Magical Starsign.

[Venin]

Lucien's smile faded. These teachers ignored him almost completely. Just like in his human life. What were they concerned about? he thought, our safety? No they threaten to use force, so that can't be it. So what? What had them so worked up? Lucien stared angrily, converted his gaze to one then the other, he kept arriving at the same conclusion: force them to talk. But Lucien was trying to avoid that. He was almost desperate to find out, but what about Yachiru? Would she resort to force? Tons of questions plagued Lucien's mind and almost unconciously, his hand touched the skull on the end of his scythe he carried on his back as if he was preparing to draw it. He hesistated, waiting for someone to make a move, be it an attack, or a statement of peace.