Arowen didn't always treat her familiar that way. It was just that he knew her moods better than anyone else, and so he was okay being the one being she didn't have to hide her feelings for. She hid them so well, kept under that cool mask of hers, that it was a wonder she hadn't gone insane.
As a relatively strong girl, she could half-carry half-drag a person inside. She simply put the body of the unconscious student in the entryway and went to get another. By the time they were done, she was soaked in sweat.
Sebastian had faired a bit better, seeing as Farthing had been helping him carry the students. He made his way over to Arowen, offering her a towel for the sweat.
"When do you think they'll wake up?" He asked.
"I don't know," she said, accepting the towel and wiping her face off. "I've seen things like this. Usually, they wake up around 5-10 hours later, after the gas leaves their system. Unless they're allergic, then usually a few days at the least."
"Okay then." Sebastian held his hand out one last time, and Farthing went back to being a dagger. Sebastian went silent a moment, thinking.
"Any idea what they wanted?" He asked, motioning to a dead body. He hadn't touched those, leaving them to the police to clean up.
"I don't," Arowen said with a tired sigh. "They've come for the headmaster, time and time again, but for what reason, I don't know. This is the first time they've actually targeted the school as a whole, though."
Sebastian nodded, listening. "It made sense to do this. They would have had no way to know there was a Red ranked here, let alone two, and they would have been able to use the students as leverage."
"Yeah," Arowen said with a sigh. "It was dirty, but clever." She chewed her lip, setting down the towel next to her. "I wonder why they want the headmaster," she said. "What is it about him that is so special that dozens of men are after him?"
"Maybe we should find out." Sebastian flipped his dagger in the air as couple times without thinking about it before putting him away.
"Probably," Arowen grudgingly agreed. "And since no one besides the robed people saw us, our… secrets… are safe for now." She stood. "Come on. His office is this way."
Sebastian nodded, following. Thankfully, the only other people who had seen them were dead. They'd have to come up with a cover story, though, for how two students took out a mob of Orange.
"What should we tell him?" Arowen asked. "For how the men left. The headmaster doesn't know about my familiar, and he probably doesn't know about your… weapon."
"He doesn't," Sebastian confirmed. He thought for a moment. "Stealth. We were hiding, and managed to take them down one by one quietly. With the gas, he'll have to assume we're Orange too, so it shouldn't be a problem to say that."
"That's true. But how could two Oranges take down a dozen?" Arowen thought for a moment. "We could say that we had help. He aught to have heard Eris's roar, so maybe we could say that some mysterious person showed up and helped us?"
"Sounds good to me. And since we're the only witnesses no one will question us." Sebastian nodded. It sounded good to him. They finally reached the headmaster's office, and he let Arowen take the lead. He really was a follower.
Arowen gave the tiniest of smiles and knocked on the door, before opening it. The headmaster sat at his desk, head in his hands. He looked up when they came in, eyes panicked and weary, and gave a start.
"Mr. Goldheart, Ms. Daleka, what can I do for you two today?" He asked.
"We wanted you to know that those people are gone," Arowen said.
"Gone? How?"
"Someone strange showed up, and helped us. They had what seemed to be a level red familiar."
"Level red?" The headmaster sounded awed. "Where are they now?"
"They left." Arowen sent Sebastian a small, amused look, one that the headmaster didn't catch.
"Neither of us saw where they disappeared to," Sebastian continued smoothly from Arowen's story. "And their face was covered. Seemed they didn't want anyone to figure out who they were." He saw Arowen's look, returning it a moment before going back to a cool poker face.
"Really? Interesting." The headmaster seemed oblivious to the looks they were exchanging. "Well, I must thank them someday. I wonder who they were…" he frowned. "What of the students? Are they okay?"
"The students are fine. As far as I can tell, they were just knocked out, and no other hard came to them." Sebastian was standing straight, hands behind his back. He looked very… Soldier like, with his demeanor.
"Where are they now?" The headmaster looked worried.
"They're fine, sir," Arowen said, glancing at Sebastian out of the corner of her eye and raising a brow. "We brought them into the common room. They'll be fine there, until they wake up."
"Excellent, excellent." He breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, I must thank you two.''
"There's no need to, sir. I, personally, need no thanks. I was just doing what was needed of me." Sebastian didn't even bother with Arowen's glance. He was doing what he was comfortable with.
"I didn't do anything," Arowen said, shrugging. "So don't thank me."
It was true. Eris had done all the work, not her.
After the headmaster dismissed them, she left the office in a hurry, trying to hold back the giggles that threatened to spill out of her.
Sebastian nodded to the headmaster when dismissed, walking out with Arowen.
"What's so funny?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. He didn't find anything about the situation funny, not at all.
"Nothing." Arowen composed herself. He was just so serious… she shook her head. At least now she knew about his weapon. He did have a level Red weapon, although why he didn't just tell anyone, she didn't know. Then again, there was the problem with her familiar… "It's nothing."
Sebastian raised his eyebrow again.
"Alright then." He walked quietly, thinking. "Why was it you were so interested in my weapon before?"
Arowen hesitated for a moment. Should she tell him? Finally, she opted for the simplest, and mostly true answer. "Because I've never seen one before. There hasn't been a Red level anything for centuries, so I wanted to see if I was the only one." She gave a wry smile. "There are forces in this world that would love to use our creatures and weapons for themselves, for their own gains." This was true, but then again, not the whole truth.
Sebastian nodded.
"It's why I didn't give my name when my weapon was tested. The people who would want to use us…" he shrugged a little.
"Though, it does make one wonder why two reds, one of each, have appeared now of all times. And end up in the same school to boot."
"I would say fate, but that sounds cheesy and stupid, and frankly, I don't believe in fate. That's just for freaks." Arowen shrugged.
"Probably just a coincidence. Maybe there are many other level Reds like us, who just haven't given their name."
Sebastian thought a moment over what Arowen had said.
"There might be others," he agreed. "And fate seems to just be an excuse to me." They were close to the hall, we're some faculty had arrived to take care of the unconscious students.
