It seems that Kou still had quite a ways to go in order to learn to control her teleportation as last night she had sneezed while in the shower and had ended up in Ichiro, Cleo, and Bugby's dorm. Thankfully it had only been for a second or two before she managed to collect her wits and teleport back to her room so the casualties were limited but the whole ordeal had been very stressful for the rabbit and she had gone to sleep with pink hair. This morning when she awoke it had gone back to blue and for a few minutes Kou was able to hope it had all been a dream until she went into the bathroom and realized she had dropped her conditioner when she teleported so the bottle was now lost between a rift of space and time.
Hopefully it would reanimate itself somewhere, but when and where Kou had no idea. The demon tried not to stress over it as she rolled out of bed and onto the floor, pulling the covers along with her. Today was going to be a long day and she wasn't sure if she was ready to face the three whom she had thought of as friends before. Hopefully this would change nothing between them, maybe they would all just have a good laugh and move on? Or they could think of Kou as some weirdo and she would have lost the only friends she managed to make. Kou ran her fingers through her hair, her locks turning pink. She got dressed quickly and exited the dorm, hoping to Tsukuyomi or whatever other God that they hadn't seen anything and going to the cafeteria in hopes of making it to breakfast before their morning class.
The dining room was empty save for a few scattered souls who were using their free time to study in the corners of the large space. Kou looked at the the different foods on display and settled on some sort of breakfast wrap filled with vegetables and eggs. She sat alone by a window, nibbling on the edges of the tortilla and deciding that she wasn't hungry. She was about to leave when something caught her eye and quickly Kou stuffed two lollipops into the pockets of her dress, remembering how Ruzik had reacted to the sweets the day prior. An announcement protruded through the air, slicing through the silence like a knife.
"Attention students this is your new acting Headmaster. I realize this morning has been a bit chaotic but for now if you would, make your way to your designated classroom â that is an order. Mr. Kurayami, Mr. Akigawa and Miss Rayne, you are also wanted at class." So it was finally time? Kou picked up her pace, her heels clicking briskly on the tiled floor as she made her way to the classroom where her peers would be. Kou was prepared for the worst, once more her hair had returned to blue but she knew it wouldn't stay that way once she entered the space where the three were. Maybe she should skip class to avoid them? No, Kou did not want to be on the teacher's and new headmaster's bad side on the second day of school.
There were only two other students in the classroom when she entered, Cleo and Ruzik. The two were chatting pleasantly enough by the window and at the front of the room was a red haired male smoking a cigarette with his dirty boots up on the desk. He clearly couldn't be bothered by their presence and so Kou stepped into the classroom, wondering where she should sit or if she should use this opportunity to escape from the area and hide in the garden for the morning lessons.
She awoke with no memory, florescent lights blinded the girl, startling her emerald eyes and prompting them to hide behind her closed lids. She did not want to face the day, not when her mind was swimming with missing pieces and patches of things that she did not quite understand. For days Muse had been floating in this half dream state with nothing but a name to cling to. Whenever she attempted to think back to the events that had landed her in this tiny white room it came up as stark as the walls and a headache would split through her skull.
Muse lolled her head to the side, resting her horns against the shredded pillow she had torn up during a particularly bad night. Occasionally a mage or two would enter to replace the magical seal that prevented Muse from using her abilities but even if they took it off she had no idea how they worked or what they even were. Precautions in case she regained her memories, they would say and then walk out; leaving the demon in a state of weakness that would send her back into sleep. Sometimes she would awake to the scent of food but it was always false; no meals were to be had in this prison and once more Muse would go right back to sleep; waiting for the mages do decide her fate.
Today when she awoke there were three; one held a bag with a change of clothes, the other exchanged the talisman stuck on her back and the third held her down so the other two could do their jobs. Soon Muse was dressed and sitting up, which was a step above what she had done yesterday. Her torn black dress was placed in the waste bin and Muse was left alone for a few minutes to inspect the new garments. A pair of black shorts adorned her legs with tall buttons that went up to her waist. Above that was a white top, a slightly creamer shade then the walls and a black jacket that was a size too big. She observed her reflection in the mirror but began to grow perturbed; the longer Muse stared the more she hated the demon that looked back at her. A scream ripped from her throat and she lunged at it, punching her reflection. The three mages from before returned to the room, two pulling her back from the mirror as she attempted to rip out the guts of the demon that was in the glass. The third cleaned up the fragments and went to the first aid kit on the table, wrapping Muse's knuckles which she had injured and were leaking blood.
"Time to go," a fourth mage had appeared in the doorway and soon they were following him, Muse walking between the four of them with deliberately slow steps. She had no idea where they were headed, for all Muse knew it could be to her execution. Instead they led the female to a car where one of the mages showed her how to use the seat belt and they sent her off with the warning to behave. The sunlight burned the demons eyes and she hissed, closing them and looking down. There were three mages in the car, two in the front and one sitting beside her. The one to her left reached over and pulled the curtain up so that the sunlight could not bother her and relieved Muse managed to look up and stare out as they drove.
They soon pulled up to a large gate with foreign words written across the top. The car stopped and one of the mages led Muse inside, handing her a piece of paper with directions to a classroom. "You're to meet your instructor and classmates there."
"I don't understand... Why aren't you going to execute me?" Muse questioned, tilting her head to the side as a frown crept onto her lips. "The head mage of the UK branch has decided to take pity on you. He says that we cannot punish you for your actions since you have no recollection of them." Muse's frown deepened at these troubling words; it was true her memory was gone. But what would happen when it came back? "Run along now before he changes his mind. Stay out of trouble." Muse turned and walked through the entrance, looking down at the paper in her hands. She could not read this words, she recognized the characters but the way they were strung together made no sense. The frustration made the wings on her back flap a bit and she began walking aimlessly.
It took a while but eventually Muse figured out she had to go to the large building in the center of the campus. Hopefully she could find someone in it who knew where she was supposed to be.