Mad Scientist School

[Demonic Repentance]

Ami leaned to her ear and whispered, "Akuma... demon." She swung back up into the tree. "We have our suspicions for good reason."  

[Vampchick6]

Cassi, hands in her pockets, meandered aimlessly down the path winding through some of the trees surrounding the school. God, I'm bored...she thought to herself as she kicked a stray rock out of her way.  

[Demonic Repentance]

Zach glared at Ami. "You said too much, Ami-chan."  

[Time_Continues]

Elena looked at Zach, "What does she mean 'demon'?"  

[Demonic Repentance]

"Nothing!" He hissed.  

[Time_Continues]

Elena cringed away, "Sorry..." She murmured quietly.  

[Demonic Repentance]

Zach sighed. Reaching up and lightly touching her face, a thought was projected to her. I'll tell you later, if you really want to know.

A smirk rested on Ami's lips.  

[Vampchick6]

For a few moments Cassi paused, tilting her head. She could've sworn she'd heard voices just a little farther ahead. Picking up the pace, she decided to go investigate.  

[Time_Continues]

Elena blushed a faint pink and stared down at the ground at Zach's touch, "It's obvious you don't want to tell me..."  

[Demonic Repentance]

His touch turned into a caress. "Quite the contrary," He murmured, "I'm actually fine with telling you..."  

[Time_Continues]

Elena looked up at him slightly, "You don't even know me. And just a minute ago you were hissing at me."  

[Walt-J-Rimmer]

Herbert passed them, mumbling to himself like he always does, pauses, "Careful, unknowns are dangerous. But what's even more so, are when you want to know them and they seem all to happy to oblige." He continued on to the mansion mumbling.  

[Vampchick6]

Cassi had just been about to find who the voices belonged to, when she felt that prickle of uneasiness run up her spine again. Letting the handles of her knives slide down into her hands, she stepped through the bushes and found the little group.  

[Demonic Repentance]

Something shot out and flew through Herbert's shoulder. Zach grimaced. Returning his attention to Elena, he muttered, "You're... different... than most people. You're making my mood shift so often..."  

[Walt-J-Rimmer]

Herbert looked. He popped it off and put his real arm through the sleeve. He mumbled, "One of my last fake arms..." Then he went back to what he was doing.