It did not start in the woods but back within her dorm room. She felt the strain holding her eyes shut more than her hand pressing a facepalm square across the face. She was shutting out the light and attempting to rest. It was not working.

A sigh is let out as she stands up off the bed. A few pairs of clothes were set up on the sheets. Each being of the typical Shokushu uniform. Her old clothes had a slight "Change" given during her initiation into the school. The only reason she appeared to be debating which of the outfits to put on was the simple fact that not all were kempt as the other. She picked out one that appears rather messy and worn vs. smooth and pure.

"Hmmm..." She cocks her head to the side while holding up the outfit, piece by piece, and inspects each with recollection. "I think this one was said to have belong to... A japanese girl? Wonder what happened."

"Eh, probably best not to know. You. Hand-me-downs. Ya'know that drill." Inquery to herself with a fragmented speach as if the answers were already spoken before she could finished asking them.

To elaborate the issue with these clothes, a case was brought up about a lady without the proper funds to compensate for the clothes that apparently gone missing. In this case, clothes that no longer were in need or desire had been offered with best intentions rather than good will.

She groans and shakes her head, shutting her eyes, and dropping the outfit back on the bed.

"Okay, I can't take this." She rushes the dresser drawer to plunge the outfits, but one, deep inside. The messy one is given a final fashionable look over before being stuffed under her arm. The tall girl was already dressed and ready to get out of the room and go somewhere. Question that alot of people might be wondering was why is she carrying a second set of the uniform?

As stated, it started in the dorms, being stuffed up, snotty, and without a doubt miserable about having an indoor life rather than outdoor duty. A farm girl at heart, she was used to chores around the clock untill it hit sundown. That didn't include papers, applications, or essays piled with requirements for her to bring in on the scheduled dates.

The hallway of the dorms is packed with students everywhere with an occasional teacher. She keeps an eye on these people knowing for a fact now that a good deal of the student and teacher bodies tend to prefer the same sex. It would be hard to keep on friendly terms with these folk while being straight.

Her head shakes again, jingling a small chain wrapped around her neck with properties of strange value, but of odd tastes. An angel is seen in the center of the necklace, a stark ruby colored clothe covering the most private of parts elegently, the skin happens to be a jade body color, while its wings appear of a shining diamond, and holding itself upwards with a risen hand held sword. It is not quite clear when she gained a hold of this odd item.

Heading out of the Dorm's building and into the cool night air seemed to fresh up the girl. It was not entirely to her liking. The climate and atmosphere here was of a one season climate. Had she been outdoors in her home town, it would have been a changing four season climate, and around this time still be colder and moist than the humid air here.

A swallowing gulp is heard by any that passes by Maude. Her head lifts to look around no where in particular, stretching the length of her throat out, and sighing again as if attempting to breath.

"God dammit. I hope this place doesn't give me reason for an inhaler." She shakes her head, "Don't think it works that way." Moving on and out of ear shot of any student listening in, "Li... Kaah... Yuck! Lighk yough knowgh?" A phlemy substance is hawked and spat at the ground before reaching the end of the steps.

She tries to sniff up the air deeply, breathing it in, and discerns where it is more cooler by just the senses.

Ico had been wandering about the forest on the island lately, wandering aimlessly as he thought. Things on the campus were always too... simple, potentially even boring. While there was the occasional amusement... his projects had largely gone unfulfilled. He had collected some things, even cobbled together a second 'base' from wreckages and parts, but with what really interested him... nothing.

That dark witch had shown some promise; she had a little fire in her, and perhaps some of the drive and callousness... but nothing like what he needed, not for this. And she was not the only girl jumps and bounds away... the few he found that might have the wit for it, had not the will or the way.

'Not enough... the girls are all too weak. Maybe what I need was...' He had stopped brooding at the sight of someone moving out through the night. At first he thought it was a boy, and he began to ease around it. Ico had little to do with the other monsters; most simply were not interesting, and others were too dangerous.

But as he moved, his vision changing spectrums, he realized that it was a girl, in-fact. '...huh. This is interesting...' Still with his appearance of a young, blonde man, he began to silently move about... walking around until he came up alongside the building. Walking up behind her, both quietly and casually. This strange young lady bore further investigation... something 'a little different' might be the very thing he was looking for... or close enough to use for it.

To get a good view of the many girls that resided on the island Gabriella had taken a seat on a low hanging tree limb near the entrance to the dorms. Just as she thought all the girls had gone to sleep, a girl stepped out into the cool night air. "What an odd girl. Has she not heard of the monsters residing on the island?" she said, her mind reaching out to leave an unnoticable tracer in the girl's mind so she would not have to hurry to keep up with the athletic girl.

Hearing a rustle from the brush below Gabriella tensed up, causing a few leaves to fall quickly to the ground as the newcomer passed below her perch. "Oh no, If they land on him they will give away my position." Wrapping her legs around the branch she rolled downwards, her body hanging downwards and causing her firm breasts to push against the thin fabric of her top as she reached out a hand trying to stop the leaves before they gave her away.

Maude stops for a moment. She tilts her head back and stares out in space.

"Huh..." She is wondering about something, that much can be certain, but what?

She looks around. There are indeed no students currently walking about at this hour. The final bell was way off in the distance. Anyone could say that it was ungodly to be awake and wandering at this time of night but it would not be improbable with universal schedules.

"Shut up," a bit of anger is in her voice. She is looking around her still. Something is wrong or upseting her and it isn't becoming clear at all what the game is.

She resumes walking away from the Dorms. She is close to approaching what can be considered Shokushu's Great Outdoors.

"Will it be ok?" "No," she was immediatly shaking her head 'no' while speaking raspy as before. Someone with incredibly keen ears could tell she was breathing heavily through one nostril, that the steps she had been casual with were increasing in pace, and that she was just a tad bit leaning into her steps more than before. She is rushing but it can't be quite told why, from, or to what.

All this occures within just those few moments with not even a minute passing by. The night is still shrouded around her, the boys are out wandering late, and the angels are falling like leaves.

Strange... talking to herself. Kind of interesting. Ico resisted the urge to whistle to himself as he walked, slowing down a bit. She had good senses... maybe she would not be a bad choice to start with after all?

Then he heared something... -directly- above him. His sense of hearing was not really preternatural, but his overall sense of space and area was exceptional... and the movement was enough to draw his attention. Starting, spooked, he glanced up quickly. And blinked. His eyes were drawn to her supple and barely-covered breasts, her upside down body swaying above him.

He slowly stood up on his toes to get a closer look.

'Now that is a nice sight... hmm. A monster? An angelic monster... oh rubbish. Tempting, but not the trouble i need. Still... girl or angel?' With a slight hop, he dashes quickly forwards, hands still in his pockets as he finally outright ran for Maude!

Looking down as she hung there Gabriella blinked in surprise as the seemingly small boy looked up at her, standing on his tiptoes to get a better view of her hanging breasts. Blushing slightly she crossed her arms over her chest and said "Looks like I've been spotted." After getting a nice view he dashed forward running straight for the athletic girl. "Oh no you don't!" she said dropping off the tree flapping her wings slightly as she fell into a glide, quickly gaining on the impossibly fast boy.

Maude had begun swallowing hard breathes. Her chest was thrusting up while her taut stomach sucked in deeply. This girl was losing something of either her will in panic or is in pain.

There is not too many details to be said about the woods. It is a vague arrangement of trees with a few worn paths from current tracks into the woods or to cut across some place remote. The animals do appear. Just the outline of them can be seen hiding away in bushes or around trees and the occasional one slithering away in the dune grass. It is not quite right to say that anyone or anything can identify what species they are. Something always seems a bit off when these animals give their natural calls.

She snaps her head up. Attention caught but not slowing to look away from what she heads for. It is obvious now that she is in a panic. There is plenty reason for anyone to fear a lonely night. This might mean she is not giving a frightened reaction to her pursuers. Perhaps just a reaction to unidentifiable sounds. For all she might know a rabbit is sprinting out of a hole at this late hour.

"W.. Wh.. Why arrrre you... Thin' inking of tea parties?" She sounds a bit out of breath or she stutters.

Racing along, the boy was growing taller, leaner. Faster too. He used more of his mass, letting part of him on the inside go hollower, and reducing his density as he grew longer legs and arms. He did not hear the angel at first; he was focused on the girl on the run!

"Boogahboogahboogah!" He roared as he ran after the girl, chasing her into the woods! It was all he could do not to laugh... though as he ran, his head quirked. What was it the girl had said? Something was not quite right with her... 'That is... very interesting. Very odd... going to have to catch you after all!'

Normally he would not try something this risky; not risking an issue with another monster. But now, he hurdled into the air, tackling into the terrified girl and bringing her down! He rolled with her as he did, arms wrapping around her tightly, letting his own body cushion some of the impact as they rolled...

Trying her hardest to keep up as the boy began rapidly growing, his body moving faster as he chased the frightened girl into the woods roaring"Boogahboogahboogah!". Chuckling slightly she thought to herself "What an interesting being. This could be fun."

Catching up to the two as he tackled the girl to the ground their bodies rolling across the forest floor. She stopped just out of the girls range of view as they stopped rolling, not wanting to frighten the girl after she had been tackled by the other monster. Reaching out to his mind she said "Looks like you got to her first, but maybe we can come to some sort of agreement?"

It is difficult to see what has her on the ground. Freezing time, the two are still, laying on the ground. Maude is on top of the elongated boy without the extra uniform. That outfit had landed away from the struggling pair in good condition. The compared shape of the boy was not as great. He had been the instrument of his own will to blunt the traumatizing force that had been on a roll. It was not the ground that caused him to mishapen. A good many trees line this aisle of nature. Only someone from high observation could detail how the impact occured. In this frozen moment, the only thing that appears to where he was struck is a cracked patch of bark the size of a fist crumpled like paper into the trunk.

Maude is fine if the fear she is exhibiting is excused. Although the features on her face looks a lot more like rage but a good observer of these events can tell the difference.

A hand is placed by the sides of this long boy. The same would be said of her feet. She is practically riding the male underneath her skirt while attempting to push up like a waking crab.

The long boy might reflect that this tall girl would have a severe headache in a minute or so. His face was generous enough to pillow the whiplash. That might explain the small moment of just laying there. Did she black out for a second or did the rolling disorient her? Was too much going on for the girl to comprehend? Usually instincts are compensated for something like that. Most likely she woke up instantly to be laid.

Time unfreezes and she coughes up a lung. Her hand lifts off the ground. That feral look on her face tightens into concern while looking down her body. She can see past her flat chest at something oddly like flesh wrapped around her waist.

That hand glides down her body to feel the skin of this boy. The tips of her fingers brushes along the small, light blonde, hairs of his forearms. A hiccup of breathing could be felt from a strong stomach. The abs constrict with each recovery of air.

After those few seconds of interest is when she declines her chin for a look beyond her shoulder. He would see her face had a bit of sand collected around the bandaid across her nose and in her hair but no scraps to add on the many scratches. Her view was not as great at seeing who laid her out on blankets of tall green grass and a bed of sand.

The tree tops offers a better view of the tangled couple.

He rolled across the ground, grunting and blinking as he hammered into a tree. Ow. What might surprise people is that blunt impacts were actually potentially effective on his rubbery tentacled body. An impact can simply knock them aside, the motion doing little damage... but when he cannot maneuver or move with it?

His eyes slowly narrowed as he sees Maude stand up slowly. Oops, right, that is what he was doing. He does not move, not really wanting to as he watched her trying to put her shaky senses together, coughing and drawing her fingers oer him.

Very strange. He sat up rather suddenly, pushing her backwards easily. His hand found her arm, holding it tightly as he clambered to his feet. "Hi there..." He said with a snicker, but then the words spoken to before floated through his consciousness. Oh, yes...

He surprisingly let go of Maude, standing more steadily as he looked to the angel. "Mmm... an agreement. I think... that could be met. Perhaps a game...?" As he spoke he watched Maude from the corner of his eye, curious to see how much of what was going on she actually comprehended.

"What kind of game did you have in mind?" she asked, the words floating through his mind once more. Stepping closer to the two she smiled at the monsterous boy, curious at what ideas are running through his mind. To keep the frightened girl from running away she motioned with her hand, setting an illusion in the forest to make all of the paths in the forest lead back to this spot.

Is taken by surprise but shows little of it on her face. Confusion tends to out weigh any other feature. The brows knit together, lips open as if to ask something, and her eyes look back and forth at the ground and this boy.

She blinks and then starts rubbing her eyes. They immediatly burn with watering sand falls. Her other hand starts petting her hair roughly with a flurry of mini-pellets of the sand flying everywhere around her shoulders or a foot diameter about her. She closes her eyes for this in the span of a few seconds.

The hand that was rubbing away at her eye is given a tight tug away from its duty.

She gives the boy a one eyed look. Her cheeks have stream lining down to her chin. Either she was crying in pain, aggitation, or fear. Judging by the one eye she was rubbing and the sand flying around like a bad case of dandruff it would be irritation.

"Hi there..." He said with a snicker. Maude turns to face him with her full attention grabbed.

The hand in his grip is given a tug. A second rougher tug was given when he did not let go immediatly. Surprisingly the next chance paid off or he simply let go of her hand.

The boy is observed as he speaks. "Mmm... an agreement. I think... that could be met. Perhaps a game...?"

She turns around now that she was a bit more aware of what is going on. The boy didn't exactly seem like he was directing his words at her but, then again, "Are you talking to me?" Her lip lifts at the corner of her mouth in a ridiculous fashion while knitting one brow in and the other lifting straight up unawares.

That was when she looks over his head and spots the uniform laying outside our remote field of odd greetings.

She walks around him in a rush towards the school outfit but it might be taken as an escape by any other observer.

His gaze shifted slightly at the question from Maude... but he did not answer. He smirked a bit as she watched her rush past, half-considering stopping her... but he watched her go, actually blinking as she went for her uniform. Very strange.

"Heh... maybe, maybe something. But I did get to her first. Why should I offer any kind of resolution to you?" His gaze shifted to the angel now, and he smirked slightly. It was a fair enough question...

"Good question. But if you choose to take the girl, you will only have her but if you offer me a chance at the girl you might win a chance at me." she said with a smile. Her focus was on the boy, not caring as the girl went for her uniform as she was sure that the illusion she cast on the forest would keep the girl within her range.