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Started May 21, 2020 by @PrettyLittlePyro

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"Don't have the money to." Sebastian leaned back in his chair, seemingly confident in himself.
"I was considering not going at all, but my ma talked me into it."

"Fair enough." Arowen sent him a grim smile. "Something you should know beforehand. Don't mess with anyone you can't handle. Usually, they'll have backup. Find your own friends, stay with them for protection. You might survive that way."

"Sounds like solid advice," Sebastian said. "But I'm sure I'll be able to keep out of trouble. Besides, I'm sure I can handle myself." Not a lie- his weapon was technically his, even if the weapon did all the fighting.

"Someone's confident." Arowen turned back in her seat, facing forward again. "Well, that's always a good thing. Good luck, newbie." She needed to find out what it was about him that was so powerful.

(Time skip? To lunch time, maybe?)

(Sure!)
Sebastian made his way to a seat with his food, keeping to himself. Arowen had been the only person he had really talked to since he had come her, but he didn't mind that. His familiar and his weapon were all the company he needed.

Arowen sat in the corner of the cafeteria, on a table where no one else sat. She was engrossed in reading. But what she was reading was… interesting. She was reading a textbook, turning the pages and eating up the content as if it was pure gold. She didn't even look at anyone else.

Unfortunately for Arowen, her table was the only one with no other people, and she was someone Sebastian has talked to. He sat down on the other side, diagonal from her and giving her as much space as possible. His familiar sat on his head, tail flicking at his nose occasionally. He glanced over at what she was reading, raising an eye eyebrow a little bit saying nothing. There must have been a reason she was in college, and it seemed it could very well be her having a thirst for knowledge. Sebastian has nothing against that, so he said nothing.

Arowen felt the familiar pulse of power, and looked up when someone sat at her table. She raised an eyebrow. “I hope you’re not going to follow me around just because Intalked to you.” She slammed the textbook shut. The title was Weapons and Their Levels. “Do you need something?”

"Just a place to sit alone. It has nothing to do with you." Sebastian made no move to continue the conversation, turning to his food.

"There are other places," she said, rolling her eyes. "That aren't in this room. The courtyard, for instance. The dorms. The road. You could literally eat anywhere else, but you had to choose over here."

"I wanted to stay in the cafeteria," Sebastian countered. "Because I'm going to get food several more times. I need to eat a lot. And this table is the least crowded." Sebastian leaned back a little, his familiar yawning.

Arowen rolled her eyes. "Fine. Whatever you say. After all, people are dangerous, and you should never be around them." She pulled her food closer to her and opened the book back up.

Sebastian had been ignoring Arowen by this point, eating his food. People were dangerous, but so was he. He ate quickly, getting up and leaving. Just like he had said, he soon came back with another plate of food.

(What if there's a note in the book about a mysterious weapon that appeared to a boy that had never been seen before and the boy refused to explain it?)

(Ooh, sure!)
(Also, I feel like there should be some point soon when both of them have to show their "trump cards.")

Arowen continued to scan the book. There was nothing, so far, that showed even the trace of a clue about the weapon of the man in front of her.
Then she saw it.
The only trace of a Red level weapon since the Great War four centuries ago was shown recently. A few years ago, a boy had his weapon power tested for Level Red. He refused to explain what the weapon was, and refused to give his name. He since vanished, and no trace has been found again.
There! That sounded about right. She looked up at Sebastian as he returned. "What's your weapon?" She asked him.

(definitely. It will be interesting)
Sebastian looked up when Arowen addressed him.
"It's nothing special," he said, not actually answering her. "It isn't that high level."
Liar, his familiar whispered in his ear, but stayed quiet after that.
"Why?"

(Now we just need to figure out what… maybe an attack on the school?)

"I… see." She sounded skeptical. He had a level 10 power. She hadn't ever seen that before. No one, no one, was this powerful. His familiar wasn't that powerful, she could tell. So it must be his weapon. He must be the guy that was written about in the Red section.
"No reason."

(oo, good idea!)

"Okay then." Sebastian shrugged a little, returning to his food. If Arowen asked to see his weapon, they had a back up plan. He would just show up as a dagger, nothing fancy or too dangerous. Kept people from being suspicious.

(Okay!)

She pursed her lips and continued to read, looking for any information on the Red weapon… when the alarms started to ring.

Sebastian had just sat down with his third tray of food when the alarms went off. He jumped back to his feet, looking around.
"What is that?" He asked, not sure what the alarm was for.

"The alarm." Arowen had already summoned her dagger. There was no way she was letting her familiar out until she knew how bad it was. "The school is under attack. Why, how, I don't know." She followed the stream of students outside.

Sebastian summoned his weapon as well, making sure he was a dagger as well. The threat was unknown at this time, so there was no need for them to blow their cover. He made his way outside, following the crowd for the most part.

A group of masked and robed people, each with a level orange weapon or familiar, at least, surrounded the school. "Submit, headmaster," one of them said, his voice projected to echo throughout the area. "And you might live. No matter how many Oranges you have. You are outnumbered one hundred to one. You will never escape."

Arowen scowled. Things like this happened a lot, but this was the first time they had brought reinforcements. A gas started to pour from little bombs that the people threw, and students collapsed when they breathed it in. She recognized this gas. It was a type of sleeping draft, designed to knock out anyone below the Orange level. This really was serious, then.

Shit. This was bad. Too many students were dropping, and more importantly this was blowing Sebastian's cover. He slept moved away from Arowen, hoping she didn't see him not collapsing. He gripped his weapon tightly. They might actually have to fight, and that was bad.

Only about three other people were standing, including Sebastian, the new guy, which Arowen wasn't surprised about.

"Never!" The headmaster called wearily. "I know what you want. And you're not getting it."

"Then we will attack." The robed figures summoned their weapons and familiars and started to attack the building.

Double shit. They were going to have to fight. Sebastian turned to the closest enemy, throwing his dagger. Halfway there, it transformed into a man, about the same age as Sebastian. On his arm was a strange contraption, a shield gauntlet with spikes coming out at several points. He stabbed the man, killing him, before dashing back to Sebastian for orders.