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Feb. 10th, 2017 08:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
doesitbotheryouThe morning of the first year practical exam was crisp, bright, and a little chilled. The students stood in their assigned groups outside Onmyo Prep while representatives of the Onmyo Agency completed the wards to ensure the safety of the simulated spiritual disaster. Soon enough all students were lead to their examination areas and told to stand at the ready while the Onmyo agents, exorcists all, cast the circles that began the test.
Touji stood with his calligraphic charms ready and looked across to gauge the readiness of his team and friends. Kyouko stood calm and composed, as always. Too think, not so long ago she resented Touji and Harutora for slowing down the class. Tenma seemed nervous, but had his charms ready. Quiet and shy, he had been the first to welcome them to the class (aside from Natsume). And finally, Harutora stood, hands trembling slightly as he reviewed his charms. Their circle would have been stronger had they had their five member, which would mean a representative for each element, but Natsume's familiar was too potent and would interfere with the simulation; too much a risk of something being drawn to the breach.
With a nod, the test began. The circles flared to life and a spout of miasma spawned into being within. Touji immediately cast twin charms to seal his side of the square, connecting with Kyouko and Tenma. A solid barrier, though across the way, Harutora fumbled one of his and it fluttered to the ground. Before he could bend to retrieve it, Tenma passed over an extra charm, which Harutora accepted with a grateful smile and triggered into life. Their circle was strong and stable, but a sliver of dread crept into Touji's heart.
Eyes darting, he looked for weak spots in their barrier, but found none. He looked to each of his friends next, but they all were focused and calm; well mostly calm, Harutora was still fumbling a bit. None of the Onmyo exocist agents seemed worried or concerned. All the spirit energy in the area was calm as well. What could have caused....he flinched at a sharp pain in his temple and cried out.
As if in sympathy to his pain, the miasma within their barrier expanded and pushed at their barrier. Surprised, and nearly down to three due to Touji's distraction, the barrier almost failed but they kept it up. The Onmyo agents started to stir, roused by something. Another flare of pain made Touji clutch at his head and cry out this time. He heard voices, Harutora's among them, but couldn't quite make out what they said.
Deep within, the old urge to violence bubbled and his blood began to boil. He wanted to slam his fists into the sidewalk and scream at his fortune. He'd been so close.
"Everyone, get away. RUN!" He yelled through gritted teeth. "Run!"
Before it was too late. Before he turned into the monster and made things worse.
Touji stood with his calligraphic charms ready and looked across to gauge the readiness of his team and friends. Kyouko stood calm and composed, as always. Too think, not so long ago she resented Touji and Harutora for slowing down the class. Tenma seemed nervous, but had his charms ready. Quiet and shy, he had been the first to welcome them to the class (aside from Natsume). And finally, Harutora stood, hands trembling slightly as he reviewed his charms. Their circle would have been stronger had they had their five member, which would mean a representative for each element, but Natsume's familiar was too potent and would interfere with the simulation; too much a risk of something being drawn to the breach.
With a nod, the test began. The circles flared to life and a spout of miasma spawned into being within. Touji immediately cast twin charms to seal his side of the square, connecting with Kyouko and Tenma. A solid barrier, though across the way, Harutora fumbled one of his and it fluttered to the ground. Before he could bend to retrieve it, Tenma passed over an extra charm, which Harutora accepted with a grateful smile and triggered into life. Their circle was strong and stable, but a sliver of dread crept into Touji's heart.
Eyes darting, he looked for weak spots in their barrier, but found none. He looked to each of his friends next, but they all were focused and calm; well mostly calm, Harutora was still fumbling a bit. None of the Onmyo exocist agents seemed worried or concerned. All the spirit energy in the area was calm as well. What could have caused....he flinched at a sharp pain in his temple and cried out.
As if in sympathy to his pain, the miasma within their barrier expanded and pushed at their barrier. Surprised, and nearly down to three due to Touji's distraction, the barrier almost failed but they kept it up. The Onmyo agents started to stir, roused by something. Another flare of pain made Touji clutch at his head and cry out this time. He heard voices, Harutora's among them, but couldn't quite make out what they said.
Deep within, the old urge to violence bubbled and his blood began to boil. He wanted to slam his fists into the sidewalk and scream at his fortune. He'd been so close.
"Everyone, get away. RUN!" He yelled through gritted teeth. "Run!"
Before it was too late. Before he turned into the monster and made things worse.
