Worm (Open)

[Onira]

Onira drove the end of the spear into the ground. The courtyard had just spawned about a three-foot long worm, that seemed to havbe many sharp things. It was underground, making it hard for Onira to kill it. This was quite annoying, for the worm seemed to jump out of the ground every once in a while, mostly just t piss off Onira. Showing him how limited he was.

"I'll get you, you little..."

Onira's words trailed off as he placed his palm against the bottom of the spear. After the light wrapped around the item, it soon dissipated to reveal a rifle with it's end in the ground.

"Now it's business time."

Onira pulled the weapon up, placing the back against the inside of his shoulder, his finger on the trigger. He waited. Watching everything. Listening to his surroundings. Five minutes. Still nothing. Ten. Nothing. 12. 13. 14. Nothing. Finally, after almost a full twenty minutes, the worm burst out of the ground. Onira's reflexes snapped as he turned around, aiming the rifle.

"Gotcha!"

Onira pulled the trigger. A bang automatically sounded. However, not the way Onira had hoped. It seemed the top of the end of the rifle wasn't packed together enough, and the bullt automatically shot upward, landing only about six feet infront of Onira. He sighed.

"I'll get you soon."

[The « Scith »]

There was a low click, and the sound of a high powered gun had just gone off, sending a bullet whizzing right past the edge of the worm, landing into the ground just on the other side of it, the man whom had fired said gun was standing now a little bit away from onira, a smile on his face while that Glock 20 was rolled on his finger and then slipped right back into the holster at his thigh.

"Looks like you found one of the many annoyances in the school."

He chuckled a bit and settled his hand into his pocket after the latch was set over the thigh holster, and those blue hues glanced over at the student through his strands of white hair.

[Onira]

Onira heard a shot being fired and looked first to the worm, seeing it was still alive. The violet orbs then looked to the shooter. He had seen the face before. He looked like a teacher. Or an older student. Then again, Onira was somewhat of an older student. But no matter. Being older than some was sometimes a good thing. He could command respect (Yeah right) and in a way could pull seniority.

"I swear I remember you..."

Onira looked at the shooter, trying to remember his face. He kept drawing blanks, but something in the back of his head was saying he knew him. Of course, being the random person he was, Onira just ditched it.

"Well hi!"

Onira walked to him, first noticing the white hair. It looked strange. Although he couldn't really say, given the glow his blod hair put off in the sunlight. Hsi hair was just as strange. The next thing that caught him was the eyes. Blue. Onira ran towards the stranger, almost colliding their noses. His eyes stared at the strangers.

"Wierd eyes."

OOC: Randomness!