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[Empiricist]

"Let me guess, you're Mister Johnson then?"

[kj1225]

"What? No..."
He doesn't sound very convincing. Especially since his inflection matches the teacher's exactly.

[Chevaleresse]

Ianthe merely chuckles.

[Empiricist]

The world bleeds, it bleeds an inky ichor, roiling forth from invisible wounds carved in the shape of a sigil. It was the image of a wheel, a wheel made of water, but also of fire; Shou quietly mutters something under his breath, fourteen, seemingly random words, a sentence with no meaning, and the wheel shudders to life. A crash of thunder, the roar blinding, literally blinding. His radiant silhouette spins in perfect sync with the sigil as a black bramble formed of countless overlapping runes expands forth, forming a barrier of sorts.

His form shifts. Details precipitate, matter congeals. The brambles wither and die, the sigil clots and crumbles to naught. Rushing forth from the aftermath is Shou, back in his human form, attempting to grab the tsukaima.

[kj1225]

The tsukaima has wisely decided to stay well away from grabby hands in the air.

[Stirk]

The world bleeds, it bleeds an inky ichor, roiling forth from invisible wounds carved in the shape of a sigil. It was the image of a wheel, a wheel made of water, but also of fire; Shou quietly mutters something under his breath, fourteen, seemingly random words, a sentence with no meaning, and the wheel shudders to life. A crash of thunder, the roar blinding, literally blinding. His radiant silhouette spins in perfect sync with the sigil as a black bramble formed of countless overlapping runes expands forth, forming a barrier of sorts.

His form shifts. Details precipitate, matter congeals. The brambles wither and die, the sigil clots and crumbles to naught. Rushing forth from the aftermath is Shou, back in his human form, attempting to grab the tsukaima.

"Hey! You are back to normal now, you don't have to hurt the poor wittle thing!" Rose once again arms herself with her pointer finger.

[Empiricist]

"So, now what? I just take the blue pill or somethin'? I mean, I don't think being a plush toy will help much, compared to Dapper Miss Shooty McMonocle over there at least."

[kj1225]

"Oh thanks, I almost forgot I could do that!"
Shou is pinned to the wall as the gryphon drops onto the desk once again.
"Just because you don't look powerful doesn't mean you don't have the same amount that they do."

[Empiricist]

"As I am right now? Or as a doll?"

[kj1225]

"Well, you weren't particularly intimidating to begin with... Anyways the rest of you should try transforming. We have other business to deal with today before I let you go... That's a figure of speech, not literal."
He adds the last bit on after briefly looking to Shou.

[Stirk]

"As I am right now? Or as a doll?"

Rose puts both her hands behind her head "Gahaha! I just realized you really did turn into an i-doll! Maybe that is what we should call you?"

[Empiricist]

"What would 'i' even stand for?"

[Chevaleresse]

Ianthe's expression has reverted to amusement.

[Stirk]

"What would 'i' even stand for?"

"Inflatable!"

"Not I-doll, Idol! It would just be a pun, cuz you are an I-doll now!" Rose's hand is back to pointing.

[Empiricist]

"Rose, I'd like it a lot more if you just capped me."
And with that, the boy-turned-doll-turned-boy, continues trying to unpin himself.