Academy of Villains: Now With 200% More Multiverse [IC]

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

"Really!?"

He took a sip of his tea, and then slumped down against the wall, the previous excitement having left him. "Wait... That's not interesting. I do that everyday."

"But--but I came from an alternate earth!" she said frantically, trying to recapture his interest. I can't bore the real Mad Hatter. I can't...

What would she do if her idol thought she was boring?

"Hmm... Really? How alternate? Do the bread-and-butterflies have jam on their wings?" the Mad Hatter ask, tapping his chin.

A small chuckle escaped his throat, and his purple eyes flashed in amusement as he saw her scramble to make herself more interesting.

Why did I let you control for the day? Now this poor girl is going to hate me...

What, were you wanting to get with her instead of Alice, ya codger?

What!? No! I-

Oi! I got ya mate! Don't worry!

Haha...

I'll have her wrapped around your little finger.

Oh, God... Why?

[Charlia]

"But--but I came from an alternate earth!" she said frantically, trying to recapture his interest. I can't bore the real Mad Hatter. I can't...

What would she do if her idol thought she was boring?

"Hmm... Really? How alternate? Do the bread-and-butterflies have jam on their wings?" the Mad Hatter ask, tapping his chin.

A small chuckle escaped his throat, and his purple eyes flashed in amusement as he saw her scramble to make herself more interesting.

Why did I let you control for the day? Now this poor girl is going to hate me...

What, were you wanting to get with her instead of Alice, ya codger?

What!? No! I-

Oi! I got ya mate! Don't worry!

Haha...

I'll have her wrapped around your little finger.

Oh, God... Why?

"I...I... we don't... have bread-and-butterflies... just butterflies... but I..."

I can't bore the Mad Hatter. I can't. I can't. Think of something interesting and exciting, Mad! Think think think--

SCREW IT!

It was the most shocking thing she could think of.

She kissed him.

Hard.

[Taigawa]

Amelia

The demoness had been content the previous week and no one had bothered her. She personally blamed it on her eating the girl, but if this was why most of the others had avoided her, then it had done what she wanted it to. Still, the teacher who tried to prevent her eating the girl was intreguing. She relived the event in her mind, though heaving up the soul essance still troubled her. She was sure she'd eventually get another change to sate her predatory urges, though it would not be here. She left her dorm with some art supplies and made her way to a window, where she began to draw what she saw there.

Moving Shadow

After walking through a considerable time in a ship that seemed endless, and only able to memorize the way to the hangar and to a place that could be called as a gym, John returned to one of his constant habits: Observation.

He simply stopped, looking through a window. The contemplation and observation helped him with his doubts about this dimension. Also helped him to keep up the character he built for the mission. He only hoped that the rest of the students that were in the same mission didn't compromise it in any way. Or talked too much.

In the middle of the calm scene, a student appeared. Apparently, she started painting. It was rare to see someone with the particular skill and talent of drawing. And then, helped by his mask, John started to observe what he considered a fine art being made in front of him.

She continued her work, eventually beginning to overlay a description of the scene in ornate Japanese characters. Amelia had not been in school long enough to fully learn the entirety of the kanji syliblery, though she did know the other two thoroughly. After this, she signed her name using the same, elegant script and stood back to make final observations. It was then that she felt a presance. She lowered her wings and tried to look passive, before stating "Whoever you are...why are you watching me?"

[Kingdom of Irhk]

Moving Shadow

After walking through a considerable time in a ship that seemed endless, and only able to memorize the way to the hangar and to a place that could be called as a gym, John returned to one of his constant habits: Observation.

He simply stopped, looking through a window. The contemplation and observation helped him with his doubts about this dimension. Also helped him to keep up the character he built for the mission. He only hoped that the rest of the students that were in the same mission didn't compromise it in any way. Or talked too much.

In the middle of the calm scene, a student appeared. Apparently, she started painting. It was rare to see someone with the particular skill and talent of drawing. And then, helped by his mask, John started to observe what he considered a fine art being made in front of him.

She continued her work, eventually beginning to overlay a description of the scene in ornate Japanese characters. Amelia had not been in school long enough to fully learn the entirety of the kanji syliblery, though she did know the other two thoroughly. After this, she signed her name using the same, elegant script and stood back to make final observations. It was then that she felt a presance. She lowered her wings and tried to look passive, before stating "Whoever you are...why are you watching me?"

Shadow merely moved his head calmly, looking straight at the girl. Behind his mask, he was staring at her. And then, in a calm voice that was partially muffled due to the mask and making his best to mask his British accent, he answered calmly.

"I was merely observing your artwork, lady. A very particular style, if I may say."

Then, he started to approach the painter calmly, looking at the painting.

"So, may I know the name of the artist?"

He usually was quiet. But this was a different situation. And he needed to blend in with the crowd that occupied the ship. This was his opportunity of starting his efforts.

[Kractero]

Millosm sighed and put his arms at his sides, the gun still in his hand, it pointing at the ground. "This man is a loon if he thinks I am just going to leave my car in the middle of the road.." He mumbled to himself. He looked to his passenger. "Hey. You. Does this have anything to do about the invitation you received? Are you the reason my car's tires are ruined?"

Tanya glared at him. " How the hell would I know? I feel like we went through this. " She turned towards the others. "I apologize for my escort, apparently grateful isn't in his vocabulary. Are you saying you will take us to the airship?"

"Yes, I will," Zalae responded, standing up. "I'm taking her too. There's a safehouse in Denver where I can use an experimental teleporter to get to the airship directly."

[Taigawa]

She continued her work, eventually beginning to overlay a description of the scene in ornate Japanese characters. Amelia had not been in school long enough to fully learn the entirety of the kanji syliblery, though she did know the other two thoroughly. After this, she signed her name using the same, elegant script and stood back to make final observations. It was then that she felt a presance. She lowered her wings and tried to look passive, before stating "Whoever you are...why are you watching me?"

Shadow merely moved his head calmly, looking straight at the girl. Behind his mask, he was staring at her. And then, in a calm voice that was partially muffled due to the mask and making his best to mask his British accent, he answered calmly.

"I was merely observing your artwork, lady. A very particular style, if I may say."

Then, he started to approach the painter calmly, looking at the painting.

"So, may I know the name of the artist?"

He usually was quiet. But this was a different situation. And he needed to blend in with the crowd that occupied the ship. This was his opportunity of starting his efforts.

"You like? Mom taught me...well, my adopted mom, in a temple. I don't advise you touch that yet...you'll ruin it. I am Amelia Engawa, and I hail from Japan, though that was likely obvious by now. Now, my snoopy little friend, who are you?"

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

"Hmm... Really? How alternate? Do the bread-and-butterflies have jam on their wings?" the Mad Hatter ask, tapping his chin.

A small chuckle escaped his throat, and his purple eyes flashed in amusement as he saw her scramble to make herself more interesting.

Why did I let you control for the day? Now this poor girl is going to hate me...

What, were you wanting to get with her instead of Alice, ya codger?

What!? No! I-

Oi! I got ya mate! Don't worry!

Haha...

I'll have her wrapped around your little finger.

Oh, God... Why?

"I...I... we don't... have bread-and-butterflies... just butterflies... but I..."

I can't bore the Mad Hatter. I can't. I can't. Think of something interesting and exciting, Mad! Think think think--

SCREW IT!

It was the most shocking thing she could think of.

She kissed him.

Hard.

The Mad Hatter responded in kind.

WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS HAPPENING!?

Amore?

This is not a big pizza pie in the sky! This is tantamount to...!

To...?!

Can't think of anything, huh?

Sexual harassment!

So what? This is a villain school, baby. They don't care!

And besides...

She started it.

I hate you.

You're just jealous I got to kiss a pretty girl before you did!

After a moment, the Hatter pulled back with a smile. "So, I guess that's pretty alternate, huh? That how you Otherotherworld people deal with hellos?"

[Kingdom of Irhk]

Shadow merely moved his head calmly, looking straight at the girl. Behind his mask, he was staring at her. And then, in a calm voice that was partially muffled due to the mask and making his best to mask his British accent, he answered calmly.

"I was merely observing your artwork, lady. A very particular style, if I may say."

Then, he started to approach the painter calmly, looking at the painting.

"So, may I know the name of the artist?"

He usually was quiet. But this was a different situation. And he needed to blend in with the crowd that occupied the ship. This was his opportunity of starting his efforts.

"You like? Mom taught me...well, my adopted mom, in a temple. I don't advise you touch that yet...you'll ruin it. I am Amelia Engawa, and I hail from Japan, though that was likely obvious by now. Now, my snoopy little friend, who are you?"

Shadow carefully measured each word in a way that the exact amount of information was released.

"Yes, it's a beautiful piece of artwork. And I'm more of an observer, specially to artworks. I'm Moving Shadow. From London. If you prefer, John Rhodes. And I can see that your mom taught you well in this specific line of art. It's a pleasure, Ms. Engawa."

[Kractero]

"O-okay," she replied, feeling giddy with excitement as he treated her in ways she never would've thought anyone would have.

He blinked with surprise when she hugged him, but was more surprised when she blushed as she pulled away. "There's only one problem...we have one bed."

He began to lead her to his ship. Once they were there, Cameron simply approached the rear entrance, causing it to open and slide down a ramp for them to step up.

"Yeah...how's that a problem? Is it wrong to share?" she replied. There was little she was taught about society during her life. Because of this, she saw no problem with the situation.

Gela walked up the ramp, slightly excited with going with Cameron. Maybe it was dumb to put so much trust into someone she had hardly known, left, and met again, but it was her old idol and crush. She wasn't about to pass that up.

The interior of the ship was amazing, ornately crafted and comparable to the workmanship of the European bases (before their destruction). She sat down in a seat far in the back, wondering where she was supposed to sit.

---

"Um, if you're not uncomfortable with sharing, I guess we can," he replied, scratching his head nervously out of habit.

[The Klausians]

"Yes, I will," Zalae responded, standing up. "I'm taking her too. There's a safehouse in Denver where I can use an experimental teleporter to get to the airship directly."

"Woah, woah woah, let's not be too hasty now.." He said as he took a few steps toward the man, his left index finger pointed to him. "What is this about a safehouse? For whom? And a teleporter.. An experimental teleporter??" He would look between the three with a look of bewilderment painted on his face. He would look back to the man and cross his arms. "We will not be going anywhere until you explain yourself and what exactly is going on. You can start by explaining the aircraft. Or possibly this school you mentioned.. Both are at the top of a good sized list of things that need to be explained."

[Charlia]

"I...I... we don't... have bread-and-butterflies... just butterflies... but I..."

I can't bore the Mad Hatter. I can't. I can't. Think of something interesting and exciting, Mad! Think think think--

SCREW IT!

It was the most shocking thing she could think of.

She kissed him.

Hard.

The Mad Hatter responded in kind.

WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS HAPPENING!?

Amore?

This is not a big pizza pie in the sky! This is tantamount to...!

To...?!

Can't think of anything, huh?

Sexual harassment!

So what? This is a villain school, baby. They don't care!

And besides...

She started it.

I hate you.

You're just jealous I got to kiss a pretty girl before you did!

After a moment, the Hatter pulled back with a smile. "So, I guess that's pretty alternate, huh? That how you Otherotherworld people deal with hellos?"

"No," she said quietly. "That's how I deal with you. I've had dreams about this, you know. Meeting you. But I never thought it would be real... that I'd be taking tea with the real Mad Hatter..."

I'm not even worthy of the name.

You just love damaging yourself, don't you?

[Skyline United]

He began to lead her to his ship. Once they were there, Cameron simply approached the rear entrance, causing it to open and slide down a ramp for them to step up.

"Yeah...how's that a problem? Is it wrong to share?" she replied. There was little she was taught about society during her life. Because of this, she saw no problem with the situation.

Gela walked up the ramp, slightly excited with going with Cameron. Maybe it was dumb to put so much trust into someone she had hardly known, left, and met again, but it was her old idol and crush. She wasn't about to pass that up.

The interior of the ship was amazing, ornately crafted and comparable to the workmanship of the European bases (before their destruction). She sat down in a seat far in the back, wondering where she was supposed to sit.

---

"Um, if you're not uncomfortable with sharing, I guess we can," he replied, scratching his head nervously out of habit.

Cameron took a seat at the front of the ship and started up th engines. "You know... You don't have to sit so far to the back if you don't want to..." he called back to her. It was darker towards th back of the craft, but it wasn't as much of a problem with the internal lighting as it was the lack of windows.

---

She smiled and bowed her head once more. "Thank you... So, shall I grab my belongings?"

[Kractero]

Gela walked up the ramp, slightly excited with going with Cameron. Maybe it was dumb to put so much trust into someone she had hardly known, left, and met again, but it was her old idol and crush. She wasn't about to pass that up.

The interior of the ship was amazing, ornately crafted and comparable to the workmanship of the European bases (before their destruction). She sat down in a seat far in the back, wondering where she was supposed to sit.

---

"Um, if you're not uncomfortable with sharing, I guess we can," he replied, scratching his head nervously out of habit.

Cameron took a seat at the front of the ship and started up th engines. "You know... You don't have to sit so far to the back if you don't want to..." he called back to her. It was darker towards th back of the craft, but it wasn't as much of a problem with the internal lighting as it was the lack of windows.

---

She smiled and bowed her head once more. "Thank you... So, shall I grab my belongings?"

"I wouldn't want to potentially get the higher seats dirty," Gela responded, conscious about her slime. Her slime wouldn't stick or leak off of her, but she always thought it would.

"You probably should," he responded. "Wouldn't want to keep making round trips back and forth."

[Skyline United]

Cameron took a seat at the front of the ship and started up th engines. "You know... You don't have to sit so far to the back if you don't want to..." he called back to her. It was darker towards th back of the craft, but it wasn't as much of a problem with the internal lighting as it was the lack of windows.

---

She smiled and bowed her head once more. "Thank you... So, shall I grab my belongings?"

"I wouldn't want to potentially get the higher seats dirty," Gela responded, conscious about her slime. Her slime wouldn't stick or leak off of her, but she always thought it would.

"You probably should," he responded. "Wouldn't want to keep making round trips back and forth."

He smiled and gestured for her to come forward. "Don't worry about it. I don't mind any mess that may come. I just want you to enjoy yourself." he replied.

She nodded and looked up at him. "Would you mind if I asked for you to walk with me?" she asked, blushing slightly.

[Galnius]

Ananias sinks into a couch nonchalantly, crossing his legs. " I don't see why you should leave ", he said with a flourish of his hand. " This isn't my room either. Let's not forget, you were here first. You know what that makes me? " He turned towards Sorrow, stretching out his hand. "That makes me, your guest."

Sorrow crouches, grabbing the mask, then puts it on. He stands up again, turning around to the boy. "What's your name, then? I'm..." His voice trails off, and his eyes look far off for a second.

"You are...?" He mimicked the open sentence, wondering at the end of it. "Is a host not to get their guests first? Is it not the way of your country?" He asked.

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

The Mad Hatter responded in kind.

WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS HAPPENING!?

Amore?

This is not a big pizza pie in the sky! This is tantamount to...!

To...?!

Can't think of anything, huh?

Sexual harassment!

So what? This is a villain school, baby. They don't care!

And besides...

She started it.

I hate you.

You're just jealous I got to kiss a pretty girl before you did!

After a moment, the Hatter pulled back with a smile. "So, I guess that's pretty alternate, huh? That how you Otherotherworld people deal with hellos?"

"No," she said quietly. "That's how I deal with you. I've had dreams about this, you know. Meeting you. But I never thought it would be real... that I'd be taking tea with the real Mad Hatter..."

I'm not even worthy of the name.

You just love damaging yourself, don't you?

Oh great! She's a stalker!

So what? I like 'em a little crazy.

Then they got layers...

Disney really has corrupted you...

Damn those American pigs!

The Hatter smiled and laughed. "Dreamed? Really! And here I thought little old me would be... More of a nightmare for... Certain people."

He leaned in to kiss her again. "Then again... You're not certain people. I can tell.... You're obviously the best kind."

He kissed her nose, and pulled back with a mad smile.

"The crazy kind!"

And now you take Alice's line...

You're just sad because she didn't kiss you when she said it, pretty boy.

[Kractero]

"I wouldn't want to potentially get the higher seats dirty," Gela responded, conscious about her slime. Her slime wouldn't stick or leak off of her, but she always thought it would.

"You probably should," he responded. "Wouldn't want to keep making round trips back and forth."

He smiled and gestured for her to come forward. "Don't worry about it. I don't mind any mess that may come. I just want you to enjoy yourself." he replied.

She nodded and looked up at him. "Would you mind if I asked for you to walk with me?" she asked, blushing slightly.

She gets up, sitting in the seat directly behind him. "Well...is this close enough? Or is there a closer seat?" She blushed to herself.

"I would be fine too!" He answered, going up to his feet and opening the door for her to go through.

"

[Skyline United]

He smiled and gestured for her to come forward. "Don't worry about it. I don't mind any mess that may come. I just want you to enjoy yourself." he replied.

She nodded and looked up at him. "Would you mind if I asked for you to walk with me?" she asked, blushing slightly.

She gets up, sitting in the seat directly behind him. "Well...is this close enough? Or is there a closer seat?" She blushed to herself.

"I would be fine too!" He answered, going up to his feet and opening the door for her to go through.

"

"Well, there isn't... Unless you want to sit in my lap," he teased, "I wouldn't mind." His tone was somewhere on the border of playful and serious. He was only playing around, but he would let her if that's what she wanted.

She smiled as she stepped out the door, turning down the hallway and starting to walk.

[Galnius]

"I can't deal with this anymore," muttered Tylee under her breath. She pointed the pistol at her temple, closed her eyes, and squeezed the trigger, only to find that the gun would explode in her hand instead of firing. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was still alive, albeit with blood trickling from her palm to her wrist and arm. She knew that something had messed with the gun and that it hadn't exploded on its own, but she didn't know what. And for now, she wouldn't find that out. The poor girl couldn't handle any more stress, and she passed out and fell to the ground.

Rachel squeed in delight as the gun went off, blowing up in her hand. "Ty-ty made it go boom!" She watched as the blood trickled down from Tyler's hand, watching in delight as the crimson fluid left her body. As Tylee fell, Rachel caught her. This act was not done out of concern, but merely for a closer view of the mangled hand. She looked on with a sick smile, lowering Tylee to the ground. She held the hand, looking at it lovingly. "This is so fun."

[Taigawa]

"You like? Mom taught me...well, my adopted mom, in a temple. I don't advise you touch that yet...you'll ruin it. I am Amelia Engawa, and I hail from Japan, though that was likely obvious by now. Now, my snoopy little friend, who are you?"

Shadow carefully measured each word in a way that the exact amount of information was released.

"Yes, it's a beautiful piece of artwork. And I'm more of an observer, specially to artworks. I'm Moving Shadow. Form London. If you prefer, John Rhodes. And I can see that your mom taught you well in this specific line of art. It's a pleasure, Ms. Engawa."

"Well, perhaps I should get to know you better then. I'm from Nara, one of the older Japanese cities. I'm pretty much a high demon in the underworld...or whatever they believe nowadays. I Joined after I discovered I had these abilities. I'm taking this with me so it can dry before I hang it. You can follow me if you like."

[Kingdom of Irhk]

Shadow carefully measured each word in a way that the exact amount of information was released.

"Yes, it's a beautiful piece of artwork. And I'm more of an observer, specially to artworks. I'm Moving Shadow. Form London. If you prefer, John Rhodes. And I can see that your mom taught you well in this specific line of art. It's a pleasure, Ms. Engawa."

"Well, perhaps I should get to know you better then. I'm from Nara, one of the older Japanese cities. I'm pretty much a high demon in the underworld...or whatever they believe nowadays. I Joined after I discovered I had these abilities. I'm taking this with me so it can dry before I hang it. You can follow me if you like."

Mentally, Shadow started to organize the informations in a "profile". It was simply his habit: He rarely used it, but he liked to possess the information, to observe the person. A higher demon could be an interesting acquaintance to possess...despite being a dangerous one.

"Well, I'm just a human. I joined so I could make part of the business easier, I guess. And I will follow you then, Ms. Engawa."

That cover had to be kept. It was a good one, justified the fact that people most probably never heard about him, and opened up future possibilities. Shadow hoped it would work as pretended.

[Charlia]

"No," she said quietly. "That's how I deal with you. I've had dreams about this, you know. Meeting you. But I never thought it would be real... that I'd be taking tea with the real Mad Hatter..."

I'm not even worthy of the name.

You just love damaging yourself, don't you?

Oh great! She's a stalker!

So what? I like 'em a little crazy.

Then they got layers...

Disney really has corrupted you...

Damn those American pigs!

The Hatter smiled and laughed. "Dreamed? Really! And here I thought little old me would be... More of a nightmare for... Certain people."

He leaned in to kiss her again. "Then again... You're not certain people. I can tell.... You're obviously the best kind."

He kissed her nose, and pulled back with a mad smile.

"The crazy kind!"

And now you take Alice's line...

You're just sad because she didn't kiss you when she said it, pretty boy.

"So the doctors tell me," she cracked. "And pretty much everyone else."

That's because you are crazy.

"Shut up, Amy. You know you love it."

Yeah. Yeah I do.

[Unified Free Lands]

Mercury

Mercury hadn't really considered that. "Er, I'm still not that good at flying, it's safer to just use a plane. And you could try, but I think we're supposed to use some kind of armor that the school developed, with jetpacks on the back."

She didn't show it yet, but she was quite impressed that Saira had made power armor, something that she had never gotten around to designing.

Tylee

"Just because we'd be dating doesn't mean you'd have to stick with one person... Polyamory is a thing, you know," Tylee said, getting more desperate. She considered trying to plant thoughts in Rachel's head but decided against it, because it hadn't ended well last time. Last time she tried that, she ended up getting attached and actually falling in love with Rachel, when she had really only planned to try to seduce her just to see if she could.

"Really? I mean... I could slap one on to the suit, but... I never did like the look of them, even in the game it's based on. Too bulky..." Saira said, shaking her head. "Why would I need to wear that school armor if I'm piloting?"

She frowned.

"Wait... Why would I need the power armor if I'm piloting?"

She sighed, disappointed.

"I guess you could bring it just in case, you might find a use for it," Mercury said, trying to cheer her up. "We should head to the hangar, though... The others are waiting for us so they can take off."

She then had an idea, and grinned. "I could pick you up and we could fly there, it should be faster than walking."

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

Oh great! She's a stalker!

So what? I like 'em a little crazy.

Then they got layers...

Disney really has corrupted you...

Damn those American pigs!

The Hatter smiled and laughed. "Dreamed? Really! And here I thought little old me would be... More of a nightmare for... Certain people."

He leaned in to kiss her again. "Then again... You're not certain people. I can tell.... You're obviously the best kind."

He kissed her nose, and pulled back with a mad smile.

"The crazy kind!"

And now you take Alice's line...

You're just sad because she didn't kiss you when she said it, pretty boy.

"So the doctors tell me," she cracked. "And pretty much everyone else."

That's because you are crazy.

"Shut up, Amy. You know you love it."

Yeah. Yeah I do.

"Hmm... Talking to yourself..."

The Hatter smiled.

"Another thing we have in common. I'm starting to like you more and more, even if you might be from a boring place."

"Really? I mean... I could slap one on to the suit, but... I never did like the look of them, even in the game it's based on. Too bulky..." Saira said, shaking her head. "Why would I need to wear that school armor if I'm piloting?"

She frowned.

"Wait... Why would I need the power armor if I'm piloting?"

She sighed, disappointed.

"I guess you could bring it just in case, you might find a use for it," Mercury said, trying to cheer her up. "We should head to the hangar, though... The others are waiting for us so they can take off."

She then had an idea, and grinned. "I could pick you up and we could fly there, it should be faster than walking."

"Okay! Oh, do you know if Poppy's there already? I haven't seen her in a few days..."

[Taigawa]

"Well, perhaps I should get to know you better then. I'm from Nara, one of the older Japanese cities. I'm pretty much a high demon in the underworld...or whatever they believe nowadays. I Joined after I discovered I had these abilities. I'm taking this with me so it can dry before I hang it. You can follow me if you like."

Mentally, Shadow started to organize the informations in a "profile". It was simply his habit: He rarely used it, but he liked to possess the information, to observe the person. A higher demon could be an interesting acquaintance to possess...despite being a dangerous one.

"Well, I'm just a human. I joined so I could make part of the business easier, I guess. And I will follow you then, Ms. Engawa."

That cover had to be kept. It was a good one, justified the fact that people most probably never heard about him, and opened up future possibilities. Shadow hoped it would work as pretended.

"Ah good. I am to take this display with me so as to avoid touching it myself. My lair, if it were, is around the corner." She then picked up the easel and began to carry it back to her room. "There was a rebellion a few weeks ago, so if you can defend yourself from such attacks, I bid you show me later. I personally...well...I ate someone who tried to break into my room. That's why I can use English instead of my native Japanese."