chest and the play of the muscles of her thighs as he held her close to him. He had half a mind to just run back out and take her in his arms. But it was the shadow waiting at the other door that kept him from doing just that. Only three things kept him from letting the boy go on his own, one was the fact that he doubted that any of the others would know how to administer the injections; two was that he had given his word that he would return; and three she had told him that she would return to that room as well.

As he walked in the darken room, he licked his lip where her tongue had lingered before they separated. He could still taste the sweet nectar and that brought a new smile to his face. He could feel the slight itch on his shoulder and back that one would accompany with a scratch. He couldn't help but wonder how many more marks would be on his skin if they had continued. As he neared the door, he looked back and gave a parting nod. Shuichi knew one thing now that he had tasted of that forbidden fruit, he knew that he wanted more.

He came up behind the young man. "Arik, I don't know if your remember me from earlier, but I'm Shuichi," he said in a lowered voice. He really didn't know much about the young man, only what Laura had pointed out and that was not much. He knew he had been with someone, but somehow she had gotten lost in the shuffle. Maybe he had sent her on ahead or maybe she had left frightened by the night's events. What ever the case, that left those two to make it back to Riley's in one piece and undetected.

He tapped him and gave him a smile and a nod. "The clouds were covering the moon when I came, so we should still have a cover of darkness to make our dash back to the main building. We can cross through the courtyard and with any luck, we won't run into any patrols. We stay low and be quick and we'll be in the halls in no time. So, do you see anything out there?" he asked. It was about that time that he remembered the other thing Laura had told him. Arik could not speak. He kept himself from smacking his head, the universal sign for, as Homer Simpson would put it, D'oh!

Wait, that was it, signs. "Arik, you wouldn't happen to know sign language?" he asked the boy. Growing up running the streets, he had learned many things from them, this included. He had learned how to sign from a pair of bums, who he thought were throwing up gang signs. In fact, the two seemed to be in a heated argument. He was surprised to find out they were friend and that one of them could neither hear or speak. It was sad, but he knew many street people with a disability of some sort. It seemed his friendship with the dredges of society would pay off once again. "Arik, when ever your ready, we make a run for it," he said as he opened the door slightly heading out into the night air. After the young man would exit, he would make sure the door was locked once again and then they would try their luck.

Arik blinked when Shuichi made himself known as he came up behind him and spoke. The redhead turned to face him as he introduced himself, and he nodded to him. Well, he knows my name. One less thing to try and communicate. He thought, even as he regarded the person that was ready to lead him to wherever it was that Lillian was probably being helped at. Still, he nodded when Shuichi commented on staying low and close so they could keep themselves from being caught.

Not that he had been caught yet, nor that any seemed to care when the pool was in use in the early hours of the morning. Even so, Arik shook his head in response to the question of if he saw anything out there. When Shuichi asked him about knowing sign language, he nodded quickly. When Shuichi commented that when he was ready, they'd run for it, he nodded again and stepped out after the 'leader' of the two-person party, staying low and quiet as he stepped onto the concrete steps. Breathing deeply of the night air, he glanced around quickly, not seeing anyone else nearby- if they were, they were either headed their way or already hiding pretty well, from what he could figure. Glancing back to the guide, he waited for his chance to follow after him and to wherever the destination happened to be.

"Oh? That's alright, Nathaniel...you'll just have to make it up to me. How about now? Ummm...I mean, don't worry about coming to meet me NOW. I'm already on my way back to the dorms, and I can catch up with you there. Just give me time to shower and change...20 minutes tops."

Nathaniel's phone clicked off. Laura was so drawn out with her banter and word play. The observant young man noted she liked getting the last word. The lass made it a point to get a rise or the evidence of a rise from him when they spoke. The being cuttoff was odd. Was she trying to keep him from speaking?

"Odd...and all too convient",said Nate to himself as he opened the pool door. It was dark, and without even the "exit" lights. He didn't think the students had left this early. The young man reached to flick on the lights, yet he found that the switch was already up."Very pecular", he noticed.

Bright light quickly shown from Nate's left hand. Ever prepared, Nate's Surefire light illuminated the pool room with ease. First he checked the floor of the pool, fresh and wet foot and shooe prints, accompanied by droplets headed for the opposite door. These can't be that old, they retain their shape too well, thoughts processed in his astute mind.

Nathaniel Logan Ardenson scowled and his left eye tensed. Forming a perfect fist, his right hand curled. He unfurled it. Then in a one swift motion he drew his glasses from his jacket and snapped them one. The young detective realized he just missed something.

His left hand shown the light into the slightly off color pool. The room smelt more than strongly of cholorine, dye and chemical burn. His right hand slide into the fist aid pocket on his belt. Out came a Ph teststrip and a syringe. Nate kneeled by the pool, the acid level was two colors higher than normal and the water was discolored, like the pool was filled with tap water. He filled the syringe and set both on the floor. Taking out the camera on his belt he photographed the evidence; the prints the nonworking lights, the water, and the time.

After stowing away his findings and tools, Nate pulled out his Trio phone. He made note to file a report with the Council and Maintainence. After saving the memo, Nate dialed Riley, whom he knew was there. He waited for the phone to ring and began to shine his light about the room.

"I know something happened, your cooperation will be necessary. Unfortunately Riley this is not a matter for friends but protocol between coworkers. We swore an oath to the students and school, I will fulfill mine, will you do the same...as a courtesy I will give you time to prepare your statement and report. Also out of courtesy you are being warned that I will have to question you, due to the state of the pool and destruction of property, and potential cover up...I expect an answer swiftly", Nate's methodical voice informed his friend and coworker. This was not how Nate wished to treat his friend. However, the separation between personel life and worklife had to come.

What irked him more was the feeling that Laura was in on the incident. This would be the second time they were involved in irregular activities.

Why did he feel everyone was hiding from him?

((ooc I am giving Shuuchi and Arik opportunity to escape Nate's detection. Up to you guys. I'll play either way.))

Riley was rather busy taking care of Lillian in his room when his phone gave a quick buzz on the other end. "Well Shit..." Considering pushing the phone across to voice mail, the light beamed Nate Anderson across the outside of the phone. Nope, there was no crossing this man. If Riley did not pick up the phone, there was going to be a knock at his door in exactly 12 minutes and 14 seconds. How he got the math off of his head, he just remembered the time from the pool to the room on the way up there. He had to factor in another set of possibilities, but Riley understood that Nate was damn well punctual, brief, and to the fucking point. It made both of them polar opposites in the sense of personality, but Riley liked the appeal that Nate gave him. It cut around all the edges of the bullshit that people would throw Riley's way, and shifting through it was just as hard as trying to catch a goose by the neck when that person was completely hammered.

As the phone clicked on, Riley softened his voice to a low, deep breath as if Nate just called when he was asleep. The kids were out around midnight, so it was not as if Riley was lying about the whole ordeal of him sleeping. It was the perfect time, as his eyes shifted towards Lillian who was sprawled out across his bed. He could use this to his advantage. A loud yawn was sent of the receiver, as Riley's voice deepened with a sense of longing to roll back over his pillows and go back to sleep. "Hello..." A cough was echoed across the receiver to signify the end of his sleep cycle. Riley was slowly becoming alert, but one step at a time. To help set the mood, Riley quietly tiptoed across the room and placed himself in the bed next to Lillian who was nearby. He was glad that he spent the X many dollars to get a large king sized mattress. He loved the room to sprawl out upon. "W-who is this.." As Nate's voice echoed across the phone, Riley took a slow yawn, making sure to start off the sentence when the yawn was halfway finished." Ahh... Nate, whats up buddy...."

Smacking his lips to clear away anything that could hinder him from speaking, he steadied his breath as he listened to Nate's long monologue on how he figured out the case. In Riley's mind, he began to think up possibilities. The one key factor that gave away Nate's position was that he laid all the evidence on the table without much of a thought. It gave Riley a small position of power to judge the situation. A key factor that granted him confidence to come up with a bullshit lie in a matter of seconds. Besides, he had to hold back his sense of laughter as his voice was heard over the receiver once more. "S-sorry Nate. Things got a bit hairy when Laura arrived on the scene. I snuck a bottle of schnapps and got hammered.... and I thought I heard someone mention something about a pissing contest, and I had to piss... so..." A loud yawn, an old man yawn, was shouted out across the room. He was tired for once, and he wanted to sound as truthful as possible. "Before I realized it, I had scared everyone off..." A light pause as he shifted around on the bed, he gave another cough over his end of the phone. "So I decided to throw some of that shock treatment into the pool. I was a little drunk, so I must have gotten carried away." Scratching the back of his head, he added. "But thats all I did... if you call that destruction anyhow. I always clean up after myself. Damn people playing with the lights." That would cover the damage to the lights at least. "Trying to make it a disco park... blowing them up..."

Rolling around on the bed once more, he gave a playful wink towards Lillian. Nudging his phone, he attempted to lean towards her to place a soft kiss on her cheek, if allowed. "Nate... I have a female's company over here, and we would like to get some sleep.... If for some reason or another this calls for a statement, I will take care of it in the morning." He paused, listening to the man rebuttle and possibly say that he needs a statement now. "Nate, I am drunk... I will remember it all in the morning, I assure you. Just wait until then, unless you want me coming to the pool naked and smelling of sex. Night Nate" And with a click, he ended the conversation.

At this delight and devious little point of the Play, Chaz smirked from the safety of his spot. Hearing the outright cry from this strange fellow he had yet to meet.. Chaz listened intently before acting. He plotted and swished the words in his mouth steadily many times before he would speak. The Chaos Champion slowly dropped from the ceiling he had been clinging to and into the immediate light, his wings twisting slightly and fluttering in some strange fashion.. before curling over his unique build and the plethora of damage, colors of ink and drawings across his form. Standing at his average height Chaz held his arms out in a self defensive, no-harm stance. Hopefully the young detective wouldn't be so foolish as to shoot the strange looking man. The unearthly chill and cold eminated from his body and showed as any watery remains on the floor began to freeze and change. Changing the ice slowly into particles that began to draw onto his own body, giving his back some strange kind of armor crafted from magic and ice. "Greetings.." He said in that deep, raspied voice of his.

"I am Chaz.. Mr. Algo to some. And you are.. Nate?" He asked in a matter-of-factly manner. His words smooth as ice and just as chilled, relaxed it seems in this situation as his arms tucked behind his back, conjuring more as he stepped to the edge of the pool. Gathering more of the water slowly.. purifying it and treating it against is flesh. "I must inquire to your knowledge of the arcane and occult before you attempt anything. I would assure you shooting me is not in your best interests, both as my being a teacher and the fact that I might not take it very lightly. I've been shot alot as you can see." Smirking some, recalling his most recent shoot-outs. Waving his hand some non-chalantly, displaying his right hand full of orbs of every color and size from marbles to the one the size of a pool ball in the center of his palm. "I understand perfectly your protocols, I myself am attempting to become a Guardian as well. However.." The pause was intended to both make him consider the words, and allow Chaz to muster up a great sum of his own energy.

"Any large mass of magical, spiritual, or supernatural energy can disrupt reality as you know it. Backlash can be had, effects can be different, and ofcourse the ability to explain these 'phenomina' are hard to describe in the least. I find the Council willing to write something like this off as Accidental in such a manner, though I am not up to date on their exact rules so pardon my lack of tact. Even electromagnetic pulses can cause lights to blow, but allow me to demonstrate, for I was in the gym training wehn all of this partying was occuring." And with that he simply sighed, and released his Aura to full brim that he was allowed to on campus. The energy itself was felt at nearly C-class rating, though he possessed the capacity to rank much higher on this scale if he removed such a limiter he wore, but the burst of utter Chaos energy and his own spiritual capaccity was enough to blow his flashlight's bulb completely and not much else. In the new and pitch darkness Chaz continued to speak, letting his aura do the radiating for them both if Nate could see the reflections of such auric lights. "The.. Disco ball was a good excuse but Riley himself does not even understand this. None of the students do, and it is up to them to acknowledge this factor or not in their lives. How would you explain if the Quickening of Highlander occured on the roof and the lights blew up?"

Leaving as much doubt and possibility now open to the subject to Nate as possible, he was both buying them time and more room for excuses. His journey down the halls smelling blood and using his spells had left him with a wider understading of the situation.. one that let him have better judgement now. "You feel confused, as if you are left in the Dark of things. You are lad, vampires exist. The forces of Hell and Abyss alike cause great evils in this world. Angels smile upon the few and sought after humans, and yet there are other creatures of every aspect inbetween good and evil. Neutrality is the greatest ally of the Planes, and yet you neutral humans are blind, deaf and numb to this part of reality." Talking through his questions, concerns, threats or even attacks Chaz would likely spend the greater part of a half hour going over this subject with the young man. "The seperation between your meager life as a human and the requirements the Otherworlds puts upon you is a diverse one. Bringing too much attention of the goings-on of the supranatural can cause them to inquire into what *you* have encountered Nate. I believe you have seen the X-files, and would you truly like to be on the receiving end of their investigations? Especially if Mulder and Skully weren't humans themselves." Smirking again, he could make a more specific reference.

"That show Yu Yu Hakusho also comes to mind, as some of their agents do not always know of their own histories. I myself know mine, and I am a great machination of my Deity. What happened here was a simple good time amongst good friends, and a slight disturbance in the area did cause them some shock. Delirium to some even, not many folks can rationale with the unknown, which is why so few often have the same take. The same reason why some folks do not like to discuss matters. Would you tell your friends, your family.. your governing body if you were suddenly discovered to your own senses that you were a Corax, the were-ravens?" Knowing full well this information may have blown his mind.. it would only be to Chaz's manipulative benefits now. Listening patiently to his rebuttle, the wise mancer stood by the pool letting his wings unfurl and refurl patiently.

Nate felt weird after hearing Riley's convient message. Something was up, and not just the coverup.

Above him the young man felt an odd pull. The twinge was familiar, but so hard to understand. He knew in the back of his mind wat it was. Right now that is where he would let his rational stay, in the back of his mind.

Nate quickly shot a glance over the inked man. Where the hell did he come from, Nate wondered and looked carefully at the man. This was not the norm, neverless Nate stood straight and presented his stoic face.

"I didn't realise there were still people here", Nate said and looked at the man. Was he trying some sort of manipulation?

"I won't lie, I'm not well educated in the ways of the etherial. Though that being said. My job is to protect the students and these grounds. I don't seek death, but I know it's unavoidable. If you're suggesting there's a way to make myself less ignorant I am all ears. My job is hard enough, and not understanding magic I feel is a weakness that I can't afford to have. Though if you're saying I should walk away, you're sadly mistaken. I am ignroant and blind, but I'm dedicated. If life is a chaotic sea, then I'm a vessel sailing it. When I go down I go down, but still I have a purpose. Just as chaos itself does. Now unless you have more relevant information for me Mr. Algo, I hope you understand that fear is a control agent. And if you believe you are an agent or god of chaos, why is there a need to institute such a thing. Now if you will excuse me I have a job to do. If you wish to enlighten me a bit, this is my card", the young detective said snaping a picture on his phone as he joted in the name of Chaz Algo.

He reached into his jacket and pulled out his business card, not his school card. With ease he flicked it chest level at the inked and unerving man. Nate left with an his same aire of confidence. Though he had a strong feeling this would be the first of many meetings.

catching the card as he slid it away into a pocket Chaz just smirked for a moment. The guy had determination but he had to twist him a little more, just to drive the message home. "Oh no worries there lad, I just like to warn people about the potential fear. If I wanted to scare you I'd invite you to my abode, I'm sure your skin would crawl for months." Making an odd hand gesture he wouldn't really understand, but to Chazit mean 'by all means.' as he went to leave.

Lookin Nate in the eyes as he went by however Chaz ahd more to remark. "I simply don't think you can do a good investigation blind is all. You'd miss the big hints, like whether or not you can even stop some things from occuring. Divine means and destiny easily over-ride the laws of mortals. I do not try and come off to you as a prophet Mr. Arderson, but lets face it.. your ill-equipt for the job in some such cases. But I think you might find it comforting to know I am applying for a position as a Guardian as well. Thereby nullifying the inability to sense the super natural at work here. It'd be a shame if you thought a simple murder was actually a vampire's feeding, or a manipulative monster at work."

Stepping away now as Chaz passed Nate with a brisk step down the hallway and out of the pool area. "I stopped by because I like the water too, but I won't boil it until your little research is over. I prefer my bathes hot, but please do not mock my faith. It is something tried, tested and true. If it was not, then I frankly wouldn't be anymore Nate. If you'd like to carbon date some of my tissue you'll find me quite old. Now I have business to attend to, I believe it isn't something you have to worry about. Even if it was, I'd have to say it might still fall out of jurisdinction. Fear is one thing, but I think you'll find being told by a demon like me, that sometimes you need to leave the messy work to a real professional."

Strolling away as he turned to wave a fare-well Chaz didn't really care what Nate had to report. He knew full well what he was doing, and in all the case of a cover-up usually the man-above approves of such things lest the media ruin eevryone's day. The inked man grinned slightly. "Give me a hollar if you ever need a medic in a pinch, just say my name.. I'll hear you. You won't doubt Tzeentch when I make the blind see." And with that he muttered a soft Japanese word and faded out of apparent existance.. a bit more of his magic at work alluding to the simple fact that he did have alot to offer this man in know how.

Chaz would save the better half of the explanation for later, when he knew how to tell Nate why such institutions were truly needed to keep the seas churning chaotically.. and ofcourse when the necromancer learned more of the situation itself to sort the mess out proper. Somehow he knew Nate would just get baffled by most anything like this, at the level of sensation he had felt. He knew few beings that could put off the kind of magical force he was limiting himself to.. especially one he had not yet felt occur in the school.