[Open RP] No hack for you!

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

Warning: NSFW for torture and rape


Fuuka frowned. She had managed to get her hands on a laptop, but any effort she attempted to make with the outside world was blocked, and she couldn't hack her way around it.

It just took her back to the school's computer system.

It wasn't all bad, there were certain sites she could still access. She just can't find a way to email her friends. Or look up the events of January 31st.

Fuuka sighed as she shut down her computer. She was getting nowhere with this. Shrinking down the laptop to pocket size (that is one plus to magic), Fuuka asked the house elf for some lunch.

Well, it is lunch time, and she is hungry and already in the Great Hall.

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[totallyluminous.livejournal.com]

"Cute laptop!" Mel says brightly, watching as the girl shrinks it. She can appreciate magic, this girl, especially since she's not picked it up easily. She's snacking on strawberries, writing what looks to be a letter.

"I'm Mel, by the way," she declares, beaming like the bright ball of light she is.

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

"Fuuka. Yeah, it is kind of cute, but a bit useless here. Whatever system Hogwarts is running on, it's got a good firewall."

The house elf came with her lunch, and Fuuka began digging in.

[totallyluminous.livejournal.com]

"Firewhatnow?" Mel blinks. She died pretty young, and there was only Mum's grumpy old computer to play with at home. Her boyfriend has a sleek little laptop back in Heaven, but she's never felt the need for one--and she's never had to know about firewalls and security scans and beta testing.

"Why'd you want to go online for anyway?" the angel wants to know. "Surely magic's more interesting than MySpace."

Did we mention she died in '03?

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

"I'm...well, I'm trying to contact my friends. Since owls just come back I thought I could use email, but I can't even do that."

[totallyluminous.livejournal.com]

Mel raises her eyebrows. "Ugh, tell me about it." She indicates the letter she's writing. Of course, she knows that there's every chance Reuben will get it, as all she has to do is read it in her head whilst using her powers in a
specific way and it's on the Angel Link for him. She didn't know that when she arrived, though--there are letters from that period she hasn't thrown away yet.

"Still. Maybe they'll surprise you by coming here?"

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

"I hope so. I think they'd like it here. Better than our current school, anyway."

[totallyluminous.livejournal.com]

"Yeah?" Mel lifts her quill from the parchment, arching an eyebrow. "Not the best place to be?"

This is, of course, investigation time. Mel's old school, Park Hall, was a dump; the Academy in Heaven is...well, it's in Heaven. Hazard a guest. And even when Park Hall had been invaded by hell hounds it could be saved. Can Fuuka's?

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

"Not like that. Our school is a good school." It's not the school's fault it turns into Tartarus every night. "It's just...boring compared to this one."

[totallyluminous.livejournal.com]

Mel laughs a bit. "Isn't every school, though?" Well, not the Angel Academy, with its staircases twining around fountains in the library, or its proximity to the ultra-hip Ambrosia district, or the fact its pupils are often out helping humanity.

"I noticed you shrank your laptop. What's the spell? I mean, I'm crap at magic, really. Charms and transfiguration especially."

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

"It's Reducio. I don't know that many spells myself, yet."

Which is what screws her later.

[totallyluminous.livejournal.com]

"Reducio," Mel says doubtfully, rolling it around on her tongue. "Man, it should be so easy...! Have you managed to get to any classes?"

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

"One or two. They don't really have many classes here, though," Fuuka said with a small smile.

[totallyluminous.livejournal.com]

She rolls her eyes expressively. "Oh, tell me about it. I've been to maybe three and I've been here years."

[mnemosyneeater.livejournal.com]

Fascinating girl, really.

Using his clone to spy for him wasn't all that hard, as long as it wasn't seen. It was a simple matter of forming eyes from the sand and hiding them up high where no one would see them at a quick glance. The shimmering effect was a little bit of an annoyance for covert operations, but it allowed him to spy with relative ease.

What caught his attention was the laptop. But she'd hidden it away by the time his real self got there, himself being unable to maintain concentration and walk at the same time. He left his procured sword in his room, brought with him only a malformed black of wood and one of his carvers suited for lathing.

"I was unaware laptops worked here," he said, having investigated the compy lab when it was empty. He stood on the other side of the table, watching her intently for a moment, then took a seat, turned his eyes down to his block of wood. It had been meant for another, but it could be reshaped, he supposed.

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

Fuuka bristled. This was the person Matt had owled her about! She recognized him from her scanning!

No. Best not to let on she knows who he is. If needed, she can summon her Persona to protect her, but don't run. Not that she could get far, an athlete she wasn't.

"Somewhat," she said warily, wondering what his point was.

[mnemosyneeater.livejournal.com]

He tapped the carving knife against his chin, raised his eyes to her. She was wary.

"Oh, have they told you about me?" he asked. It would have been a perfectly normal question if it wasn't Apos asking. He flipped the knife in his hand and looked back to his block of wood, turning it to shave some away.

"Tell me your name?" He'd need to carve it on the base.

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

"Why do you want to know my name?" she asked. She pointedly ignored the first question. One hand wrapped around her chopsticks, the other reaching for her Evoker.

[mnemosyneeater.livejournal.com]

He smiled pleasantly. "I'm making a chess set," he informed. He held up the wood, flipping the knife in his hand again, so that the blade pointed down to his wrist this time. "This will be you. Of course, it won't be finished until I decide what to do with you. But we'll have time."

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

"And what if I don't give my consent to my likeness being used for your chess set?"

Now she's slipped her Evoker into her hand without him noticing (so she hopes).

[mnemosyneeater.livejournal.com]

He sighed. "Well, it's my chess set, so you really don't get a choice." He smiled.

"Secondly, if you don't tell me your name, there are other ways of retrieving it. Aren't there?" One memory would be all he needed, and then he could see how much he needed to hurt her to make her taste all the more better.

He tapped the table with the blade of the knife. "Hands on the desk please, where I can see them."

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

"No." She lifted her hand enough to show him the Evoker. She's bluffed her way out of trouble before by showing it, maybe it will work this time.

[mnemosyneeater.livejournal.com]

He tilted his head. "Oh, what a pretty thing. Why would you need that?"

He tapped the table. "Hands here. Flat." He stared at her, a slight smile on his lips. She was even more interesting now.

He thought about shooting her with her own gun. And there were, of course, more interesting things to do with pistols that merely make holes.

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

"No."

Oh, damn, Fuuka didn't think this through, she'd knock over the table if she summoned her Persona here. She got up to give herself room.

[mnemosyneeater.livejournal.com]

Apos stood up too.

And threw the block of wood at her.

He dived across the table, moving quickly, six wings bursting from his back, tearing through his clothing, to give him a little more speed. He tackled her.

[junotechsupport.livejournal.com]

"Aah!" Fuuka cried, first at getting hit on the head by the wood then by Apos tackling her. She squirmed and kicked at him.

"Get off!" If she could only just...there!

Scooting back to put some distance between her and Apos, she pointed the Evoker at her head and pulled the trigger.

Instantly Juno appeared, shielding Fuuka.

She panted inside her Persona, feeling her head to see if he had drawn blood.