[AQ] Tresspassers be Warned [Kazuki/Kouya/Admin]

[Kazuki]

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Stranger Danger
+ Description: A teen with a non-Seiyo uniform has been sighted watching the Sports Festival from the sidelines. He’s supposedly followed by an X-egg, and has been seen clenching an odd silver lock… what could it be?

+ Talk to him: +4 Guardians, +2 Faberge, -3 Roost

+ Ask him to leave: +2 Guardians, +2 Faberge, -2 Roost

+ Purify the X-egg: -2 Guardians, +4 Faberge, +4 Roost

+ Break the X-egg: -3 Guardians, -3 Faberge, -6 Roost, +6

+ Stop him by force: +2 Guardians, -2 Faberge, +4 Roost, +2

+ Requirements: Minimum Level 6, Tag for Admin to mod

It was painfully obvious to any onlookers that Mori Kazuki did not like the Sports Festival.  To him, sports were a waste of time outside of strengthening one's own body, and the triviality of such a large event had him bored out of his mind.  He was fit enough to run and strong enough to lift heavy objects, but the sheer effort of chasing each other around an open field with plastic was not worth his time.  He could be studying right now or helping those in need of assistance.  Even helping old grandmothers cross the street would be more interesting than watching yet another weak classmate of his fall on their face and sprain their who-knows-what.  Sighing louder than he should of liked, he turned away from the scene and headed towards the much less populated sidelines.  The bleachers were too noisy for someone like him and there was only so much he could take before he grew sick and tired of it all.

In truth, he'd spent the majority of the Sports Festival doing exactly what he did best - tracking down and breaking these ridiculous X-eggs.  He still didn't understand anything about them outside of how they were formed and how they were fixed.  He wanted answers and research, but every time he came close to having one subdued in his hands the cracked shells flew away, disappearing into the air as if they never existed.  It was driving his research into the ground and for once he wanted to find an egg attached to another person.  Maybe if he was able to question an individual with an X-egg he'd be able to better understand them.  After all, the stupid black sprites could barely speak more than a few discouraging words.

It wasn't until he was quite far away from the main crowds that he felt it.  It was a new sensation, one he had people explain to him so that he wouldn't lose his mind over it.  Just like his supposed sixth sense he'd received from his parents, he'd somehow developed a new 'egg' sense.  It tugged at his mind and when there were too many Hearts Eggs around he actually developed a serious headache.  Trying to feel the spirits of the dead and the sprites of people's wishes was tiring, but this one left him wandering closer and closer to the source.

He was almost positive he'd gotten all the X-eggs that didn't bother hiding from him so where was this new one coming from?  Clutching his head, he stumbled away from the fields and towards a mysterious figure in the distance.  Beside the strange boy was another of those black eggs, though this one remained untouched by him.  Well, he'd change that soon enough.

kouya

[kouya]

Kouya was there. He didn't know why and knew that it probably wasn't a good idea, but he was there. Part of the reason he bothered being surrounded by loud, annoying teenagers was because he wanted to see...Rai. Yeah. He needed to see Rai.

That wasn't entirely true and it felt like he was using her as an excuse again, but still. He didn't trust his own reasons for being there. In the crowd, no one would look at him close enough to recognize him. He didn't know when the last time someone bothered looking for him was, but Kouya knew one thing for sure. Amidst the fervor of the sports fest, he was safely forgotten. No one remembered that he was gone, which meant that this, this was safe.

Kouya watched the events with only half-hearted interest from the bleachers, too distracted by the fuzzy feeling that seemed to cloud him lately. It was like he couldn't think straight, as if there was something he was missing but couldn't even hear for. There was no way he could focus on whoever it was running the obstacle course. But there was...there was just too much noise. The students around him were shouting, the seat beneath him was rumbling, and, and it was too humid, too stuffed--he couldn't stay there. It was just impossible, he couldn't be there.

Kouya left as abruptly as he came. No one noticed him push his way through the crowded bleachers and down to the field. In his mind, Kouya apologized to Rai and Jisoo, but he just couldn't handle--Kouya stopped in his tracks. When the noise around him dimmed, he felt it. It pierced through the cloudiness in his mind and felt like it was calling to him. His feet moved on his own, moving to the outer rims of the crowd. The less people there were, the clearer it felt. He didn't notice the other student moving in the same direction as him. Kouya made it through the crowd and down to the sideline. There were only a few students milling about, but Kouya knew that whatever he felt was there.

And then he saw it. The black X-egg floated behind a student in...a familiar uniform. Kouya could care less for the egg. His attention was on the student. Something told him it was the same guy, the one from that time...He wasn't completely sure, but Kouya felt it in his bones. This was that yankee kid. The one that wanted to start shit on Seiyo grounds.

Kouya walked faster.
Juon

[Juon]

And so it was.

The student was clad in gakuran, the buttons undone. He was short, maybe 5'3", and his hair was bleached and spiked as his shoulders below slumped and his hands were shoved into his pockets. He had piercings in his eyebrow and both ears, the ones on his left ear twinkling viciously in the daylight. A lock hung from one of his belt loops, the chain stringing down loosely and clanging about itself.

Most notably, an X-egg floated over his shoulder. It wasn't doing anything, though, and though it gave off the usual brand of negative energy, it didn't seem to be... active.

They were just there--watching. Eyes scanning over the crowd, over the goings on. Watching from the sidelines with his empty eyes.

But he was quick to notice when some others approached them. One, a new face. Obviously a Seiyo student ditching the festival; nothing was more telling than the P.E. uniform. The other... familiar, and approaching at a much higher speed.

The student smirked at them both, but especially the familiar face, before he turned his gaze back over the festival beyond, offering:

"Have you figured it out yet? That you can't trust them."

[Kazuki]

As Kazuki approached the duo his headache wore off, his egg sense no longer needed to find the X-egg. It granted him some temporary relief while he surveyed the scene. From the uniform it was painfully obvious the kid wasn't from this school, though next to someone as tall as him the student seemed no older than a middle schooler. Could there possibly be someone shorter than his ex at this school? He laughed at the thought, a taunting chuckle of amusement that left a wide smile on his face.

"I didn't know there was a party at this event! If I'd known there was a big x-egg meet up I would have brought something to the potluck..." He was unlucky enough to not have some sort of weapon on him, but if what his egg told him was true he wouldn't need one. As it was, the little fox guardian floated out of his back pocket and sat peacefully on the student's shoulder. His piercing eyes zoomed in on the black egg, the guardian licking his lips slightly while his five tails waved in the air. He looked like a wild animal eyeing his next meal but stayed silent where he sat.

The arrival of the other boy was a surprise though. Kazuki knew he wasn't exactly a returning student but this kid was a complete stranger. That peculiar headache was starting to return and Kazuki narrowed his eyes. He definitely felt an egg on the other but didn't see any sort of X-character or guardian floating around. If it came down to it, he was hoping he could trust the other to protect his otherwise frail bones from being completely pulverized by this visitor that had the audacity to smirk at him.

That was his thing after all!

"Do you two know each other or something?" Kazuki asked, eyebrows raised as far as they could go. What was this like the weird angsty kids convention he walked into or something? He might look like a punk but he was still a good student. If they were going to have a stare-off of who looked the most rebellious he had zero intention of staying.

[kouya]

Kouya's expression remained stony when the other student spoke. Whatever he was thinking of before was gone, any thoughts about the sports fest or Rai or even Jisoo were gone. The only things in sight were this gakuran guy and the other student.

From the corner of his eye Kouya could see the guardian that emerged from who knows where with the student. It didn't occur to him that his egg's been silent for weeks now, but then again, it's been a hectic time since last he heard Ryoji's usual screeching. It didn't occur to him at all, but he did imagine that this guy's guardian meant he was caught up in the whole egg mess too. Honestly speaking, Kouya didn't know much about the situation at all. Yet here he was.

Before he spoke, Kouya clenched his fist and stared down the gakuran punk. Without moving his gaze, he spoke in a gritted voice that cracked from weeks of silence:
"Who are you."

Kouya ignored what both of them said before, but the question he asked was directed at the both of them. His eyes stayed trained on the ominously floating X-egg even as the crowd behind them erupted in another cheer for the teams. He only finally broke the stare when he turned to look at the student with the guardian, studying him. The tension between the three was palpable, as every muscle in Kouya's body was tensed and ready to spring as soon as either of them tried anything funny.

[Juon]

Did they know each other? That certainly was a question, wasn't it; the student just shrugged in the general direction of the newcomer, the hollow smirk still present upon his face. As his shoulders dropped to their previous limp posture, his eyes trailed slowly back to the fluffy hot-headed one as he addressed them--both of them, it appeared.

The smirk grew a little wider. It was a smirk devoid of emotion, simply a line pressed into his face, but it seemed smug nonetheless.

"A friend... maybe," he responded simply. "I don't smell your egg this time. Are you rid if it yet? Or did it turn... rotten," then came his question, as he turned his blank stare up a little more squarely to shoot through him.

His head rolled over to the newcomer, fixating heavily on the Guardian Character that had appeared and floated up to his shoulder. The smirk stretched a little bit more.

"Hmmm... and you've got a fresh one," was his remark. His focus had shifted so heavily upon that Guardian Character that the newcomer might as well have not even had a face to speak to. "I can dispose of that for you, if you want."

[Kazuki]

Compared to Kazuki's somewhat devious smile that never really seemed to leave his face, this boy was empty. His smirk was a poor imitation of a real person's, the lines drawn thin but never reaching anywhere else. He seemed to be almost a puppet on strings, head rolling around like a broken ball joint. Did he seriously smell eggs? What a weirdo, at least he didn't do that. He just cracked them, scrambled them up a little to make a nice quiche for Sunday brunch.

Obviously the other kid didn't have an interest in talking to him. He had a small interest in Akira, but otherwise both of them had trained their focus on that glorious X-egg. Kazuki couldn't help but wonder if this guy was the same as him, an egg-breaker looking to fulfill a goal. He sighed, pulling at the high collar of the track jacket he wore.

As it was Akira remained silent, rolling on his back to stare at the X-egg upside-down. His tails now pressed against Kazuki, wiggling excitedly like a dog ready to fetch a bone. The student shrugged his shoulder up, lifting the little guardian and forcing him to roll back over to grab on.

"I mean, you can have him if you'd want. I'd keep him in a pen though, like a hamster cage. He tends to get a bit messy when he's bored. Animals, am I right?" He rolled his shoulder back down, little Akira losing balance from the sudden movement and tumbling into his hands like a small cotton ball. He held up the guardian, dazed and now sleepy as he tried his best to snuggle into the student's palm.

"You know, you really shouldn't play around with expired eggs," Kazuki said, motioning towards the X-egg while he gently placed Akira atop his hair. The black was a stark contrast to the bleached orange but the guardian looked content dozing off as high as he could possibly reach, "You might get sick. How about we trade, an egg for an egg?"

[kouya]

When none of them answered his question, or at least, gave a satisfactory response, Kouya held his tongue and watched. He tried not to react to the stare that the guy gave him, though Kouya still couldn't help but avoid any direct eye contact. It felt too much like the gakuran guy could see everything Kouya was hiding if he stared long enough. When the guy mentioned Ryoji, Kouya stiffened. Gone rotten? Lost? He...he couldn't answer back.

So instead, he flicked his eyes towards the one with the guardian.

What was that guy thinking? An egg for an egg? Either this guy had no idea what the situation was or...

"You're not gonna try curing that thing?" He asked it abruptly and sharply, nodding in the direction of the egg. He didn't know how much the whole curing thing worked yet, but everyone else seemed to know how to do it.

"We're supposed to get rid of X-eggs."

[Juon]

"Animals," the stranger echoed, though there was a quizzical note in his monotonous voice, and he stared back to the newcomer's face as if he had three of them. Animals, really. Was that how all of them saw them? As animals? That was interesting. Or, well, it didn't exactly interest him, but it was certainly information he didn't know before. And that was something.

The familiar face seemed to be trying to talk some sense into the other as a trade was proposed. A good, fine egg for a corrupted one, so it could be cured? That was funny. That was real funny, if it was actually what the intention behind the trade was. His lips twitched as if he were about to laugh, but ultimately there were none to be uttered, and he simply continued to stare between the two of them with a dead amusement.

Finally settling back on the idiot that had made the offer, he turned it down, smirk never faltering. "Sorry, I like my eggs expired," was his reasoning. "But if that one ever goes rotten, then we've got a deal."

A pause, and the smirk twitched again. "The one I've got now's plenty useful, anyhow."

[Kazuki]

Finally it seemed as though the third boy was speaking to him though his words caused nothing but a strange, wide eyed look and a curling grin from Kazuki. He laughed, politely covering his mouth with one hand as he leaned backwards and looked to the sky. He dazed at it dreamily for a moment before speaking again.

"Of course I'm not going to cure it....." his words trailed off as he folded his hands behind his back, straightening up and glancing at the two with a content smile. "No no no, I'm going to break that black egg. I am going to crush it however I can, with whatever I can, and watch it crumble and disappear."

It was almost silly that these two really thought he was part of that group, that happy-go-lucky 'save the school' mess of vagabonds. He was so much better than them after all. He had plans, big plans, and this poor little punk was only a tiny speck in the larger picture.

"You see, you've fallen into some sort of despair or corruption, or really however you'd like to call it. Even if we cure you, that black little hole is always going to exist in your heart and unfortunately render you completely unimportant. You're weak, you actually managed to let yourself sink that far. Now all you can do is come to another school's sports festival to bully people," He made a 'tsk'-ing sound with his mouth, wagging his finger at the other as he shook his head, "You're nothing anymore. In the grand scheme of fate you don't matter, and so I'm going to wipe you out. You might think that little thing floating next to you is useful, but you? You're worthless."

He turned his attention to Kouya, not even sparing the stranger a second glance as he clapped his hands together. "There's more than one way to get rid of an egg after all."

[kouya]

So he wasn't one of them. He wasn't one of the ones spouting nonsense about friendship and saving everyone. He wasn't one of those holier than thou egg freaks. Something in Kouya stirred, like the guy's logic was the only thing that made sense.

He remembered watching the first egg break in the infirmary. It wasn't an X-egg but...it was broken already. There was no point saving it. Like this guy and his X-egg. It made sense.

"He's right," Kouya said quietly, agreeing with Kazuki's logic.

There was more than one way to get rid of a bad egg.

But if they, assuming Kouya could trust Kazuki, were going to get rid of the egg, Kouya wanted to know more about the stranger.

"Is that egg even yours?" He asked, directing the question to the x-guy.

The crowds around them were going silent, or at least, neither of them noticed the growing silence. It must've been close to the end of the first round of events. But still, the student body didn't seem to notice the trio.

[Juon]

"Nah... nah, I don't think I have," he answered the newcomer, his smirk dropping and the true lack of life in his face coming through. "No corruption in me. Quite the opposite... I'm freed."

Shifting his weight to the other foot, he finally removed his hands from his pockets, shrugging them as he opened his arms. One of them seemed to gesture to the X-egg, which continued to float dormant just behind him, continuing to let off its dark energy. "And, y'know, I like to free people, too. But sometimes you've got to take opportunity when it presents itself to you, am I right?"

Letting his arms fall again, he shoved them back down into his pockets and pushed his weight back, before looking to the familiar face at his following question. There was no initial response, his face twitching again, until it shifted into a much larger expression, moreso than anything he'd shown so far.

He grinned a grin that beamed across his entire face, but there was still nothing behind it. The void of his eyes turned even more piercing as his cheeks pushed them up and his chin lifted, only for him to stare down at them both with them.

"Nah."

[Kazuki]

Kazuki stood stunned at the tall boy's words and confused at the strangers. First of all, someone actually agreed with him. At this school that was a first and he felt himself get all warm and happy inside at the thought of it. Maybe this generation wasn't completely lost after all. There might be others like him, others willing to see the truth behind these x-eggs and the depravity the world was falling into. He quite liked the idea of a little band of misfits all working together to save the world from the do-gooders!

As if. Still, this boy would be useful if things got violent. He might have been half a foot taller than the other but he didn't want to get punched! He'd already had his fair share of bruises taking one for the team, he really was done with this whole sports thing.

What the other had said.... could he be implying his own egg was broken? He'd never actually seen someone whose egg had been broken before, only the person before and the egg after. If what this guy was saying was true, then he'd already been dealt with by someone else. Well, that made this entire experience all that much less interesting.

"Ew," Kazuki managed to say, looking the boy up and down as if he went from a beaten slave to a rotting piece of meat. At least a slave actually did work, this boy was finished before they'd even begun. "Well, that's even more disappointing then. Guess I don't have to worry about... whatever you are getting in my way. What are you anyway? A bad American cosplayer or something? What's with the whole gakuran look too, this isn't the 90s you know."

Didn't he know plaid was in? "If you want this little guy, you can have him. I really don't care either way, I just want to break that egg."

[kouya]

That answer...surprised him. Kouya didn't even know it was possible to keep someone's egg around like that, let alone someone else's X-egg. But on the other hand, he didn't look corrupted. Like the gakuran guy said, there was no actual corruption. He didn't look like Eli that one time or the other X-egg. There was none of that bad energy surrounding him. Instead, he just looked...Hollow? Empty? There was no way to put an exact word to it.

Now, Kouya wasn't going to start jabbing at his outfit like Kazuki was. He did not, in fact, know that plaid was in right now. He did know that freed must have meant...His own egg was broken. It took Kouya a moment of paused silence to realize the connection, but a broken egg? That would explain everything he was saying about "freedom". 

There was nothing they could do for him. Kazuki was set on breaking the X-egg, and the gakuran guy...Something told Kouya that he was trying to spread his "freedom". Under normal circumstances, Kouya wouldn't care. He didn't care about what Kazuki wanted to do with his own egg, and he didn't care about fixing the stranger. There was no point fixing someone that was already broken. 

"He's from a different school," Kouya answered Kazuki, giving a vague nod at the uniform, the same one he wore the last time they met, "And we need to break that egg."

That was the second time Kouya agreed with Kazuki that day. Following Kouya's logic, though, breaking the egg gave him an excuse to beat this guy's annoying face in. He was tired of looking at that shit eating smirk.

[Juon]

The newcomer went ignored; he was just spitting words at him that didn't mean a damn thing. Instead of listening, he just rolled his shoulders, removing his hands from his pockets again to push them back one at a time, as if he were stretching them out in preparation in case anything were to come about in the coming moments. He wasn't unprepared, if anything.

"MMMMM, can't let you do that," he uttered, swinging to shift his weight to one foot, swinging an arm across to let the other fold over it and continue stretching. "At least not before I finish what I came for."

Sighing then, he switched arms before starting to walk, aiming to head right between them and out in the opposite direction they were facing; it appeared that these two weren't going to be worth his interests any further, and so he'd go about his business on his own. They were boring.

He paused though, as he reached them, standing in the space between their shoulders, before he raised a finger from both hands.

"... Unless you'd like to help me. I mean, you are Seiyo kids, after all, so you could probably help me out here."