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[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

Who: Sheik and YOU.
What: Nocturnal fun times.
When: April 14th-April 21st, night.
Where: EVERYWHERE.
Warnings: Sneakin' around.

Zelda just seemed to have the worst luck with boys. Link was here, but he wasn't her Link. Marth departed, and now Meta Knight was gone too. She'd never been one to take this kind of stress and heartache very well (it was confusing and she did not like it), so the easiest thing to do in times like this was to be someone who was not Princess Zelda.

Of course, she had her front to keep during the day, and she carried on as always, eagerly awaiting the nights when she could magic on her (extremely convincing mysterious ninja boy) disguise and cavort about on rooftops.

So that was exactly what she would do.

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20th Just after 3am

[brb-looting.livejournal.com]

Matthew had also had his share of stress lately. He'd not only been busy with keeping up an innocent and naive front with everyone he came into contact with, but he was also working on covertly gathering as much information about the people, technology, and weapons as he could. There was so much here he didn't know. Whether he liked to admit it or not, he was in a bit over his head.

Still, that wasn't what had really gotten to him. The reason he was sitting on this rooftop, staring into the distance in a very bland way, was nightmares. He didn't really remember them. They probably had to do with Leila's death, but he really had no indication of that. He knows that Hector had been in one, and that in another everything was in shades of yellow, and he slowly lost the ability to move his legs. But things like that were all he could remember. A scene, a face, just the general undercurrent of terror.

Back in Ostia they'd gone away, or more likely, he'd learned how to operate on less sleep. Now that he had other worries to occupy his mind, and a tangible job to be doing, they were presenting a problem. He should be trying to dig deep and figure out how to stop the nightmares, but he's far too tired for that.

He wishes he could go to sleep.

[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

Matthew was certainly not alone on that particular roof tonight. Sheik recognized him as a relatively new member of the student body, so perhaps he hadn't quite been acquainted with the more nocturnal aspect of Smash Academy.

She could easily see that he was getting himself acquainted with nighttime rooftops. The only problem was that they were most certainly interrupting each others' night escapades. It was not, however, a terribly bad thing, and perhaps it was an opportunity to learn more about this strange brooding fellow.

"You're up late."

[brb-looting.livejournal.com]

Matthew was slightly alarmed when he was alerted to Sheik's presence. He had gotten significantly closer than most people do. Still, he knew the other was there before he spoke, and that was a tiny bit comforting.

He turns to the other after he's been addressed, giving a slight jump as to appear fully startled. He's got a smile on, it should be his happy go lucky, innocent naive smile, but he's not quite up to that at the moment, and it's not nearly as convincing as it should be.

"Oh! Hello there. Haha, I suppose I am. And what about yourself? What business do you have at such an hour?"

[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

It was always something of a crapshoot sneaking up on people at night and surprising them. You never know who was carrying a knife or a gun or a death ray. Generally, playing nighttime ninja was a good way to get shanked. If you didn't know what you were doing, anyway.

This man seemed fairly innocuous (mostly because he hadn't attacked at the first word spoken to him), but it was always good to tread with caution.

"Patrol." She replied. Though Sheik was not affiliated with security, she often took it upon herself to curb nighttime mischief. "Making sure no one is getting themselves in trouble."

[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

[Sheik finds it extremely interesting how many people seem to suffer from sleeping issues, not that she's one to talk.

From his bench, he might perhaps hear harp music from somewhere nearby.]

[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

[And lo! The source of the mysterious melody is coming from the fountain, where a strange ninja boy sits, plucking away on the instrument.]

[psg1loveletter.livejournal.com]

With the excess of pills in her system at any given time, it was no surprise that Sniper Wolf was a stranger to sleep. As she was so accustomed to in her line of work, brief naps sustained her where the painkillers could not, which left her with free time on her hands once night fell.

There was nothing like a midnight stroll to soothe the mind - something she sorely needed after witnessing the sheer idiocy of certain classroom antics that day. She prowled along the rooftops of the school, surveying it as a hunter would, for a possible vantage point. It would've been a perfectly innocuous activity, were it not for the massive sniper rifle she carried constantly, out of habit.

[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

And here was someone who looked mildly suspicious. Sure, the students and staff of the Academy were a potentially dangerous bunch, but someone wandering around at night with a GIANT GUN instantly set off alarm bells. Sheik knew it certainly wasn't her job to police mysterious faculty carrying around giant rifles, but she had to admit it would help her rest easier if she could uncover the intention.

So maybe she would just...tail this mysterious gun-toter. Maybe just a little bit. Until she was sure mysterious gun-toter wasn't going to shoot anything with that mysterious gun.

[psg1loveletter.livejournal.com]

Wolf hadn't survived this long on the battlefield as a lone sniper if she couldn't sense when she was being tailed. She had honed herself to tell when there were eyes upon her - being surprised in the middle of a hunt was almost always spelled death.

Still calm, her finger curled against the trigger of her PSG-1. "Now... who is this little shadow following me?"

[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

It took much less time for this gun-toting woman to realize she was being watched than the princess-in-disguise bargained for. Sheik did not particularly want to get shot.

She pressed herself flat against the wall, breath caught in her throat. Perhaps, if she could only be quiet enough...

15th

[volttackler.livejournal.com]

Climbing rooftops and nibbling on wires was also what a Pikachu did by nature. Amp was being the usual pest, going around and chewing on whatever wire-like objects she could find, whether it be the real deal or something like a shoelace.

What do?

[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

And soon enough, Sheik felt something tugging at her boot. She lifted her leg and jerked away instinctively until she realized it was the school's resident Pikachu.

"...Hello."

[volttackler.livejournal.com]

"Pika!"

Amp waved.

She then proceeded to jump for Sheik's arm to nibble on her arm wrappings. They had a funny texture, but an enjoyable one to sink her teeth into.

[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

Not expecting the little Pokemon to be so forward, she tried to pull her arm away.

"That's my sleeve."

April 15th, NIGHT

[pink-shroom.livejournal.com]

Peach has had her share of problems too. Watt and Parakarry were deeply concerning her and other than Mario, there was no one else she could talk to. She couldn't risk the safety of Watt and Parakarry's wellbeing. And no, she didn't know their parents were involved with this.

She just tried to be supportive, and try to think up a way to get them out of this unscathed.

It was a nice night. Clear skies and a warm temperature. Perfect time to take the stress off and enjoy the littlest of peace. Peach sat on the roof, gazing up at the stars.

Re: April 15th, NIGHT

[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

It was always strange and rather uncomfortable to happen upon one of Zelda's friends as her mysterious ninja-boy alter ego, especially when said friend actually knew the great and terrible secret. Better to keep both lives separate and minimize confusion and awkwardness, right?

Sometimes, however, it was unavoidable, and Sheik was, of course, surprised and rather curious to find Peach outside at this hour.

Maybe...maybe a little creepin' couldn't hurt.

Re: April 15th, NIGHT

[pink-shroom.livejournal.com]

Peach was here really just enjoying the quiet. She possibly turned her head on reflex at some point to see a Shiek there. Of course, she looked surprised. It had been a while since she saw Zelda that way. Better respect it the best as she can, not many people were around but also not a lot of people knew her secret.

"...Hello."

Thursday, 21st, 1am

[stay-classy-cat.livejournal.com]

Warren was a Persian. A cat. No matter how much he toiled over perfecting the art of transformation between Human and Pokemon, to control himself in either form as appropriate to whatever was his internal agenda, he would oblige his cat instincts more often than not. He did not feel particularly inclined to break his farce of pretending to be just some news editor boy from FDC with some kind of bindi accenting his forehead. He did not want to oust himself quite yet.

But tonight, there was something on his agenda, and it involved a faint trail of blood dripping from the forest, up the side of the main building and onto the roof. It was a trail marked by very faint droplets, something that would likely be washed away by the next rain but to the keen eye, it was glistening in the moonlight and still warm.

[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

Now here was something very suspicious indeed. Blood leading to or from the forest was generally a bad sign, even moreso than just blood on its own. Smash Academy's forest could be a mysterious and dangerous place, after all.

She followed the train of blood from the edge of the woods, to the main building, where it changed direction and crawled up to the roof. Determined to get to the bottom of it, Sheik began to scale the wall.

TROUBLEMAKERS BEWARE.

[stay-classy-cat.livejournal.com]

You find on the roof, a cat on his period. On the edge of the roof was a three-clawed mark, made as the creature or person hauled themselves on top of the roof. There was also a smear of blood, as if the bleeding thing rubbed up against the edge.

The blood trail continued across the roof and lead behind one of the metal air conditioning ducts. There, was a shadowy, four-legged creature with what appeared to be three red eyes. There was something trapped in it's jaw, and it was clearly the bleeding thing.

Every night, near the forest area

[green-arachnid.livejournal.com]

Ever since Marie left, Spinny had been setting out into the forest every night. The trees reminded her of the National Park from Johto, and it felt more like home than the lonely dormitory room back at the capus.

So there we was, sitting at the base of a tree that grew at the edge of the forest, gazing up at the stars.

[rulebywisdom.livejournal.com]

It wasn't difficult to miss Spinarak's presence, especially when the girl was near the forest a few nights in a row. Therefore, it was only inevitable that mysterious ninja boy would cross paths with her at some point.

Sheik had to admit it was a bit curious as she prowled the trees above her, a bit less noiselessly than she would have liked.

[green-arachnid.livejournal.com]

For someone who tended to creep around, Spinny didn't realize that there was someone creeping on her as she stayed sitting at the tree. Sense of hearing wasn't Spinny's strong points, and she missed the rustle of the branches above her as she drew a small sigh.