Bishquet- Ah yes…the sweet revenge of proving them wrong…
I hate reading logs! Reading is about reading! And you shouldn't have to log it. Unless its like: I read this many pages, on this date. That's okay. This one teacher, There was hardly any reading, at all. It was all paper work…needless to say, I got the worst grade I'd ever had in a class. A C. So I know the feeling. I've done that too…
Bara-Minamino- I know that feeling, too. COOKIE!
:Takes a cookie, only though have it taken a way by Youko: Grr… :grabs another:
Point being-ish, I'm mentioning the rope burn in this chapter…she's still too much in shock to feel it last one…Yeah...that's my excuse...
You will be pleased then to know that this one is longer than the others…put together! Maybe not quite…but about the same size…
Fecto isn't my Gym teacher…he's my best friends…and he'll get weirder…I promise…
She only has 6 hours, plus her after school activities.
She has
Math (low hiss)
Computer
English
Biology
PE
Reading
I honestly don't know where you're getting 7 periods.
ThePastisThePast- Thanks…I'm trying to update daily...
Aori Kenji- O.O Um…um…Hiei-san would never do that! Unless I didn't update his story…which hasn't been updated because I have writer's block…Wait…O take that back…he would…But, Okay Okay! I'm updating, I'm updating….
Sheesh...I'm getting death threats…
Kassandra realized as she walked down the hallway two things. They had lunch right, now, then they went to Reading, was the first thing. That second was, she'd just slid down the rope. Shouldn't she have rope burn or something? She looks down at her hands. The bandage looked really worn, but it seems her hands got off pretty good. Other than they felt like she'd just rand them over a bed of hot coals.
She makes a sudden detour to the bathroom. She needed to rewrap the slipping bandages, and run her hand under cool water. She disappears inside without a word to the boys.
Confused, they all stop and decide to wait for her to come out.
The cool water stung the still open parts of her palm that had gotten torn up in gym, but everywhere else, it was perfect. She simply let the water run down her arms for a while. Then she remembered she did have to get going. Kassandra sighed.
"Stupid school…"
She walked over to the hand dryer and as quickly as possible, she dried it, and set to work re bandaging her hands.
It had been hard enough before, and now she had to do it again. But she only had a couple minutes till the lunch bell rang and they had a long way to go. Perhaps she could finish in lunch…or even in the hallway…
Not pausing to think she walks back out of the restroom into the hallway, intent on wrapping the bandages, She walks past the boys who simply fall into step behind her.
-She seems to be struggling with those bandages…-
---Point being?---
-Should someone help her?-
---Why would we do that?---
-Hiei! –
---Hn.…do it yourself…---
Kurama sighs.
"Hiei…you can be so strange sometimes…"
---Hn.---
Kurama picked up the pace a bit and was about to tap on her shoulder when she turned around.
"I think I kinda forgot to mention that we have lunch right now, then we go onto reading. Guessing you didn't bring your own lunch, considering you don't have anywhere to keep it. So, we get the lovely opportunity to eat school lunch. Joy. This way…"
She leads them through a pair of double doors.
(Don't argue at the way I said it, I type like I speak…)
Inside was the normal bustle of the cafeteria. They, however, got to cut through he front of the line to talk to the lady in the back.
"Hello El!"
"Kassandra! It's been a while since you stopped by!"
A lady who looked like she was in her late 50's turned around in the swivel chair.
"You've missed your classes twice now…"
"I know. Homework…but that's not what I'm here about."
Kassandra waved a hand back toward the boys hovering behind her wondering what was going on.
"The new kids need lunch numbers and the like. I'm getting five trays. Be back in a few minutes…"
She left the tiny office as El looked over the boys.
"Ah. You must be the Spirit Detectives Koenma sent. Took him long enough."
All four boys stared at the lady in front of them. Stared with eyes almost as wide as dinner plates and quite a few sweatdrops. A couple of jaws dropped too…
"Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Elane Bartow, American ambassador to and from the Reikai. My status is much like that of Genkai. Do you know her?"
Still stunned, no one answered. Not that she needed one.
"Ah, Yusuke Urameshi…her star pupil…so nice to meet you. Now. You all are probably wondering exactly why, Koenma sent you on a mission to America, instead of sending in an American group, yes?"
Kuwabara, amazingly, was the first to recover.
"Yeah, we were kind of wondering that."
(So am I…I've got to figure out how to make this work now…)
Elane looks over at the tall ningen.
"Alright, it might be a bit easier if I show you my true form…" She begins to get a little hazy in their eyes and when the haze thins out she doesn't look much different. Only younger, and her hazel eyes are a stunning shade of pink. Her hair wasn't old white, but it was still white.
"Koenma figured he'd need the best for this mission, because there is quite a lot that has to be done, and your groups knowledge exceeds that of all the others. First off."
She turns the computer screen to show them a picture.
"This is a demon who was sealed into a human, to keep from being so destructive to the worlds. Only after the demon was sealed into a ningen, did they realize that the havoc that could be wrecked would be worse in the Ningenkai than in the Reikai, or even the Makai. This demon drew the energy from the air, and used it to mold things to the desired shape or form. Anything could be a weapon. This energy can be exhaled in any form."
By this point, everyone had recovered enough to be paying active attention. Everyone nods, giving her the go ahead to continue.
Not that she needed it.
"However, this power was bound. The human form will not be able to access this power in anyway. Even if the demon consciousness takes over, the ability is tightly restrained. Nevertheless, this demon must be found, and we have to check to make sure the bindings are still secure after nearly 16 years. The host, on their 16th birthday, will be able to access the weaker of the demons powers. That to control lightning. Most likely it'll start off as a simple static charge when she touches something. Already the host will have a way with electric things and making them work right. No that that is unusual in this day and age. Oh, I remember a time…Right…stay on track. Now, the picture I showed you earlier was that of the demon before she was bound."
They look back at the picture. It looked like any normal person really, slight of frame, only a little over 6 feet, with waist length midnight black hair, and strange violet eyes. Typical for a demon though. Not typical was a silver streak of hair, and cat ears and tail, also silver. It didn't look like they had exactly wanted to be on camera, and the image had caught her in mid hiss, her eyes narrowed to thin slits. She didn't look too happy.
"You mean this rampant demon is a FEMALE?" Yusuke asks, more than a bit shocked.
"Yes, but her powers aren't purely destructive. She was originally a healer. We need to find the host, so that we can teach her to use the powers of healing, and of lightning, before she loses both. The reason you all are needed here is recently someone tapped our computer banks, and knows everything that you do now. Yes, everything. We don't know who the host ended up being, but, we know she currently resides in this town."
"Great…so we have to live among the Americans until we find her?"
" No. It's January, right? She turns 16 sometime in February. Another little bit of information. Then, after that, you stay until the end of June. Then you'll be going back to Japan."
(Am I going to be able to do that:ponders this:)
"What else do we know?"
"We know, she goes to this school, as all kids in this town do. It's very small. A few other little tidbits: She hates being athletic, though she can be if it's a life or death matter. Strong aversion to heat. That's all we know about her. The rest is up to you guys. Ah…Kassandra is coming back…"
The room went hazy a bit while Elane put back up the illusion. A second later the door opened and Kassandra walked in, somehow managing to balance 5 trays at once. It wasn't easy, and she looked like she as going to topple over at any moment.
"Are you all done in here, because the chocolate pudding is starting to slip over the edge into the corn and I'm not eating that so will you people please tell me your done…"
Elane looks up and smiles at the struggling girl
"Yes…we're done. It will take another day to get their numbers though, so for the meantime, just let them eat their lunch. The state will pay for it. Boys, take the tray off her hands please."
That last bit came a bit too late. Two trays had slipped off and a third was teetering precariously.
However, nothing hit the ground. Kurama reached out and caught one tray, while Hiei had been right next to it. How'd that happened? He'd been on the other side of the- Oh forget it… Right now she had a headache, and thinking made it hurt even worse.
"Thanks, guys…Bye Elane! See ya tomorrow!" Kassandra walked cheerily out , finding it much easier to balance three trays then five. Now she just had to keep the one on her head from falling off.
She sits down at the empty table and places the two trays in her hands down first. Then she takes the one off her head and places it down next to the others. She shoves two trays toward Kuwabara and Yusuke, and then sits down finally. She pushes her fork out of the plastic wrapping and starts eating the corn, ignoring the tuna salad. She'd taken a bite once, and nearly hurled. The other option was Mac and Cheese. She didn't like it, but that's what she'd gotten for the guys.
Better than the Tuna Salad…
Hiei looked at the food in disgust.
---This is what these ningen children eat? No wonder they look like they do…---
-Not all food looks like this. This is just school lunch. –
--- Hn. It's disgusting…---
-Yes, but Yusuke and Kuwabara don't seem to be having any problems…-
They look over at the said personages. The two were digging in like pigs into a slough. And just about as messy too.
--Now that's disgusting. --
Both Hiei and Kurama nod in agreement. Then they look over at Kassandra.
She was eating corn out of the little plastic cup one second, then the next she was stirring up the chocolate pudding.
"Ooo! Cherry!"
She pops the Maraschino cherry into her mouth, then eats the chocolate pudding.
The point of this was, that she was eating at the same speed as Yusuke and Kuwabara, though sufficiently neater. She was using a spoon…
- Okay…not what was expected…-
---Okay, what was expected then fox? ---
-Well, I thought she'd eat at a more normal pace.-
--That is a normal pace.--
---Yusuke and Kuwabara's pace doesn't count as normal.---
--True…--
They look back down at the food in front of them. They thought together at the same time.
----- The LUNCH LADY? -----
Gomen, Gomen, Please forgive that this one is so short...iI'll get the next one out tomorrow...I think I actually advanced the plot line...
I HAVE FAILED! I HAVE SLIPPED INTO THE CLICHE ABYSS! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!
