[BCOLOR=transparent] Yin, [/BCOLOR]like a crashing satellite, witnessed first the girl beside Pandora move out of his way, followed by Pandora to his own discomfort. Damn it Yang. I've gotten rusty over the summer thanks to you. I should've came out more. So you would go on another rampage and murder thousands of innocents again? Your point being? Yang's thoughts faded away in his mind, the boy he shared his body with seeing that there was obviously no point to arguing. "Hmph" Yin closed his eyes, and spread his arms wide to slow the rate at which he fell, accepting that he'd failed in the initial surprise attack on Pandora. Plan B now. I suppose I could move to the side, maybe jump off the school and approach from another angle. His mind started shooting off ways to escape Pandora's tail that lay beneath him. His eyes were determined though, dead set on the plan he'd selected. He could hear the sound of his own voice rushing past his ears, "Suprise!" As it caught up with him, the noise falling to the ears of those beneath him. He hit Pandora's tail with a loud thud, shocked at how it managed to absorb his downward force from his celestial fall. He assesed the damage it caused him, Broken ribs, ruptured spleen, internal bleeding... He noted every condition he'd received from the catastrophic fall. However, even as he noted each of the damages, his body began to quickly repair them, much faster than any normal being. Had he been able to process pain, he would've been keeled over, gasping for air, or dead. As it stood, he simply hung in Pandora's tail, a crazed look in his eyes as he twisted his neck to look at her, "Just as perceptive as ever I see."
Immediately after his sentence, he swung his head around, using his strength to twist himself so that his teeth grew close to her tail before snapping down with his jaws, with enough force to tear through steel. Plan B. I've got you now! But the disappointing click that his teeth made when they hit each other, and the feeling of his feet hitting the ground sent a wave of shock through his system, What, why would she put me down? That makes no sense! In frustration he angrily kicked the ground, kicking up a wave of dirt and leaving a deep gouge in the ground below him. He turned his head, having heard another voice boom into his ears, a large male. He stared at the man, rage boiling up inside him, but after seeing that Pandora was talking to him, Yin averted his attention to the girl Pandora had been talking to, Midna. "Hmph" He ground his teeth together, sneering at her and glaring with a look of sheer contempt "Nice to meet you." The corners of his mouth twisted upwards into a creepy smile, "Nice to meet you she says." He took a step towards her, noticing for the first time the wind blowing onto his skin. Pandora's tail had ripped a strip of his sweater off, right below his chest, which was motionless, as if he wasn't breathing at all. He ignored this, instead continuing to glare at Midna, "I can assure you, it's not nice to meet me."
Slowly walking towards the group, Brutus looked stern and intimidating. He practically had to look straight down to look at each of them. His eyes were steely, and his arms were crossed. His mouth was frowning slightly.When he heard Pandora's words, his expression remained stern and serious. But slowly, as he realized what it was that had happened, the corners of his lips grew upwards, and he released a deep hearty chuckle, "I think I get it now." His expression lightened up, and when he was close enough to them, he stopped and looked at each, assessing them. "Say, you all look like you could handle yourself in a fight." He took note of each of their combat advantages, wings, tails, claws, everything. "The name's Brutus." He crouched a little and held out a massive hand to Pandora, "Though if you know anything about the er, "groups" around here, you'd probably already know that." The people behind him began to fill in the space that they'd given him, since he was no longer a threat to them anymore.
King, while listening to the girl, had once again gone to studying her features, namely staring at the pair of ears on top of her head, fascinated by them. As he processed what she said, his head immediately returned to staring at her eyes, for what she said had piqued his interest, "Mean? You?" He shook his head, and began to circle her, taking long slow strides, with his hands clasped together behind his back as he walked, all the while keeping his eyes placed on her, "Does an irritation for the flaws of others really make you a mean person? I don't believe so, my dear. If that were the case we'd all live in the stone age because no one would be irritated by the difficulties of life. Yes, it's irritation that makes the world advance further. Even more than that, it's through irritation that we advance as humans, our personalities, our traits. Though no one likes the one who is easily irritated, it is that person alone who is the greatest asset to the world, so more than being mean those people are..." he began to philosophize, but caught himself, slowly drifting off. He released a small laugh, "My apologies if that sounded confusing. Just a little insight from a stranger." He'd stopped pacing around her, having returned to the place he'd started after doing a full lap, "Though you do intrigue me. Has your mind not already told you that I'm a dangerous man? It's not hard to tell, though I try to hide it. Why have you not run off already?" His head was again leaning to the side, as it did when he was curious.
