Ch 1.12: Terms_ENF Academy: For Some Reason, She Can Only Save the World if She鈥檚 Naked

Ch 1.12: Terms

 Surely ina misunderstood, surely Tira was joking, or surely ina was dreaming. But all eyes were on her, and ina knew none of those were true. She really expected ina to duel Waine Ferris. “Wait, Tira, I don’t want to fight anyone! I really did let him take those pictures, I just—”

 “Enough, ina,” Tira said, crossing her arms. “You both agree to the duel, and I’ll drop it. If either of you don’t participate, I’m reporting you both for unbing conduct.”

 Waine snarled. “Who are you to decide who I duel? Do you know who I am?”

 “I know you’re a brat that’s been allowed to get away with far too much for far too long. Now, do you ept the duel, or are you too scared to fight amoner?”

 “I’m not scared,” Waine said, stomping his foot on the ground. “But there’s no reason for me to ept. What are my terms, what do I get if I win?”

 Tira pointed at ina. “She’ll sign her rights away to the portraits. You’ll be the legitimate owner of the images, no more trouble possibly brewing, and I drop the issue. Again, unless you’re scared.”

 “What in the stars is going on over here.” Madame Calivahn said, making her way through the crowd of students in the middle of the field. “Tira, exin.”

 Tira’s anger dissipated, her face painted with a shining smile. “A small argument I had to break up. ina here just challenged Waine Ferris to a duel.”

 ina went to protest, “I—”

 “Over what stakes?” Calivahn asked.

 “Pride,” Tira said, jumping in before anyone else could. It wasn’t exactly a lie, and not exactly the truth either.

 Calivahn eyed Waine, nodding to herself. “Aye, you were the loudmouth during the Awakening the other night, weren’t you? I’d want to teach you a lesson as well. Do you ept the duel, Ferris? And stop making that face, you look like a child.”

 Waine looked around, face scrunched up and red as he waved his arms in frustration. “I— Yes, fine, I ept.” He walked up to ina, staring down at her. “I’m the one challenged, so I choose the terms, right?”

 “That’s the custom, yes,” Calivahn said.

 “Swords then, with des.”

 “Not a chance,” Calivahn replied. “I’ll turn my eye away from this with training swords, but I’m not going to let a student get killed over dumb bravado.”

 “Fine, whatever, training swords. After ss, dud. I’ll enjoy thrashing you.” Waine stormed off, grabbing the wrist of the short girl he’d walked over with and pulling her along. Prisma looked at ina for a moment, then ran off after him.

 “Alright everyone,” Calivahn said, waving off the crowd. “Back to training.” She turned to Tira. “I didn’t hear any of that, so just make sure no one gets hurt.”

 “Aye aye, Commander!” Tira said, saluting the teacher as she walked off.

 “Tira!” ina said, running up to her. “What are you doing? I said I was fine!”

 Tira’s smile dropped, her face falling into anger again. “You didn’t tell me there were pictures,” she said in a hushed voice.

 “I said it was fine.” ina said, ncing to the ground.

 “And that was a lie,” Tira hissed. “You can’t let him get away with this, or the entire school will walk over you the whole time you’re here.”

 “And how is this better? He’s going to humiliate me again, this time in front of the whole ss, and then the pictures will go out anyway!”

 Tira rubbed her temple, groaning. “I saw you practicing after I tested you. You’re better than you let on.”

 “I can’t do that onmand! I can only do it when—” Only when I’m embarrassed.

 “Don’t use the chains then, use the rope. If it were actual des you’d be in trouble with that, but with dulled swords a rope is just as good as a chain.”

 “Tira, do you even know what he can do? He controls people.”

 “So?”

 “What do you mean so?”

 Tira blinked. “ina, do you not know about external aspects?”

 “I… I mean, they target externally, right? Me, I know he can control me. He did it the other night.”

 “Are you fucking—” Tira took in a breath, slowly, then exhaled. “He used his aspect on you, before you were awakened?”

 “Ya,” ina said, side eyeing Tira. “Why?”

 “Well one, that’s just fucked up. And two, you don’t know the weakness of external aspects. They can affect regr people just fine, but their powers are severely diminished when they’re used on other Aspected.”

 That actually jogged ina’s memory. Waine had said something like that, that if she had been Awakened she might have been able to fight back. “Are you saying I have a chance?”

 Tira shook her head. “No, I’m saying you’re favored. The worst matchup for an external aspect is an internal one, but a worldly aspect still wins that matchup more often than not.”

 ina bit her lip, still struggling not to cry. “I still can’t believe you signed me up for this without asking. If I lose, he’s going to sell all those pictures of of me.”

 “He was going to do that anyway. Honestly, Calivahn couldn’t have shown up at a better time. He didn’t have time to realize how shit these terms are for him. This situation is only good for you, either the status quo stays the same, or you get him to delete the portraits.”

 “But I still can’t win! I don’t know how to use a sword at all!”

 Tira ced her hands on ina’s shoulders, gripping them. ina breathed a little easier, calmed just slightly. “ina, this isn’t fencing ss, it’s Practical Aspect Application. You’re not going to win this fight with a de; you’re going to win it with your aspect.”

 ina looked down at her hands, conjuring up a small piece of rope. “With this?”

 “Stop wasting your mana,” Tira said, cing her hand over ina’s. “I know you can do more, I saw you.”

 When I was embarrassed, when [Humiliation Factor] was active. “I don’t think I can do it again.”

 Tira shrugged. “I really think you can, but even if you can’t, you’re still not any worse off than before. And I’ll tell you what. If you do win, then when Ie to grab my jacket from your roomter, maybe we can see about actually doing what you thought I was asking to do the other night.”

 ina’s eyes went as wide as the scared girl’s from before, face glowing red as Tira burst intoughter. “But only if you want; we can talk about itter. Nowe on, we have a little less than an hour for me to exin how this is going to go down.”

 ***

 ss ended with the ringing of the great bell, the first time ina had heard it ring other than to announce a mealtime or curfew. “Alright,” Calivahn shouted. “Everyone is dismissed for the day.” Despite the dismissal, none of the students went to leave. “Fine,” the teacher said, throwing her hands up in exasperation as she walked off. “The least you all could do is pretend to follow rules, gods.”

 As Calivahn walked off the students gathered around the center of the field, leaving a circle in the middle. All were silent as ina made her way through, following Tira’s lead to the makeshift arena. She carried one of the school’s metal training swords in her hand, something that was to her nothing more than a heavy metal club, though not as heavy as she would have thought.

 The two broke through into the center of the crowd, seeing Waine Ferris and crew: Prisma, N, Daly, Ivis, and the mousey new girl who looked as scared as ever, standing behind him. He took his jacket off and handed it to Prisma before walking forward, training sword resting on his shoulder as he sauntered into the ring. ina did the same, giving her jacket to Tira and leaving herself standing in just her white uniform shirt and skirt. “Let’s make this quick, dud. I have an appointment with a printer to get to.”

 “Not so fast,” Tira said, holding up her hand. “I have to go over the rules.” The officially unofficial rules, she’d exined to ina. Unsanctioned duels like these weremon, and not quite technically allowed, but at the very least ignored as long as certain precautions were taken, a student watch referee’s presence chief among them. “You’ll both be using dulled training swords in this duel. As there were no specifications otherwise in the terms, use of your aspects ispletely unrestricted. The duel ends when one side yields, or when a blow that I deem would be lethal or debilitating with a real de is dealt. Waine Ferris, these are the terms you stated, correct?”

 Waine rolled his eyes. “Yeah, they are.”

 “And ina Weaver, you ept these terms after challenging him, correct?”

 ina nodded, voice quavering. “Yes, I do”

 “Alright then. I’ll leave you two to final reconciliation.” Tira walked off, almost to the crowd of students surrounding the three of them.

 Final reconciliation, onest chance for the parties to resolve a dispute before fighting. Originally meant to avoid unnecessary duels to the death amongst officers and other members of the gentry, Tira had exined the custom still stood even in nonlethal bouts. ina and Waine approached each other, close enough for a whisper.

 “Walk away, Weaver,” Waine said through his teeth. “We already had an agreement.”

 ina struggled to get out words, sword hand shaking. “I didn’t agree to anything with you.”

 “If you go through with this, I’m going to kick your ass right here, in front of everyone. Then I’m going to take those pictures and give them to everyone in the school, for free. Every day after today, your life will be miserable. I’ll make sure of it. And there’s only going to be one way out of that.”

 Waine leaned in even closer, nearly spitting into her ear as he spoke. “We told you what would happen if you snitched. You’re going to beg me to take those nude portraits of you, cause it’s the only way I’ll make the torment stop. Those are the ones I’m going to sell. They won’t be cheap, but everyone’s going to want to buy them anyway. After that, our debt will be settled. But if you walk away now, I sell what I already have, and that’s that.”

 ina’s could hear her own pulse pounding as Waine pulled away from her face, the volume of her heartbeat on par with the ringing of the great bell, each pump a st in her chest that wouldn’t let up. She locked gazes with him, and saw something in them she hadn’t seen before. “You’re scared,” she said, realizing the truth of it only as she spoke the words. “If you weren’t scared, you would just do that. You wouldn’t have to threaten me with anything.”

 Waine growled, the rage dancing in his eyes as furious as the mists in the Awakening crystal had the night prior. But his fury was just that, nothing but anger. The mists in the crystal were ina’s, her power.

 “I’m going to kill you,” he said.

 ina imagined Tira ruffling her hair, Tira’s hand on her shoulder, the embrace from before. “You can try.”

 She turned away, walking back five paces and returning to face Waine. He stood in the same spot, huffing as he stared her down before making the same motions she had.

 Tira spoke, “I ask the challenger, has reconciliation been sessful?”

 “No,” ina said, raising her de.

 “Understood. As unfortunate as this is, we must proceed. You two may begin on my mark, the crack of this whip. And the rest of you,” Tira said, turning to the crowd. “Crystal portraits away, or I’ll slice them in half. Calivahn is turning a blind eye to this, but this is still unsanctioned, and I’m not letting you get pictures of me refereeing this.” A couple of the students grumbled, but the crowd obliged.

 Tira raised her hand, pausing for a moment as the two duelists readied their stances. Waine took what ina presumed was an actual dueling stance, turning his body to side and extending his sword outward toward her. She simply raised her sword, doing her best to cover as much of her body with the length as possible. “This is your funeral, Weaver.”

 The whip cracked once, and Waine raised his free hand, ina’s muscles betraying her instantly.

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Ch 1.12: Terms