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Mad Science, final class, August 21st

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."

~~Please wait for everything to be set up before pinging in.~~ Go for it.

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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.~~

Valentine wasn't certain this was going as well as it should.

"Honestly, all my business associate and I want to do is borrow it for a moment, look for something special or something of the sort, and if it doesn't fit the bill, we'll put it back and all go away happy."

The daimon busied itself trying to see if it could bounce higher than the bus-stop sign. Valentine made a note to bounce it against a wall very angrily later.

"Would you just get the darn thing out and get it over with!?"

The daimon blinked at him for a moment, and then, oh, yes, right, of course, bounced over and tackled the poor girl, pulling out her pure heart crystal. And then back to business, of course. Bouncing.

The girl screamed some more and then went slack when her pure heart crystal was pulled out. The star-shaped gem glittered as it floated over her chest but did nothing else.

At the same time, some rose petals floated by on the wind and a cool sounding strings theme started up.

Valentine was used to random theme music kicking up out of nowhere, really. Where he was from was just that kind of place, after all.

So he quite nonchalantly strolled over to have himself a peek at the crystal. Ooo, shiny.

There was a blur as a figure jumped off the top of a nearby building to get between Valentine and the pure heart crystal. A girl with short blonde hair and a sailor uniform with a miniskirt kneeled down to get a look at the crystal.

"Another dud. It's not worth either of our time," she said curtly.

Valentine hadn't been aware that there was a major seaport near the school, but he managed to take it in stride. Stranger things had happened in Fandom, after all, like books that obeyed the laws of gravity.

"Well, I suppose that takes care of that, then." Not like he would have known a talisman if it bit him on the nose. A charm, maybe. A talisman, not so much. "I'll be off on my way, I suppose."

Marks to get and all, of course.

He paused. Curse his love of shiny things.

"Might I have just one little peek of it, first?"

His daimon was now holding jumping contests with a nearby tree and was currently winning.

"No."

She leaned over to put the pure heart crystal back where it belonged inside the other girl before standing up to face Valentine and his daimon.

She crossed her arms and smirked at him. "You didn't think that I was just going to let you walk away, did you?"

"It would have been a nice afterthought?" Valentine didn't much like where this was headed, suddenly. "The girl is in one piece, we don't have the talisman, everyone's happy, we all walk away and live happily ever after?"

Probably wishful thinking, Valentine realized. He'd been given malicious looks before, after all.

And he was suddenly very thankful that he had spent so much time running from shadows. He'd like to live through this class, really.

She shook her head. "No. I've dealt with you daimons before. You'll just keep ripping out pure heart crystals until you're destroyed."

She uncrossed her arms and took a step forward. "So for the good of the mission, I need to take you out."

Of course. He'd been called a space alien and a heartless before, he might as well be a daimon, too. Excellent. Just wonderful.

This would be where Valentine made a big show of giving his best 'why me' face before doing the bravest thing he knew- turning tail and running like hell in the other direction.

The daimon, of course, had won her bouncing contest with the tree, and was now challenging the oncoming traffic to similar contests of gravitational defiance.

The girl raised a hand over her head and yelled out "WORLD SHAKING! (http://youtube.com/watch?v=ll0neYrNfjM)" at the top of her lungs.

A golden ball of pure energy ripped Valentine's daimon to shreds in seconds flat before chasing him out of the Danger Shop.

And once again, Valentine stopped to catch his breath before looking hopefully at the teacher. Pass? Pass is good? Was that a pass?

"I'm alive," he decided.

Prof Tomoe was waiting outside for him with an ~~evil~~ clipboard in his hands.

"Sacrificing a daimon to save your own hide? A poor waste of materials, but a good tactic to live another day. I'll pass you."

He grinned manically. "Care to go again?"

Pass was good. Again was not so good, and Valentine was more than willing to inform the teacher of this fact now that he hadn't failed.

"Go again? Are you absolutely barking mad!?"

It was possible that he had somehow missed the point of a 'mad' science class entirely.

Prof Tomoe let out a long cackle before answering.

"Why, yes. I am."

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