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idfk let's have some warnings for violence, dead kids, mindfuck, massacre and bloodshed

A. VIDEO (Online)- Responses may come from Yuri, Naoi, or both
[ Just popping up on your friendly neighborhood computer as its own damn post, there's a rather conspicuous video. It looks like it was uploaded by Yuri though.. of course, she has no idea about it. Either way, dare you press play? Yuri will, of course, notice that she seems to have made a post she can't access the contents of, but can reply to. Same for Naoi. ]

B. ACTION; Class Time.
[ If you actually decided to attend class today, the teacher has a very special treat! They're going to show off a video about the biology of amphibians or possibly something about history...? Well, maybe it wasn't really important. Either way, there's one of those rickety, old-looking box TVs with a VHS player on a cart at the front of the classroom. The TV flickers on and the sound starts. There's some logo for an educational company that pops up, then a really corny theme song.. A guy starts talking about the cellular structure of..

Of..

That's not what the video's supposed to be. It looks like it's switched to a video of a classroom, but all the students are standing outside of it. It sounds like there's a scuffle going on, then when the camera pans into the classroom, Yuri's straddling some poor girl, her hands around the girl's throat. She doesn't look.. entirely sane. Like she's completely snapped. ]

How about I give you a taste of the pain of death?

[ A boy with blue hair comes in, pushing his way through the students, starting to tell her to stop, but a teacher barges in and interrupts. ]

Hey, what are you doing?! [ He grabs Yuri's wrist and arm, pulling her off of the silver-haired girl and Yuri starts struggling and yelling immediately. ]

Don't interrupt! I have a few things I need to talk about with the student council president!

"All I see you doing is bullying a fellow student."

She's not human! She's an angel with special powers! If I don't do this, I can't talk to her on even ground!

"What you're saying makes no sense. Come to the guidance office and give me an explanation."

What!? Let go!

[ But the teacher backhands her across the cheek as she tries to struggle more, telling her to behave herself. Yuri looks pissed at him and starts screaming, tears forming in her eyes as she struggles to get free, giving no heed to the full class of NPCs watching at the doorway. It doesn't even seem like she's seeing anything other than this fight. ]

Why the hell should I behave?! You morons! What right do you have to offer guidance to humans?! Can you inhuman bastards even understand human emotions!? You morons-- [ A sharp inhale as tears fall down her face. ] You morons are the ones behaving unreasonably! Let me go! Let me go! Disappear, beat it, get out of my face, everyone get away from me! [ She's flailing and eventually the man just grabs her hair and pulls to try to get her to stop. ]

"You brat, respect your elders!"

[ EXCEPT THEN HE GETS PUNCHED IN THE FACE! But not by Yuri! By the blue haired boy, Hinata, who's now pulling Yuri away from the teacher and holding her. Yuri looks at him, then tries to pull away but he doesn't let go. ] Let me go, you stalker!

I won't.

Why not!?

[ He holds her by the shoulders and looks into her eyes. ]

I understand what you're trying to say. I understand your feelings.

[ Yurippe gives him a desperate, incredulous look. She's sick of people trying to tell her they understand; they don't. They don't, they don't. She closes her eyes, then headbutts him in the face.]

Don't say that so easily!

[ He keeps reassuring her, telling her that he already decided not to let her be alone and that he was going to be by her side, so she can calm down. She hits him, then he pulls her into an embrace. ]

You don't have to worry anymore. Relax, Yurippe.

[ Yurippe looks like she can't take this anymore and starts screaming and calling him a bastard, punching him in the face. Again, and again, and again, and she doesn't stop even when she can't see him because she's crying so hard. After a while he just smiles at her and wraps his arms around her back. She's still crying and she starts screaming again, though she isn't hitting him anymore. ]

Why are you still smiling..? Do you think you're cool or something? You suck, you suck! There's no one in this world that sucks more than you!

It's okay, right Yurippe? It's okay. [ Says the guy whose face is so battered in he can't open his right eye. He reaches up to wipe some tears off her face. ] I'm sorry for letting you be alone. Next time don't go off to fight by yourself. [ She reaches up and wipes her own tears off, then raises her hand to hit him again, but the girl with white hair she'd been choking earlier grabs her wrist and stops her. ]

I think it's about time you forgave him. [ Yuri looks back at her, then the video cuts out and returns to the guy talking about sciencey things. ]

[ Nearly as soon as the video returns to normal, one might see Yuri walking in the hall outside of the classroom. Of course, not attending to be certain, but she looks like she's busy doing something. She's seen a few memories of her own after all, she wants to figure out what's going on. ]

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[ Compared to his last 'base' having been a car, Kohaku finds the size of the room a pleasant change. He'd not have minded walking into a hell of weapons, but this is fine, too. He's given up on predicting the craziness happening to him to its full extend anyway.

Kohaku isn't big on manners, really he's not, but he lets himself be brought to a short but strong handshake. So far, Yurippe's been the by far most useful person to him here, it secures her a basic level of consideration for at least the time being. ]

Alright... [ He's not sure if he's looking forward to encountering anybody more, but maybe it would stop the boredom for a bit. ] So now that I'm here, what do we usually do?

First I tell you the password so you can get in and out of the room in case I'm not here and one of the others don't recognize your voice.

"No God, no Buddha, no Angels." You have to say that to get in here, so don't forget unless you want to end up splattered on the ground before you realize what happened.

[ Once that's out of the way Yuri makes her way over to the desk and sits on top of it instead of in the chair, keeping her eyes on him. ]

Before I set to what you specifically would normally do, I need to know what you can do. I'm looking for specific sets of skills right now and if you have any of them, then it's going to change what this battlefront is capable of doing. So I want to know what you think you can do best. I'm not going to mention what those jobs are because I don't want you saying "Well I can probably do this" and then we end up giving a job to someone who's incapable.

[ That's why Leon isn't the head of their distraction team as much as he wants to be a rockstar, after all. ]

[ He doesn't actually need to think about this much. His talents were pretty obvious. After all, they were exactly what had ensured his survival after getting contracted with the virus. Back then he'd been forced to offer his skills to someone, now it was a decision... but the skills remain the same. ]

I know my way around weapons. Big, small, I don't care, I'll fight with them all. But I love nothing more than a good pair of guns.

But if we're at really special talents... You won't find a better violinist than me, I guarantee. [ Here, there is a little grin. Fighting is what he enjoys. Music is what he is proud of. ]

[ Yuri gets off of her desk while he's speaking, getting a Beretta .92 out of her desk and spinning it around in her hand so that she's holding the barrel-end and the grip is facing him, the movement done with precision and ease that should be abnormal for a girl like her. ]

I'll get you another gun eventually but that musical skill is actually something I'm looking for, so consider that for self-defense for now until I get around to making you a new one. I'm one of the only people here who's really decent at the technique to do it, but I used to have a whole Guild for doing it so you're going to have to deal with one of my guns for now. So take that, but if you're good at music I want to hear it. I'm not just going to give you a job based on your word that you're good enough.

Edited 2013-07-20 04:17 (UTC)

[ Little girl with big guns, hmh? He's kind of impressed. And he'll gladly take the gun. He almost has to sigh and relief as he holds it. In his world he's always been heavily armed - knifes and guns everywhere, hidden on every part of his body. Having stolen a few sharper kitchen knifes and using those now just did not compare to the weaponry he usually had on his body. Now, a gun in hand, he feels a lot more like himself. He looks it over carefully and ends up satisfied. ]

Find me a violin and I'll show you. You won't be disappointed.

There should be a club room for the generic school orchestra. I don't even know that they hold concerts except at festivals, but they have instruments.

[ Though there is one more question she has... if it's classical music, it sounds good but it's not going to cause a huge scene. They need something loud, passionate, that's going to get a lot of the NPCs who are programmed to act like modern teens to come over. ]

What style of music do you usually play?

[ He shrugs. In his period, pop or rock music has completely vanished, so he couldn't have named it even if he wanted to. His preference does indeed lay on 'classical' music, but he lacks the comparison to point that out just yet.]

Whatever our orchestra leader makes us play, it varies from place to place. Basically, I can play anything you give me the notes for or demonstrate on another instrument so I can memorize it.

Can you write your own music?

[ Haruhi's good but when you ask if she can play an instrument she doesn't beam with pride like that when she talks about playing. She's good at everything, but her heart isn't set on it. ]

Guess so. I did some tunes when I was younger, but nothing in the last years. Writing a melody isn't hard, but I'm not a composer.

[ Just a melody alone didn't make for music after all. He shrugged. He'd experimented with own music back when he played independently from the orchestra, but never done anything big with it. His heart was a little too troubled for clear sounds, maybe. Ever since entering the orchestra, there simply hadn't been time or need for it anymore. ]

Do you think you could play rock?

[ That's the important thing okay. Violin isn't typically prepared for that all the time. ]

[ Give him a second to think what rock even was again. Pop-culture words have remained a thing in his period, but hell, the music was extinct. ]

Hard music, you mean? [ Just making sure here. ] Of course, I could.

[ Wanting is a different matter, but if it's about ability... 'Fragile and soft' was what he usually ended up going for, but it didn't mean he couldn't turn it around to suit the sound. His personality was certainly suited for harder beats. ]

Well it doesn't have to be like black metal or anything, but it's got to be something that'll attract a lot of attention and I know rock music is proven to do that.

The style's pretty much dead in my world, but that doesn't mean I couldn't pull it off.

However, attracting attention's easy. I made my money with that, after all. If zombie's will sing along with me, then whoever you're trying to impress won't resist either.

Not impress, distract. The whole school. I need them to be drawn to the music and they're teenagers from my time. Passionate rock, big shows, and breaking the rules are how that happens. You go around playing violin here outside of the designated areas and the teachers will be on your ass and might confiscate your instrument. So even if you hadn't agreed to join the SSS, I would've offered you protection in exchange for the same services.

[ Breaking rules, playing for soulless monsters and a plan that seemed slightly insane - ah, it sounded just like home. And a bit of fun, too. He grins. ]

I'd like those teachers try and touch an instrument I play, tch. But other than that, sounds interesting.

And I'll be distracting from what, exactly?

Anything the SSS needs attention to be drawn away from. Or toward, since if you don't attend classes then you don't get meal tickets. There are good ways to get a lot of them without causing any harm to the NPCs if you can get them all in one place.

Not as if harming those things was actually much harm done.

But I like the concert thing. You got any more musicians around here?

Don't hurt the NPCs. That's one of the rules of the SSS. Even if they're not human we don't know exactly what they are, so it's better safe than massacring an entire classroom and trying to figure out if you it was really okay. They usually won't harm anyone, so there's no point in harming them back.

[ Yuri smiles. ] Haruhi can play pretty much anything you put her on and sing. Leon claims he wants to be a rockstar, so you could try training him at least. I have experience with bass but I don't play anymore so you're out of luck there. [ actually she just sucks and got fired so she didn't bother to continue practicing. ] I'll find you more members as soon as I've got them.

[ Man, does Kohaku look unimpressed at the thought of having to leave the NPCs alone. Everyone was dead, where was the problem? Kohaku wasn't exactly a murdering madman, but his moral codex wasn't exactly undamaged either way. He's seen so many people die, he just stopped caring for one more or one less - and those soulless things trying to restrict and pressure him ticked him off pretty badly. A world of zombies that sometimes even could imitate real humans had made Kohaku extremely sensitive to a lack of personality. He was already annoyed by people who blindly acted on orders, actual empty shells in human form were too much. Still he says nothing, but he certainly hasn't decided on whether or not he'd follow those orders yet - not that kicking and punching could be prevented either way, he did that to everyone after all. ]

Training a wannabe? He'd do better at showing some talent fast then. Two able people's better than going solo, I guess. [ The orchestra had been three people for the longest time, who was he to judge. ]

[ She can tell he's not exactly happy about that. The look on his face is obvious enough and with most of her memories back she can at least add in one thing. ] Don't aggravate them, I'm not sure exactly everything that sets them off. Even if they're neutral most of the time, there are sometimes things that set them off.

[ As for the person in question though.. ] I have no promises with his talent or lack thereof but if there's no hope or he whines too much, feel free to punch him or call me and I'll kick him out the window and consider it his resignation from the group.

If they put up a fight all the better... [ It's more muttered than spoken. ] But alright, alright, I'll be careful with them. [ Which does not equal not hurting them at aaall, but oh well. ]

I'll do the punching myself gladly when it comes to worst [ or before. as encouragement. ] and then update you on it later.

If they get in that mode it's not like there's much you can do besides fire at them to slow them down or scatter them and run. Unless you want to end up a little worse off than dead, anyway.

[ She nods. ] Fine by me.

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