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Kotomine_Rin:
Costin

"Pft! Good one."

A smile grew brilliant as the moon, yet the throbbing in his fangs wouldn't cease. The music blasting in his ears was the only thing that could drown it all out. It was his nature. He sensed the tension in her muscles, the vibration in the air, the power swelling in her body before Nanako even released it. The kick hurried for him. Close... But with a single flick he let go and grabbed the other foot at the last possible second, only to slam her violently in the opposite direction. "But no cigar." He treated her like a whip. The impact sent the whole street trembling, while the shattered concrete and dust erupted in the air along with a shower of debris.

"Ah, what a beautiful night. How it brings me back, to that night."

Shirtless, Costin's expression was indecipherable, while the rubble kept raining down. The apostle's muscles were clingy, hardened, coiling over one another like an armor of flesh. But it wasn't the most striking aspect. It wasn't his ivory complexion, nor his demonic bloodlust. Covered by serpentine tattoos, hundreds of scars could barely be noticed. Yet their placement, their shape was nothing like the scars you'd expect a warrior to bear. The cruel way they shaped his body was enough to give someone pause.

Cooly, he let go of Nanako and reached for his pocket, exposing some sort of glassy substance that flowed through his fingers magically. Soon, his mana reshaped it to take the shape of a cup, which soon filled itself with wine.

"Can I help you? You must be the leader here." He took a sip of the nice alcohol, playing around with the cup's contents.



Lawrence

Lawrence followed her lead, but stood back and glared silently at the pale man. His fists were clenched to the point his knuckles might erupt from his hand, but he stood silent. The grail king, Phenex, Mab... all of his nightmares trembled like the notch of an arrow - ready for release.

His eyes turned to the headmaster.

YOLF:
The Headmaster

In the face of it, the hooded woman appeared as unflappable as ever as she took a mere two steps closer to the bestial man. But he couldn't miss the way her fingers twitched between the folds of her cloak, and how her brows were creased with an old severity when she tilted her head his way as if half-hearted greeting.

"Yes, you may," she said, clicking her teeth. More tired than wrathful, almost indulgently so, her voice did not instantly snap the thread of tension between them. "You are providing a terrible example for my students, and if that was all, I would simply invite you to leave. But either you are not cognizant of the harm you're causing, or you do not care, and that is not tolerable. Perhaps you are ignorant that there are better places to break yourself and others."

She chanced a look at the other person, engaged in battle with the fiend, withering with disappointment. The stones and bricks all around them vibrated in warning when she returned her eyes to the first perpetrator.

A mental call rang in Lawrence's head, a telepathic message through magecraft. 'Hold until it seems I cannot easily deal with this. If otherwise, go secure the area, professor.'

Panda:
Nanako

Even though she could see it coming, there wasn't all that much she could do about it. The feeling of being ragdolled around like that almost left her as breathless as the actual impact, the squirrel letting out a heated gasp as she was whipped through another wall. Hanging there in Costin's grip, she found herself face to face not only with the sculpted perfection of the man's body, but also strange, almost ritualized scarring covering most of his body.

Before she could ask about it, however, they were interrupted by someone new. Nanako yelped as she was unceremoniously dumped onto the rubble, pouting a little up at Costin as she lay there, her breathing a slightly labored and her body aching in all sorts of ways from the fight, even as her injuries healed. The rubble around her vibrated as the newcomer spoke, and despite the relative youth of the woman the withering gaze she fixed Nanako with spoke of someone older. Even as heated and wanting as the fight had left her, she winced a little under the stern gaze, looking away as she felt the rubble around her tremble.

She stayed where she was for the moment, biting the corner of her lip as she looked between Costin, the robed woman, and another newcomer with an array of cute and apparently angry pets. The trick with the wine drew a strange look from the squirrel girl, though knowing him there was a good chance of it being blood.

"R-right," she cleared her throat, "Guess we should, ah, get going then?"

Kotomine_Rin:
Costin

"Hahaha, give me a little credit. I knew that much, just didn't care. No point living life with worries like that, don't you know?" There was a purr in his voice when stretched his one arm, the tension rising dramatically with each shift of movement. It really felt like he'd attack any second, yet the blow never came.

"Noroc!"

Costin held the glass extended, and raised a proud toast to the lot of them. Proportionally to as much as Lawrence was glowering, Costin grinned cheekily. Especially when he turned to the 'headmaster'. That's when an arm came crawling back to him, floating in the air until it reattached itself creepily. Its as if time was flowing backwards all of a sudden, and it was pleasant enough it made him wanna stretch a little.

"I don't... pwahh... get to talk with cuts of meat close to my age often, so I'll play nice. Want to screw around or something? You sound like you want to get bent, might as well offer. Fight well enough and I might even leave some scraps for your students! So come, don't be shy. I want all three of you to attack me at the same time."

He stretched his arms out in invitation, grinning from ear to ear in a terrifying T Pose.

YOLF:
Headmaster

"I'm a strict educator, being stringent with credit is second nature." She chuckled drily. As long as he stood without a care of being a threat to the campus' occupants, nothing he would do could draw genuine mirth from that dubious, icy face. "And so far you've not persuaded me to give you an alternative. You can enjoy whatever you wish, but I have no reason to be complicit in your lack of consideration for your surroundings, or to overlook my duties on your account. We will fight if you do not retreat, but it will not be for enjoyment, and I will not weep if my means upset you."

She snapped her fingers, and with a series of booms around them, revealed that these means included massive featureless warriors reshaped from the rent cement, bent steel and cracked brick left in his wake, and yet more drawn from beneath them.

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