Heads or Tails

[Katsuri Katashi]

The sound of metal being struck by a thick nail could be heard throughout the hall, mostly since classes were on and the only ones running about were not making a lot of noise but rather tied up in their own little worlds, music, books, cellphones. Generation of the withdrawn. A scoff to his thought would have brought another flip of that quarter into the air, catching it as it rebounded of the ceiling tossing it up, catching it on his thumb and doing this again. The slight imprint of washington could be seen every few steps in the material above as he went about his business.

Leather jacket hung loosely off his massive body, a feet that required such a thing to be tailored for no other then another Katashi. The hood was scooped up over his head, hiding his face from view, even though it did not really seem to be effecting his sight, it was thanks to those acute ears, spending several months in darkness tended to singe the eyes and make the ears aware of every little move.

A kid just slightly pathed out infront of him and he clamped a massive fist down on the quarter, grinding the thing into a little ball of metal and dropping it to the ground, the boy having attempted to grab the thing out of air. A simple mug and the boy went on his way, leaving the large man alone leaving him to just sigh slightly and withdraw bottle of water from the pocket of that jacket and take a nice long swig of it. A set of thick black goggle like glasses hung to his face, preventing the light from seeping in and giving him something of minimal vision.

[Sara Gallagher]

Sara closed her locker door after shoving all of her things into the cramped metal space. She needed to clean it out, get rid of some of the garbage. Then she might actually be able to get her crap into it. With a sigh, she ran a hand over her face and glanced down either end of the hall, debating just going home. She felt off again, somehow not right, as she had been the last few days. She was probably coming down with something, but whatever it was, she wasn't as hyper or... dangerous, as she had been as of late.

She stepped away from her locker and headed towards the other end of the school. The hallways were relatively quiet, and Sara thanked whatever god there was for that small miracle as she shoved her hands into her pockets. As she reached an intersection in the hallway, she automatically glanced down either side of her, stopping as she spotted the large, familiar figure pulling... A bottle of water from his jacket?

"Katsuri...?" She changed course, now turning down the hall he was in. "Is that really you?" Strange when you had to ask that of a giant like him. Really. How many giants were there? But there was enough to make Sara doubt whether it might be him. His random disappearance, even though he apparently had kids, and no one had seen him. Sara had tried looking for him, but nothing had come up, and it had been a while... And then water. That was a kicker. Her own mouth watered at the movement, knowing what it should have been, but she gave her head a solid shake, pushing the idea from her mind.

She stopped a few feet from him, hands on her hips as she glared. "Where the HELL have you been?! Do you realize you actually had me worried?!" And it was true. When he hadn't returned, she had begun to wonder if maybe he had died or something.

[Katsuri Katashi]

A voice he had not heard in a long time had been the thing to stop him, and it caused his head to rock upwards a little, dropping the hood down off his head letting those white locks shine free. Trimmed down of course into a mock crew cut that had been let to roll free. Those black goggles finally free to the light prevented most of it from penetrating into his corneas. The water drained, almost to half before he slipped the large bottle back into his pocket, let a bit of a cough come free and then looked to her. Sara. Not the first creature he had thought to see first, but it was kind of settling.. in a way.

Another harsh cough was given before he attempted to speak. "I was under... lock and key." He tried clearing his throat, and it helped, even though his voice was still not as steady as it should have been. " Over in japan. " He'd no go any further then that, just shrug his shoulders slightly, hands following the motion, even though they seemed to slink back down to his sides without any sense of effort. His face was deep, far more... defined then it had been before, signs of starvation. One meal a day.. and not a big one at that when you were his size usually did not bode well. Still, she had been worried? It was... kind of cute to be honest, and it did manage to get just a little smile tugging at the corner of his lips, but it didnt stay there long.

[Matrim Gallagher]

My spidey sense is tingling..... no wait that's Sara yelling down the hall. What is she doing now?

Matrim made his way toward her, looking around at all the kids nearby trying to see if a fight had been going on, but people were moving about their business for the most part as Matrim made his way to the person Sara was talking to. He recognized him immediately. The guy could undergo facial reconstruction and Matrim would still recognize him by one undeniably specific trait... his aura.

Not to say Matrim could read aura's and was some kind of psychic, no more like this guy ate Qi for breakfast and Matrim felt violated whenever he was around him. And feeling spiritually violated was... well it was a strange feeling you didn't shake. It gave you an almost instinct fear of the person, kind of like Toby. It's not that the guy did something to make you fear him, it's what you couldn't do around him that made you fear him.

Though... Matrim would probably stand a better chance now with his recent strengthening, but he'd test biggy out another time, for now he was going to greet him and welcome him back.

"I was under... lock and key. Over in japan. "

"Japan huh? I've been there.... didn't like it much," Matrim said, remembering Paragon. God how he feared that place. He had been pretty fucked up during that time thanks to that prison of a school. But he could see Biggy wasn't... well, quite himself. He looked malnourished.

"You need to eat more," He said, "Can't expect you to hunt down Dragon's like that can we?"

Oh yeah... forgot to tell Sara about his vendetta against Dragons.... too late now I guess....

[Sara Gallagher]

"I was under... lock and key. Over in japan. "

Japan? How the hell did he get to Japan? She wondered if maybe it had something to do with the fact that he was now drinking water instead of root, but before she could ask, a shiver ran down her spine. She knew that feeling... Her face fell, missing the smile that touched Katsuri's lips.

"Japan huh? I've been there.... didn't like it much..."

Sara hung her head, sighing softly. Seriously. Did the guy have a bloody tracker on her or something? The moment she talked to someone he had to show up. Ohhh... If she had her burst she would have burst him clear down the other end of the hall.

"You need to eat more. Can't expect you to hunt down Dragon's like that can we?"

Sara's first instinct was to glance up at Katsuri's face, taking a better look at him. He really didn't look that well. She had missed it because of the hood, but now that it was down and she looked closely, he did seem a little off. "He's right, what happened to y--" She stopped, turning to Matrim. "Wait, what?"

Her jaw hung open slightly. Did she remember that...? No... No, he didn't... She couldn't remember him ever saying anything about hunting down the dragons. She would have known considering up until her naming, she had been hell bent on destroying them. She took a small step closer to Matrim, whispering to him. "What do you mean? He...? Does he know?"

[Katsuri Katashi]

"Know that he's a dragon?... " Another cough and he just sighed shaking his head. "Not that it matters all that much now, I doubt my intentions are the same.. I can't speak for when I am back to normal, but for now at least I honestly do not see the point in bickering with children any longer." Of course speaking of the Dragons in general, it was rather... annoying to deal with such things, but what people did was not of his concern.

He withdrew his water bottle and drained a little more from it before once more attempting to clear his throat. " I apologize if its hard to understand me.. my vocals haven't exactly been stretched over the last half of a year." Off the root? You could say that. He had not touched the stuff given that he was tied down to a chair that would have held an elephant in place.

The withdrawls were a bitch.. he had thought he was going to die, and would have if he had not been kept in such seclusion that his immune system was not allowed to crash and he was only fed very little.. kinda funny that starvation which was dangerous was the only reason he managed to keep any food down at all.

[Matrim Gallagher]

"What do you mean? He...? Does he know?" Sara said and Matrim sorta laughed it off. Katsuri definitely didn't know but that didn't mean he might find out if Sara acts strangely. Though this was definitely going to be interesting... or not anymore depending on whether or not what Katsuri said was true.

His intentions aren't the same huh? Weird...

" I apologize if its hard to understand me.. my vocals haven't exactly been stretched over the last half of a year."

"That's fine," Matrim said, "I can always read your lips while listening to make sure I get it right. One of the perks of being able to...." Matrim took a look through his own item, the goggles, looking at the guy. His power level... was low... lower than Sara's... then again the goggle didn't take into account what Sara's was without her Qi. Not yet anyway, that'd take some more practice and fine tuning but for now it almost seemed as if he could beat Katsuri in a dog fight.

That doesn't seem right.... he really must have been weakened....

"In any case your back now and that's good," Matrim said, "Anything you need to speed up your return go ahead and tell me now. I can help train with you if you need it. I know we don't always play nice but you've at least always been reasonable. No reason I shouldn't help you get back to your old self again."

And by that of course he meant strength wise. He could help this guy get stronger... a lot stronger. It wouldn't take too awful long after all. It might be somewhat draining on him to train in this condition, but if he wanted to regain his strength he'd have to start somewhere.