Mad Science, final class, August 21st

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

Yet again, the Mad Science students were told to meet for class at the Danger Shop. This time, Prof Tomoe met them outside of the building and stood outside the door. His grin was eviller than usual this week.

"Good afternoon, class. It seems as though we've come to the end of our semester already. I hope that you've been paying attention in class, as this week's final exam is a practical test. Inside the building, you will find a victim. Your job is to put the plan you designed into action, and have your monster rip out their pure heart crystal to check whether or not it is a Talisman before you are defeated. And yes, your daimon will most likely be destroyed over the course of the exam. If you can go, let's say, five solid minutes before being defeated, we'll consider that a pass."

He laughed evilly before stepping away from the door to let the students in one at a time. "Good luck."


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Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

There's a redheaded girl here waiting for a bus. Something about her makes her seem like an excellent victim.

Re: Wait Your Turn

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine stared at his Daimon, which was still bounding about in big, happy, rather orange circles.

"Uh, go and... get her?"

The daimon was all too happy to bounce off in that general direction. Somewhat.

Re: Wait Your Turn

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl checked her watch and kept looking for a bus. It seemed that she hadn't noticed Valentine and his daimon yet.

Re: Wait Your Turn

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine, who was being as slippy and stealthy as he could possibly manage, could barely keep up with his bounding ball of bubbly doom of a daimon as it barreled crept over to her to introduce itself.

He was pretty certain he wasn't off to a great start, here. Maybe he should have picked an inanimate object with a little less... bounce.

Re: Wait Your Turn

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl was interrupted from her daydreaming when the daimon moved in closer to her. She turned around to see who it was -- and started screaming as soon as she saw it.

It seemed that she had some previous experience with being attacked by monsters.

Re: Wait Your Turn

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine stopped short and took a pause to bend over and catch his breath as soon as the girl had started screaming. He should have figured that this would be a loud, annoying ordeal. Little girls were always like this, weren't they? Ugh.

The daimon... had proceeded to skip happy little circles around her, humming merrily to itself. Valentine was pretty certain that it was entirely missing the point, and perhaps he would have to take matters into his own hands.

"Would you just cut that out!?"

Re: Wait Your Turn

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl dropped her bag and stared nervously as the daimon started skipping around her. And then she spotted Valentine -- and started screaming louder. She probably thought that there were two daimons attacking her.

Re: Wait Your Turn

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine was not enjoying this very well, really, his hand smacking himself in the forehead as she screamed harder. Which, of course, only prompted his daimon to bounce higher, because apparently that was what juggling ball daimons did best. Apparently, being juggled so often had addled her brains, or something.

"Look, all I want is to take a look at your pure heart crystal. Do you have to keep screeching like that!?"

Re: Wait Your Turn

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl stopped screaming, and pressed her hands against her chest with a look of terror in her eyes. "I don't want you to take a look at my pure anything!" she said. Was that a brooklyn accent? No no, couldn't be.

Re: Final Exam

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

Zack's skull was still flapping around his head.

Re: Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl was too lost in thought to have noticed the flying skull yet. She hummed to herself a little as she waited for her bus to arrive.

Re: Final Exam

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Leave it to Chad to almost entirely forget exactly what to do. He blamed two things: being a tiger last week, and Shinigami. He glanced over at his Daimon, frowning at it thoughtfully.

How did he get a zanpactou out of that, again? He didn't think he could actually wield one. He remembered making a plan, the thought, but couldn't remember the actual plan, and...

"Crap."

Re: Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

At the sound of his voice, the girl looked up and smiled at Chad. "Did you say something?" she asked.

She hadn't noticed the daimon yet.

Re: Final Exam

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Uhhhh..."

And that was probably all she was going to get out of him at the moment, mouth shifted over slightly as if it was a very difficult question. Then Chad shifted his eyes over toward the daimon, as if the daimon could help him out a little here, throw a guy a freakin' bone or something.

Re: Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl followed Chad's eyesight over and finally spotted his daimon. Her eyes widened and she started quivering fearfully, as though she expected that it was going to try and attack her.

Re: Final Exam

[henryoredward.livejournal.com]

Edward stands around a corner where she can't see him, dressed in his Darker Force costume from his superheroing classes. He sends his Daimon out, and it rushes the girl.

Re: Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl barely had a chance to react. The daimon's sudden attack knocked her to the ground, where she stared at the monster in wide-eyed terror.

Another figure appeared on top of one of the surrounding buildings, but it was too dark to make out any details. The figure seemed to be waiting for something.

Re: Final Exam

[henryoredward.livejournal.com]

Edward ran at the daimon, as they'd rehearsed. "Unhand that woman, or suffer the consequences!"

The daimon, however, seemed to ignore his warning as it removed her pure heart crystal.

Re: Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl looked hopefully towards Edward before being caught off guard. She screamed as her pure heart crystal was removed before falling to the ground in a heap.

The figure leaped off the building to take a closer look at the crystal, revealing herself to be a green-haired girl in a short sailor uniform. She gave the crystal a look over before turning to look at the other two standing there.

"That wasn't very nice," she said, focusing all of her attention on the daimon.

Re: Final Exam

[henryoredward.livejournal.com]

Edward took a quick peek at the crystal. Didn't look like a talisman, and he didn't have time to pore over it. He pushed past the interloper, putting on an air of righteous fury. "You cannot take that from her."

Re: Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I wouldn't dream of it," he girl said politely but coldly. She bent down to touch the crystal and push it back into where it belonged. "I don't need to bother with any pure heart crystals that aren't talismans."

She stood back up, and moved next to Edward to face the daimon. "But I won't let the monster to run free and attack other people as well. I have other things to do tonight."

Re: Final Exam

[henryoredward.livejournal.com]

The daimon looked at the girl, confident and cocky, but when Edward made no move to help her, she shot him a fearful look.

Edward gave her a cold smile that the girl wouldn't see, then sternly replied "Do you want to take care of it, or shall I?"

Re: Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl in the sailor uniform shook her head. "Thank you, but I can manage on my own."

She raised her hands over her head, yelled out "Deep Submerge! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QLlZ-fvO4VU)", and fired a ball of powerful water energy directly at the daimon.

Re: Final Exam

[sound-loyalty.livejournal.com]

Kabuto was seriously thinking about just taking her out for having a Brooklyn accent, what? no particular reason. Though the heart-crystal stuff was possibly worth investigating further. He just wasn't seeing how this girl would be holding a Talisman of any sort. She was so...ordinary.

Re: Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl seemed to hear some noise that Kabuto made, since she looked up from the bus stop. "Hello? Is someone there?" she asked in a badly dubbed Brooklyn accent as she looked around.

It seems she hadn't spotted Kabuto or his daimon yet.