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     So the rat actually popped out of it's hole, much to Ayaka's surprise. Being a coward she thought he'd do something dumb like brace himself but it seems like his semblance Yanked him out like a weed in the ground.

     Getting arms wrapped around herself was no good, and Ayaka's sword arm was pinned to her side. She managed to not get knocked down, however, she had her footwork to thank for that.

     The swordswoman struggled to free herself but given the position it would be stupid to keep moving without a plan. With one arm free and her lengthy sword's hilt at her side, Ayaka shot out several wires to her free hand, from behind Catalina's back, and attempted to wrap the wires around his neck if he didn't let go. Not letting it be an easy grab, however, Ayaka moved every now and then and started angling her sword upwards as well.

Aura - 100%(no damage taken from grab since none indicated)

Makeshift Garote - 2% if successful choke.

Beacon Academy / Re: Starting a rebellion [RBLS]
« on: November 13, 2018, 07:16:50 AM »
     "Very well, cookies it is." He smiled sweetly at the two, admiring their enthusiasm while throwing a glance at the crestfallen Reggie on his bed. "Though it's going to take a while. Perhaps you two should take a seat for the meantime.

     Though the room was quite small for four people, not withstanding the fact that Shiroe's stuff ate up a good corner alone, there was still enough space for a small chestnut table and four wooden stools that could fit four people. That meant no sulking if someone wanted food, unless they brought it to their beds but that would just be bad manners. Situated above the oven and stove was an exhaust hood which Shiroe promptly turned on with a quick flick of a switch as he simultaneously started heating the oven. Moving aside his ingredients, he then began preparation of the tea while tossing a mixing bowl to the side for later use.

     Black tea was always a self bet, but being a fan of perfumed variants as well as the occasional milk tea, Shiroe had his own assortment as well. Opening the cupboard the dry smell of tea leaves wafted through the air through their jars, and opening the one labeled Earl Gray unleashed a small explosion of fragrance for but a moment. With so many ingredients in the cupboards, almost rivaling his mixtures of dust crystals and powder, Shiroe developed a knack for proper arrangement and aesthetic storage.

     A moment later, after the boiler was set and the tea in the midst of sleeping, Shiroe begun on the cookies. Whilst in the process of mixing and preparing everything together, Shiroe glanced every now and then back at his teammates. He wondered how he'd ever get them to work together, and with their futures on the line it was only a matter of time before a slip up could send someone to the hospital, or even worse.

     After mixing the dough he wrapped it up in clean wrap and set it aside in the fridge to chill. Chilling was a must. Unfortunately that meant he had little to serve for the meantime save for tea.

     "My apologies but it'll take a while before we can continue. So i guess, for now, tea?" He asked, as he prepped the teapot and four tea cups.

     Shiroe noticed the oncoming person bathed in pink glow and readied his saber. Thanks to his improvised gravity grenade earlier he managed to catch sight of the figure in the mist. Not a moment later, he heard Calen attack Reggie. He wanted to assist, but he himself had a threat to deal with right now and it seemed to be closing in as well.

     "Sorry Reggie but I need to deal with something else for the moment." He muttered, runes glowing on his legs and then his sword. The opponent showed himself, a rather well built male of roughly the same age, and equipped with both sword and shield. If there was one thing Shiroe was sure of it was that getting past that shield would be tricky to say the least.

     As the incoming attack came, Shiroe held his saber up high to deflect the sword but he fell for the feint, barely getting an arm up in time to protect himself. The shield bash came hard, enough to knock the wind out of Shiroe and cause him to stagger back in spite of his leg runes. By instinct he kicked back and disappeared into the mist again only to tumble into the snow but a few feet away.

Aura: 91%

     Ayaka hated guerilla fighters. They were shady, cowardly, and frankly boring fighters. Waiting in the dark and taking cheap shots was nothing short of deplorable from Ayaka's point of view. What good would hide and seek be against grimm hordes? When you're cornered? When the opponent is better than you? Pathetic.

     As she rounded the house she couldn't help but see nothing waiting on the other side except the hole. No sudden gunfire, no taunting, and no sounds. Her blade kept charging as she inspected the area with a keen eye, and her hand resting on the handle, ready to draw at a moment's notice. No footprints lead outside the house, and unless the opponent was a speedster or had some sort of flight, they wouldn't have been able to clear the area so quickly. That left few options to consider. Invisibility didn't seem like a possible option, unless they hid inside the house, that or they were just waiting inside from the get go, using the hole as a distraction.

     Making up her mind Ayaka drew her charged blade and activated her semblance to increase cutting power. She attacked the house in three strikes, diagonal, horizontal, and vertical, her extremely long blade being more than enough to clear the small building with the semblance slashes. Even if they might not hit anyone inside, she was sure it would take down the poorly built shanty and whoever was inside.

     It was a gamble, if someone were actually watching, she'd be leaving her back wide open to attack, not to mention the charged attack taking a bit of stamina as compensation. But if successful she'd have tracked down her target. She took the bet, and with it laid out her net. A shot in the back wasn't going to stop her anyhow if she failed and she was sure to face any resistance with aggressive retaliation. She cursed not being able to watch the screens for clues, that would have made things way easier. Luckiy her condition was still spot on, being fresh from the start, and since her opponent didn't bother clashing, she had enough to keep fighting for much longer if needed.

[Charged attack(1turn): 10 x 3(Diagonal, Horizontal, Vertical)]

Aura: 100%


     Ayaka didn't need to deflect the next shot but ducked to avoid it instead, slowing her advance quite a bit. She watched as her opponent made their way into the broken down house and decided against going inside.

     There weren't any clear windows in the house, and from a glance it looked like it would fall at any moment. A crash soon after notified Ayaka that he probably broke through and intended for it to be a trap inside. Her main weapon being much less effective in cramped quarters.

     Deciding against going inside the house she took the more roundabout way and ran around the perimeter, listening for any sign of him nearby. Removing her spool she readied it for wire usage and also started charging her blade with her semblance. It was most definitely a trap but she intended on cutting it down with force.

 Aura - 100%

Semblance Charging

     Ayaka expected quick retaliation, and just as she thought the shooter retreated. With her sword already drawn it was but a small matter to deflect the incoming shot and give chase, the other shot seemingly missed altogether anyways.

     The houses were small, small enough to be cramped. Swallow's Bane would no doubt be at a disadvantage inside such a cramped space. Luckily, she had a backup weapon and a much shorter blade. if she ever decided to actually go inside.

     Being a melee fighter Ayaka acknowledged her weaknesses, but that doesn't mean she'd let them dictate the flow of the match. Despite her lack of true range, the arena was certainly small enough to make her semblances deadly with but a small close of distance.

     As Catalina aimed to walk into the house, Ayaka activated judgement cut and slashed as she ran. Not a moment later an ethereal arc of energy, 3m in length would appear at the entrance way to stop her opponent's advance. The length of her slash wasn't dependent on the length of her blade, but the length of its arc, so the attack was much wider than her blade. She attacked again, this time manifesting the slash from behind him, her attack bounding through space and appearing opposite her first.

[Judgement Cut - 7% x 2]

Aura - 100%

OOC: I'm assuming he hasn't entered yet, given how it's written

     Ayaka needed no introduction but as expected the annoying announcers somehow came up with some random gibberish to spout out once again. Weeb? What  the heck was a weeb? If they were going to praise...or insult, if that was an insult, they should be straight to the point and use much more common words.

     The arena was laid out before her and, despite its smaller size to the other sets, again held biomes. Though urban settings weren't really biomes at this point. Urban and river, almost similar to a normal town except much smaller. Much much smaller. Unlike her previous fight there was now more cover, meaning more areas to set her wires. Her eyes glanced over the structures and then the river, and decided that she'd use the buildings for cover if needed.

     Catalina showed up at the opposite door, her next opponent, and it was evident he was not the direct type. Smaller of frame compared to other boys, a gun, and body language that suggested he wasn't all that melee proficient. As per usual Ayaka walked towards the center, approaching Catalina with a steady gaze, and tilted her head at the offer of a handshake.

["Hello Ayaka! Would you like to shake hands before we start?"]

     Nearing the center herself she shook her head, "The match has started, that's all that matters. Save the formalities for till after you give a proper fight. if you give a proper fight." Her eyes darted to the rifle. If the match is going to be full of bullets flying she swore she's going to make it hurt.

     In the next instant it flashed white from her sheath.

     She picked a position nearer the buildings, opting to keep the river in front of her and the buildings nearby. If Catalina was to run towards them he'd have to go through her first, and unlike the much more urban setting, the river sets looked rather fragile. With one hand on top of her katana's hilt Ayaka drew a lightning fast draw cut as she activated judgement cut. A flying slash of energy hurtled towards her opponent in a white-hot arc, not actually glowing but evidently a product of her semblance. The move wasn't unfair. It wasn't at all cowardly. He should have expected such a reaction and if all that arena sitting he did was worth a cent, he should have picked that up as well. 

     Running towards him right behind the slash, Ayaka aimed to close the distance with her nodachi drawn and her mind sharp and charged the boy with the intent to win.

Aura - 100

Semblance Slash - 7%(Projectile attack)

Beacon Academy / Re: Starting a rebellion [RBLS]
« on: October 31, 2018, 06:39:50 AM »
     Shiroe had to diffuse the situation somehow otherwise the team would fall apart before they even finished introductions. Racking his brain he looked quickly at his oven, neatly in the corner next to the other cooking materials and fridge and got an idea.

     "Why don't we continue this conversation after a quick snack?" he offered, walking in between the group with a much practiced smile on his lips. "Reggie, go..wash your hands. You probably came back from training or some other duties." Playing his words carefully as to not give him too little credit he wanted to have Reginald do something other than pick fights while their new teammates started settling in. With that done he walked over to his oven, checked the cupboards for ingredients, then pulled out a bag of flour, some eggs, sugar, vanilla, and chocolate chips. Unlike other dorm rooms, Shiroe preferred to have his furnished fully with at least the bare minimum required for cooking. Though his definition of minimum was but shy of that of a full restaurant. If he had more space he'd put an island counter in the middle as well, but alas he couldn't keep everything in one place. Heck, he probably outshone the cafeteria in some equipment at times. Where some would have a microwave, he had a functional oven. Some would have a water boiler, he had a whole set for preparing tea.

     "Speaking of...What would you ladies like for a drink? No alcohol, presumably." He asked, now surprisingly with an apron on and his hair swept back in a ponytail. He opened some jars and found the leaves he needed, their aroma tickling his nose. "Earl Gray fine enough for you guys? I forgot Reggie's preferences, though I wonder if he doesn't have something for himself already."

     Not caring less about the liberation of his arm, thinking it had to be temporary anyways, Vermilion pressed on. He blocked the incoming spear strike with his weapon's bulky mass, angling the attack away from him as he summoned a spear in hand and made a counter jab of his own. "Maybe you should give up, save yourself the beating." He taunted, stealing a view at Vivan's side of the fight.

     She'd probably owe him if he assisted, wouldn't she? Besides aren't team fights supposed to be coordinated anyways? With that in mind Vermilion summoned another spear and soon after had it speed towards the annoying archer girl to distract her. Being used to his spears' multiple angled possibilities he performed it but a moment after his counter attack.

Attacks -
     Stab - 6%
     Flying spear - 7%

Aura - 64

Approved Characters / Re: Zaffre Latya
« on: October 15, 2018, 09:38:12 PM »
Simple and Sweet. I like it.


     Vermilion felt weightless for a moment, and then suddenly heavier. The sensation was unnatural and all he could think of was how this punk managed to throw him off his feet. His weapon felt heavy, his body felt heavy, almost as if there was some gravity dust in place somewhere.

     However, he saw no dust. Not a spot a speck of dust as he was thrown forward, and his mind flew back to his spears. There they were, floating in midair where he left them. And then, they were gone.

     Red aura dissipated as he called off his spears and whilst he flew, he activated his piledriver to spike into the ground, seeing as how it was already practically careening downwards in the first place, and stopped his fall then and there. Next thing he knew the scrawny punk was ramming something into his side.

     Pain flared at his side as he felt the blow land and he even expelled some of the air in his lungs as he gasped. So he grinned.

     "Looks like you got it in you after all don't you, blondie?" he groaned, pulling back the piledriver's spike as a spear formed in his hand. Planting his feet back on the ground Vermilion lifted his weapon and aimed it at his attacker, a near point blank strike as he spun and released a pilebunker strike for the scrawny one's torso.

Aura - [64%]

Attacks -[Close ranged Piledriver - 12%]

    Things weren't going to go well unless they did something about the fog, Shiroe thought. Though familiar to the cold, Shiroe never did venture too much in poor weather, it was unheard of and frankly suicidal if not for the controlled conditions.

     Being a few feet away from Reggie, Shiroe couldn't react to Calen's attack. The fog made it hard to see, and unfortunately, also hard to hear with the blizzard and all Shiroe could make out of the whistling over the sound of icy gusts was the occasional toot. Reggie seemed to be perfect bait, unironically enough. With his loud nature and rather striking coloration it seemed like he was the opponent's first pick.

     Racking his brain for a plan Shiroe grabbed a hold of a vial of gravity dust and started forming a rune on it, he didn't have much of this type, being a rather complicated mixture, but if it meant this or clearing the fog he'd prefer the former.

      He stayed quiet in the blizzard, keeping Reggie in sight but not in his immediate vicinity to avoid being a larger target. He heard the whistling again, now coming from a different direction. Were they circling them perhaps or were they spread out? It was disorienting but after a little thought it made sense in this weather and lack of visibility. At the next sound of a whistle Shiroe tossed the vial ahead of the sound, wondering if they really were circling or just spread out and moving. It wouldn't reveal his position, thankfully, unless they came close enough, but it would cause enough of a disturbance to at least disrupt their rhythm.

     Not a moment later whilst in midair, the gravity vial exploded, or rather imploded on itself in a rather dark explosion of gray and black. Air and snow jerked towards the epicenter of the explosion and quickly dispersed right after, wanting to normalize, and should be able to knock someone off their feet if they strode too close.

     Keeping his sword ready, Shiroe prepared a force rune on his legs, readying to lunge from the disturbed fog should the opponents reveal themselves. Should the fog clear, even for a split second in that area, he hoped that Reggie would open fire and draw them closer with his jeers and taunts.

Aura - 100%
Attacks - Gravity Implosion - 8% if caught in radius. Fall damage not included

     It's over. She won. But for some reason it felt like things were just beginning.

     With one last flourish and a flick of her blade, Ayaka sheathed Swallow's Bane and offered a short bow to Akel. Although not one to gloat she couldn't help but smile. "Not bad for a farming tool, you fight well." She managed, her smile disappearing as she saw her sidearm laying in the dust.

     Masamune needed cleaning, being covered and dust and some remaining flecks of ice, and probably some resharpening as well. Knowing that this wasn't the best way to treat her sword she couldn't help but notice that without dropping it she could have lost the fight at that moment. The tiniest factors could determine a duel, but at the same time sometimes they determine the outcome of the fight before it even began. She sighed, wiping the blade off with a cloth before sheathing it, moving her much more massive sheath to her back as she comforted in the familiar presence of its weight by her waist.

     There was clapping, as expected, but given her performance she felt like it was undeserved. Some of those claps, were definitely from future combatants. She shook her head, not wanting to linger in the crater filled arena and began walking for the exit. There was much preparation left to do for the next fight.

     A successful hit and a counter strike later, Vermilion found himself blocking Avery's strike with his free arm as he pulled his weapon back. The strike was nothing, sure it damaged his aura, but after training with Hannah and Vivian this felt like nothing more than a tickle. "You're going to need to hit way harder than that if you want to beat me." With a scoff and a twist, Vermilion shoved the blade to the side and engaged his weapon's transformation sequence.

     Steel slid against steel as Vermilion's spear compacted into its pile-driver form, and Verm readied for another strike. If one simple spear strike could hold his opponent back certainly a pile driver in the chest would utterly crush him. Snapping his fingers, Vermilion formed four spears behind Avery, their crimson points hovering in midair to threaten his back.

      Vermilion gave no pause, however, and pushed forwards, slamming his piledriver forwards towards Avery's chest with a piston powered spike, a deafening metallic slam indicating the weapon releasing its payload. In the corner of his vision he spotted Vivian release a hail of bullets, seemingly holding her own against the annoying one. That was good, he thought, but perhaps he should join in on the fun later. Maybe he'd get a kick out of picking on the skirmisher again.

Aura - [76%]

[Spear trap (Immobile.) - 2% if Avery backs into them, probably more if he jumps back.]
[Heavy Piledriver - 10%. Heavy attack, but has a reel in.]

     Ayaka didn't have to look at the displays to know that she had little aura left. Feeling her sword parried she decided to end the fight with something different.

     The girl learned that not all opportunities presented themselves as she wished. She learned that the hard way. Plowing through the wishes of her family, and taking what pain she needed to make her own way. That's why she took up the sword. The way of the blade wasn't absolute however, and it always evolved. If she only thought with the sword, only moved with the steel, there would be  gaps in both offense and defense. That's why she used her semblance, to make due for her lack of range. Her wires to trap and ensnare, and her body, to move and protect herself.

     A good solid hit was all she needed to win, and the same was practically true for her opponent as well. Despite that, she waited until the last moment of Akel's stab, staying out of range until the bat-faunus triggered the transformation. Ayaka acted fast and stepped forward sliding the scythe upwards against her kote(vambrace) and simultaneously slashed with her sword.

     Steel grated against steel and Ayaka felt her aura get chipped as she parried the large blade. Fortunately, despite her aura taking damage, the kote dulled the pain and she went forward with her attack. With one last shout, Ayaka dashed forward with a massive dash, sweeping her long blade as swift as she could while staying outside of hand to hand range.

     The air stood still as she activated judgement cut once more, and the slash arrived not one moment after, painting the air a white hue as the air rended from her attack.

Aura: 21%

Attacks -
[Slash - 7% - Replicate -7%]

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