Detention, log 14.2

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Euna swung her legs, bored. This was her second detention for the month, and the fifth paper sailboat on her desk. She had been sent to detention this time for fighting someone who was making fun of the younger middle-schoolers. Did she think she deserved detention for the sheer kick of justice? No. But rules are rules, apparently. The huge bruise on her forehead wasn’t even enough to get her out of trouble.

There was only one other person in detention. Probably old enough to be in high school. Weird, she thought the high schoolers rarely ever got detention. This person also looked like he’s been through a rough time too. Euna’s curiosity was piqued, and the detention room was boring as all hell. She decided to lighten the mood while folding a sixth paper boat out of a barely-passing quiz paper.

“Hey Mac, what’re you in for?”

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"Cool! I mean, same!" Euna grinned widely at the boy. "I mean, what kind of loser wouldn't beat up a bully? I totally ruined them too, you should have seen it!" Euna knocked one of her paper boats off the table in her excitement, but barely seemed to notice. "Then again... you did have your own fight scene, didn't you? How did it go? Did the bullies cry?"

Oblivious to the boy's lack of enthusiasm, Euna placed her hands on either side of her face and settled down to listen.

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"Oh pfffft, that's what they get for attacking bystanders! Hah! They got what was coming!" Euna waved a paper boat in the air, elated. "Though I don't suppose you got hurt? Bullies can be pretty nasty when they're threatened. The competent ones, at least. The ones I fought were small fry, so I just had to fight one and the others backed off. Man, I was the hero of the grade-school--"

Euna stopped abruptly and squinted at what looked like a black tentacle on the boy's shoulder. "Eurgh! I mean, Cthulhu! I mean-- what is that?!" Euna strained in her seat, trying to get a better look at the tentacle. "Is that yours? I thought powers weren't supposed to work in detention!"

"Oh! Oh! Are we talking powers now?" Euna quite literally vibrated with excitement, the heels of her shoes clicking against the legs of her chair. "I never learned to make portals! Yet! I'm still learning, but I've got pure mana running through my veins, baby!"

Euna jumped up from her seat in excitement. She nudged it over the tiles a little, creating a little screech, but again, she didn't notice. Her face faded from excited to something more serene, and Euna held out her hands.

Threads of glowing mana snaked their way from her fingers and weaved their way into the air, creating a faintly blue lattice. "I can do this! I can tie people up with it, or make designs, lots of things! I can even turn it into electricity if I tried really hard!"

"Damn right!" Euna flushed with pride at the compliments. "Too bad I'll need a few more years at school to really learn how to make mana shine."

Internally, Euna shook off a memory of her successfully transforming her mana, then returned to the present. It wasn't a good idea to dwell too much on history. To distract herself, she withdrew her hands from in front of her. The mana threads also seemed to vanish, but in reality Euna had just re-incorporated them into her body.

Euna gave her hands another shake, and raised them above her head. She clapped once, then slowly moved her hands apart. In between her fingers was an elaborate lattice of mana threads. Written in the lattice was a message: "What's Your Name?".

"Damn right!" Euna flushed with pride at the compliments. "Too bad I'll need a few more years at school to really learn how to make mana shine."

Internally, Euna shook off a memory of her successfully transforming her mana, then returned to the present. It wasn't a good idea to dwell too much on history. To distract herself, she withdrew her hands from in front of her. The mana threads also seemed to vanish, but in reality Euna had just re-incorporated them into her body.

Euna gave her hands another shake, and raised them above her head. She clapped once, then slowly moved her hands apart. In between her fingers was an elaborate lattice of mana threads. Written in the lattice was a message: "What's Your Name?".