Checking out the library

curseman's tails flicked back and forth as he landed, perched on all fours much like how a cat would sit down, back legs bent and arms straight down to the ground. The feline type navi's attention was focused on the two sp's before him, who were now confronting him after his landed; his head cocked slightly to the left as he looked at them.

"nyaa, sorry sorry." The cat trying to sound less fierce and more kind as he spoke thinking the two within his gaze were uneasy by his appearance.

" i'm kinda lost here. i'm not trying to cause trouble or anything, i'm trust trying to get some information and possibly some help.... i don't suppose you could assist me, nyeow?"

If this worked, perhaps curse could figure out just what this place was, and what was causing it to connect to that library he entered from.

The two SPs watched Curseman cautiously as he spoke to them. Isis took a step back, partially pushing Nell back as well. She leaned closer to Nell, and partially turned her head towards her. Isis's bright purple eyes remained fixed on Curseman as she whispered something to Nell. It was barely loud enough for Curseman to hear.
...tsider.

Nell's eyes opened wide as she started to take a few steps backwards. She tugged on Isis's robes and she began to walk back as well. They took several steps backwards before they turned away from Curseman and started to run.

SHIT!

Curse didnt like the look of this one bit. he just wanted some kind of answers, but from the way they just took off, this place may not exactly be all that safe for him if they conveyed his precence to others.

Thinking quickly curseman attempted to dash towards them, and if possible cut them off. regarding their earlier conversation, an idea came to his mind. he quickly attempted to relay a message to them, when he got close enough, so they could hear him.

"H-hang on, nyaa. I got stranded here accidentally, i just want to know whats going on nyaa. If you'd just listen to me, you'd understand." Hopefully this next comment would work, otherwise curseman could be in some big trouble. " I'll even help you look for that friend you mentioned, as compensation if you'd like, nyaa."

As the SPs ran, Curseman decided to try to reason with them and ran after them. They only quickened the pace as they saw Curseman gave chase, but he easily overtook them and tried to cut them off. Though he was close enough for them to hear his plea for help, they didn't seem to be really paying much attention to him. As he blocked their way of escape, tears started to well up in both of the young SP's eyes.

Kyaaaa!
Isis's eyes snapped shut as she pushed her hands towards Curseman. As she did, two soft streaks of white light swirled around her arms just above her chest, then spiraled down the length of her arms and shot out towards Curseman. The strong blast of air felt like getting hit by a wall of water, and it knocked the Navi off his feet. He tried to right himself, but his foot collided with the silver lip separating the path from the body of water next to it. This sent him tumbling into the shallow water and hit with a loud splash.

The splash and resulting spray of water caused Isis to open her eyes and saw that her path has been cleared. She took hold of Nell's hand and they both hurried passed the downed Navi and continued to run.

Curse shook off the water, shuddering at the cold feel to it, all the while his temper began to flare up. He was never quite good with kids, and these two who clearly didn't trust outsiders wouldn't make it any easier. he began to think that he would be better doing his own thing, and fighting if they came with some kinda riot group following behind them.

"Fine, nyaa! try finding that psycheman on your own then, if you think you'll ever be strong enough on your own!" The feline navi spouted blindly, he's words flowing out while remembering the conversation the two were having. he didn't do it intentionally, it was just a subconscious spazzing of words.

"geez... all i wanted was a bit of aid... not like i ment harm to anyone. sheesh."

the navi dragged himself back onto the dry area of the pathway, and began to look around. If he chased after those girls, it may just cause trouble for now, so for now he headed back towards where he had began. Perhaps he could find something in those buildings that had previously been before him.

((Ambience))

The partially soggy Curseman got out of the water after yelling out to the rapidly retreating SPs. He made his way towards the stairway up to the walkway with the statue, and nimbly bounded to the top. He made his way past the statue and reached the other set of stairs going up to a mezzanine, a platform situated halfway between the levels of the building. The Mezzanine didn't have any doors, but it did have chairs and tables. Luckily no one was out there to see Curseman's approach.

The area was still relatively quiet, so all hell has yet to break loose.

((Map))

Curse slowly approached the mezzanine, taking in the scenery as much as he could trying to get his barrings. Aside from a patio-esque look, it really didn't seem like all to much was actually here for him to do or anything for him to find which could help his mission.

"this place is eerily quiet... i don't like this at all..." Rei chimed in for the first time in a while, the op pretty much had been at a loss for words just looking at the terrain and events unfolding, and sadly had nothing to offer his navi advice wise.

"Nyaa, i agree... i guess i'll just keep moving for now"

The feline shook off some of the remaining water, much like a dog would, against his better judgement before heading up the next flight of stairs; keeping his senses alert to what was going on around him was his top priority at the time.

Curseman shook off the last of the water on his body and left some of the silvery furniture on the mezzanine slightly misted. He continued up one more level to a set of 3 doors. There was a small window on each of the doors, allowing Curseman to look into the rooms. Now on alert, he was more subtle with his movements. He moved nearly silently (thanks to his feline features) and snuck a peek into the room closest to him. He peered through the bottom corner of the window with one eye to maximize cover. He managed to get a good look at the room inside.

The room appeared to be a classroom of sorts, organized with several long desks lined with chairs and a large podium at the other end of the room. He nearly jumped away as he saw the room was occupied by a surprisingly large amount of Navis/SPs. However, the occupants looked focused on the items on their desks. All of the "students" were dressed in robes and caps similar to the two SPs he encountered before. However, these SPs, all female, looked several years older and their dark blue robes were adorned with emerald green trim. They looked intently at data files on their desks and appeared to be studying intensely. One SP was wandering through the room and looking over the others. This one was slightly different from the others, since she looked even older, and her robes were trimmed with a bright crimson. What made her really stand out was her cap; which actually had a brim, unlike all of the others. Though she didn't really look like a witch, she appeared to have the proper headgear for the job.

Curseman ducked down below the window in the door as the SP passed by the door and slowly rose to take one last peek. He caught sight of a Navi sitting behind the podium on a tall stool. She looked completely different than all of the other occupants in nearly every detail. Instead of wearing somewhat long and bulky robes like the others, she wore a seemingly weightless toga-esque garb. The shimmering red robes slowly floated around her body, revealing her very shapely figure and fine skin. Her blond hair floated in a similar fashion, but was slightly restrained by a silver metal headband with a glowing red jewel in its center. Her orange/red eyes were almost as bright as the gem on her forehead. She had a data file in her hands in the form of an old-fashioned book. She occasionally glanced over her pupils between looks in her book.

Unsure if the coast was clear or not, Curseman opted to remain hidden until he cdould gather further information. As he hung back, he kept his ear's listening for anything useful; approaching problems or conversations that may explain anything to him. Pulling back from the window a bit he looked once more at his surroundings, before peering back at the person within the room.

From the looks of things, he assumed she was an instructor, or perhaps a teacher of some sort given that the other members had looked like they were students studying and what not. Surely a teacher would have some valuable information about the area. The problem with this of course was the uncertainty of what would happen if approached. After seeing the two younger girls, he was a little hesitant, especially after feeling that attack.

A teacher would probably much more dangerous if angered.

Um... Senpai?

Curseman's ears twitched as he heard a voice come from inside the classroom. He carefully peaked through the window to see one of the robed SPs raising her hand. The figure in the red trim approached her, her back facing the door. The SP dropped her hand.

I'm a little confused... Are both Planar Casings and Shields immune to break? Or just one of them?
The older SP responded quickly, she seemed to know the material pretty well.
They both have an Immunity to breaking attacks. But don't forget they adopt the element of your surroundings.
Oh, I see. So Barriers are the ones that withstand wind gusts and impacts, right?
Yep. If you need help memorizing the material, see me after class; kay?

Curseman could see the SP's brimless hat move up and down as she nodded in response. The other SP then resumed her slow route around the seated pupils.

Curseman scratched the back of his own ear, both of which were somewhat slumped after realizing he wasn't getting anything on what this place was other then a school, or how to get out of here. Sticking around in the same place for a long time could possibly prove useless, possibly even getting him caught again.

Trying to make as little noise as possible, curseman slowly tried to continue on his original path, making sure to check his surroundings as he moved along all cat-like. Pressing on for now seemed to be the best option; after all who knew if those girls wqere going to come back with extra help. That thought alone was enough to urge curse to keep moving.

His next action was to check the other rooms if possible, and keep a look out for a new path of sorts.

Curseman didn't receive any useful information about how to get out of this strange place, and decided to move one door over and peek in through the window. Everything seemed quiet, so he must have kept himself concealed, or those startled SPs got lost or something. He peeked through the small window to see an identically sized room, but the furnishings were completely different. Instead of a classroom-like setting, there were a handful of circular tables with floating silver chairs. The chairs had no bases, but were perched a good two and a half feet in the air. There were several bookshelves on the back wall and they held a full compliment of different sized and colored books. There were also a pair of terminals imbedded in the walls between the bookshelves. On the right side of the room was a set of large shelves with different labeled trays that seemed to contain pieces of paper and data files.

From the looks of it, it almost seems like a lounge or faculty room.

The navi's tails flicked back and forth in a sign of glee, as this area seemed fairly close to what he had been looking for; a place with possible information and a lead. Making sure the coast was clear first, curseman attempted to enter the room.

Still, the feline refused to speak to his op, and vice versa as well. they both had a similar thought in mind. A simple sound could just as easily land them in trouble, as being seen. When facing the unknown, practicing caution was an important step as far as curse was concerned. He couldn't afford to take any chances now that he may have found something he was looking for.

Curseman pulled on the door's handle, and it quietly swung open without any resistance. No alarms went off, so Curseman made his way into the room. The wall at his back had a similar terminal, but it also had a long desk with 5 glowing, glass-like orbs sitting in silver holders on top of the desk's smooth surface. The orbs glowed faintly and each one was a different color. The colors were red, yellow, green, blue, and a silvery white.

Curseman pondered for a moment, and taking a look around, he figured the coast was fairly clear.

"so, what do you think Rei? I still can't figure out much about this place... any ideas, nyaa?

Curseman's ever so silent op continued his speechless pattern for a moment, his thoughts gathering within his head, trying to figure out this place. he had been thinking about it for a while now and had some odd ideas put together.

"It's likely this place could be some kind of safe haven" He started off, trying to put the idea's into words as he went. " The way that they seem to have a school system and teachers, as well as a viriety of navi's and support programs, it could very well be a place to help abandoned or alone programs. Using this school, they could make up for the things a navi could learn when partnered with an op perhaps. "

Rei recalled thestatue they had seen in the begining of their travels, as well as the room of which they had entered from. "They seem to have entrances to this place from many locations, perhaps all over the net. yet it doesn't exactly seem easy to find or exit either, which could be helpful for trying to keep these programs safe." He thought it out a little more, but couldn't come up with any explaination other then that so far.

All the while, curseman had turned around and as he listened to his master talk, he had begun studying the terminal there, trying to access it from information. " So, maybe we should just try to gather some info with this, on both the place and that possible founder umm... Arcaster, nyaa?"

As he tried to figure out the terminal, he wondered just what he could do with it.

Curseman moved up to the terminal, and laid a finger on the touchpad. The terminal lit up and showed a symbol on the screen. It was a 5 pointed star, with a round gem covering each point, and each of a different color: red, green, yellow, blue, and silver. The middle of the star had a small shield over it, and the shield was a bright gold color. The symbol faded away to reveal several files.

Curseman started to look through the files, he saw files names such as "elemental basics," "Planar Effects," "Elemental Manipulation," and "Professor Guide." There was also a folder hidden away in a corner called "Sanctuary." Curseman went to click on the folder, but his ears twitched as he heard something. From what he could pick out, there was some sort of talking, it sounded oddly familiar. That sound was accompanied by the light banging of someone, or something, rapidly climbing stairs.

Curseman, trying to act quickly before getting caught, dashed away from the terminal and looked around the room.He needed a quick way to hide from sight, just for a little while even, until the coast was clear to return to the termianl.

The files of which he had seen intrigued him greatly, especially the one labeled "sanctuary" but he could afford to take the risk of being discovered, whilst he still had no clue how others would react after seeing his first encounter.

Not really knowing what else to do, he attempted to take refuge underneath the long desk he had seen when he first entered the room. hopefully it would be enough to give him cover.

Curseman quickly abandoned the terminal and dove underneath the long desk carrying the orbs. He was careful enough to not strike one of the legs and knock over any of the orbs. The noise got closer, as multiple Navis moved towards the door. One of them peered through the window on the door before summoning a large fan in her hand and slowly opened the door. Curseman could only see up to the Navi's knees, and most of her legs were covered in a green robe. She paused as she looked around the room, and a pair of SPs entered as well.

The intruder doesn't seem to be in this one either.
One of the SPs piped up.
What do we do when we find him?
I don't know, but we can't let him get out of here. Are the others searching as well?
Yes ma'am. Luna's group is checking the transport room now.


Robed Navi: ??? [Elemental Fan]
SP A: ???
SP B: ???

Terrain: 100% Normal

Curseman: 140HP

((What next? It's up to you...))

Curseman peered out from beneath the desk but all that did was tell him a general idea of where those who seemed to be hunting for him stood. As it was, he was retty much outnumbered, and though that was a common case in any virus battle, he had no clue how the"hunters" strength compared to that of a normal virus. Instinct told him it would be enough not to want an unmatched fight.

The feline navi attempted to keep as much of himself hidden as possible, all the while trying to stifle any sounds as to which he could make. hopefully he could avoid an outright confrontation and return to searching. Of course, if all else failed, he was prepared to prepared to fight.

The Navi and SPs stayed in the room as one of the SPs checked in with the others. From what he heard, there were 3 other search groups in different areas of the sanctuary. They were led by Navis named "Spring," "Autumn," and "Luna." After they discussed how they would continue to check all of the other rooms, Curseman watched as they started to turn and leave. The SPs were first to exit the darkened room, and the Navi was just about to step out. However, the room got a little bit darker and stopped the Navi in her tracks. Both Curseman and the Navi looked back to see the terminal, due to a period of inactivity, turn off it's lit display. The navi quickly spun around and widened her stance. From under the desk, he could see the navi's legs quivering just slightly. Whether it was fear or excitement, the Navi was very agitated.

... He's here...
What?!?
What?!?


Robed Navi: ??? [Elemental Fan]
SP A: ???
SP B: ???

Terrain: 100% Normal

Obstacles:
Tables A,B,C: 50HP
Chairs A-G: 20HP
Long Desk: 55HP
Podium: 100HP [Immobile]

Curseman: 140HP [Under Long Desk]

((WARNING! Position Compromised!))