[1v1] Night Prowler (Roch & Titus)FIN

[Ice Queen]

The classroom was a bit... strange. There were rugs hanging on the wall, and chairs and beanbags scattered around. Musical instruments, a piano, a handful of guitar amps, all of it was stacked in one of the corners. There was a table not set up on the ground, and two beanbag chairs behind it. On the table there were papers piled up, covering the entire surface, and a pen in the middle of it.

On one of the beanbags on the other side of the table was a tallish punk boil with a purple mohawk. He was sound asleep, draped over the beanbag, his head at a slightly strange angle, drool trickling down his chin. He looked as if he was well into deep sleep, his breathing shallow and steady.  

[Inu-Mitsu]

Titus was still becoming familiar with the layout of the school finally moving inside the buildings to map out the interior to figure out where classes might be. Not that he really wanted to attend classes but he wasn't given much choice. He was stuck at this school until otherwise noted and his father expected to see some sort of progress or the demon would risk punishment.

With a sigh he peeked inside a room to see what it contained. Mostly the norm, desks, chairs, blackboard. Moving on. He did this to several rooms though he merely started peeking in at random. Some of the rooms were different he had noted, like the nurses office and a few others but a lot of them all looked the same.

He had just peeked into another room expecting to see the same thing that he had been when his eyes caught the music equipment in the back corner. Curiosity pulled him through the door, his ears catching the sound of steady slumber. A grin immediately tugged at the corner of his mouth looking around for the poor victim of the day, his eyes finally settling on Roch lounging over his beanbag chair. At first, Titus looked disgusted. Yet another reaper. The entire school was infested with reapers. Did the school not realize?

He might have left but the opportunity was too good to pass up. The poor b*****d was dead to the world and if anything Titus loved to ruffle up a reaper or two. Leaning against the wall by the door Titus focused on Roch for a moment before he closed his eyes focusing in on his own mind. It took him a moment to enter dream space his eyes going to the one and only pathway within a close distance. That had to be the one so Titus followed it wondering what kind of dream the punk reaper was having.  

[Ice Queen]

Fire was the first thing to be noticed. Green flames were all around, licking over the walls of the ramshackle building they were inside, dancing over the floor. It looked like the reaper was having a nightmare already, shockingly enough, but it didn't FEEL like one.

"Those jackin' scrags got me again!" a young voice bellowed from in front of the night creeper. Something went flying past Titus's head, slamming into the wall behind him. "Where is he? Come out come out wherever you are, you candlejackin' pyro!!"

The boil--and he looked to be a scareling, since he was about four and a half feet tall, stepped into view. He had a guitar in his hands, the body propped over his shoulder. And he seemed to not even notice the flames he was walking in.  

[Inu-Mitsu]

As the dream grew in clarity, Titus eyed the green flames with a quirked brow. The voice calling out didn't seem to be particularly panicked so while this might have been a nightmare setting it was far from being such. He would have to change that.

And then his host arrived and Titus had to sigh. Kids, always kids. What was it with people and clinging desperately to their childhood? Was being a kid all that great? Titus didn't think so. They were weak and often smelled odd.

"Oi, pip-screech," Titus called to get the little brats attention, his taller form of six two easily towering over the tot. "You lookin for someone?" Titus' white eyes flashed dangerously in the darkness.  

[Ice Queen]

"Yeah, a giant rat," the kid said, looking at him with a strange expression. It was almost as if he recognized that the taller male wasn't supposed to be there... that was odd. "One that's super annoying and likes to light houses on fire. Who are you, mister?"  

[Inu-Mitsu]

Titus grinned a bit, an action that seemed to make the fact that his mouth was full of razor sharp teeth apparent. "I don't know anything about a rat. But if its fire you want." Fire began to form around the room taking place of the green flames with blue, a color reflected on Titus' jacket as the gems began to glow. "Then its fire you'll get." As far as who he was he was certain that could wait.  

[Inu-Mitsu]

Apparently Titus wasn't going to waste his time playing games and instead brought the flames in closer to seal in their little area with fire before lashing out at the smaller boy to snatch the collar of his shirt almost painfully tight and pull him off his feet.

HP: 30/30
Damage: 4  

[Ice Queen]

Roch gasped, grabbing the stranger's wrist and swinging his legs in the air as he tried to get his breath. Well, jackdammit, who knew there were dicks like this in the school, he thought.

The fire stopped. They were in the middle of a charred room, which looked as if it had seen better days. He'd fast forwarded, but it was a little hard to concentrate when choking.

He needed to be taller. Instead of attacking, he concentrated, growing to his 5'11 size, still a little shorter than the other male. "You are a serious d**k, man," he said, jerking out of the hold.

Roch's HP: 36/40
Damage: 0  

[Inu-Mitsu]

Titus stood back as the tot turned into a regular teen though still a bit shorter than him. The demon didn't seem to look impressed but he still smiled all the same. "Thanks." It was almost a compliment as often as Titus heard it. "So come on little scarling. Show me what you got."

HP: 30/30
Damage: 0  

[Ice Queen]

"What really pisses me off is that you're not a hunter," Roch said, summoning his guitar. "Otherwise this would be even MORE satisfying."

Roch's HP: 36/40
Damage: ;0;  

[Inu-Mitsu]

I am a derp :'D  

[Inu-Mitsu]

"Hunters again? Is that all you students know about?" Stepping to the side, his feet dragging along the charred ground, Titus made a swift jab with his right hand that missed. "You all seemed to be really into this roleplaying game with these Hunters. Maybe you should find a different hobby."

HP: 30/30
Damage: 0  

[Ice Queen]

"Roleplaying?" Roch repeated blankly. Wait... "Jack you must be new," he said finally, shaking his head in wonder. "That means you're a first year, right? I gotta admit, I'm a little impressed, climbing into my dreams, bringing on more fire... jack, I wonder what Xiu could do if she wasn't... y'know, Xiu."

Then, before Titus could reply, he slammed his guitar like a baseball bat into the other boil's gut.

Roch's HP: 36/40
Damage: 4  

[Inu-Mitsu]

New was an understatement really, Titus still didn't even know his way around, not that it matter much. It was odd though how the reaper went from defensive to...impressed with his skills? If that hadn't caught him off guard so much the hit to the gut might not have connected. As it stood Titus ended up taking a few steps back with a small hiss.

HP: 26/30
Damage: 0  

[Ice Queen]

"What, no cosplay jokes?" Roch teased evilly, grinning a bit demonically. Oh, this was entertaining. "I ain't never had a fight against a real opponent in my dreams before, sure, plenty from the real world, but this--jack, it's gonna feel GOOD to beat the s**t out of you! And you can't even go cryin' about the year two beatin' on you, cuz this is all in a dream."

He came up again, slamming the body of the guitar into Titus's stomach another time.

Roch's HP: 36/40
Damage: 6