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Loreno only smirked when Niro mentioned what would happen if Orin came to harm.

"You needn't worry, Niro...I'm very good at what I do. He'll be fine."

From here, he allowed Orin a bit of a head start, and then followed him from a short distance away. It was just enough distance to make it seem like they were merely heading to the same place without being suspicious. Of course, he also monitered the thoughts of everyone else as they walked, just to possibly pick out anyone who might mean harm to Orin....though mainly, the two reactions that he found in terms of either of them were how odd Orin looked walking with his nose turned up, or else discomfort upon seeing him...the second of which was normal. Most seemed to think he was part of an Anime Club or something like that. He shook his head slightly when he saw Orin stumble...at least he managed to catch himself before falling flat on his face. He was relieved to see Orin then focus a bit more on where he was walking as opposed to keeping his nose up...presumably to find the scent from his own note. If said scent showed itself, Loreno was pretty sure Orin would catch it, regardless of where his nose was positioned.

Loreno simply went and leaned against the wall of the bookstore, careful to do such in a way that wouldn't make his sword readily obvious. It would only cause issues and cause people to freak out if they saw it....issues he could likely deal with, but would rather not anyway. He would glare at any who strayed to close to him, which would in turn cause these people to both back further away from him and move along faster at the same time. Just as he was beginning to wonder how long Orin was going to take, he walked right up to him and began explaining bits of his past. This caused Loreno to frown a bit, adding to his already fairly intimidating profile. A telepath? Lovely. At least his own mental powers should, in theory, help him out in protecting his own mind should this telepath try and take him over. Whether this was truly the case....well. He would see, should this man appear. Which is when Orin would notice the scent from the note...and then proceeded to get dragged in a direction before orin ended up tripping over his untied shoelace. Loreno sighed...that's why he wore boots...the laces hardly ended up untied, and even if they did, they weren't quite long enough to trip over. He nodded once when Orin explained, and proceeded to attempt to scan the thoughts of the student cluster...and frowned again. The thoughts he could read weren't out of the ordinary at all...so either the writer was guarding his own mind by projecting similar thoughts to those around him, or simply had forgotten...or perhaps something else altogether. No matter...there was a simple way to handle this. He proceeded to approach the cluster, counting on his intimidation factor to seperate the regular students from the note's author...

[OOC: if either of you guys happen to have something you'd like to do for the author of the note...say, to advance the plotline more quickly...you can go ahead, I don't mind. otherwise I can go ahead and do what I had in mind...which might be kinda lame, but eh...anyway, if you have something you'd like to do, just take control of him/her/it.]

[All right then. Just thought I'd toss the option out, should anyone be interested...interestingly, the gun kinda fits in with what I had in mind....a little.]

Loreno paused a second when Orin called his name, as he looked over his left shoulder towards him slightly. He then nodded upon hearing the explanation before speaking.

"Likely the author has the gun, is my expectation...that or an assistant of some sort to the author. I figured a trap as being just as likely a possibility as a job. Stay on your toes...not sure how this is gonna end up going, or why they would want to choose a school campus to cause a ruckus, if that is their goal."

Loreno kept himself in a slightly tense state from here on out....best be prepared for trouble, just in case. He then continued approaching the crowd, scanning the minds of everyone as he passed them...most seemed uneasy, but one...one had some odd intentions. It gave him a vibe that, indeed, this was a trap. Out of seemingly nowhere, he would pivot on his heels, becoming nothing more than a black blur of motion as he grasped at one boy's hand...which was heading for the left side of his belt as it was. The boy panicked, freezing as Loreno then quietly spoke to him.

"I've got questions for you now...and unless you want me to reveal what I believe you to be in posession of...you'll come quietly. No lying either....I'll know."

The sweat would be quite visible on this boy's forehead as Loreno then sensed another thought's presence....full of malice and ill intent towards him. He then tossed the boy to the side towards Orin, hoping that he would know what to do as he became a blur again, right in time to dodge a kick from a figure with a brown trenchcoat that seemed to appear from thin air. Orin would notice that the smell from the note is coming from this figure, and not the holder of the gun...who was clearly the boy Loreno had tossed towards him. At this point, most students were either backing away slowly or simply frozen in stunned silence...like this wasn't real. The figure in brown actually didn't flinch when Loreno glared at him upon stopping nearby, which was unusual.

"...and you would be...?"

The figure in brown would chuckle a bit before shaking his head.

"...you're too on guard, I see. It's clear that this won't work as I planned...as for me? Just know I want you dead...killing my younger brother was a bad move on your part...."

Loreno then scowled and lunged, becoming a blur once again....but the man vanished from view once again, the scent also disappearing not even a moment later. Loreno ended up growling a bit in frustration...the thoughts were now out of his range. Could this guy teleport and become invisible...or something? It was clear he held a vendetta against Loreno...though for what reasons he was as of yet uncertain. It was clear though....Loreno would need to be on his guard. He shot the viewers a glare that pretty much made them walk away and want to forget the whole incident as he walked away. This guy would likely be watching and waiting for the perfect moment to strike. He shook his head as he walked back towards Orin and the boy with the gun. He spoke to Orin, though he also made a point to the boy with the gun by placing his foot squarely between his shoulders and digging his heel in.

"...it appears that gunboy here was merely a pawn. Probably doesn't even know what that guy wants...honestly, I couldn't tell much other than he has a vendetta against me...thoughts?"

Loreno supressed a sigh and the urge to roll his eyes. He wasn't really the joke-y type of person...never has been to his memory. What little of it was there, anyhow. He nodded slightly when Orin mentioned the scent disappeared...that didn't really surprise him.

"I thought it might. His thoughts also vanished...as for digging in his brain, I could easily do such...and I could make it quite painful, if I so wished. Sorry about the smell though...I tend to get that reaction when I directly confront people."

The last bit he said in a lower tone as he gave a slight shove for emphasis to the kid he had pinned. Said kid whimpered, and Loreno could tell that he was scared witless without needing to read his thoughts...which were coincidentally, "Oh god, oh god, don't kill me..." Loreno then lifted his foot off the kid, nudged him with his boot hard enough to force him to end up on his back instead of his belly, and then had it to where he was grasping the kid's shirt collar and holding him off the ground by about an inch. This entire movement was fast enough he once more looked like nothing than a blur...if Orin had blinked, he probably would have missed most of the movements.

"You...you're coming with us, boy. And don't even -think- about pulling out your little toy. There are questions I want answered....and I -will- find the truth out, one way or another."

On the words "think" and "will," Loreno would give him a little shake, causing more whimpering and fear. If the kid hadn't already emptied his bladder, he probably would have at this point in time. Once he was done talking, he'd motion with his head for Orin to follow, if he so chose, as he then proceeded to drag the scared kid away...by the shirt collar still, no less. It was clear Loreno was headed to a less crowded location.

"We do have pie if it helps!" Niro had appeared seemingly out of nowhere, with a stack of many different flavours of pies. "I didn't know which ones you liked best, so I got them all. Better safe then sorry ya see. I didn't know we were having company, why didn't you tell me?" Niro chuckled, looking quite pleased with this turn of events. "Knives would have been useful, I don't have anything to cut them with." He was trotting along side Orin with the pies. "I see you found what you were looking for, though I suspect it was not what he expected. I also see you skipped out on your test, it was rather boring and took me all of five minutes to fill it out. Give or take, time stops are hard to judge. Bet you never noticed either of them when they occurred." He was almost freaky how Niro could turn from overly cheerful and happy to serious.

"I have a suggestion." Niro looked at Loreno over the pies. "Before you ask its nothing to do with having a picnic, at least, not yet." He grinned. "Let me time stop again, turn it back to when the kid was going to get paid. I can change it so he never gets involved. Time gets a little edited but as long as you both grab a sleeve, your memories of these events cannot be changed. Then I'll take us back here and we can sample these pies. No harm, no foul. Simple huh?" Niro knew he'd be pushing his powers to their limits, but it sounded like a good challenge. "Actually you could still write your test too Orin."

Loreno merely grunted at Niro's idea. Was a neutral grunt too,so it was hard to tell what he really thought of the idea. He simply shook his head at Orin, though.

"...you act like I care how he ended up. I'm not that forgiving a person, either...he's lucky to be alive as it is."

He simply shrugged, ignoring the puns that ended up being used and grabbed onto Niro's other sleeve to make sure he wasn't left out of the time bending madness....he wondered what the sensation would be like. Was this gonna be like falling, or simply a walk in a park?