Bio:
Name: Syra Komari
Age:16
Appearance: Short brown hair that stops just below her shoulder. Is quite tall for her age.
Description: Since she entered Gretchen High at age 15, she is younger than most 2nd year students and even some 1st year students. Thus, she tends to act childish and immature.She always gets into trouble because she destroys whole classrooms when angry, so she has the frequent trip to Ms. Seeker's room. She is also very bipolar, happy, then suddenly, cold, but she is one of the best students in Gretchen High.
Abilities: Syra is very bookish and since her parents have also researsched on the book Revelations, she gets along well with Ms. Seeker. Her strong points are fire and water, symbolizing her yin-yang personality.
Syra walked along the hallways of Gretchen High. She passed a classroom. "Huh, that one was the first one set ablaze by me. Stupid kid, calling me a nerd.", she muttered.
She passed several more, muttering why she almost drowned the teacher there, or set a kid's pants on fire there, but suddenly she stopped.
A broken window. Where a girl's life ended.
Ms. Seeker had been rambling about the two murders in Gretchen High. One was a third year student that she had seen often when strolling in the hallways, and the second was a freshman named Sasaki Saki. They both had the mana sucked out of them.
"It's a dream come true! Ein's words are becoming reality!", she had exclaimed.
"I wouldn't say two murders are a dream come true, but Ein's words are becoming reality," she had replied.
Everyone who was using magic was in danger.
She turned a corner, the last one to Ms. Seeker's room. Because of her frequent visits there, Ms. Seeker had always considered Syra her apprentice, and would want her to come back immediately. She broke in to a run.
She reached the room, and caught her breath.
"Syra, that you?", asked a voice.
"Yeah.."
She turned around. The lab was buzzing. "Ms. Seeker, what've you been doing?"
"Nothing much. Poring over Revelations.", she replied.
"For the 467th time?"
"Why Syra dear, you count?"
She giggled.
"Excuse me, is Ms. Seeker there?", asked a voice.
She turned around and saw a red head she recognized, and four other unfamiliar faces.
"Rouge. Get out of here! What's your business?", snapped Syra.
"Woah there Syra! Don't drown us here! Mr. Chills just ordered me to take these freshmen to Ms. Seeker to be assistants."
He indicated the four freshmen. Syra noticed the clumsily wrapped bandages on one of their hands.
"Leave them here, Rouge. Get back to your oh-so-important Vice President duties!", she said.
"Syra, just because you are one of the top students here does not mean you get to boss the Vice President around. Now, I'll take my leave."
He walked out of the lab.
"Um...", muttered the one with orange hair.
"My! I know you four! You were friends with that Sasaki Saki that died today! Come here, and tell me what happened!", blurted out Ms. Seeker.
One of them dug her nails into her palms.
"Uh, miss? I think they don't want to talk about that right now. I'm Syra Komari, a 2nd year student. Now don't you worry that I'm going to set this whole place on fire. Have a cup of tea."
The foursome blinked, like they were wondering about the transition of crabby to sunny attitude.
"Now, I'll fix your bandages there, cute girl.It's normal for you to get frostbitten during a trip to Mr. Chills' office. Now the tea's getting cold, and we'll talk about your duties as Ms. Seeker's assistants over cups of tea, is that all right?", she said.
The foursome nodded, and sat down for a cup of tea.
