It had been a long, uneventful trip on the marked starship as it passed silently through space at faster than light speeds with it's cargo aboard yet no one dared to attack it, not those that wished to sell those aboard nor those who would want to save them from slavery. this ship was special. It entered the atmosphere quite a ways away from the island and a gass filled the chamber as the loud speaker came on.

"We are now making out final approach to the landing strip of Shokushu University, please buckle your safety belts and prepare for landing."

Somewhere in the back of the plane in the bathroom a young woman with blue hair stood up wincing slightly and shaking her head.

"Ugh... damn turbulence! must have hit my head on something Well least I'm still alive and not bleeding. doubt I have a concussion."

she reasoned as she pushed herself off the floor and exited the room walking to her seat and buckling up after receiving a few rather angry glares from the crew and steward.

She offered a kindly false smile to them as the 'plane' hit the water suddenly sending many of the girls aboard jerking slightly forward a few, that had decided not to buckle up ended up falling over flashing their panties to everyone aboard. As the plane slowed to a stop finally the pilot would announce.

"Welcome to Shokushu University campus island, today's temperature is a temperate 58 degrees Fahrenheit with sunny skies. do enjoy your new home for the next four to six years! Anything not brought aboard now will be delivered to your dorm by the end of the day!"

The blue haired girl stood and pulled down two bags from the overhead compartment of the rather large biplane , she had several others she hoped wouldn't mysteriously vanish from the school or were forgotten at the airport. she'd hate to need to find a new magic book.

She slung the back back over her shoulder and the duffel bag over as well; she was one of the only girls not carrying some sort of purse with her; her things were kept in a waist pouch of sorts.

She wore a pair of simple dark jeans and a long sleeved purple shirt with a lavander jolly roger on the front, her long black jacket had a single gray star embroidered on the front. the stepped off the plane finally and took a glance around for a short time humming to herself taking in the sight of the island and the sun she took a deep breath and lasughed softly.

"Even smells better than that..."

she air quoted

"'Wholesome Christian community''"

wih a huff she winced softly glancing to her right arm; she decided to ignore the faint sudden burn that had hit her, everything seemed fine to her.

Walking on the beach admiring the beautiful clear sea water I heard the sound of the Sea Plane the its engine making that buzzing noise that those planes made, I decided to head to the docks where passengers departed the plane once they landed. I was curious what the new students would look like so nothing else to do I had walked to in that direction.

Looking up I saw the sea plane making it normal route with its slow wide arch around the island as it came from behind the trees and the far side of the island I watched its descent and was amazed that it didn’t break in half at how it bounced off the waves when it hit the water. “Oh wow that hit hard, talk about a bumpy ride.” I quickly hurried to the docks wanting to see how bad it was by observing the new students faces.

Getting to the base of the dock I stood near one of the large pier beams semi hidden but not really hiding as I leaned up to the large wooden beam I watched the students in there school uniform exit the plane looking very upset at the landing and there hair was disheveled even a few seemed to be limping as I hear one of the girls talking loudly. “Wait until I tell my father about this, he going to sue the pilot for this I swear.” I bit my lower lip as I moved a little more behind the large wooden pylon thinking to myself. ‘I hope I never get her mad at me.’

As I watched the long blonde hair of that student waved back and forth as she left the docks I started to have a vision of a Native American Girl getting of the same plane but not dressed like a student but wearing dark jeans and a purple shirt with the skull and crossbones of the Jolly Roger, I shake my head to clear it from my daydreams and turn back to the plane as I see another student getting out. Shading my eyes from the sun I could tell she wasn’t wearing a school uniform when she stepped out I could see it was what I day dreamed. “Wow deja vue.” I said more to my self then any one still slightly behind the beam trying to remain out of sight as I blush looking and this girl.

I notice she carrying some bags with her and they look kind of heavy it appeared to be a back pack and a duffle bag. Talking to myself once more as if narrating something in a movie “I wonder if her family in the military? Think I would of fell over if I had to carry that stuff, why don’t she just leave it for the porters to take it?” I looked at her puzzled at her.

"You know I can see you back there."

She called out after noticing that she was being watched by a brunette peeking out from behind a column to the roof above the dock that she was standing on. The dark blue haired woman sighed softly cocking her head to the side as she sauntered towards Komiko with a bit of a half smile to her.

The bags she carried were mostly her more personal items or the items for her hobby 'radio building' of course, the school approved of that though of course they wouldn't and couldn't know she had learned to make transmitters that couldn't be tracked. She had plans and of course would keep them at some point.

"and for your information, My dad was a state trooper; so you were pretty close."

She laughed faintly as she stood there. Her stride had been quite manly as was her stance. she was a bit of a strange woman it seemed, very much the tomboy she dressed and smelled as; she was obviously wearing a men's cologne. She tapped her foot for a moment glancing back and forth on the dock house before shrugging softly.

"Are you the entire welcoming party then? no big 'welcome to shokushu' or 'congratulations on the first day of true independence' not even a staff member or official welcome wagon club? I think I'm in heaven then!"

I timidly come out of my hiding place. “H-hello... Umm yeah welcome to Shokushu I uhmm my name is Komiko Takayama I uh You heard me all the way up there?” I said as I played with the trim of my school skirt my hands together before me as I blushed at Lynmarie addressing me. “If it makes you feel better no one had welcome me to the school either but im pleased to meet you Miss.” I tell her as I bow before her and return to my stance glancing up at her nervously.

I observe her then ask. “Would you like some help with your bags? You know you could have left them on the plane and they would of taken them to the dorm.” I told her as I slowly stepped up on one of the steps and slipped and fell forward landing in front of the new girl feet the back part of the school skirt flipping forward showing off my striped panties to the new comer, the skirt alone was designed to be short most likely to show off the students undergarments.

I gasp knowing im showing off my backside and get up quickly as I hear a ripping sound in front of me, I squeal seeing I had ripped my blouse and was showing off my pink laced bra with a cute butterfly in the middle, my blouse had caught on a loose nail and I tugged it off it as I tried to cover myself blushing crimson red. “Please excuse my unacceptable attire.” I tell the new student looking as if I was about to die of embarrassment.

The girl laughed a little at the bad luck the girl was having though; she'd never seen a pair of panties on a girl in her life, and that included in a mirror. she'd always worn men's knit boxer briefs. the legs always altered to stay nice and right and the front flap to remain closed at all times. as for a bra, She kept her chest covered with a padded silk strap wrapped like a bandage around her chest.

"Oh it happens to everyone once in awhile but, maybe you shouldn't wear that skirt, it's sort of revealing, you seem waaaaayyyy too modest to be wearing something so revealing. I mean hell the school can't like the students wearing that."

She commented not knowing that skirt ,blouse and vest combo was the uniform, also not knowing the uniform required a girl to wear a white bra and panties. Had she she'd be in quite less a good mood.

"Oh right, name. I'm Lyndsey Marie Tulon. Glad to meet you."

she smirked gently stretching her arms back behind her head as she continued to hold her bags.

"Too much sensitive stuff in the duffel; I don't trust people with it let alone idiots that unload planes."

I give Lyndsey a slight frown. “Embarrassing things seem to happen to me more then most other people, as for the uniform being this short umm that’s how they issued it to me, I tried to explain it was to short but they told me that’s the way the school standards are, in fact you might notice a lot f the girls here have near the same looks, well there the few who rebel but you don’t want to do that, you get detention and that’s not any fun.” I explain to her as she introduced herself.

“Oh that’s a pretty name, if you like I can escort you to the dorm.” I look at her still holding the tattered part up over where it should be if it didn’t ripped. “Just wondering what’s so sensitive about it?” I ask looking around to make sure no one is around. “If its alcohol or something like that you’ll get in big trouble for that, I hear some where in the basement there a hidden supply some of the girls make but going down there kind of scary.” I explain to her.

“So did you hurt your arm when the plane landed? I notice you looked in pain when you got off and looked at your right arm? They have a very good medical department here so your health is well taken care of here.” I tell her as I turn and start to move in the direction of the dorms looking back to make sure she follows me.

She blinked slightly putting a finger in her ear and rubbing around slightly shaking her head slightly.
"Nope, ears are nice and clean, nice and clear. That thing is the uniform?! there isn't a pants uniform is there?"
She hoped for one anyway, prayed. the very idea of having to wear something girly appalled her to her core it almost made her want to throw up, in fact it DID make her want to throw up. She cringed softly again before taking a deep breath.
"Oh what's so sensitive? nothing alcoholic I promise, just some vaccum tubes and other things mostly newer parts but, I like to build radios."
It was only a partial truth, wanting to start a pirate radio on school grounds was of course omitted from conversation whenever possible. Next at the mention of her arm she shook her head slightly.
"Oh uhm... no I didn't hurt myself I have uhm... I have... arthritis, yes arthritis that's all. Had it since I was twelve bothered me for a second."
She laughed faintly at that before hiking her bag back onto her shoulder after it had slid just a little.
"Oh the dorms? well yeah guess we can go there; they gave me a key when we got on the plane."

I giggle at her antics. “Yes this is or in my case was the school uniform as for pants... what you think this place is a boys school? Though I have to admit you kind of act like a boy but I know a few other girls like that and there pretty cool well not really know them but know of them to tell you the truth.” I blush at admitting that I didn’t know many people and started to chew on my lower lip.

I listen to her explain what the sensitive stuff was and was fascinated about her knowing how to build things. “I’ve build a crystal radio here but I think we are to far from any radio station because I mostly got static, but maybe there a radio program here because I head some strange chatter once it sounded like it was one of those radio story telling station like war of the worlds that was played long time ago on Halloween.” I explain. Then I notice her acting strange when the subject moved to her arm.

I had stopped to let her catch up to me but stared ashamed looking at the ground. “You don’t have to lie to me about your arm, one your much to young to have that type of arthritis two the change in pitch of your voice and the fact you refused to look in my eyes when you told me that are signs of a lie, but if you didn’t want to talk about your arm you should of just said so, but if its hurt I wish that you go see the nurse just to make sure you didn’t break anything.” I told her and started to walk once more.

I didn’t want the mood to stay as I had turned it so I tried to change it as she had also said something about getting a key. “Oh your lucky me they had lost all my paper work and I had to spend a few weeks in the hospital, it seemed I had lost more then my key and paper work but I have a nice room, I think you like yours... well I hope you like yours, I wonder if you have a roommate? I don’t just two beds and just me.” I giggle sound quite happy to be here.

"Probably better if I don't have a roommate, girls tend not to like me."

she offered with a wholly honest tone taking a breath as she glanced to her arm shaking her head once more to herself before she'd simply decide she might as well show the girl as the two entered the dormitory. the room was rather empty right now, most of the new arrivals being shown around the island by older students of the creatures hidden in random places.

She pulled her sleeves up and showed Komiko the odd lettering on her right arm, it had a faint red glow to it that seemed to become stronger for just a moment before fading into nothing but a dull black ink.

"It just sort of appeared one day, not sure what it is. but it hurts now and then."

She shrugged faintly as they continued to walk. she herself was in thought before she'd again speak.

"What? a girl can't wear pants? what year is this fourteen nine? could have sworn it was later than that."

she didn't own a single shred of girly clothing, well not willingly anyway, any iof the girly clothes she had were snuck onto the plane by her mother, mostly lingire and dresses in hopes that her daughter might wear them.

I look at her puzzled. “Really? I’ve only known you for a few minutes and I like you, but a lot of the girls here like having there own room but if you ever wish to move in with another student that’s allowed if both parties agree to the move so pretty much the dorms rooming system kind of chaotic.” I explain what I have observed of how the rooming situation worked.

I notice her starting to pulling up her sleeve and quickly notice the glowing red runes on her arms. “Oh wow magic Runes would you mind if I touch it? I want to see if a light touch would do anything.” I ask her as my eyes are wide with wonder, we stop in front of my room and I open the door to allow her in. “Please come in, this is my room.” I told you as the door open it looks like maybe I had open the wrong door and was entering a large library but you soon notice there was a bed covered in books as well opened as if some one was reading a dozen books at once.

I wait for you to enter before I head inside my room still holding the ripped fabric that make for a misfitting puzzle piece. The room has the smell of old and new books with a hint of fresh pine, possible from what looks like new book cases. On one of the bed you would be hard pressed to even figure it was even a bed with all the books stacked on it. “Sorry about the mess but please make your self at home.” I told Lyndsey.

She didn't answer yet as she moved into the cluttered room calmly placing her bags down for now. she'd find her room later. She gestured slightly at an empty space in the floor and a simple stool rose from it for her to sit on. she sat like a boy too, legs spread for the most part. there really wasn't much of a feminine bone in this girl's body.

"freaky room arrangements for a college but, hey guess that's part of growing up deciding who you live with or don't."

She commented looking to the runes at her arm she shrugged to Komiko.

"go right ahead but, be careful."

the second her arm would be touched komiko would see a dark tome dripping in blood in her mind's eye, one that any normal person would see as evil. of course there was no real evil in magic, it was what the person did with the power that determined the alignment of it.

"As for a mess, you should have seen my room back home. Officer Tulon gave me shit about it every other day."

I watched in amazement as a stool materialized out of thin air and she had sat down as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happen. “Wow that is so cool, im still learning about magic so I haven’t been able to do that. Hmm? Oh yeah the room arrangement are a bit odd around here but you’ll get used to it soon im sure it be normal for you.” I move over to her looking still at her tattooed arm and timidly touch the magic runes.

As soon as I touch the runes the hand holding the torn blouse flies out to my side and my head snaps back and my whole body goes ridged my eyes open wide and look as if they were vacant. My pendent of an Angel with a sword behind it that looked to me made of a mixture of solid gem stones began to glow a bright blue green. My minds eye saw the book but it was made of gold adorn with beautiful gems what had looked like blood in the new light seemed to be water coming out of it like it was making its own waterfall. This vison had echo it’s way back to Lyndsey minds eye.

The exposed breast where the tear was you could see under the fabric of the thin laced pink bra with the butterfly in the middle that my nipple was slowly getting hard the next second I had collapsed to the floor, my eyes was closed and I laid on my side where I had fallen my breast still exposed and most of my striped white and light blue panties. I laid there motionless other then the fact I was breathing hard.

If you had been in a trance you soon would have been brought out of it as something soft hit you in the back of the head. Thump. Thump.. You are greeted with a hi pitched voice yelling at you as the door had slammed close. “You killed my Mistress you wicked girl!” Thump. Thump.. Again with something that was white and soft and attached to the end of it was what appeared to be an Imp swinging wildly at your head. “Oh poor Mistress killed by this wicket girl, who she gave Impy Oatmeal Cookies with Nuts in them and Mistress was being nice to you and you killed her.” Thump. Thump.. Once more the little Imp attacks you with what you believe to be a pillow.

Te odd image of the rather ornate golden tome surrounded by water hadn't been expected; from what Lyndsey had learned about evil and good; chances were that book was the evil one is evil could exist as a book. her image of the flesh bound book with blood ink that was bleeding was the good.

She didn't noticed at first that Komiko was down on the floor, it took her a few moments to snap out of her own delirium. She knelt beside Komiko patting the girl's cheek slightly.

"Hey you alright girl?!"

She sounded worried as shee shook the woman gently before she felt something odd tapping her at the back of the head. She turned her gaze over her shoulder only to see a little imp of some sort; Imps... Odd little familiars Lyndsey herself was still waiting for a familiar to make her an offer.

"She's still breathing she'll be fine... now will you stop poking me in the back of the head?!"

She shouted obviously a little annoyed the the little thing as she stood and dispelled her stoolit was about then She walked around to Komiko's front and gazing over her figure noticing the signs her body showed.

"She's... horny or cold? eww... kinda hope she's cold... "

I moan as I slowly come to, my hair hiding my face I move it away as my green eyes start to focus and see my little Imp hitting Lyndsey in the back of the head with his small pillow, I gasp upon seeing this. “Impy stop that!” the Imp gives Lyndsey one last hit to her head and drops his pillow and hops down to my side hugging my cheek with its little hands.

”Impy so happy Mistress is Ok, Mistress cheek is so cold? Did the wicked girl cast a cold spell on you? Impy will punish that wicked girl.” the Imp turns to Lyndsey arms spread wide like watching gunfighter ready to draw his guns when I suddenly grab him and press him up against my chest my breasts incasing his little head. “No Impy! I wont have you hurting my new friend!” I had yelled to the Imp.

The little Imp goes limp and dangles there as you can hear a muffled voice from the Imp. “Mmm Impy like this.” it said as it remained pressed there. I had gasped at what it had said and start to blush pulling the little Imp away from my breasts. “Your such a pervert Impy, behave yourself or no Oatmeal Cookies for a week, you know your not to show your self to other students.” I scolded the Imp as I put him down shaking my finger at him and looked up at Lyndsey “Please forgive him, he very protective about me.” I explained to Lyndsey blushing even more.

"It didn't hurt Komiko, barely even noticed him girl.."

She offered with a bit of a hearty laugh to Komiko as the familiar enjoyed it's place in the shy girl's cleavage A bit of a bright smile on her face as she shifted her stance a little holding her hands behind her head looking up to the ceiling.

"And y'know I do know a bit of Mana manipulation; even if it's just beginner stuff like summoning a stool and something kinda similar to a Jedi mind trick. Familiars are supposed to be protective of you, i mean you did sign a contract... no clue why you'd ever want to sign with an imp though. "

She rolled her eyes slightly as she glanced around at the room some more thinking for a bit as she rubbed her rune covered arm.
"Sorry about my arm making you faint, I don't even know what it says yet. some torn piece of paper absorbed into my arm and left them there."