Ghosts need saving too

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Versailles busied herself double checking all of her seals, straps and buckles tying down the equipment. The lab was able to shut down completely, block itself off from the rest of the school if chemicals mixed badly to create a poisonous gas. They were all hoping to be able to seal it off completely and secure the rooms so that water couldn't enter the room. It was a whole lot of guess work, some physics to ensure they wouldn't collapse. What equipment could be moved, was brought upstairs.

Dragging up the last computer tower from the basement, Versailles' ears twisted flat ontop of her head. It was distressing, hearing the terror of dead souls trying to escape. Sometimes it was hard to tell if the sounds were coming from the school or the impending tsunami.

The fox girl dropped the tower in one of the higher labs, secured it, and made her way up to the highest point of the science wing. Too much to handle... I can't even swim. How do people deal with these things? Snow storms are one thing, poisonous smog another... but tsunamis? Versailles sighed and leaned against a wall, staring out the windows. Her ears flicked agian, picking up the sounds of more panick.

"I wonder if anyone else even knows they're there... the ghosts.. They can't survive a tsunami since it's water...."

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Ishikawa Yuuto

Ishikawa was absolutely not terrified for his life. Partially because he hazily did not have one anymore, though he liked to think that he did and it often felt like such things as breathing were still necessary. So because he stood on that clouded line between being dead and not, he found a particular compromise. If he were alive, a tsunami would drown him. If he were dead, then the waters would essentially erase him from existence because ghosts could not cross running water.

At the very least, the tower should have been a safe place. High ground was the ideal but Ishikawa interacted with nobody to the extent that they would actually think to help him get away. There was an uneasy fear that the tower would be knocked away, too, but surely in such an inherently magical place, the structures would be reinforced to prevent such a thing?

He remembered that the tsunami was supposedly unnatural as well.

So much noise. The howls of other supernatural creatures were ringing in his ears. They were aware of the danger, then, but they seemed to be mainly flocking in a different direction. Maybe years of lingering in the Academy had already given them an idea of where to head to when trouble emerged.

He headed upstairs, continuing on his way. So much better not to encounter spirits at a time like this, when merely using his magic had already become such a chore.
 
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