The boy with earrings made his move with his blood clotted arms. He dashed towards Ichiro whom was defensively ready to take him head on. With both hands intensively sparking rainbow lightning he waited defensively for the boy and his blood clotted arms.
It was quite a quiet scenario because everyone had died down the cheerful excitement just in wait for the impact. Just the footsteps of the boy with earrings were heard as he dashed towards Ichiro. The boy with earrings saw how the charge in Ichiro's eyes glowed brighter and stronger, definitely he was scared, but from the dauntless grin on his face, the probability of him having a second plan was imminent because after all he did it before, the only contrast was he faltering in the first one. But with such a grin on his face right now he was so sure of himself not faltering this time.
He had planned on jumping up in a fake attempt to pound Ichiro with both his blood clotted arms as he descended from above, giving the defensively poised Ichiro the impression of him going for a one time all-out pounding attack because he had audibly told Ichiro he was running out of steam power and time. And of course Ichiro the rainbow boy fell for it– Ichiro had positioned himself in a defensive way; both his hands which sparked with lightning he used to hide his head and his face in hope of the electric charge either sending the dude away like before or reducing the impact, since the boy was now insulated.
Oops! too late, Ichiro had miscalculated the jump of his opponent. The boy with earrings surprised not only Ichiro but every other unexpected person who watched. His fake attempt to pound Ichiro from above had allowed him time to flip over as Ichiro hid his face. With such a little time he was able to flip over and land behind Ichiro...
"And this time I finally gotcha!" he said aloud.
He held out his fist in an attempt to punch Ichiro's head from behind. As happily and delightful as the boy was and as surprised as Ichiro and most watchers were, it was a sure bet that the guy with earrings was definitely going to land a punch– a punch that wasn't going to tell well on the rainbow boy.
Almost immediately, before the boy with earrings could finally and successfully land a punch, the hall was virtually filled with veins that came out of one of the opened doors in the hall and a loud voice followed up.
"Common! what's wrong with you guys huh!?" Just the clearance exercise and all this ruckus?!"
The voice became louder and clearer as the person gradually walked into the hall from the opened door at the front of the hall. The person then stopped and put his left hand on his face as he mumbled in disappointment while his right arm supported his body weight as he held the edge of the door with it. His immediate appearance, his dress code, had evaded everyone's mind from the duel that was about to reach its climax. All of their minds were focused on who the heck was he and how unusual it was for someone to have veins from his arms leak out and extend so far out of his body. The veins almost filled up a part of the hall and helped in withholding the punch intended for Ichiro's head. The veins had the boy's hand and body wrapped together therefore impeding the boy's movement. The boy had to struggle to say a few words.
"Hey! please I can't breathe, someone please help untie me!" he pleaded.
"Of course I'll untie you because after all I'm the owner of the veins." he said walking towards the boy before making a pause after reaching where Ichiro stood.
"And you, I don't know whats wrong with you, because your beautiful! splendid! adorable! lightning! really made things ugly around here you know?" he exclaimed like it was a spoken words contest.
"I'm sorry Sir!" Ichiro bowed as he laughed out his apology.
"What!" his eyes half closed. "that attitude of yours again? what's up with you?"
"Umm... its a long story sire!" Ichiro smiled.
"Well long stories are meant to be listened and hearkened to over a cup of tea," he said with his veins retracting to his arms thereby setting the boy loose. "But one bad thing– you don't have tea and another bad thing is that I don't like tea."
He walked back to the north point of the hall– the front of the hall. And everyone could visibly see the parallel blood steam emanating from the cut in his neck, just the exact way the boy with earrings had his, the only difference was that this man's blood steam was way too thick and the steam wasn't blinking like a bad electric bulb, exactly how the blood steam of the boy with earrings gradually started acting up after he cloaked both his arms with blood scab.
Now at the front of the hall, the man beckoned on those who hadn't taken their seats to do so before revealing his name to be Affel Amai. Ichiro the only one whom still hadn't taken a seat had once again called the attention of Amai with his unruly attitude of not seating down whilst every other person sat; and still smiling like an emoji? infact Amai had to let Ichiro be. He then sighed as he gestured the medics to place where the first victim of Ichiro's rainbow lightning lay unconscious.
"Look here everyone!" Amai pointed to the first victim who was being taken away by the medics, "You see that man right? he's Ryuk. He's supposed to be your receiving officer but you all know the rest. So therefore you all will have to pay each a day a visit to him in the organization's hospital with prayers before you leave for home until he recovers."
He then took in a deep breath. "AM I CLEAR?"
"YES SIRE!!!" the crowd of adminees responded.
"Good grief..." he mumbled. "Anyways! each and everyone of you will go into the admin session via those doors," he pointed at two doors. "and complete your clearance exercise then you will be handed your identity card, and the date of resumption will be announced thereafter. But the rainbow boy, will have to follow me to the room."
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From the look of the outside environment it was breezy; the weather was well favourable. But from the look of things inside the church, it was clouded in a mood of a serious discussion. The Reverend Canon Nuel– the vicar and chaplain of the Saints Chapel sat along side his subordinates: His curate – Reverend Jota, His Evangelist – Dianne and his Knight– Grammes.
The had been discussing for a while now, and although silence prevailed for some moments, it was just a means to come to an agreement.
"Well with all being said," The Canon finally broke the silence in his normal melodious fashion. "during the week before the Sunday service, we will therefore begin thorough exorcism exercise."
Now his voice pitched even more, "Dianne, you will go on an exorcism mission within our Diocesan District and as for my Curate and my knight, they will remain with me. But until then you all will have to wait till the exorcism authorization ritual is over with..."
His voice sank deep into them as they all knew they had some serious 'taking care of' to do.
...deunitnoC eB oT