Crest
His head was throbbing; he could feel his heart beating in his skull. It seems that… whatever that was still had some after effects. But he blinked as Caedia stepped around him, and so he turned. That’s when he saw Aki, blade in hand and magic in the other. His eyes widened in shock as the ‘ribbons’ seemed to suddenly move with more agitated movements… almost as if they were alive.
He glanced at the ribbons dancing around his arms, and realized he couldn’t risk drawing his weapons with this, he remembered the first time he used rejection of matter, he remembered how dangerous something like this could be if he was too hasty.
And so he did the only thing he could, he stood there, lowing himself into a ready stance. Even without weapons… he could do something, right?
And then he saw it, the door behind Aki, on the other side of the girl named Rebeca, who now slept on the floor. And his eyes hardened, as he waited for his chance.
Suiren
There was silence, the only thing that could be heard were the ambient sounds of the city. Honking cars, the incredibly soft shuffling of the masses of people, it was too cold for the crickets; it was too cold for anything else to make a sound. That’s why when the floor began to crack around them, around the pair of Master and Servant, it was obvious.
“-ght,” Suiren mumbled something, “-o right,” She said again, with her voice rising at the end of it. And then the light, the sparking light that appeared around her so much began, arcing from the ground to her fists.
But… something was wrong.
“He has no right!” Her voice’s volume rose, but something was mixed into it, almost like echoes that came from all around. But... she did not seem to be angry. And the cracks continued to form, an abnormal pressure was placed on the area, pushing down on all things that where there, and the building groaned.
The light continued to arc, that mysterious, brilliant, light that enraptured anyone who saw it. That mysterious, captivating, and uncontrolled silver light.
And then all of a sudden the light was replaced, the golden color appear once again, almost as if it broke free of whatever held it back. And then the pressure vanished.
Suiren did not face Butler. She did not even seem to acknowledge what just happened. “I need some time to myself. Do what you please.” She told… no, commanded him as she walked to the edge.
And then she took one step off and fell, vanishing into the night.
