Shhhhhh! [OPEN]

[Kyrie Vyler]

Somehow Beezlebub managed to keep that floating rock from pits of hell in place. Taking the clue from the steel-bug type, Belphegor followed his lead by chomping onto the rock with his Bite. The stalker was going on the defensive finally, using Harden to guard against the fangs and pinchers that held desperately. Kyrie on the other hand had chosen to flee to the other side of the library where the bookcases were still up (Mammon tossed all the ones she passed), before hiding in the aisle of one; timidly peaking from behind it's 'shelter'.

Her legs were ready to bolt and she left two of her pokemon behind, somehow she just knew that thing was going to continue on like a hell train. Coming after her. Humming. That insanely scary humming. It was like doomsday, just without the fire and ice. There had been wind but that creator was now clinging to dear life onto that rock. That insane little rock...

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg blinked as she saw a purple haired speeding bolt zoom into the aisle, blinking a bit as he looked down at the clearly panicking girl. "What's the matter?" He looked around, wondering what happened, stroking his chin slightly.

Meanwhile, Hoare finished hardening, still humming as sparks soon began to form around, before being unleashed in a concentrated shock blast around itself, the zubat and the durant. Once the blast of energy ends, Hoare continued to float towards where the girl had ran, humming louder.

Oleg looked around before noticing Hoare slowly float over to him, kneeling over and patting the rock. "Oh, there you are. What have you been up to, you glorious little nose?"

[Kyrie Vyler]

Kyrie visibly jumped when Oleg approached her, literally spinning around and smacking her head into the shelf she was hiding behind. Mammon jumped down and chirped in worry as his trainer's head touched the ground, owing in pain. She stayed like that for a while with Mammon pawing at her head. Completely missing the flash that signal the rock's Discharge and the fainting of her zubat. Beezlebub, being a steel-type; was resilient to the attack but turned his attention from biting the nose pokemon to tending to the fallen bat.

By the time Kyrie had managed to raise her head that horrendous hum came back. Louder than before. Instantly her head shot up, to the sight of that rock. That rock with the giant nose... She wanted to scream or at the very least squeak but all she could do was scramble back and cling to the bookshelf for dear life. Mammon was already preparing to spit more stars at it when Oleg suddenly kneeled down and... patted it. Kyrie said nothing, only looked at him like he was absolutely insane. Mammon stood next to her with his fur bristling while Beelzebub returned to his trainer, Belphegor in jaw.

[Daphne Wright]

Daphne had been having a fairly good day, until the library exploded.

She had been occupied in a back room, but now the frightening sounds of falling bookshelves and shattering something and crackling electricity interrupted her. Daphne couldn't imagine what was going on and wasn't sure she wanted to know, but the library was now her responsibility. It fell to her to take care of the matter, so she made her way towards the sounds of rampant destruction.

Much to her horror, there was a great swath of the room full of fallen and shattered bookshelves and damaged books. With mounting trepidation, she followed this path and at the end of it found two students, some injured Pokémon, and one very unnerving Nosepass.

"What is going on here?" Daphne inquired, her quiet voice severe.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg raised his head from patting the nosepass te the (presumed) librarian. He then moved his head to look at Kyrie, only to meet a "are you arceus damn insane" face. He then looked back to the older woman, then to Kyrie. He slowly stood back up, looking around awkwardly. "I presume saying I have no idea will not help this situation much, will it?"

Meanwhile, Hoare wobbled up to Kyrie, staring at her for a long while before grabbing her left shoe, pulling it off as Hoare then shook it slightly, a small shining stone dropping out of the shoe as Hoare then immidietly threw the shoe away, gravitating to the rock, simply pointing to it. It's a completely ordinary rock, maybe with some magnetic elements that just attracted the poor nosepass.

[Kyrie Vyler]

Kyrie was frozen into place even before the lady (a teacher or librarian or aid or something) came along. Of course all the blood drained from her face when she did come along. She did manage to squeak out, "I...just ran..." before the menace that started the rage came wobbling up to her. Encouraging more wrath from Mammon who was beginning to glow with more psychic energy. Kyrie watched as the pokemon stole her shoe, shake it a bit, and drop a little pebble. Her thrown away shoe ended up being her durant's new snack, the steel ant skittering on over to nibble on it, dropping Belphegor in the process.

Kyrie watched warily as the pokemon just stared at the little pebble, taking her zubat's ball from her pocket and returning him before very slowly backing away from the rock. Mammon stood between them with his fur still bristling.

[Daphne Wright]

So the fly ran away in fear of the frog
Who ran from the cat, who ran from the dog
Who ran from the pig, who ran from the cow
Who ran from the fox, who ran from the man
Who ran from a sheep who was stuck in a can

Apparently neither of the students could tell Daphne what had happened. The boy (as incongruous as it seemed that Daphne was applying the word to one who appeared to be a good foot taller than herself) had evidently noticed nothing. How he had managed such a feat in the face of the room being destroyed around him was beyond Daphne's ability to fathom, but he nonetheless seemed to be honest about it. The girl had obviously noticed what happened, but appeared to have been reduced to incoherence by the terror of it.

The librarian sighed and rubbed her forehead. She really wasn't prepared for this.

Just then, the Nosepass that seemed to be responsible for it marched up to the girl and grabbed her shoe. Daphne went for a Poké Ball, worried that the creature was going to hurt the student (and certainly the girl's own Espeon seemed to agree), but the next thing she knew, the shoe was flying away, the girl was unharmed, and the Nosepass had a pebble.

There was a long silence of trying to make sense of this. Finally, Daphne found her voice. "In the future, please keep your Pokémon under closer control," she requested politely of both of them, directing the words a little more towards the boy who seemed to be the owner of the Nosepass. "In fact, I would appreciate it if you kept them in their Poké Balls, if you aren't going to keep an eye on what they are doing. As it stands, putting the library back in order will be a very difficult task. Would you two mind taking a message to the headmaster, to inform him of what happpened?"

Daphne cringed inwardly just thinking about the extent of the work that restoring the library to a state not resembling the path of a recent tornado would require. She might be able to do it, just her and her Pokémon... if she had a few weeks. The task was daunting.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg grunted slightly. Great, he was seemingly in trouble. Even without doing anything. He looked around, the destruction finally having reached his corner of the library as he recalled Nosepass back to it's pokeball. He then sighed, slowly pulling his sleeves back. "I might have caused most of this by being careless. Allow me to help setting this back together." He nodded. Best just do work than get expelled. His parents would have raged at him IF he had came back to them just told them "Uh hey sorry guys a library kinda got wrecked, I got kicked out, sooooorrryy." Oleg shook his head, forgetting his inner monologue.

[Kyrie Vyler]

Kyrie would have fainted if she hadn't already had a large dosage of adrenaline running through her. She managed to pull herself to her feet with Mammon hopping back up onto her shoulder, still eyeing the nosepass until it's trainer returned it back to its ball. Kyrie gave the teacher-librarian lady a very quick nod. Even she hadn't expected it to escalate like that, she was just running then next thing she knew stuff was flying. Her face was extremely pale when she realized what just happened, "Yes ma'am..." She would've left Mammon to help with the reconstruction but considering he was the one who started the disaster zone, she was pretty sure he wouldn't do very good with fixing it. Even after the nosepass was returned to its ball, the espeon glared at the rock pokemon's place. She was probably going to expelled like this, go home and tell ma and pops 'Whoops, sorry your daughter's an idiot who destroyed the library in just the first few days.'

A visible, depressing sigh left her as she returned her durant to it's ball and somewhat shuffled over to where her nommed on shoe was. Shaking it loose of the nasty slobber that lingered here and there before putting it back on.

[Daphne Wright]

The students were more mollified than Daphne had expected. She suspected that it was as bizarre and unexpected to them as it was to her, that things had gotten so bad. The boy seemed so nonplussed by it all, and the girl was looking worryingly pale and moving a bit oddly. In response to the boy, Daphne commented, "I don't even know where to begin cleaning all this up... it will take a lot of work, for certain. But if--you're okay, right?" That last question was aimed at both of them, but mostly the girl, who was showing signs of shock. "If either of you is hurt, take care of that first. Then go see the headmaster. He is more likely to know what to do than I am."

The young woman watched the students carefully. She hoped they weren't hurt. Bad enough that the library was damaged; it would be all the much worse if the students in it had gotten hurt too.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg nodded slightly. "I'm fine. I just happened to be at the side of the library that was lucky enough to... Not, be destroyed. But aye, I'll come and help with the rebuilding after that report to the headmaster." He bowed his head slightly, sighing as he begun his walk out of the library. Well, crap. This was not going to end well. He had to put up his A game for this. His people skills. Talk his way out of being expelled. He needed this academy. Sure, it did not need him, and hell, he was not probably going to be missed, but he needed it. And he was going to keep trying to stay in it.

[Kyrie Vyler]

Kyrie nodded slowly, answering just after Oleg. "Yeah, I'm okay. I'll help too when we're back." Kyrie confirmed, folding her arms together. She wasn't injured, more like she was seriously worried of what was in store for her. A worry than made her limbs feel cold as she walked after Oleg. Although she hated having to go here, Kyrie was much more terrified if the school sent her back home. What her parents might do absolutely terrified her more than anything. On that note, just how terrifying would the headmaster be..? She thought of putting Mammon in his ball but even in his anger she was sure he was still quite alert. Alert enough to smack away her ball and play hockey with the stupid thing while he was at it.