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Tripping Time
Plague's head turns towards the sound of the Stein siblings while crouching down in front of Almathea with a hand grasping firmly at the air right under her. He can definitely feel the texture of a clothing in his hand. Morgenstern and Ares begin explaining more about the Horsemen. They are specific that children and battle are factors in determining if a person is a Horsemen descendant, or "claimed" as they put it. Plague is assuming that is what "claim" means in relation to the four Horsemen.
Does that means that the genes of the Horsemen can be passed down without anyone knowing it? Plague knows that the Christian Bible was written about 2,000 years ago, while the Hebrew Scriptures dates back to the 10th centry B.C., during King David's time, and the Quran was written about 600 years after the Bible. The first headmaster of DWMA was about 800 years old before he passed away. Lost knowledge, Plague thinks. The recent re-discovery of the Horsemen might have started because Shutra was claimed.
This is a lot to take in and Plague wishes to be back at his seat and taking notes and drawing down his thoughts before they whisk away in the next moment or two. Like ratios, population numbers, de- Professor Stein just grabbed his daughter's neck! It is things like this has Plague reeling back of shock, culture shock. Yes, he understand that this is a fight and all that, but they are family and he sees that treatment unjustly. He quickly stands up watching the fight from the stairs, forgetting that Almathea is there and he is still holding on to the invisible Shouma.
As much as he wants to see justice before his eyes, Plague whinces when the Professor is kicked too closely to his jewels. His nose it hit by a burning smell earlier but the kick and the professor's second defeat intrest the tall student soon after.
More notes that he has to take. As Plague is about to walk towards his desk, the glows catch his eyes. He stares at it in awe and he takes a big breath through his nose. The room fills with the smells of smog and ashes. Then heat is felt on the skin of his hands and face. Maybe it's not just him, but the firey presences reminds Plague of the desert sun and the blistering sand under his toes. He takes a step down the stairs, drawn in by the heat of brother and sister's souls. It's is pleasant, like home.
Does that means that the genes of the Horsemen can be passed down without anyone knowing it? Plague knows that the Christian Bible was written about 2,000 years ago, while the Hebrew Scriptures dates back to the 10th centry B.C., during King David's time, and the Quran was written about 600 years after the Bible. The first headmaster of DWMA was about 800 years old before he passed away. Lost knowledge, Plague thinks. The recent re-discovery of the Horsemen might have started because Shutra was claimed.
This is a lot to take in and Plague wishes to be back at his seat and taking notes and drawing down his thoughts before they whisk away in the next moment or two. Like ratios, population numbers, de- Professor Stein just grabbed his daughter's neck! It is things like this has Plague reeling back of shock, culture shock. Yes, he understand that this is a fight and all that, but they are family and he sees that treatment unjustly. He quickly stands up watching the fight from the stairs, forgetting that Almathea is there and he is still holding on to the invisible Shouma.
As much as he wants to see justice before his eyes, Plague whinces when the Professor is kicked too closely to his jewels. His nose it hit by a burning smell earlier but the kick and the professor's second defeat intrest the tall student soon after.
More notes that he has to take. As Plague is about to walk towards his desk, the glows catch his eyes. He stares at it in awe and he takes a big breath through his nose. The room fills with the smells of smog and ashes. Then heat is felt on the skin of his hands and face. Maybe it's not just him, but the firey presences reminds Plague of the desert sun and the blistering sand under his toes. He takes a step down the stairs, drawn in by the heat of brother and sister's souls. It's is pleasant, like home.