Orientation | Trinity Soul University
"..." Lynne merely watched over the outburst of blood flowing from Cecilia's arm. One of the shapes that her excess of blood made: a raven with sharp talons, landed on Lynne's head, cawed three times, then scattered; into tiny little droplets of crimson liquid that fuels a human. It was quite inspiring to a budding artist like Lynne, and she wanted to draw something, but she didn't. She didn't want to bother herself by drenching her sketchpad papers with blood.
Off in the distance she saw the familiar figures. Verrena and her skeletal father Amos was closely tracking Cecilia, while someone she met in the dorms was behind them, her eyes closed. Lynne could not ask what this person's name was, or why she had her eyes closed, because of her instinct alerting her something's wrong with Verrena.
"Oh... they're beautiful..." Verrena was entranced by the sight of shaped bloods sprouting from Cecilia's arm, splattering all across: including on Cecilia and Lynne themselves. It was as if they were being showered with strobing lights of scarlet. Her heart began to beat faster. She began to feel something warm stirring up inside her, starting at her heart and spreading all the way through her veins. Her mouth curled to a wicked smile as one of the blood-shapes traveled far enough to land on her face. "Blood... precious, beautiful blood... must spill more... MUST SPILL MORE!"
Verrena's grin erupted in a maddening laughter as she seemingly conjured a golden sword out of nowhere. She grasped it in her right hand while her left hand grabbed the collar of her dress and ripped it downwards. She was panting as if she ran a marathon, and her eyes were fixated on Cecilia, as Amos too gleamed with dark energy.
"I WANT MORE!" Verrena, crazed like a lunatic, blasted forth with incredible spurt, her golden sword poised to strike the same people that guided her.
Her assault, however, was to be temporarily interrupted by Lynne.
"..." Lynne's eyed glanced at Verrena menacingly as soon as Verrena underwent her psychological transformation. Her sketchpad was already open, and a doodle was drawn: a hellish warrior brandishing a giant mace of sorts, with a signature of sorts written underneath the doodle alongside the doodle's name.
Space Pacter GaunixAs Verrena charged, from the paper appeared a sort of aperture. Moments afterwards, an enlarged form of the drawing was summoned in real life, blocking Verrena's sword slash.
Spoiler

Space Pacter Gaunix was a rather large fellow, tall enough to barely fit in the hallway. His upper torso was seemingly made of obsidian with lava core underneath, while his legs were relatively smoother. He had no face, but a cross-shaped crack with a small circular hole in the center of the facial mask replaced it. His mace-like weapon was revealed to be actually a battle staff of sorts, with a levitating golden orb surrounded by the staff made of obsidian.
Gaunix did not speak. It merely turned back to Lynne, nodded as if he was given a command even though Lynne did not say anything, and pushed Verrena away from Cecilia and himself.
"FUN!" Verrena smirked, licking her sword and preparing her next strike as she met Lynne's eyes.
"..."
Lynne's eyes were pupil-less.
"Very well, headmaster." Cassandra nodded. "Also, headmaster, do tell this year's freshmen to treat their library books better... I've done a catalog check and I'm already missing 13 Class-IV books. 13! How preposterous is that, headmaster?"