Elfen High 2: Skin to Bone, Steel to Rust

[Agritum]

Hildegard stood up next to one of the tables of the auditorium, quietly peeling away the skin of an orange with her balisong. Knives can be used for things other than carving people, y'know. That said, the pesky orange decided to squirt right over Hilde's face. What an idiot.
In a manner that would make the Sensei from Fruit Ninja proud, she launched the orange in the air, before jumping to reach it during its fall. The Siebenachte's blade gleamed in the light of the auditorium. as it sliced the orange in two, then four pieces.

Its juice squirted against the wall in a very unrealistical manner, as Hilde closed the balisong wth a simple motion of her hands, before crossing her arms and watching the result.
Of course, she was sure that one of the students would have approached her to talk after seeing such a show, and she patiently waited for him/her to show up.

Izanagi reached the table without looking back at Ciel, and grabbed a bowl. He looked around the table, completely blown aback at the variety and amount of fruit available. He took a little of almost everything. He took some apple slices, some grapes that were picked off of their stems, some orange slices, some slices of watermelon (mmm, my favorite), and more.

Suddenly, juice landed on his cheek, and he recognized the smell. Orange juice? He looked over at Hilde and watched her cut the orange into fourths He reasoned that she probably just got done cutting it into halves, and that's why the orange juice landed on his cheek. He walked over to her, eating his a couple of slices of apples, and said, "That was pretty impressive there."

"Thanks, chi....monkey boy." Hildegard replied, noticing that the one who had just spoke was Izanagi. She wiped off the orange juice from her cheeks, before turning to face her fellow student. "This is the....fruit of two years of constant training, Izanagi. And some of that training was terribly boring, to say the least. But well, it was worth it."

Hildegard was bored even then, actually, and Izanagi had just made her have a nice idea for something to do to kill time.
"Is the arena or gym open, Izanagi? I just had a nice idea involving my knife and whatever weapon you use..." she said, gently implying that she was challenging him to a duel.

[Mavorpen]

Izanagi nodded. It was the type of nod that said, "I know what you mean, and I agree with you." He replied to her, "Indeed, training is often boring and tedious, but the results more than make up for that. He raised an eyebrow at her. "I'm not sure, but if I recall correctly, there should be a large, gaping hole in the wall of the gym due to a... certain accident." He shrugged and continued. "I'm fairly sure what my weapon of choice would be. What do you have in mind?"

[Agritum]

Izanagi nodded. It was the type of nod that said, "I know what you mean, and I agree with you." He replied to her, "Indeed, training is often boring and tedious, but the results more than make up for that. He raised an eyebrow at her. "I'm not sure, but if I recall correctly, there should be a large, gaping hole in the wall of the gym due to a... certain accident." He shrugged and continued. "I'm fairly sure what my weapon of choice would be. What do you have in mind?"

"My knife, Siebenachte." Hilde said, raising the closed balisong for Izanagi to see. "Having us use two different weapons would be surely interesting. Still, someone would call out it for not being much equal. The choice is yours though." Hilde said with a little smile, fiddling with the balisong in her hands.

[Mavorpen]

"My knife, Siebenachte." Hilde said, raising the closed balisong for Izanagi to see. "Having us use two different weapons would be surely interesting. Still, someone would call out it for not being much equal. The choice is yours though." Hilde said with a little smile, fiddling with the balisong in her hands.

Izanagi grinned. "I think you'll find that my weapon of choice won't exactly be equal, but it will be in your favor." He turned to the giant hole in the wall of the auditorium, and motioned for her to follow her. "Let's not waste anymore time then, shall we?" He began walking to the hole, figuring it would be easier to do so than to open the door and walk through them. He stepped over the rubble in front of the hole and continued to the gym.

[Nationstatelandsville]

"I hate it when you do that..."

Laz covered his hands in fire(Setting off a few sprinklers with the smoke...again) and held them against his face. By odd coincidence, the whole surrounding area started smelling like charred moron.

"Ah...warm."

Pierre looked at him for a moment, unsure what to do. On one hand, Laz was great to hang around with, but he wanted to talk to Lewis. And, really, putting Laz and Lewis within a 50 foot radius of each other was just a disaster waiting to happen.

"Hey, Laz, mind if I go talk with Lewis for a bit? I have a few things I'd like to discuss about my plans as a teacher for the next year. You should have some more of the chicken wings, they're great." he said, attempting to seem uninterested. In truth, he actually just wanted to talk to Lewis about other things, such as Lewis's daughter, but Laz probably wouldn't like that.

After a few moments, he pulled Lewis along down a hallway, and then started talking.

"Hey, it's great to hear about you having kids. That's pretty neat. By the way, I tried punching bears."

He paused.

"It was awesome."

"Ye' didn't give my name, did ye'?" Lewis replied, suddenly very sober, "Listen to me, Pierre, bears are much smarter than you think. They don't let the people know, but they are at least as smart as that creepy-ass mutant bunny I saw humping Minh's shoulder, if not smarter. They speak every human language, better than most humans, they know every dark secret of the universe, they memorized the contents of the Library of Alexandria, and improved on it. Seriously. I found it. They have a fucking library in a fucking cave. And they're also still bears. They're terrible, don't fuck with them unless you're good enough. Guessing by how alive ye' are, I guess you are.

But, listen, I have a treaty with 'em. They can't know that I gave ye' the idea, or they'll rise up against humanity and kill the entirety of Canada. Which will be great right up until they start moving into the important countries.

Otherwise, bad-ass. Ye' ever try a Yeti?"

[Agritum]

"My knife, Siebenachte." Hilde said, raising the closed balisong for Izanagi to see. "Having us use two different weapons would be surely interesting. Still, someone would call out it for not being much equal. The choice is yours though." Hilde said with a little smile, fiddling with the balisong in her hands.

Izanagi grinned. "I think you'll find that my weapon of choice won't exactly be equal, but it will be in your favor." He turned to the giant hole in the wall of the auditorium, and motioned for her to follow her. "Let's not waste anymore time then, shall we?" He began walking to the hole, figuring it would be easier to do so than to open the door and walk through them. He stepped over the rubble in front of the hole and continued to the gym.

"May I know what weapon you will use, Izanagi?" Hilde asked, playing with Siebenachte by opening and closing it in a stylish manner. The prospective of a duel was surely very interesting for her, and she looked forward it. "Anyways, regarding the terms of the battle, what about if the first one to be knocked unconscious or to drop its weapon loses?"

[Mavorpen]

Izanagi pondered the thought. "I think the first one would be much more interesting, to be completely honest. Although maybe not to the point of unconsciousness. Perhaps until one of us is subdued or it is clear the battle would not continue should it have been a serious fight?" He threw a grape into his mouth, glad that he brought his bowl of fruit with him. "To be honest, I haven't the foggiest idea of my weapon will be. I suppose I could just use my fists."

[Agritum]

Izanagi pondered the thought. "I think the first one would be much more interesting, to be completely honest. Although maybe not to the point of unconsciousness. Perhaps until one of us is subdued or it is clear the battle would not continue should it have been a serious fight?" He threw a grape into his mouth, glad that he brought his bowl of fruit with him. "To be honest, I haven't the foggiest idea of my weapon will be. I suppose I could just use my fists."

"Very well, then."
Hilde opened the balisong, the blade of Siebenachte gleaming again.
"Let's start."
She backed up for a moment, only to sprint towards Izanagi, jumping a few feet in the air and eventually float over him. Hilde emitted a fierce yell, as she slashed Siebenachte downards, directed at Izanagi's head...

[Mavorpen]

Izanagi chuckled. That yell? A really bad idea. Using his power over vibrations, he raised the amplitude of the vibration waves she was emitting as sound around her own head, raising it enough to deafen her for a few moments and cause ringing for a bit after that. Using her momentary confusion, he sidestepped out of the way of her slash and threw another grape into his mouth. "You'll have to try better than that." He then realized that she probably couldn't hear him, and he shrugged. People should really learn how to read lips, he thought.

[Agritum]

Izanagi chuckled. That yell? A really bad idea. Using his power over vibrations, he raised the amplitude of the vibration waves she was emitting as sound around her own head, raising it enough to deafen her for a few moments and cause ringing for a bit after that. Using her momentary confusion, he sidestepped out of the way of her slash and threw another grape into his mouth. "You'll have to try better than that." He then realized that she probably couldn't hear him, and he shrugged. People should really learn how to read lips, he thought.

"Ugh!" Hilde muttered, falling on the ground and rolling on herself, putting her hands over her ears up until she recovered.
"I didn't expect that! Compliments for such a move...but now it's my turn."
Hildegard sprinted again, this time sliding on the ground towards Izanagi and projecting a small shield in front of her, to smack the monkey hybrid down...

[Mavorpen]

"Ugh!" Hilde muttered, falling on the ground and rolling on herself, putting her hands over her ears up until she recovered.
"I didn't expect that! Compliments for such a move...but now it's my turn."
Hildegard sprinted again, this time sliding on the ground towards Izanagi and projecting a small shield in front of her, to smack the monkey hybrid down...

Izanagi decided to not dodge this time, seeing as the fight would just last for hours if it was simply him constantly dodging. He turned his body to the left so that he faced the wall that was previously on his left side. He spread out his legs to root himself to the ground, and blocked Hilde's shield with his right hand imbued with vibrations. She managed to move him a few inches, but her strength wasn't on the higher side despite the shield holding up, and she couldn't budge him any longer.

He threw up his bowl of fruit, grasped her arm, and pulled her towards him. He put his arm under hears, and drove his hand into her chin, not hard enough to harm her of course, but instead, just to catch her off guard. He grabbed her head and brought her to the ground, face first. He then sat down on her, and caught his bowl, continuing to eat his fruit.

[AETEN II]

Jade nodded, and spoke softly to him, still walking slowly down the hall. "As long as they don't go in my head..." she murmured. "I don't want anyone but me in there." She frowned, and then went over the couple sentences Malal had said. "Wait... Nagging you to push me towards her?" She flushed slightly at the statement - it surprised her, although she had somewhat forseen it. With how often she had been seeing Nyarlathotep over the past two years, she had begun to suspect that there was something going on that the Outer God refused to tell her, and now she knew, straight from Malal. And who knew... It would certainly prove interesting. "I guess I'll go check that out, then." She smiled. "Wait, that sounds wrong! Don't take it that way!"

"Relax mortal. I'm a demigod. Our definition of relationship doesn't include faithfulness. Time is the only meaning we ever give it. All we care about is that they don't stab us in the back. With Nyarla I doubt that will ever become a problem. It's actually quite nice- I know she's fairly happy (besides the imminent doom) and my bipolar mental state has been 'cured', my swings are far less aggressive and barely noticeable. Again, besides the imminent doom, this is the happiest I've ever been. It might even stay this way since I'm technically immortal and she's a deity. Shame you don't have the advantage of immortality. Although I could always ensure you don't get eaten in Hell. Possibly ensure that you receive decent care from Mother as a friend of mine. Quite advantageous, being a demigod. I don't go to oblivion upon death, and instead I end up with Mother as one of the great figures of the underworld. Maybe even end up an honorary deity like Perseus." Malal said cheerfully as he 'grinned' and patted Jade on the shoulder.

[Esternial]

"The God of tits and wine hasn't been very generous lately" Lionel said quietly as he walked down the school's hall, accompanied by a nameless escort, "let's hope this feast manages to satiate at least one of my desires. I'm parched!" He used all his might to force open the dining room door, which only managed to budge the door ever so slightly until the man following him scratched his beard - possibly because of a minor itch - and used his one arm to complete the deed with as little effort as possible. Lionel and the man exchanged gazes. "I won't hear of this" Lionel said, abruptly breaking eye-contact and walking towards the staff's table.

"For a party this seems terribly dull" He stated, looking at the other teachers before he took a seat and stood on it to reach the diverse food articles that were being displayed on the table. Out of all the rich flavors he was partial to some fine roast and a glass of wine, perhaps even more than this school could provide. Despite being a man of his...stature, Lionel could drink twice his weight in wine and fuck a whorehouse of women if the chance would present itself. So far it did so four times before.

The man standing next to him scratched his beard again. Lionel had already established it as either an unusual tic or a persistent itch, but he really wanted the man to stop because it irritated him immensely. Grabbing a chicken leg, he threw it towards the man, who caught it and started to ravage the flesh from the bone. At least it kept him occupied.

Then Lionel noticed the picture Lewis brought with him.

"My, she looks quite like that Megan woman from half a decade ago. She was quite nice" He whispered to himself before carefully placing the picture on the table.

---

EVE has also decided to make an appearance, approaching the table and noticing the boy in the wheelchair. Slowly she approached him and allowed her sensors to analyze the child, giving her a full diagnostic of his medical condition.

"Hello." She said quietly, while doing a quick check on the school's network.

At the same time, back home, SAM had gotten herself nice present. With metal bonds that could last several lifetimes and several sentry drones keeping him in check, the man had been in better company. His beard had grown untended as well as his hair, but he didn't care for that. One would expect him to be famished, but the mechanical slaves managed to bring all sorts of food to keep his belly fed.

"Subject name: Von Wulfbern" A loud mechanical voice echoed throughout the pitch-black room. Lights popped on in unison, lighting the massive control room. In the middle hung a massive console, suspended in the air by wires and metal cables. Below it stood a control panel, which had been thoroughly disassembled to prevent anyone from accessing it. The massive metal behemoth moved, the wires carefully moving in accordance to the others as it reared its metal head. Filled with optical and a lot more sensors, the sensory unit of the console looked much like an elongated head. A large halo-like contraption was wrapped around the top, collecting all the wiring into one tight bundle, connected to a larger-outer right that detached itself from it and slowly rotated around its central point. Like this, the entire machine seemed terribly fragile, with all those exposed wires.

"I am glad that you have agreed to come with my envoy. I was afraid that I would have to resort to other methods." The voice said innocently as the head approached the broken man, a bright light lighting up his features.

"We will surely accomodate for any of your needs while you assist Cyberdyne with its newest project. I hope you will enjoy your stay"

The man refused to dignify this abomination with a response.

"My sensors inform me that you are conscious, yet you don't seem to be capable of response. Perhaps my auditive sensors are outdated? No. That can't be. It must be you, maybe you just didn't turn out as your mother wanted."

A hatch opened beneath him, and the man yelled as he stared down a pool of molten magma.

"Ah, so your vocal chords still work. You don't have to scream, I'm not really going to kill you"

One of the metal bonds unlocked.

"Whoops. That was an accident. Maybe you shouldn't eat so much, you've packed on a few pound."

The hatch closed and the frame attached to the man's bonds slowly rose higher, dragging the man with it like a rag doll before a panel in the ceiling opened and swallowed the man whole.

[Seshephe]

The student that Frida had been talking to seemed like a nice enough guy but as time passed she started to feel more and more unnerved.
When finally a strange looking creature came crashing through the wall, rubble flying everywhere, some of it almost hitting her, and proceeded to
glide across the floor in her direction she simply gave up a soundless cry and vanished into thin air.

She reappeared just outside the dining hall, pupils dilated wide, panting heavily.
'No! Not a panic attack! Don'tpanicdon'tpanic! You can do this!' She told herself furiously over and over again.
Then she blacked out. She came to in just a couple of minutes and started pacing the corridor to try to keep her mind calm.
'Ok, I'm going back in there!' She resolved.
Perhaps if I teleport into one of the darker corners no one will notice even notice that I was gone.

[Nude East Ireland]

Jacquelyn gave Minh a little bunny kiss on the cheek. "Don't worry about it," she said. "My mother paid more attention to my eighteen hundred other siblings, and she rarely ever supported me. As far as I know, there's only been one human to father that many children, and he lives in Romania and hits others with horse genitalia."

She took a moment to think. "My point is that he's your only son, and if you truly love and support him, he'll do the same."

[Seshephe]

With a loud boop that she suspected was inaudible to anyone but her she reappeared inside the hall. Only something was wrong,
she wasn't where she had thought she would end up.
She was standing on top of a table...
the teachers table...
in a pile of food with a cute little cat woman looking up at her with a rather surprised look on her face
Frida started to blush profusely
"I'm so sorry ms teacher I don't know what happened I think something must have gone wrong I'm not very good at this"
Her eyes started to tear as she quickly jumped off the table.

[The Inritus Extraho]

Jade nodded, and spoke softly to him, still walking slowly down the hall. "As long as they don't go in my head..." she murmured. "I don't want anyone but me in there." She frowned, and then went over the couple sentences Malal had said. "Wait... Nagging you to push me towards her?" She flushed slightly at the statement - it surprised her, although she had somewhat forseen it. With how often she had been seeing Nyarlathotep over the past two years, she had begun to suspect that there was something going on that the Outer God refused to tell her, and now she knew, straight from Malal. And who knew... It would certainly prove interesting. "I guess I'll go check that out, then." She smiled. "Wait, that sounds wrong! Don't take it that way!"

"Relax mortal. I'm a demigod. Our definition of relationship doesn't include faithfulness. Time is the only meaning we ever give it. All we care about is that they don't stab us in the back. With Nyarla I doubt that will ever become a problem. It's actually quite nice- I know she's fairly happy (besides the imminent doom) and my bipolar mental state has been 'cured', my swings are far less aggressive and barely noticeable. Again, besides the imminent doom, this is the happiest I've ever been. It might even stay this way since I'm technically immortal and she's a deity. Shame you don't have the advantage of immortality. Although I could always ensure you don't get eaten in Hell. Possibly ensure that you receive decent care from Mother as a friend of mine. Quite advantageous, being a demigod. I don't go to oblivion upon death, and instead I end up with Mother as one of the great figures of the underworld. Maybe even end up an honorary deity like Perseus." Malal said cheerfully as he 'grinned' and patted Jade on the shoulder.

Jade smiled. "That would be nice. Not being oppressed in Hell seems like a rather good deal for simply not offending a demigod and being nice to him." She nodded, and sighed quietly. "I'm not sure where to go from here, though. I do need to talk to Crowley, but he's probably still occupied with the banquet. If it's anything like the last couple, it'll be full of fighting, childish acts, and actual children."

[Olthar]

Sari-chan was happily munching on a block of cheese when she suddenly found a shoe in her plate. Examining it, she found that shoe had a leg attached to it. Looking up, she saw a girl standing on the table. Immediately, the girl apologized and hopped off, and Sari-chan noticed that she was starting to cry. Putting the cheese block on the table, Sari-chan suddenly leaped at the strange teleporter and wrapped her arms and legs around the sad girl, causing them both to collapse on the ground.

Rubbing her cheek against that of the other girl, Sari-chan tried comforting her, "Don't be sad. It's alright. I did the same thing the first time I came to the school. Well, not the same thing. I jumped onto the table instead of magicking onto it. But I did stick my feet in peoples' plates. My hands and face, too. So, don't feel bad."

Sari-chan stopped rubbing the girl and looked at her, giving her a big smile before letting go and standing up.

"Also, I'm not a teacher. I'm a student like you. I'm just sitting here so I can be with my cutesy-wootsey, adorable, sexy, hug-a-licous girlfriend," she said, motioning towards Rayne.

Sari-chan let out a giggle before proving that last statement by giving Rayne a big hug.

[Esternial]

With a loud boop that she suspected was inaudible to anyone but her she reappeared inside the hall. Only something was wrong,
she wasn't where she had thought she would end up.
She was standing on top of a table...
the teachers table...
in a pile of food with a cute little cat woman looking up at her with a rather surprised look on her face
Frida started to blush profusely
"I'm so sorry ms teacher I don't know what happened I think something must have gone wrong I'm not very good at this"
Her eyes started to tear as she quickly jumped off the table.

"My God, this is a fiery little vixen!" Lionel gasped as a feet suddenly blocked his view of a very appeasing chicken breast. "It brings back memories, those women really did rock my world back in LA."

Taking a brief sip of his drink, he threw the glass on the floor, barely missing his bodyguard's feet who let out a brief grumble to show his disapproval. The short man looked up, he had gotten used to it now.

"I hope you don't mind stepping down. All this excitement might waste your appetite. I know what it's like to be young and limber...I've also jumped on table and danced like a jolly giant...actually no, I saw my brother do that while I was reading up on my ancient languages."

Then Sari joined in.

"You people really seem to have a knack for entertaining your teachers. I should have brought some bigger pants."

[Amon and Friends]

Pierre looked at him for a moment, unsure what to do. On one hand, Laz was great to hang around with, but he wanted to talk to Lewis. And, really, putting Laz and Lewis within a 50 foot radius of each other was just a disaster waiting to happen.

"Hey, Laz, mind if I go talk with Lewis for a bit? I have a few things I'd like to discuss about my plans as a teacher for the next year. You should have some more of the chicken wings, they're great." he said, attempting to seem uninterested. In truth, he actually just wanted to talk to Lewis about other things, such as Lewis's daughter, but Laz probably wouldn't like that.

After a few moments, he pulled Lewis along down a hallway, and then started talking.

"Hey, it's great to hear about you having kids. That's pretty neat. By the way, I tried punching bears."

He paused.

"It was awesome."

"Ye' didn't give my name, did ye'?" Lewis replied, suddenly very sober, "Listen to me, Pierre, bears are much smarter than you think. They don't let the people know, but they are at least as smart as that creepy-ass mutant bunny I saw humping Minh's shoulder, if not smarter. They speak every human language, better than most humans, they know every dark secret of the universe, they memorized the contents of the Library of Alexandria, and improved on it. Seriously. I found it. They have a fucking library in a fucking cave. And they're also still bears. They're terrible, don't fuck with them unless you're good enough. Guessing by how alive ye' are, I guess you are.

But, listen, I have a treaty with 'em. They can't know that I gave ye' the idea, or they'll rise up against humanity and kill the entirety of Canada. Which will be great right up until they start moving into the important countries.

Otherwise, bad-ass. Ye' ever try a Yeti?"

Pierre froze for a few moments, shuddered, and then, glared daggers at the wall.

"Yes. I did."

He paused for a moment.

"Don't ever mention Yetis again. I hate them. I hate them so much. Words cannot describe the sheer amount of hate I have for them. Have you ever seen an Ice Giant? Yetis make ice giants look like pussies. Yetis are basically twenty foot tall giant white hate-monkeys of death, pain, and misery, and I hate them."

He remembered both times he had met the infernal creatures. The first Yeti he had met (in the Rockies) had given him a giant wound down the back, and the second one had thrown him off a cliff, sending him hurtling down Mount Everest. Both times had been excruciatingly painful. He scowled.

"I'm going to find whichever god created them and punch him in the face." he said, sounding slightly annoyed.

[Agritum]

"Ugh!" Hilde muttered, falling on the ground and rolling on herself, putting her hands over her ears up until she recovered.
"I didn't expect that! Compliments for such a move...but now it's my turn."
Hildegard sprinted again, this time sliding on the ground towards Izanagi and projecting a small shield in front of her, to smack the monkey hybrid down...

Izanagi decided to not dodge this time, seeing as the fight would just last for hours if it was simply him constantly dodging. He turned his body to the left so that he faced the wall that was previously on his left side. He spread out his legs to root himself to the ground, and blocked Hilde's shield with his right hand imbued with vibrations. She managed to move him a few inches, but her strength wasn't on the higher side despite the shield holding up, and she couldn't budge him any longer.

He threw up his bowl of fruit, grasped her arm, and pulled her towards him. He put his arm under hears, and drove his hand into her chin, not hard enough to harm her of course, but instead, just to catch her off guard. He grabbed her head and brought her to the ground, face first. He then sat down on her, and caught his bowl, continuing to eat his fruit.

Hilde remained there in disbelief for a few seconds, before speaking again.
"Ok, I guess that I still need some training? Did I go well, mister? Do I need to improve something in my fight style? Constructive critiques are welcome. Oh, and also, could you let me go, please?" Hilde politely asked to Izanagi.

[Mavorpen]

Hilde remained there in disbelief for a few seconds, before speaking again.
"Ok, I guess that I still need some training? Did I go well, mister? Do I need to improve something in my fight style? Constructive critiques are welcome. Oh, and also, could you let me go, please?" Hilde politely asked to Izanagi.

Izanagi stood up and brushed some dirt off of his clothes. He took some orange slices and began eating them, and he allowed his tail to wrap around Hilde's arm, pulling her up. "Well first of all, attacking with a knife such as that head on isn't a good idea. I would recommend getting something such as a Butterfly Sword. They can be used as a knife and they're larger, stronger. Plus you can dual wield. That's always fun. You'd also be able to block attacks from weapons that would put you at a disadvantage with a balisong." He burped. "Excuse me. After that, you can just train to get used to them."

[Nationstatelandsville]

"Ye' didn't give my name, did ye'?" Lewis replied, suddenly very sober, "Listen to me, Pierre, bears are much smarter than you think. They don't let the people know, but they are at least as smart as that creepy-ass mutant bunny I saw humping Minh's shoulder, if not smarter. They speak every human language, better than most humans, they know every dark secret of the universe, they memorized the contents of the Library of Alexandria, and improved on it. Seriously. I found it. They have a fucking library in a fucking cave. And they're also still bears. They're terrible, don't fuck with them unless you're good enough. Guessing by how alive ye' are, I guess you are.

But, listen, I have a treaty with 'em. They can't know that I gave ye' the idea, or they'll rise up against humanity and kill the entirety of Canada. Which will be great right up until they start moving into the important countries.

Otherwise, bad-ass. Ye' ever try a Yeti?"

Pierre froze for a few moments, shuddered, and then, glared daggers at the wall.

"Yes. I did."

He paused for a moment.

"Don't ever mention Yetis again. I hate them. I hate them so much. Words cannot describe the sheer amount of hate I have for them. Have you ever seen an Ice Giant? Yetis make ice giants look like pussies. Yetis are basically twenty foot tall giant white hate-monkeys of death, pain, and misery, and I hate them."

He remembered both times he had met the infernal creatures. The first Yeti he had met (in the Rockies) had given him a giant wound down the back, and the second one had thrown him off a cliff, sending him hurtling down Mount Everest. Both times had been excruciatingly painful. He scowled.

"I'm going to find whichever god created them and punch him in the face." he said, sounding slightly annoyed.

"Not a god," Lewis replied, "Gods didn't actually have much to do with the whole creation thing, if the bears' books are correct. If I remember right, Yetis are magic gorillas or some-such. But it's been a few years."

Lewis then grabbed Pierre by the forearm and began to lead him towards the food.

"Now, let's talk after I get some food," Lewis said, "I haven't since I broke into the Ukrainian Vice Prime Minister's limousine and stole his cat. Ye' wouldn't believe the weird shit I had to do to get here. Neither would I, likely, since Murdoch had me drugged most of the time."

[Agritum]

Hilde remained there in disbelief for a few seconds, before speaking again.
"Ok, I guess that I still need some training? Did I go well, mister? Do I need to improve something in my fight style? Constructive critiques are welcome. Oh, and also, could you let me go, please?" Hilde politely asked to Izanagi.

Izanagi stood up and brushed some dirt off of his clothes. He took some orange slices and began eating them, and he allowed his tail to wrap around Hilde's arm, pulling her up. "Well first of all, attacking with a knife such as that head on isn't a good idea. I would recommend getting something such as a Butterfly Sword. They can be used as a knife and they're larger, stronger. Plus you can dual wield. That's always fun. You'd also be able to block attacks from weapons that would put you at a disadvantage with a balisong." He burped. "Excuse me. After that, you can just train to get used to them."

"I see, Mister, but well, this knife was gifted to me by my father, before he stopped receiving my letters. I am very attached to it, due to that, and I spent two year here training to use it well, Mister. Even if using two butterfly swords would be more practical and useful in battle, I prefer sticking to my Siebenachte." Hilde replied to Izanagi.

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"I see, Mister, but well, this knife was gifted to me by my father, before he stopped receiving my letters. I am very attached to it, due to that, and I spent two year here training to use it well, Mister. Even if using two butterfly swords would be more practical and useful in battle, I prefer sticking to my Siebenachte." Hilde replied to Izanagi.

Izanagi shrugged. "Just a suggestion. I figured that knife had sentimental value considering you've named it, and I've never seen you without it. But, unfortunately I'm not all that knowledgeable about knife combat, I've personally never used one." He reached into his bowl, and sighed. "Ah, well looks like I'm out. Anyway, perhaps you will learn more about knife combat in Self-Defense class."