Getting Scrappy

On the inside, Ater was grinning. That was a quick reaction to the Nyrrava's corruption. Interesting. This guy was easily susceptible. A perfect plaything in the long run, but perhaps he should ease down the dosage. He didn't want to get him too worked up.

And just like that, the gun was gone. A summoner? Maybe he just teleported that weapon away. Ater will need to do some digging. His ears twitched when the guy warned him about the oncoming attack, and quickly ducked to avoid a running punch and let the cyclops get carried a few steps further. By the time he regained his balance, Ater was already wound up and kicked the cyclops square in the jaw.

"Phew!"

"Y-yeah. I don't think the councilor's going to like the fact that I got into another fight. Or the fact that you shot a gun." Ater knew there was a high chance that both of them were going to be ratted out, but right now, it might be best to leave while they still could.

"Nice to meet you, Marcus. I'm Ater. Uh, let's go let's take the other set of stairs." He lead the way to the opposite end in a half sprint. There was no time to lose. "By the way, if they rat us out, just come clean. Admit what you did, but don't forget to mention that they were bullying you. If we're lucky, the councilor could be in a good mood."

"Well, quite a few. Though it never got too bad since I could justify all those fights. Well... Most of them, but this one I was justified for sure." He did save a student from bullies... even though this student pulled out a gun and shot at another student. Bully or not, he'd have some explaining to do.

Once they were on the floor below Ater slowed down to a walk. "So, you're new here, right?"

"England? I hear thats a nice place. I can't really say where I'm from. Clan secret and all that, but it's close to Manta Carlos. I moved here when I finished elementary. Kinda got a reputation for being a troublemaker." Not a lot of people paid them any mind now. They have just successfully blended in with their peers.

"That thing you did, uh, you know when you pulled out the thing? That was summoning, wasn't it?" He had to be careful not to blurt out that Marcus tried shooting someone. Powers were often used when students disagreed, but he never had an instance where guns were involved. Swords, arrows, both were on par for the course, but guns? Nah.

"Pfft, ninja? I wish! We're just a clan of kitsunes that tend to temples and shrines. Some choose to do that from birth till death, some look for other callings. Me? I guess I'm somewhere in the middle. Not really sure if I want to stop doing it, but I also want to explore, you know?" Ater shrugged. "I suppose I could always hop from one shrine to another, taking year-long breaks in between."

Ater had a guess that Marcus meant that he could summon things from spellbooks, but the book he had before didn't look... magical? Maybe it was just a clever disguise. When asked if he created fire, he chuckled, raising his with a finger pointed up, letting a small blue flame shine. "Yeah. Not just any fire though. This is called Foxfire! I can make it burn you or just give you a bit of warmth or none at all and just have it give light without having to worry about burning anything down by accident. But a lot of other kitsune can do this."