(Alright)
Ryan was quiet as he walked through the halls. Suddenly, he was pushed to the ground, papers flying, his precious book falling from his hands as he stumbles. Instead of showing he was angry, he simply stood at the snickering kids, turning and punching the kid square in the face. "Came at me, punks." he says angrily, getting into defensive stance.
By the time Raziel got out of the bathroom, he saw what had happened. Ryan stood, surrounded, papers on the floor. He rushed over, body checking one of the kids so hard that he flew into the wall, the corner of a fire-extinguisher box drove into the small of the kid's back and he fell.
Raziel unzipped the back, elbows and cuffs of his themal, ready for a collision.
"Several of you sorry bastards, and two of us can lay you all flat? What's your excuse?" He half jested.
He looked towards Ryan.
"You okay pal?" He asked, sincerely, laying his hand on his shoulder.
Ryan nods, his staff in his hands, "Glad you could join the party." One of the kids had got him, and his lip was bleeding a bit. He looks at the two remaining. Without saying a word, he rushes forward, giving an angry yell.
The angel forsakes his kanabõ, leaving it where it is. Instead, his arm grows and shifts, stretching, elongating, growing more bestial until it was a very long, somewhat muscular pillar of twisted humanity, covered in thick black hair, and topped by razored claws. With it, he pushes the kid into a wall, knocking him mostly unconscious, and creating a small fissure in the wall. He looks towards Ryan, ready for whatever.
Ryan was standing over the kid, his eyes wide, "Fucker. Should have never messed with me." a darkness was surrounding his staff and hands. Demons.
Cicada felt a pull and suddenly was in the hallway with the angel and his human friend, "What the heck?"
(personal demons, but he can summon others with demon abilities, and since he hasn't mastered his gifts… hehe)
(Sweet. If you aren't okay I can delete it.)
(It's fine dude ^^)
(Great!)
A gale force wind shrouds the hallway, as those wings of Raziel's extend from his back and engulf the magician. Shielding the kid from him.
"Relax pal. It's fine." He said, looking towards the group of kids. They were cannon fodder. Barely superhuman at best. They were mostly unconscious, the one he'd dealt with had been bleeding mildly from when he nicked him with his claws.
Ryan was breathing heavily, falling to his knees. Power drain. He grew to weak from drawing so much energy. He falls sideways, his blue eyes fluttering open and closed. His breathing was uneven and shallow.
Cicada looked at the kid, "I was summoned. What the hell?"
She groaned and walked in front of him. She looked to the other kids, "Shoo."
Raziel retracted his wings, and deshifted his arm back to normal. He ran to the kid, kneeling down, and grabbing his shoulders. He checked his pulse and breathing for good measure. Even though he was obviously alive.
Ryan looks up at the other, his blue eyes dull. "I'm okay, just…" he takes a breath, "Over usage of power…" he mutters, his staff disappearing.
Raziel helps him up, gathering his papers, and the spellbook.
"You sure, buddy?" He asks.
He nods, trying to control his breathing as he leans against the wall. "Yeah…" he gulps, holding his head. Another migraine.
"Alright." He responded. "What class have you got?"
Cicada felt a small pain in her head. She guessed whatever the angel did wasn't foolproof, but at least it was manageable.
"Spells." He answers, pain pounding through his head. He takes his spell book with trembling fingers, nodding in thanks.
Raziel propped the kid up, so it would be easier to stand.
"Thanks Raziel." he says, smiling at the other. "I'll be okay." he says after a minute. "What class do you have next?"
(Is it an issue I'm starting to ship these two…?)
(No. It's not.)
Cicada watched the two boys, a little mad that she got pulled away from her charcoal.
((I've missed quite a lot, so idk what to do…))
"Next? Class has started!" The angel said. "But I have Magical History." He answered .
He looked back at the fire demon.
"What's up!?" He asked .