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"Yes, And:" Improv Theatre and You, Wednesday, Period One

Back into the Danger Shop it was, mostly because Jono still hadn't gotten around to cleaning the broken glass off of the stage of the Boards.

It was entirely possible that since the mess was Hannibal's fault, he was going to make him do it when he was all healed up, as one last final hurrah to him being grounded.

//Welcome back, class,// he greeted, because it was a wonder anybody ever returned to his rambling classes, really. //This week we're going to leap right into the theatre sports. That's gonna be the format of this class; show up, play for an hour, and call it well enough. Grades are going to be based on participation, since I can hardly put a mark on creativity. It's too bloody subjective. Willingness to play along, though? That's half the battle, really.//

He clapped his hands. Once. Then kind of rubbed them together, expression amused.

//So, what to subject you all to this week? I have a bloody list, and we're not going to hit all of them by any stretch of the imagination before this semester is through. Repair shop, perhaps. Pair off. One of you will be a repairman in a repair shop, and the other will be a customer bringing something in for repairs. The catch is, only the repairman knows what that something is, and what's wrong with it. The person bringing it in will have to guess based on clues the repairman provides. And it doesn't have to be anything obvious. It might not even be something that makes sense to bring into a repair shop. Perhaps the repairman has just been handed an apple that tastes rather like a turnip. They'd have to give clues about what the object is while giving the diagnosis and effecting repairs. 'Well, it's still bright red, let's see if it's got any worms in it. Sometimes that'll do funny things with how it performs.' 'Sorry, there isn't much I can do with it. My best advice is to boil it up and mash it, I don't think it'll be very good for your pie, after all.'//

He snapped his fingers and then gestured to the stage.

//Pair off. If there are any of you without a partner, you can jump into a group of three, or I'll play a scene with you, if you like. Figure out which is going to be dropping hints, and which is going to be the customer who doesn't know what it is that needs repairing, and then repairmen, come check the list for items and issues that you need to fix.// He paused, and then added, //And congratulations, Shiemi. You get to be my TA for the semester. Mostly that just means helping me carry things to class so I don't need to make multiple trips, if there are actual props.//

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He even rambles when explaining the name of the game. Good, good.

Well, it wouldn't be a Starsmore class without the rambling. Dante hung back for a while, going back and forth on whether he was willing to humor Starsmore this week, too.

Look, it wouldn't do to let the guy think he was safe, okay?

Dante was getting some curious looks from the blonde in the kimono. Sorry.

Dante noticed after a moment or two, and glared her way. "See something you like?" he snapped.

"Eh?! Sorry!" Ringo-sempai's friend was scary! Shiemi jumped and flailed, turning away.

... And then peeked back again.

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And here Dante had just turned his attention back to the floor, too.

Now his head was swinging back to the side so he could look at her again. "What."

Waaaaaah! That caused another jump.

But Shiemi reeeeaaaallly wanted to know, so she screwed up her courage and turned fully to face him. "A-Are you an Exorcist!"

Ooops that was supposed to be a question.

There was... a very long pause, as Dante just stared at her, WTF-face out in full force.

"What?" he said.

This time with different punctuation.

"Ano." Shiemi poked her two forefingers together and stared at them nervously. "R-Ringo-sempai said you fight demons, so I wondered if you w-were an Exorcist, too." Though Sempai had said she thought he wasn't...

"I fight demons, I'm not Catholic," Dante said, frowning. And fuck, was Ringo going around telling everyone about that?

Probably only those people who had pet demons.

"Why would you need to be Catholic?" Shiemi frowned, herself, at that part. Just because the Vatican was in charge of most Exorcists didn't mean believing the religion was required.

"We don't have to be. I'm not and I'm training to be a Tamer; I already have a familiar. Are you a Knight?"

"I'm a guy with a sword who sometimes has to beat up fucking demon scum," Dante said, rolling his eyes. "Exorcism's what priests do. Something about spewing pea soup everywhere. I don't know."

Such language!

"Ah! There are some groups still like that, yes." Hadn't she heard something like that from Suguro-san? "I'm a member of the True Cross Order. We believe that if you have the ability and training, anyone can become an exorcist; you don't have to be a priest."

"...Though you do have to have a demon taint. If you can't see them, you can't fight them. That's why I was surprised that Ringo-sempai could see Nee-chan."

There was... a long pause.

"...And what is Nee-chan?"

"Nee-chan is my partner, my familiar. He's a greenman (http://aonoexorcist.wikia.com/wiki/Greenman) demon." She smiled hesitantly. " I'm a Demon Tamer, or at least that's what I'm training to be."

"You brought a fucking demon into the dorms?" Dante hissed, sitting up and immediately alert. "Are you nuts?!" He should've been happy he met someone else who could see the demons.

But of course she just had to be crazy.

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"Eh?" Why was he so worked up about Nee-ch... OH!

"Eeeeh?!" Shiemi's eyes flew open wide and her arms flailed. "No! No no no! Only Nee-chan! He's my friend. I can't summon anything else; I promise I wouldn't even try!"

So much for asking if Dante wanted to meet him,

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"You're friends with a demon?"

This was Dante's WTF face. Again.

Technically she was friends with four demons and two half-demons!

"Of course! He's a good demon; he's very friendly and likes to help. He helps me on missions and in the garden and when I need special herbs to make medicines." Shiemi clenched her fists on her lap. "Haven't you ever met a good demon before?"

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"No," Dante said, eyeing her. Warily, maybe.

"That's... Most of them are terrible and have to be destroyed or returned to Gehenna, but I know a few that are nice."

Shiemi frowned and fretted a moment as she considered something. "Uhm... Uhm. If you promise n-not to hurt him, I'll introduce you to Nee-chan?"

Yeah. Still wary. "I don't believe you," Dante said, after a long pause. "Never heard of anything like that. Or seen it."

"You can't attack him." She sterned at him. "You promised!"

Shiemi reached into a fold of her kimono for a small piece of paper. If Dante could see it, there were a few pentagrams surrounding a double circle full of Stars of David - a very very very basic summoning diagram. Shiemi then pulled a small pin from her sleeve and poked her finger. A small drop of blood appeared and she drew it across the diagram. "Come out come out, Nee-chan..."

The paper shivered a second and then a small green figure that looked to be made of moss and leaves popped out from the center with an excited, "Neeeee!!!!"

...

...

...

"That's a demon?"

... Seriously?

Nee-chan perched on the edge of the paper and looked from Dante back to Shiemi with a confused look. "Nee?"

"He is! He's a Greenman, kin of Amaimon." Shiemi pulled Nee-chan closer and nuzzled him with her cheek. "I told you I'm still in training; I only started last year. There's no way I could tame anything stronger."

Nee-chan hugged her cheek and then began to climb her hair.

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