[Mikoto frowns at Baroona, having overheard that whisper, looking from him to the newcomer and back again. There's something that resembles recognition in his eyes, but it's mixed with shock and bewilderment.
Michael? Who is Michael?---but, no, he couldn't possibly know this guy. Then, why...
The boy chuckles imperiously, halting his initial assault. "While you being distracted would make my job easier, I prefer a challenge. The Number Three Level 5 and and an Esper who can leap through time itself..." his gaze takes on a vicious glint as he trains it on Baroona, smirk widening all the while. "...Quite a nasty team-up. It almost makes me giddy, you know?"
Mikoto hisses a bit due to the cuts, but nonetheless narrows her eyes and clenches her fists.
He's actually given her an idea. She moves a little in front of Baroona, unclenching one fist and leaving one finger pointed as a hint in his direction.] Don't push your luck. [He thinks Baroona's an Esper?! Konori-senpai was right...! But...why would they...? While her mind is racing, Mikoto swallows, trying to remain calm. The way this guy keeps looking at Baroona---it's clear his objective involves him, and she's not about to allow that to succeed.
He'd already protected her so many times. She had to return the favor.
He meant more to her than he'd ever know.] Who are you?
[The boy snickers. "My identity isn't that important. But before I borrow your friend there for a little chat, why don't we play some more?"
Mikoto tenses up as the boy holds out his hand toward a patch of grass; glowing, the blades float up and form into a fairly long sword, which he gives a bit of a swing. She points another finger.
If she can force this guy back, Baroona could easily flank him. Smiling cockily herself, she summons electricity to her own hand, gathering up iron sand to form into her famous chain sword.]
Gotta say nay to 'borrowing' him, but--- [She points one last finger, and promptly rushes at the boy, slashing and lashing at him; he merely laughs coldly as he parries and blocks her strikes. Lightning and grass-knives fly all over the park as she keeps him occupied, briefly glancing at Baroona to hopefully snap him out of his funk.] ---you're on!
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Michael? Who is Michael?---but, no, he couldn't possibly know this guy. Then, why...
The boy chuckles imperiously, halting his initial assault. "While you being distracted would make my job easier, I prefer a challenge. The Number Three Level 5 and and an Esper who can leap through time itself..." his gaze takes on a vicious glint as he trains it on Baroona, smirk widening all the while. "...Quite a nasty team-up. It almost makes me giddy, you know?"
Mikoto hisses a bit due to the cuts, but nonetheless narrows her eyes and clenches her fists.
He's actually given her an idea. She moves a little in front of Baroona, unclenching one fist and leaving one finger pointed as a hint in his direction.] Don't push your luck. [He thinks Baroona's an Esper?! Konori-senpai was right...! But...why would they...? While her mind is racing, Mikoto swallows, trying to remain calm. The way this guy keeps looking at Baroona---it's clear his objective involves him, and she's not about to allow that to succeed.
He'd already protected her so many times. She had to return the favor.
He meant more to her than he'd ever know.] Who are you?
[The boy snickers. "My identity isn't that important. But before I borrow your friend there for a little chat, why don't we play some more?"
Mikoto tenses up as the boy holds out his hand toward a patch of grass; glowing, the blades float up and form into a fairly long sword, which he gives a bit of a swing. She points another finger.
If she can force this guy back, Baroona could easily flank him. Smiling cockily herself, she summons electricity to her own hand, gathering up iron sand to form into her famous chain sword.]
Gotta say nay to 'borrowing' him, but--- [She points one last finger, and promptly rushes at the boy, slashing and lashing at him; he merely laughs coldly as he parries and blocks her strikes. Lightning and grass-knives fly all over the park as she keeps him occupied, briefly glancing at Baroona to hopefully snap him out of his funk.] ---you're on!