Crashing the Party - OTA

[mal_contented]

Who Mal and whoever crosses her path
What prowling the new campus
Where Ka dorm and elsewhere
When Arrival day
Warnings Angst. Possible violence mentions.




Ka Dorm
Ugh. This was where she was supposed to stay? With all these other people? Gross. Well at least she was going to make it clear which was her bed so that everyone knew what to not touch OR ELSE. First to go was the basic bedding. A simple spell changed her bedding to purple and black. She dropped her knapsack and sprat painted her name on the top of the blanket. Her pillow cases became livid green with purple and black dragons.

Her familiar, a seven headed hydra the size of a steamer trunk, curled up on her bed once she was done, just south of all the wet paint. Mal pulled her bed away from the wall and started decorating that as well with her spray paint. She painted a coiled black and purple dragon in a sea of green and purple flames. The effort took her hours out of the first day and when she was done she pushed the bed back just shy of against the wall so the paint could dry and grinned. Good, she had measured it properly, the front claws looked like they overhung the head of the bed. She painted the claws over the headboard and called it a day.

Shoving her new school stuff under the bed, she put her pack back on and headed out to see what mayhem she and Hayley could cause.


Bringing some color to the halls
Mal, her dark purple hair bounding, her leather and metal outfit all but screaming "keep away" even if the monster trailing behind her didn't. She had issues with it being a hydra, but she wasn't about to admit to them.

So she stalked the halls, scaring off whoever she could and whenever she had a moment alone... spray painting her tags all over the place. She's having fun, okay?


Class
Mal will go from class room to classroom and pick the best seat in each class and carve her name into the desk and the chair. Woe betide any who take her seat when she saunters in late. But still, feel free to catch her in the act. Why not bother the villian while she's holding a knife and thinking of defacement?

Comments

[king_of_egypt]

"It's just a statement of fact. If your "crew" actually delights in the tormenting of other souls, then I'm afraid I couldn't be a part of it." Ie. Evil. Still, he was doubtful she could be as bad as she liked to insist.

".. However, this other friend of yours that you mentioned doesn't sound like the type that would engage in such a pastime."

"Why do you feel as if you need to hide behind this mask?"

[mal_contented]

Ugh. "Thinking this is a mask... that's a dangerous pastime. I'd rethink that, if I were you."

[king_of_egypt]

"Right, right," He replied flippantly, intaking a breath after. "What could I possibly be thinking? Someone who is truly the most nefarious of villains would be offering ample warnings beforehand." Meaning that most the opponents he faced didn't advertise it.

He couldn't imagine even the most outlandish of his former foes, Maximillian Pegasus, coming out and saying something to the effect of, Guess what Yugi boy, I'm evil and in a few days time you'll be receiving a video tape that will trap your grandfather's soul in it. No, Pegasus skipped all that and just sent the video tape. Who thinks of themself as evil? Someone with a low self esteem, perhaps?

His enemies fought with purpose- misguided though those could be, they thought themselves to be justified and correcting a wrong dealt to them by life.

[mal_contented]

"I'm sorry, are you actually being stupid enough to try to get me to actually prove how evil I am by taking you down? Strange, I didn't remember you being that stupid..." She slid her spell book out from her jacket. "But if you really want to see some trouble, happy to oblige."

[king_of_egypt]

"That's not my intention at all." Atem hadn't meant her to take that as a challenge, but apparently she had. As the book fell easily into her hand, he felt the strongest jolt from the dark forces swarming around inside of his millennium item yet. Fear flashed through his eyes, that she likely attributed to her own actions, but he was more afraid of what he might do in defense.

Hadn't he mastered control over the puzzle long ago? What was making it so unpredictable here? His gaze became unfocused as an internal struggle took precedence but soon he snapped his attention back to her.

"No, no.. I would rather not go down this route!" He instinctively took a step backwards. "... You really don't understand your own danger in this.. and... to make matters worse, neither do I." Mal might be stubborn and oddly insistent but she hadn't really done anything to warrant either a shadow game, or the penalty that would follow. ".. I should go." Said more to focus himself than to inform her.

[mal_contented]

She laughed. "That scared? How cute," she said with a little false seeming moue. "I'm not the one in danger, but if you want to run, run." She grinned. "I don't mind the rabble here having proof of my prowess."

[king_of_egypt]

"You don't know how very wrong you are," It was a struggle, just to stand here still trying to calmly converse, the tension evident in his voice.

"I never.. run!" Then she had to go and insult his pride, one of his flaws. Regrettably. Ire replaced desperation.

[mal_contented]

"Sure looks like running to me," she said, refusing to admit that she rather he run because she really didn't hate him enough to do something too bad to him, but for the sake of her rep... she kind of had to...

She flipped open her book to a blank page, trying to come up with something that would seem far more horrible than it actually was.

[king_of_egypt]

"I was trying to protect you, but you are too bullheaded and foolish to realize it." He snapped, eyes narrowing though he was more angry at himself than her. The insults likely weren't going to defuse the tenuous situation.

[mal_contented]

"Protect me?" she threw her head back and laughed. "Even when you were under the witches' curse, I hardly needed protection from you!" Mostly because she had been under a sleep spell and had missed the whole thing.

[king_of_egypt]

"I meant what I said!" He was at least getting to the point where he found her bits of additional information less shocking. Though he did wonder what the effects of the curse were. "I don't have a response for that, since we both know now that I have no recollection of that event, but I can tell that you have never experienced the power of a Millennium Item before." The creation of the items themselves required a great sacrifice, which is why they were so powerful.

[mal_contented]

"Are you really so sure about that?" She stalked closer to him. "Better run, little boy."

Look, just run Atem, she won't admit it, but she doesn't want to hurt you. But she feels like you're forcing her hand.

[king_of_egypt]

"Yes," On this point he was, though he was basing it on intuition. No one who had experienced one of the items before would have been so casual about it. His stance took on additional rigidity when she told him to run.

"I already told you, I don't run." Then he turned the advice back on her, "Put that thing away and end this foolishness."

[mal_contented]

She shook her head as if pitying him an started writing in her book, preparing a spell. But... what kind of spell could she use that would seem bad enough to boost her rep without, y'know.... hurting someone who at least used to be a friend.

Ugh.