"Why would Natsuki do something like that?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. If I had to guess, I'd say that he might know something she wants to find out. There are several things in here-" I waved the envelope I'd been fiddling with earlier. "-that might've shocked her enough to start taking drastic measures... but I really have no way of knowing which, or how. It hadn't even occured to me that she'd read it, which in retrospect was really fucking stupid of me." I took a deep breath, then handed her the thing. "Here. Read this, and see if you can find Yukino or Mai, from my class - Natsuki'll likely need backup, and I want to see if I can talk one more person into helping. I'll call Yukino's cell if I need something, or to set up where to meet - if I don't, just head out looking and don't wait for me."
She took it and gave me a considering glance. "All right. Good luck."
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I poked my head into the classroom. "Excuse me, Sensei? I need to borrow Okuzaki Akira - student council business."
Sakomizu's substitute agreed, and a moment later I was escorting yet another HiME down the halls of Fuuka Academy. "What am I needed for?" she asked.
"That's sort of complicated. For the moment, I'd like to beg your assistance in calming down a rather delicate matter, Okuzaki-hime." We were walking side-by-side, and I didn't bother looking over. Despite the training I'd been doing since my... arrival... my martial skills were nowhere near the kind of thing she'd displayed - she'd react how she reacted, and there wasn't much I could do about it physically. On top of that, I doubted that I was a good enough liar to have any serious hope of trying to manipulate her, which meant that I'd simply have to rely on logic, truthfulness, and goodwill.
Nao's convictions aside, there are a lot less reliable things to place your faith in.
I realized that that hadn't been the best way I could've phrased my introduction about the time the back of my head hit the doorframe. The only thing I can really remember about the conversation that followed is the expression on Akira's face when the concussion caught up to my digestive system - and, shortly thereafter, her school uniform.
Whatever I said before that, though, must have been fairly convincing, since she just looked rueful then dashed off for the meeting point.
I caught my breath for a moment before lurching off in search of the nurse's office.
*****
Ja, -n
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"V, did you do something foolish?"
"Yes, and it was glorious."
I shrugged. "I don't know. If I had to guess, I'd say that he might know something she wants to find out. There are several things in here-" I waved the envelope I'd been fiddling with earlier. "-that might've shocked her enough to start taking drastic measures... but I really have no way of knowing which, or how. It hadn't even occured to me that she'd read it, which in retrospect was really fucking stupid of me." I took a deep breath, then handed her the thing. "Here. Read this, and see if you can find Yukino or Mai, from my class - Natsuki'll likely need backup, and I want to see if I can talk one more person into helping. I'll call Yukino's cell if I need something, or to set up where to meet - if I don't, just head out looking and don't wait for me."
She took it and gave me a considering glance. "All right. Good luck."
*****
I poked my head into the classroom. "Excuse me, Sensei? I need to borrow Okuzaki Akira - student council business."
Sakomizu's substitute agreed, and a moment later I was escorting yet another HiME down the halls of Fuuka Academy. "What am I needed for?" she asked.
"That's sort of complicated. For the moment, I'd like to beg your assistance in calming down a rather delicate matter, Okuzaki-hime." We were walking side-by-side, and I didn't bother looking over. Despite the training I'd been doing since my... arrival... my martial skills were nowhere near the kind of thing she'd displayed - she'd react how she reacted, and there wasn't much I could do about it physically. On top of that, I doubted that I was a good enough liar to have any serious hope of trying to manipulate her, which meant that I'd simply have to rely on logic, truthfulness, and goodwill.
Nao's convictions aside, there are a lot less reliable things to place your faith in.
I realized that that hadn't been the best way I could've phrased my introduction about the time the back of my head hit the doorframe. The only thing I can really remember about the conversation that followed is the expression on Akira's face when the concussion caught up to my digestive system - and, shortly thereafter, her school uniform.
Whatever I said before that, though, must have been fairly convincing, since she just looked rueful then dashed off for the meeting point.
I caught my breath for a moment before lurching off in search of the nurse's office.
*****
Quote:Do we know that? It might well be a case comparable to Artemis, where the Child - or element, for Mikoto - manifests by periodically posessing an object that's already there. Either way, though, I can think of two good reasons for her not to do that spinning thing in a fight - and only one of them is the way the increased drag slows her down. The other is that she spends a lot of time wide open - all an opponent would have to do would be wait for the sword to go by and then lunge in and let her have it while she's still trying to bring her guard back around.
However, since Miroku is supernaturaly hard, im not sure there would be a reason NOT to carry it like that when getting from point a-to-b. (other than the resistance to movement).
Ja, -n
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"V, did you do something foolish?"
"Yes, and it was glorious."