Follow My Lead;; Sharaku Quest.

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Ever since she had transferred to Eldritch Academy a few days before? Anything she partook in seemed dull and uninteresting at best to dangerous at its worst. Askel insisted she was being placed in higher society, a better train, but she just couldn't believe that, it was never better to take a Blood Devil away from where they were trusted to somewhere that so many doubted them, just like this. Even this body guarding gig felt like watching paint dry for her. Of course, feeling like she was doing nothing was most of her life. At least she knew there would be no surprises in store for her, ever. No one would actually send a 'thing' like her on a mission where real combat could occur, after-all she had been trained to not get involved instead of being taught to calm herself. 


"I suppose you're not horribly late." she would have been cross if she had to wait longer, but he didn't make her wait long as he could have, and that was what she had to think about, lest she consider taking some of his blood as consolation for being late. "If you need to shout for me at any point during the night, My name is Nyx." it was best he knew how to call for her if he needed her help to say get the little brat out of danger. "Askel forbade me from fighting but I'm strong enough to fly the target to safety should an assault occur." her wings fluttered slightly, a few people nearby flinching and focusing their eyes directly onto her. Nothing she wasn't adjusted to. "Lastly, don't ask me why the school sent me when I'm not allowed to fight, I have no clue." straight to the point she explained her side of things, letting him know that all he could rely on her for was flying the brat away should anything go wrong. "She's over by the snack bar if you want to hover." her wing slightly opened to point in the direction of the snack bar as she stood with arms crossed, glancing once more around the room.

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He at least seemed to be fairly good natured, just laxly scratching the back of his head in response to her comment on how he had arrived later than she believed he would. She knew some people who would over respond to such thing, which was just a pain for her! Unable to retaliate she just had to sit through people's fits until they were done or she could otherwise escape. 

"One would think so, heck I think so." Nyx really did not understand why she had been transferred expect for the greater security accessible on the on the Eldritch Campus but the fact they sent her out on this disproved that. Perhaps someone was trying to lure her into a false sense of freedom to see if she'd break from her conditioning. That was never going to happen. "But for some reason or another unknown to me, I was transferred to the academy." she really wished that there was some resemblance of sense to actions, but she couldn't make any sense out of anything going on involving her entrance into the academy or anything that followed. "I honestly think that it's some sort of test." not that it made sense to put others at risk by testing her in this way. "Like someone conditioning a rabbit not to eat a carrot and than putting a carrot next to it and going just out of sight to see if the rabbit will eat the carrot or not." she liked rabbits, they were cuddly and she'd been allowed to own a few growing up, though Askel got rid of them every time she got upset until she'd spent half the year with no sign of anger or upset of any kind. 


As he commented about stalking to close being awkward she shrugged her shoulders slightly but nodded in agreement. 


Time passed by slowly until eventually it was time for all of the dancing of the night, making it difficult to see anywhere in the room if one was not on the dance floor. "I suppose you still don't want to get too close?" she extended her hand in offer to see if he wanted to dance with her instead of their target to keep eyes on the other girl. "Promise I won't have to stand on your feet, though I can't promise not to step on them here and there, I only learned until someone realized dance competitions existed, so I haven't danced in years." the small girl would take a single step forward to be in front of him, waiting for his response.

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They tried everything that was possible under the sun to teach her to simply not care, but it had just never been possible. If she had been able to be conditioned into a shell? Than maybe Askel wouldn't have dropped her with the Academy, of course she didn't see any reason for him to abandon her regardless as she had excellent control for what she was. Clearly, this male had a dislike for the conditioning used on her kind to ensure they did not become dangerous to those around them, and having been conditioned from her first memory, she just could not understand why. "It's not pleasant, but I can understand why they do it to my kind." briefly her tail lifted to her lips, the young girl sucking something from it and seeming to calm further than she already was. Nyx had a harder time when surrounded by so many people, particularly politicians who were often knowingly corrupt. Even though she had only fed from a handful of people being instructed to always use blood packets, she hard a time resisting the urge to bite people who for one reason or another had a reason to feel guilty. Nyx didn't understand it and she was conditioned to not even try deciphering why she wanted to bite everyone here so badly. "If the dog bites, it's victim is more than likely going to live. Meanwhile from what I hear my kind get conditioning because if we go off that same way, it's more than likely we cause several dozen causalities at least. I wouldn't know myself, I'm adopted so I've never met another one of my kind and my father conditioned me from birth." she shrugged, clearly not as bothered about it as he was, for Nyx it was just the way life was, even if it was annoying as hell they would test her when she was doing so well. 

Apparently he didn't like the dance floor either. Sharaku just didn't seem to like anything did he? Oh well, it wasn't exactly as if she liked being here either so she didn't have any room to comment. "Oh come on, I'm not that short." The fact Askel still had her sitting in a booster seat meant nothing, absolutely nothing, she was perfectly sized, even if she had to look up at everyone since elementary ended, and some people even before that. "If you absolutely need, I can fly while we dance or you can just hold my wings instead of anything else." at this mention she folded her wings inward so that the tips of them came a good two feet above her own head. While he made his choice she'd walk backwards with his hand in hers towards the dance floor. If he needed her to fly? She was sure the bigoted dancers around them would give her the space, for fear her wings could somehow damage them.

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He was giving up any debate on the subject but likely not his views. Honestly, what confused her the most was people who assumed her kind could just live without the conditioning so close to all the species with hot blood running beneath their veins. Not that she had anything against cold blood, it had its own appeals considering all the blood she got was cold by the time she drank it. Manipulation was something she typically couldn't get behind, but she'd read text books and was well aware her kind lived as a mass army when they were not conditioned citizens. An army that did not fight for resources, pride or anything expect the thrill of shedding blood even if their own was shed? Was incredibly dangerous in her opinion, which meant any Blood Devil not conditioned was dangerous. Honestly from the outside it was such a pity she had been conditioned so heavily she had a slight distain towards her own species. 


"I think most people view it as a theory, both a fork and a sword can be used to kill someone, but the sword is a much more likely murder weapon because it's made for it." enjoying a conversation was a nice thing, since few people would hold such a long discussion which someone they knew was thinking about what their blood would look like outside of their body. Of course, maybe he didn't know she was thinking about how great it would be to bite into his neck and watch it stream down his throat with the aid of her venom. When he looked amused, she easily returned the expression though a much duller more muted version of it. 

Listening to him she provided a small smirk returning her wings to their normal position folded as much against her back as they could be with her small size. "I believe this is a foxtrot song." she had taken formal lessons briefly as an effort to get her interested in any hobby outside of things related to combat. However, in the end most hobbies had been deemed too competitive for her to partake in, too risky that she would grow a taste for winning. "Luckily this is one of the simplest ones." she laughed slightly, her right foot sliding back slowly, her left foot sliding back exceeding it before moving her right foot to the and quickly than placing her left foot against it. As the band played she kept her eyes trained to the room behind him, dancing offering a nice opportunity that allowed them to each take half the room at any given time, increasing their surveillance ability. 


Abruptly during the dance she took the in charge step, using her greater strength to make sure he turned so he was looking at the side of the room she had been scanning seconds ago. "Back corner, by the punch bowel." she whispered with her small body pressed close to him as she could with their height difference, so she wouldn't alarm anyone with her speech. "White Suite, back pocket, Is that a gun?" she only knew what tranquilizer guns looked like since she was sometimes shadowed by someone authorized to fire shots at her if necessary, but the flash she had caught of what was in that pocket looked a lot like the concealed tranq's she'd seen in the past, just there was no visible dart loaded instead it was a smooth side.  

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She flinched at his comment, a sword could be made into something else, it had to be able to become more. If things were really like that? She would have to go into the military, she'd have to let down Askel and anyone else who was fond of the fact she'd never been violent because her species was a sword. "You have to be wrong." After-all, if his speech was right, she was just a time bomb waiting to go off. Nyx wanted to be able to have a life, everything she heard told her that what her kind instinctively drew towards was not life but destruction. At least it was what he led her to believe, and she had no reason to doubt her father. 

After everything, she listened for his response and nodded slightly as he talked about getting closer to be more sure of things before considering anything. With that decision made she would let him set the tempo of the dance to get them closer, since a girl leading would look suspicious. 

He was so nonchalant as if it didn't matter if a monster ran lose in society or not! Oh he was infuriating her pupils dilating in her slight rising temper, wings going rigid. If he was paying attention? A man in the corner of the room drew a gun with a dart loaded into it, keeping it trained on her until the girls wings settled back to a normal placement. "For me yes it is. If I accepted myself, the things I'm conditioned to forget or deny?" her mouth opened a slight hiss coming from her throat as her tongue flicked against her top fangs before she regained composure again. Why was she continuing this conversation? He was an idiot! "My fangs would be in your neck." especially dancing with him her own blood was pumping faster than normal, only amplifying the images of how fast his had to be flowing beneath his skin. Would it be thin or thick if she bit into him? "Even talking now, I'm wondering how thick that skin of yours is." her hands would tighten as she fought to keep her claws off him, biting into her own lip hard enough to taste her own blood.  Better yet, what would he looked like without all that skin on top of his blood! 


"We should at least check it out closer." maybe getting off the dance floor would help with the urge to bite into him, or generally anyone she could get access to bare skin on. Of course, a Blood Devil didn't need bare skin, considering they could throw a car they could sure as hell bite through some clothing, of course she didn't know just how strong she was, yet.