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Danger Shop - Detention [6/24]

As the students enter, the Danger Shop appears to be a mostly empty room with a half circle of chairs in the middle.

The focal point of the half circle is a large white board which has a list of names on one half. The other half is covered at the moment.

~~Belthazor~~
~~Marie D'Ancanto~~
~~Timothy Desmond~~
~~Walter Dornez~~
~~Tyler Durden~~
~~Kaylee Fry~~
~~Phoebe Halliwell~~
~~Charles Kawalsky~~
~~Jamie Madrox~~
~~Setsuna Sakurazaki~~
~~Nadia Santos~~
~~Stark~~

Once everyone has arrived, Veronica begins briefing them.

"I don't know what you guys did to earn detention today and frankly, I don't care. Today we're going to solve a mystery and you're going to put someone else's well being before for your own."

She uncovers the other half of the board, which has a list of information about a missing girl, including a physical description.

"The girls' parents believe she has run off with her boyfriend and don't want to involve the authorities. It's your job to find her."

[~~omg, wait for~~ OCD is up! Sign In Here cause I forgot to put it first.]

[ETA: IC you'll be released at 5pm FHT. OOC, you're done once you complete all the tasks]

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Sakurazaki frowns slightly; he sounded like Peter. Except for the enemies part. But Sakurazaki nods gravely, taking a sip of her drink. "It's a mistake I plan not to make again, to be sure."

"I've done it in my own way, so I'm mostly repeating good advice I've had from others," Walter said with a shrug, then grinned. "Not that I always listen."

Sakurazaki does what she can to make her smile seem particularly aloof. "I think this is just that hard spot right before it gets easy again, anyway."

"Good luck with it, then. And what is it that you do at home, if you don't mind my asking?"

"I work for the Kansai Magic Association in Japan," she says with a slight shrug; she's had so much trouble remember who knows what that she figures it doesn't really hurt to reveal that much. Just as long as she doesn't go into further detail. "Mostly protection work. I've been trained in the Shinmei Ryuu, and was recruited to work for them when I was about five."

"That's an even earlier start than mine," Walter commented, raising his eyebrows. "I was," he paused and put a peculiar emphasis on the next word, "recruited when I was ten, and everyone here thinks that's early."

He tilted his head and asked, "What is a Shinmei Ryuu? Did I say that right?"

Sakurazaki nods, amused smile on her face. "Yes, that's correct. It's one of the many sword training schools of Japan. Specializing in nodachi and wind attacks." There's a small swell of pride in her chest.

Walter's emphasis on "recruited" makes her slightly reluctant to ask. She knew how she didn't like people pressing into her business too much, but it was proper conversation ettiquitte to ask questions as well as answer them. So she asks. "What sort of work were you recruited into?"

"I work for an organization that hunts and destroys vampires," Walter answered, no longer expecting people to immediately tell him he's a nutter.

Her head bobs with understanding. Pretty average fare, then. Average for what she was accustomed to, anyway. "I see," she says idly.

"What is a wind attack? I assume you're not meaning that you talk until people are bored to death." Walter adds a grin to that to indicate he is joking.

There's a definate chuckle, although, really, sometimes she probably could do that. "We use a series of attacks that use wind to create a more powerful effect. It's kind of like magic, but it's not magic. Not really, anyway. It's more about using energy and creating a windlike effect with it." She ponders that; it doesn't seem to explain it very well. "For example, one of the simplist of Shinmei Ryuu techniques involves swinging a sword and having a gust of wind follow. As you learn more techniques, the gusts become more powerful, more controlled, more damaging."

"Can you do that?" Walter asked with interest, leaning forward slightly. "I'd be very interested to see it." He was also quite interested to know how his wires would fare against something like that.

"I can," she nods, grinning a bit proudly. "I'll be starting to practise some of the more complicated techniques once Alphonse and I get around to constructing the stone barrier walls down in the salle. They're dangerous techniques, not really for spectators, but, if you were interested, I'm sure a peek in once or twice wouldn't hurt anything. You may have to suffer to help with rock-collecting duty afterwards, though."

Walter shrugged off concerns about rock collecting. Work wasn't a problem. "If the main risk is from flying debris, you'd actually be providing me a chance to practice. If the risk is something else, I'd still be interested in seeing it."

Her head tilts. "How do flying debris work into your practising?"

Walter held up a hand and let wires drop from the rings he wore. "I usually go to the junkyard to work on the more brute force aspect of using these."

A flick of his fingers made the wires disappear again. "I use them for more delicate work all the time, but no one shoots at me here," he ruthlessly suppressed the memory the one exception to that, "so I don't get as much work in as I need to deal with bullets, shrapnel, and similar dangers."

Sakurazaki is obviously quite fascinated, as she's now the one leaning forward, dark eyes widened. "The junkyard, you say?" The wheels in her head are obviously turning on that one, until she remembers that Yuunagi can't leave the weapon locker except when she's training in the salle, and she sighs lightly, falling back against her chair a little. It was a nice thought, anyway.

"We'd have to be extremely careful. Safety is key." She recites that second part as if it's engrained in her brain. "But it's obvious that you know how to use your weapon and I know how to use mine. If you ever want to come down to the salle and practise off of my techniques, I think that'd be really great. It has a sort of teamwork feel to it, you know? And, besides, I'd love to see how those work as well. A very unique weapon."

She's back to leaning forward, a plotting grin on her face. "Hey, what would you think about possibly providing an interview for my documentary, Walter?"

"That sounds brilliant. Just let me know when you're practicing and we'll set something up."

He raised his eyebrows at the plotting grin. "What sort of documentary are you doing?"

"I intend to be down there every afternoon after workshops; makes it a pretty easy schedual."

"And it's about weapons. I've been eagerly trying to find some people who use rare weapons. I've got swords and possibly some guns, which is pretty standard fare, but wires are definately unique. But if you're not interested in an interview, that's fine. I would like at least a weapons demonstration, though. They sound too good not to provide any good footage. Perhaps we could even get some film together on you and I working together." Her eyes shine a little; if it ends up working out like she pictures it in her head, it would be some amazing footage. If anything, she can just have her documentary be pretty shiny weapons demonstrations and call that good.

Hell, she'd watch that any day.

"I can help you with that. I just didn't want to get involved in any more discussions of potential inequalities here at the school."

Her head tilts slightly, a blank look on her face momentarily. "Um, nope. Just a lot of talk about weapons." Sakurazaki gives an assuring nod.

"Certainly, then. I'd be happy to help you out. What do you want? A demonstration, or just an interview, or both? It's too bad you missed out yesterday, we were jumping off the roof."

"Both would be wonderful. The more material I have, the better."

Another head tilt. "Jumping off the roof?"

"Oh yes. We jump and I use my wires to control our falls. It's fun, and other than the fact that Seras got dizzy from a spin, quite safe."

Yes, Walter has an interesting definition of "safe."

At first, Sakurazaki's just grinning at the concept. Jumping off the roof, eh? Using trick wires. Did she have something she could show them.

"That's amazing," she says, chuckling lightly. "Next time you guys go to that, you'll have to invite me."

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