I. R. Shogun
Midnight Demon
I. R. sat uncomfortably in his desk, his hands had been shaking uncontrollably all day. He always got like this on the day of a fight. Ancy was the word, he just couldn't hold still. However tonight wasn't like every other fight. This was hell in a cage, versus probably the toughest guy he'd ever had serious stakes against. He'd made sure to sit in the front corner today, that way no one would get in trouble for his inability to focus. They'd only been in school for two days, and already he hated this class, although he chalked that up to his upcoming bout.
Geography, gah, of every class he wondered what use he'd have for, this was the most common. Oh well, at least it was simple. While the teacher wrote on the board he turned to look at everyone in the class. Lots of faces of people he either didn't know or didn't know too well, but two stuck out. Jnanee struck him first. She was one of the most naturally talented summoners at the school, though she still wasn't quite Dragn's caliber. Still, for some reason she seemed to be the target of a lot of interest. He'd always been curious as to why, every school had summoners, and while she was a nice girl, no one ever gotten kidnapped by a rival team for personality. Next was, of all people, the only one to ever knock him out cold, Firiath.
It'd been a while since they'd talked but Shogun had had a bit of a thing for her since shortly after they met. He wasn't sure why, but he assumed it had something to do with that day. He'd been walking down the hall, daydreaming a bit, when suddenly something hit him in the side of the head, hard. When he came too there was a circle of people staring down at him. They'd been so shocked by what had happened they hadn't thought to do anything about it. He heard some people crying, he'd assumed people were thinking he was gonna go ballistic. Asking what happened he was abit thrown when he heard he'd been knocked out, and it hadn't even been in a match. No one knew just what had happened, or if they did the shock had made them forget. Ever since then he'd been oddly fascinated by the girl. He shook the memory off, he needed to get his head in the game and prepare mentally for the match.
Geography, gah, of every class he wondered what use he'd have for, this was the most common. Oh well, at least it was simple. While the teacher wrote on the board he turned to look at everyone in the class. Lots of faces of people he either didn't know or didn't know too well, but two stuck out. Jnanee struck him first. She was one of the most naturally talented summoners at the school, though she still wasn't quite Dragn's caliber. Still, for some reason she seemed to be the target of a lot of interest. He'd always been curious as to why, every school had summoners, and while she was a nice girl, no one ever gotten kidnapped by a rival team for personality. Next was, of all people, the only one to ever knock him out cold, Firiath.
It'd been a while since they'd talked but Shogun had had a bit of a thing for her since shortly after they met. He wasn't sure why, but he assumed it had something to do with that day. He'd been walking down the hall, daydreaming a bit, when suddenly something hit him in the side of the head, hard. When he came too there was a circle of people staring down at him. They'd been so shocked by what had happened they hadn't thought to do anything about it. He heard some people crying, he'd assumed people were thinking he was gonna go ballistic. Asking what happened he was abit thrown when he heard he'd been knocked out, and it hadn't even been in a match. No one knew just what had happened, or if they did the shock had made them forget. Ever since then he'd been oddly fascinated by the girl. He shook the memory off, he needed to get his head in the game and prepare mentally for the match.
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