[Rail IC] Academy City II: Electrokinesis Is Love~

[Crafty Cultist]

Monday: Frank's apartment

Frank rolls out of bed and lands face first on the floor.

"What happened last night? I remember the monster, then going for pizza, then I vaguely remember beer"

Frank opens his eyes and sees numerous bottles scattered around the floor.

"Things are starting to make sense."

[Anyr]

Moroe sped through the doors of Onizuka Middle school as if already late, with a force that might have been mistaken for enthusiasm. In fact this breakneck pace was just her default setting, and her enthusiasm was only discernible with the aid of a microscope. Classes wouldn't be starting for a little while yet, so she resolved to circle the hallways in the meantime. Her feet still hurt a little from last night's ordeal, but she'd be damned if that was going to let that slow her down by even a single step.

[Cole10000]

Monday: Off-Campus Azabu Academy Dormatories

Early in the Morning Carver decides to cut classes for the day, planning to make them up at a later date, Carver changes into his Casual clothes and decides to go around the city, no direct place in mind. Simply going around looking for something interesting to get himself neck deep in trouble again.

After a few hours of walking Carver finds himself far from where he started. All of a sudden he stops walking and says.

Crap, I have no idea where I am right now He takes a moment to look around the area and notices one building he's heard of before. Onizuka middle school huh, I know I've heard about that school before... Oh i remember now this place is right near that coffe shop I like to mess with people at, okay I'm not lost anymore. He starts to walk for a moment before coming to a stop with an evil grin on his face and turns back towards the school.

Oh I really shouldn't, but I will anyway. and with that he starts walking towards the school.

Well, time to mess with some middle schoolers.

[Anyr]

Being an unremarkable establishment, Onizuka Middle School had no visible measures to stop unscrupulous people from just walking in; Well, unless you counted the unusual number of cleaning droids which always seemed to be milling about the place. Today, however, it had acquired a guard, in the form of Kiyoshi Jirou. Tall and unkempt, he lounged outside the school's doors like a bouncer for some exclusive club. He looked up as Carver approached, but didn't speak; He wasn't really in the mood for small talk today.

[Cole10000]

Carver walks up and looks him in the eye and says. At this time he activates his ability eye charmer.

Hey there... dont feel like talking I see I'll just be on my way. While Kiyoshi Jirou Saw Carver immeaditately turn arround and leave after that statement, Carver was in fact in reality walking inside with a large grin on his face.

With the unkempt bodyguard none the wiser Carver looks down the hallway, rubs his hands together and decides on what he'll be doing this time, he hasnt done a haunting in awhile.

But he decides to head to the roof first and get a feel of the building before he tries to pull anything, using his ability along the way to ensure he isnt spotted by anyone.

But after walking for a few Minutes, he realises he has no idea where he needs to go to get to the roof, he decides to put a pin in this plan for now and come back at a later date.

Walking back out the front door he glances back at the Shabby bouncer outside to make sure eye charmer is still working on him, it should, but you never know.

Not seeing him notice him exiting the building he continues on.

Well, now I have something to do later, but I have nothing to do right now... Well i did hear a rumor that one of the kids who goes to my school got in a knife fight. Guess I'll go see what's up with that.

With that he begins heading back to Azabu academy to investigate and see if there's anything interesting to be found.

[Terry576]

Both Jirou and Carver were about to experience a terrible, terrible thing. A terror that most of the students of Onizuka had experienced before, and were routinely annoyed by it.

A whistling silverette walks into their school, as he usually did. He ignores the 'classes' (as if, he wouldn't dare enter the system and be detected,) as he always did. Vending machine time, this was his early morning snack.

And then his favorite was empty. ohdeargodtheremustbeanewkid

"Hello, students and faculty of Onizuka Middle School!"

In a daze, a few members look up. That PA System had been broken for ages.

"You see, I fixed your PA System. Because I'm just that nice. Now, you're probably wondering why I'm speaking with you right now."

They weren't actually. The faculty was scurrying to the office, and most of the student body was following, to see who the hell fixed their PA system for a message.

"Well you see, I frequent this academic institution, it's just spectacular. But I found something out today, something that might change my relationship with this institution. forever."

Some of the students by the office snickered as the teachers jumped back with a yelp as they touched the doorknob. It was charged with an electric shock.

"Somebody has committed... the ultimate atrocity. The indignation I have suffered because of this is... it's just unremarkable. Indescribable. So I just have to know, just one thing," The voice sounded remarkably choked up.

"Who the hell took the last ramen from the vending machine! That's been my breakfast for a year you bastard." The voice was a bit pissed, but he sounded more mischievous then annoyed.

The faculty had given up opening the door, and one was busy dialing Judgement.

"So you guys are probably wondering, 'who the hell does he think he is? Disrupting our morning class, stealing our faculty lounge and not inviting us!'"

Moroe, if she's listening, can almost hear that grin of is.

"Who the hell do you think I am! A man of incredible talent... A boy who has never entered Academy City's wonderful system... And the only person to be kicked out of every casino in a fifty mile radius twice."

The students seem really confused. None of that was anything to be proud of.

"I'm Fuschichou "I can't think of a cool name" Souji! And I demand compensation for my Ramen!"

Those looking through the blurry window into the old PA Room could see him. The PA Room had been turned into the Faculty Lounge after it had broken, and he was leaning back in one of the chairs, holding a doughnut it one hand, and a cup of coffee in the other. He seemed perfectly content to sit there and eat all the food.

The faculty member calling Judgement grinned as they picked up. "H-h-hello? It's Onizuka Middle School! A stranger has entered the school, and has taken control of our PA Room! He has hostages in there![/color]"

"I must compliment the faculty on the excellent quality of their coffee and doughnuts. They are quite delicious."

The faculty gasped. The on the phone shrieked, "JUST GET OVER HERE!"

[Anyr]

Moroe was indeed listening to Souji's speech; Not that she could hear it very well from inside a supply cupboard, but she managed to get the gist. Since then she'd been turning the words over in her mind, trying to glean even the slightest hint of what her new stalker was trying to accomplish with this stunt. Breaking into her house had been understandable (if disturbing), but this? What was the point in coming to her school, barricading himself in the faculty lounge and telling everyone some ridiculous lie about ramen? Was he just playing mind games with her, or was there some greater goal?

In the end it was hopeless. Moroe didn't know anything about what made this madman tick, and she didn't want to know...All right, maybe she did, but it wasn't worth the price. With a feeling of helplessness that was growing all too familiar, she resigned herself to standing in her tiny cell and waiting for the proper authorities to arrive.

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In contrast, Kiyoshi Jirou was having a great time. This act of insanity had given him his first genuine gale of laughter in what felt like ages. Even now he was still having trouble breathing, and his sides felt like they were about to split. For Jirou, this wasn't just another school prank; It was a chance to remind himself that the world wasn't quite as cold and dark as it sometimes seemed. With one hand he wiped away tears of mirth, while with the other he gave a salute to the nearest P.A speaker.

"You tell 'em, stranger; You tell 'em all."

[Cole10000]

Carver just about to leave the school behind him hears the announcement going on.

That rat bastard, he stole my idea. Now I'm GLAD I bought this ramen from the vending machine on my way out.

He promptly goes back into the building to see just where this guy who stole his thunder is, because whoever he is he's certainly interesting.

Seeing all out the school members running in one direction he assumes that's where the PA system where this guy is making his announcement from.

He sees the door leading into the room this mysterious announcer is in and yells at the top of his voice.

I BOUGHT THE RAMEN, AND IT WAS GOOD!

and just stands there as the students and faculty there stare at him while he waits for a reaction from the announcer.

[Terry576]

"To the crazed man outside the door: thank you for agreeing with me. Ramen is the best thing ever of all time. It's cool if you bought ramen, it's just that the ramen I required is a tad unremarkable, so I'm confused why anyone would buy it. It was spicy miso, and this time it came with a dragon. I wanted that dragon."

He pauses, then snaps his fingers. "Oh! That reminds me! Momo-san, I am not, in fact, stalking you. I do come to this school every day to buy ramen, as you'll see if you check the security cameras."

A short silence. "Although on Tuesdays I go to Tokiwodai, because they have my favorite sandwich in the morning. They let me in mostly on the basis of "Oh my god he has silver hair why does he have silver hair"."

[Cole10000]

Carver slowly nods his head.

Yeah the sandwiches there are good, although I usually have to sneak in but... Oh, and also i don't think someone who goes into a school and goes on the PA system over ramen has any right to be calling me crazy... Even if I was planning on doing the same thing later.

He looks around at the crowd and sighs. This takes much longer and Authorities will arrive and he really doesn't want to have to spend the day in custody over Ramen.

Ok, look. How about you come out and I'll go and treat you to some ramen, I really don't need to get involved with Judgement or Anti-Skill today. Alright?

[Terry576]

The voice laughs. It's an airy, happy laugh, the exact way someone who just didn't care would laugh.

"Yeah, sandwiches are good. I can get away with it on the basis that I'm apparently a bi... bishoj... one of those words, and my breakfast and dragon were gone, voice-san! I always go here to pick those up. Those are my breakfast man. The most important meal of the day!"

Some of the girls gasp. A bishonen was in their school? That was amazing. And he loved ramen. He was clearly sent by the heavens.
They had to meet this man.

"My apologies voice outside the door, if you wanted to avoid Judgement, I mean there's no way Anti-Skill would come for this misdemeanor, you're talking to the wrong guy."

Ironically, if the faculty member had bothered to mention Souji's name, the school would have gone on red alert. Much like Moroe, Academy City seems to think Souji a highly lethal, manipulative twisted mastermind.

He was honestly just hungry and desperate for noodles.

[Anyr]

Watching the reactions of her fellow students through the eyes of several drones, Moroe couldn't help but roll her own eyes. Sometimes their complete lack of common sense was almost beyond belief.

"That's right people, just swarm around the rambling madman as if he was the lead singer from your favourite band. Never mind that he's invading your school and could easily be dangerous; Who cares about all that when he's so dreamy?

Morons."

At times like this she almost wondered whether the Board of Directors had been right to create GATE. If the average citizen was anything like the ones at Onizuka, maybe they did all need the occasional engineered disaster to keep them on their toes.

[Crafty Cultist]

"My apologies voice outside the door, if you wanted to avoid Judgement, I mean there's no way Anti-Skill would come for this misdemeanor, you're talking to the wrong guy."

Frank appears from round a corner. it appears he was moving at great speed, because he slides several feet before stopping.

"Did someone say Anti-Skill? I have come to punish any young malcontents I might find!"

[Cole10000]

Carver sees Frank coming and says

Son of a Bitch, thats it I'm out of here.

He takes off running and eventually starts to get tired when he spots a supply closet and decides that would be a good place to hide for a bit and catch his breath while he waits for things to calm down.

[Crafty Cultist]

Frank isn't in a serious mood, so he doesn't bother analyzing the situation in detail, he just does what comes to mind.

He anounced that troublemakers would be punished.

The young man in front of the door had ran.

the young man in front of the door was a troublemaker.

Frank takes of after Carver, following the path Carver made through the crowds

[Cole10000]

Seeing Frank coming after him Carver promplty says

Oh gaddammit. Come on I'm not even the one taking over the PA system why are you chasing me?

He takes a moment to look Frank in the eyes and use his ability to create an illusion of him running further down the hall while he tries to get into the cupboard

he has the illusion to eventually lead Frank outside and once he is the first illusion of him disapears and he has another ilsuion showing him on the roof of the building showing him saying this (with the exact same voice)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q09EvF_IKGA

He then procedes to keep opening the door to the cupboard (the one unbeknowst to him is where "Momo" is hiding)

[Crafty Cultist]

Frank follows the illusion at first, but a thought comes to him.

that kid didnt look that fit, how come he's able to keep pace with me all of a sudden? That look he gave me wasn't some panicking brat looking over his shoulder. Maybe he did something then.

Frank pulls his baton from his belt and throws it at the fleeing boy.

[Cole10000]

At htis point it's already the illusion he's throwing the baton at, Carver no longer is within his perception. Witnessing what The Anti- skill member was doing he had the illusion of him appear to trip, and narrowly miss the baton being thrown at him.

Thinking to himself

Man that guy is sharper than he looks, won't be easy to lose this one, but that just makes it all the more fun in the end.

[Crafty Cultist]

Seeing the kid trip, Frank mantians his speed, aiming to collide with the boy rather than performing some kind of grab.

[Cole10000]

Fine, This'll get resolved faster if he "catches" me

He has the illusion attempt to try and get up and continue running, this time howeever he adds that when Frank collides with the illusion for him to register a physical form.

While in reality truly nothing is there, his brain registers something is there createing the sensation of touching something.

alright, now that's settled let's just get into this closet and wait until this mess calms down.

and continues to try and open the supply closet, finding it locked he pulls out his lockpicks and works on the lock. A large part of the reason he didnt want to be caught by anti skill was that he had them on him.

[Anyr]

Moroe was abruptly drawn away from her thoughts by several things happening very quickly. Firstly her dark hideaway was flooded with light; Then it suddenly became a great deal more crowded; And finally she had just enough time to glimpse a male face before the door swung shut, locked itself with a click and plunged everything into darkness again. However, just because she couldn't see didn't mean she couldn't feel the presence of the person who was now standing only a hair's breadth away from her. This tiny room definitely hadn't been designed to hold two people at once.

Considering her issues with personal space, Moroe's reaction was remarkably composed.

"Whoever this is, you need to Get. Away. From. Me. Right. NOW!"

[Cole10000]

When he first entered the room he felt relieved from getting away from that anti-skill, but not he could tell things weren't getting any calmer for awhile.

Wow, this really is not my day, Hi my name's Carver hope you dont mind that I'll be hideing in here for a little while.

He reaches into his pocket to get his cell phone out to use it's light to see who else is in the room.

So yeah really sorry about this but one thing led to another and well i'm gonna be here for a minute, but I can't help but ask why you're in a closet when the hole mess is going on outside?

[Anyr]

The light didn't help one bit to contain Moroe's growing nervousness; It just made it possible to actually see how close this stranger was to her. Still, she made an effort to hide the extent of her discomfort and exit with her dignity intact.

"None of your business. And yes, you're welcome to hide here, because I was just leaving. Bye now."

With that she carefully reached behind Carver (being extremely careful not to do more than lightly brush his arm), took hold of the doorknob and turned it.

*Ka-click*...*Ka-Click*...*RattleRattleRattle*

Locked. The door was locked. But that was...Fine. Yes, fine. No need to panic. Absolutely no need to panic.

"Apparently I was mistaken. Say, d-do you by any chance happen to be any good at unlocking doors in near-darkness while barely able to move? I'm just curious."

[Cole10000]

Carver couldn't stiffle the slight grin at the situation right now, but chose to not get in a fight with the strange girl in the closet with him.

yeah I probobly can, here scooch over a bit and hold up my cell phone to the mechanism let's see if I can get this open, might take a minute though

However when he does this the Illusion occupying Frank begins to show signs of it's true nature by starting to blur.

[Anyr]

"I'm *Hnnh* already as schooched as I can possibly be. This is as much room as you're going to get. Oh, and if you want to keep those hands then make sure that they don't do any careless wandering."

These facts made clear, Moroe did as she was told and took Carver's phone. She then dutifully shone it on the doorknob and held it steady, while repeating to herself that a minute's wait was barely any time at all. The thought of what would happen if it ended up taking longer than that never crossed her mind, because it had been shot by sentries before it reached the perimeter.

[Cole10000]

yeah calm down, I won't do anything, i like to mess with people but I won't do anything like that.

He continues working on the lock, it isn't really any difficult kind of lock but the cramped conditions and lighting make it fairly hard to do what he needs to. He's thinking he almost has it when-

*Crack*

Son of a bitch, Saotomi, I will kill you for selling me faulty lockpicks.

He gulps and says

So, uh you wouldnt happen to be an esper would you, you know one with an ability that could blow this door off it's hinges?

[Anyr]

The expression on Moroe's face could best be described as 'anxious bordering on total panic'. For a few seconds she just stared at Carver in silence; Then her lips curved into a sickly smile and gave a decidedly forced chuckle.

"O-ok, that was a good one. For a second you really had me thinking that we were trapped in here. So, now that we've had a good laugh about it, could you please stop playing around and Open. The. Door?"

[Cole10000]

Even Carver is starting to panic at this point. How can he get out of this one? he's gotten out of far worse and he's not going to be beaten by a locked door.

He thinks for a moment before coming up with something.

You have a phone right? If you do we can use it to call someone, I would use mine and call someone I know but they'd probobly just laugh if I told them what happened. So, is there anyone you know that can get this door open? Perferably quickly. I'll keep trying to get the door open.

With that he takes back his phone and uses it's light to look around the closet to see if there is anything he can use to get out of there, so far he's come up with nothing.

[Anyr]

A forlorn shake of the head was Moroe's immediate response this latest ray of hope.

"Not a chance. There are only three people on my phone, and it would be a miracle if any them stopped at just laughing if I tol-"

She paused. It had just occurred to her that that statement wasn't entirely accurate. She quickly got out her phone and, sure enough, a fourth number had been added to the list, under the very straightforward name of 'That Guy with Silver Hair'. At the sight of it, Moroe almost turned the phone off right then and there. Surely the situation wasn't desperate enough to risk calling him? However, the realization that she could actually feel Carver breathing made her quickly reconsider that assessment. With serious trepidation, she tapped out a text ([Hey. Out of trouble yet? Could use some help.]) and sent it off before she had time to change her mind.

"Have no fear. Help (to use the term very loosely) may well be on the way."

[Cole10000]

Carver Breaths a sigh of relief. He had been worried there for a minute. He just hopes whoever it is can get there quickly.

Oh good, that's the first bit of good news I've had all day, I dont think I ever got your name though.