Crimson Academy RP

Dawn opened the door to the library and headed up towards the staircase, "Are you sure it might be here?" she asked, turning her head over to Avan.

"If it's at the school, it's either here or in Lionheart's office. I'm hoping it's here and not there," he replied, heading up the spiral staircase to the second floor.

"Let's hope it's here then," Dawn sighed, "I have a feeling one of the seven possessed Lionhart."

"Mm. You, too?" He started searching the glass cases and displays. "Holler of you see something."

"Will do," she said, looking at the cases on the opposite wall. She looked at the weapons and artifacts inside, looking for a knife that matched the one in the book.

Avan came across a collection of ancient knives. "Dawn! Do you see it here?" he called.

"No," she replied back, but her eyes wandered to a silver knife, with the same engravings as the one in the books, "Wait, found it!" she called.

Avan ran over, stopping at her side. "Great. Now, how do we find these demons?"

"We can start with Gluttony, and get the identities of the others from him." Dawn said, wrapping her hand with the scarf she was wearing and broke the glass, pulling out the knife.

"Awesome. Let's go find him."

"Alright," Dawn nodded, holding onto the knife, "I'll keep this with me, because with your . ." she hesitated, " . . demon side and all, I want to make sure this doesn't hurt you." she headed down the stairs and towards the woods, where she first met Glutton.

Avan nodded thankfully. "Yeah, I wouldn't let me have it either."

"After we deal with the seven, we'll find a way to stop that demon," Dawn promised, running out of the library and to the woods.

Avan followed close behind. "Thanks."

Dawn offered a small smile before turning back around. It didn't take long to get to the surrounding woods. She slowed down as they reached the tall grass. She looked around for a moment then noticed Drake on the ground, his legs, feet and arms were bloodied.
"Drake!" she gasped, running to his side.

Avan knelt down next to him, checking his vital signs. "He's alive. Where's Glutton?"

"Right here," A boy said, walking over, a joint in his hand as he exhaled a puff of smoke. Dark circles were under his blue eyes and his messy, light brown hair was covered by a beanie.
Dawn stood up, knife in hand. He raised an eyebrow, "How'd you get that . . ? Never mind, looks like I'll just have to distract you," he smirked and took another puff of his joint, blowing it towards both of them, trying to get them to submit to the power of Gluttony.

Avan blinked. "So . . . this distraction. When's it happening?"

"Now," he smirked, watching as Dawn sat down on the grassy floor. She drew the knife across her left palm and began to draw on the grass with it, since she lacked a pen or paper. All she wanted to do was draw.
"Seems it does not work on you," Glutton smirked, taking another hit of his joint, "Not cool," he said as he exhaled smoke.

"Dawn?! What are you doing?!" he yelled, trying to pull the knife out of her hands.

She held onto it tightly, "I'm trying to draw, Avan," she said, deep in concentration. She dug the knife deeper into her hand, causing more blood, what she thought of as ink, to finish her drawing in the grass.

"Enough!" He grabbed her wrist, stopping her. "Give me the knife. Now!"

"No," Dawn snapped, "I need to draw."
Glutton laughed, "You should've just given in and joined the fun, kid."

"Sorry I'm ruining your fun," he snarled to Glutton. He tore the knife from her hand. "I said enough!"

Dawn turned away, using the left over blood she had to continue drawing.
"I know there's a demon inside ya kid," Glutton smirked, "Is it smart to be wielding something that can kill ya?"