A Wizards Misadventures

~~Level Five~~

I felt great, absolutely on top of the world. Why was I so afraid to spend my points again? It seemed silly now, but most fears were. I almost continued to test my body against the solid stone but pulled myself back. I was stalling at this point and I had been for the past hour. It was time to face the music. I shifted to Kuroka's apartment to find it messier than usual. I heard her sleeping in her room and silently opened the door and stepped next to her.

"I'm back," I whispered to her. Her eyes instantly opened fully, sleep barely present, as she grabbed my wrist and blinked for a second. Then she reached out and pulled me in for a hug. I was about to hug back when she slugged me in the gut.

"OW!" she yelled, holding her hand to her chest. "What the heck?!"

"So I've been working on some stuff, most of it related to making my body," I said in amusement.

"Making it what?" she asked, eyes narrowing and ears twitching dangerously.

"… Making it," I said, a hint of nervousness in my voice. I had decided to not modify my voice box. Speech was important socially and controlling my voice more than everybody else felt dishonest so the nervousness was something I had to actually try to hide.

"Are you saying that this body…" Kuroka paused in her furious questioning as she pulled me close again and sniffed. "You smell dusty. And new… I don't like it. I'm also pissed at you."

"I didn't die on purpose," I said weakly. "And it wasn't like my soul died. My body just kinda-"

"Oh Abyss you are in SO much trouble!"

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"Sorry for missing a few days. Injury," I said in explanation to Esdeath from behind her. She jumped and had her rapier pointed at my throat as another hand…

"Sorry, I didn't realize you were naked," I apologized sheepishly as I closed my eyes.

"DON'T do that!" she hissed. I heard a ruffle of cloth as she dressed herself. "It's the middle of the night! Just… what happened?!"

"Grievous injury. I was fine with some time but I had to see somebody similar to this Doctor Stylish you have. And then I had to visit my girlfriend. She didn't take my injury well. I'm in the doghouse, as ironic as that is." I thought it was safe to open my eyes and did so to see Esdeath in silk pyjamas, her hair looser than normal down her back.

"Quite," she said with a small roll of her eyes. "You were supposed to visit every day."

"I failed that, I know," I apologized.

"That means you broke our agreement."

"One without a beneficial side on my part," I muttered.

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing," I said quickly. Esdeath glared at me, having clearly heard what I said. I waited in silence for a moment before her rapier lashed out. I sidestepped it and yanked on it, sending her stumbling forwards at my newfound strength. I almost swept her legs out from under her but instead found her pulling herself forwards faster from it's grip and shoving an icy knife into my gut. A sharp sound echoed out as it shattered.

Esdeath blinked, looking down at the knife, She moved it around a little but the tiny injury she made on me, basically a papercut, didn't really hurt. It was the surprise attack that let her get a strike on me in the first place. That and me barely remembering to hold back my aura.