The Kethencian College of Magic RP (Part 2)

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"You did not answer my other question. In fact, why are you even here? The last time I read about it, divination did not include summoning little monsters, and if it did I would think they would have eyes!"

Billy is backing towards the door now, slowly moving away. In his current state  

 

Little Monster wrote

"You Can Trust Me!"

translated too:

Little Monster wrote

 "I Will Take The Spider, Then Eat Your Eyes!"

"Why don't you go fetch one of the Divination students to talk with me. They can't all be involved in one divining."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Its Complicated!....Just Gimme The Hair!....Now!" The creature stalks closer and closer to Billy, greedy hands extended towards the hair in Billy's possesion

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"I'll bet."

With that, he opens up the door and moves out into the hallway, slamming the door in the creatures face.

"MISS YAMATA-SAN!" he calls out, looking around. He grew more agitated when he did not see her. Of course! If the enemy was in there, then they could have carted her off to somewhere. Hurriedly, he looked around for a piece of paper or a room that would have such a thing.

He was really beginning to wish he had kept that book on him.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

The creature was dissapointed. It had failed to get the hair. It had failed in its mission. It had failed its master. It had failed, but it would it would try again. It would make that boy give it the hair. Then its master would be pleased. With a screech it flung itself at the door, trying to get at the boy.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

Billy spied a utility closet just as he heard a shattering crunch behind him. He turned and saw that the creature had bitten its way through the door, and was now hacking up splinters all over the floor.

"Forget my eyes" He thought "that thing will eat my whole head. I gotta hide! I gotta hide my head!"

Billy took the moment to sprint to the closet and shut the door. Inside was a table, which was promptly overturned and shoved against it.

Billy then took a piece of paper, and furiously began to wright.

Billy's letter wrote

Miss Yamata-San, help me! I'm in front of the divination wing, trapped in a hall closet by a monster. The enemy anticipated we would do this, and it wants the hair! Come quickly!!!!!

-Billy

He folded it up, wrote her name on it, inserted the two silver and away it went. He then took another piece of paper.

Billy's other letter wrote

Dear Miss Kaa-san.

Hello, my name is Billy Bishop, and I am a friend of your friend/sister/daughter/niece/granddaughter/girlfriend/fiance/wife?/ student Yamata Asoka. I am currently trapped in a closet, about to be killed by a monster. I also believe that Miss Yamata-San may have been kidnapped, but that may just be a paranoid delusion. The monster is real though. You sent Miss Yamata-San some books she requested earlier today, and if you could render any aid in the same way I would be eternally grateful.

Yours truly

Billy Bishop

This to he sent away, although he wondered if it would reach the right person. He had no idea of how the T-mail worked, but he hoped the letter itself contained enough information to guide it to Kaa-san.

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

Asoka continues eating not noticing as the scroll appears next to her.

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Billy's second scroll appears in front of Asoka's mother and she grabs it. Upon reading it, she chuckles to herself and writes a letter to him which is then sent to him. She walks off to find her husband for a good laugh with Billy's letter.

The letter's contents: Dear Mr. Billy, I thank you for your concern for my little Asoka-chan. I do believe she is alright though. Just call it mother's intuition. I am sorry but I cannot send you any help other then to say this: Good luck. Hope you slay the monster alright! From, Yamata Miyuki.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

Reading the letter has an almost calming effect of Billy, as he puzzles over whether or not to sent a "thanks anyway" letter and what the suffix -chan means. But these thoughts are swept aside as he hears a familiar crunch from the other side of the door.

Frantically he searches the room, hunting for anything to defend himself with. He settles on a mop, by far the rooms most threatening object. After several moments of thought, he takes the wash empty wash-bucket and places it on his head like a helmet. So prepared, he awaits his opponent.

While waiting, Billy makes a silent vow before grandfather and all the ghosts in the world that he will learn a combat spell before the week is through.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

The creature was running out of steam. Its barrage on the door had drained its energy. It scrambled to get at the boy.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

Billy, like a cornered rat, lashed out with the mop as the creature rushed him. He trusted it right into the creatures stomach, pinning it to the wall.

"Now, you are going to give me answers." Billy shouted. "Who are you working for?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"That is Not!....Your Concern!....Let Me Go!" The creature wiggles and shakes in an attempt to free itself.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"No! Now we can do one of two things. You tell me what you know, or we stay here until someone else comes and finds us. Now first question: Did you people do anything to Miss Yamata-San?"

Billy's fears had been alleviated somewhat by the letter, but it was always a good idea to make sure.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"I'm Only To Retrieve The Hair!.....I Know No Yamata!.......Please Don't Hurt Me!" The creature whimpers. Its attitude seems to have changed drastically.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

Well, that was a load off his mind. But, on to business.

"Eat it, right? Your master sent you to eat the hair, didn't they? To keep it from being scryed?"

Billy eyed the nervous little creature and felt a bit of pity toward it.

"I'm Billy Bishop. What's your name?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Just Supposed To Eat It!.......That's All!.....That Was Gop's Only Task!"

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"All right! All right, Gop, that was good to know. Now, I don't want to hurt you Gop, but you want to hurt me. You may not even realize it, but you are my enemy. Now, I don't want to be enemies with anyone Gop. In fact, I'd like to be friends with everyone. So if you can prove that you're not my enemy, by giving me the name of the person who sent you, my real enemy, I could let you go, we'll shake hands as friends, then I'll take you to the cafeteria and we'll get you something better than hair to eat. What do you say, Gop? Are we friends?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Gop Wants To Be Friends!.....But I Can't Tell You My Master's Name!......Gop Doesn't Know!......Who They Are!....They Give Gop Orders By Magic!" Gop sobs pitifully.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"All right Gop, I'm going to trust you. I'm going to let you away from the wall now. Now understand, if you make a move towards the hair, or try to run away, I'm going to be forced to pin you down again. Okay? I'm lowering the mop now."

Billy takes the mop off of Gop, walks over too him, and takes the creatures hand. He shakes it.

"Now, when you say that they give orders by magic, what do you mean? Can they see you?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Gop doesn't know........Gop doesn't have eyes himself........They send a magic message....Gop listen's to it....It tells Gop his task"

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"They? So, an organization? More than one?" at this point Billy kneels down to be level with Gop. "What type of tasks do they give you, Gop? Clean up stuff like this?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Gop only ever hear one person.....They give Gop lots of eating tasks...Gop likes to eat...."