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The Vale Region / Re: To search for the unknown [PLOT Team 1]
« Last post by Mortos on Today at 10:49:26 PM »
As Kale went off to rescue Talen, Argus sent out five shadows to scout the town for the best possible location to lay a trap.
Beacon Academy / Re: A Lazy Day [OPEN]
« Last post by Martian on Today at 09:35:22 PM »
"I could say the same about you," Marshal scoffed. Man, no wonder this guy's dad disowned him! What a prick.

Then Reggie had the nerve to suggest that he hadn't made any progress. "That's because you never really pay attention to me," Marshal reminded him. "But, if you're offering, a little extra training wouldn't hurt, I suppose. If Ms. Silica is alright with it, I'd love to get some pointers from her."
Everywhere Else / Re: A day in Vacuo - Team SMMR [PM for invite]
« Last post by 00Mogar on Today at 09:08:20 PM »
Marcus shrugged as they walked "Well I've had an interest in metallurgy since  about the same time my sister started working with dust, soo probably since I was ten years old, and the village smith helped me learn how to work metal and any tips or tricks he knew., as he walked he looked around keeping an eye out for scavengers or muggers that would think them easy prey "After I left I searched out other smiths to help me hone my craft and in time I created the armor that I wear along with my weapons, I've also done work for others but none of them have any creative designs."
The Vale Region / Re: To search for the unknown [PLOT Team 1]
« Last post by 00Mogar on Today at 08:41:26 PM »
Kale smirked and said "Yes lets keep things as peaceful as we can for now, although if things get to the point of no return then you can let your gun do as much talking as needed.", she walked out of the barn and headed over to Talen's location to possibly get her out of a vary sticky situation. Upon arriving to the fence she looked around hoping to spot a decent place for an ambush in the distance but figured she would need to venture out a bit to find a good one.
Character Editing / Re: How to Edit an Approved Character
« Last post by OmegaX123 on Today at 08:05:51 PM »
Martin Roja

Transferring to Beacon (as discussed at some point last year but only just happened), details are (in story prose form) in Under the Vacuan Stars.
Martin's scroll pulsed, and he rose out of a half-sleep. He stared at the scroll for a moment, before it clicked with him who was calling.

"Mom? Is everything alright?" She rarely called unless there was an emergency, or unless he had forgotten her - or his own, or his missing sister's - birthday.

"Everything's fine, Martin," came the voice from the other end. His mother, Blaze Roja, was a beautiful woman, for her age and the hard life she had led, and Martin could see from the earnest sparkle in her pale orange eyes that she wasn't lying, to spare his feelings or for any other reason.

"So why are you calling?" He asked. "Not that I'm not glad to hear from you or anything, but I mean it's a pretty rare thing hearing from you when I'm off at school."

"I've gotten a job offer," she replied.

"That's great news, mom!" Martin smiled broadly, the shine in his own gray eyes threatened to outshine the one in his mother's.

"It's outside the kingdom," she said, sounding less enthusiastic than before.

"Where at?"

"It's in Vale."

Martin's heart made two very opposite moves at those words. First it leapt into his throat - if his mother took the job, and he went with her, he'd get to see all the friends he made in Vale during the Vytal Tournament again - and then sunk into the pit of his stomach - if they left, they'd be as good as abandoning his sister for dead.

"Martin? I guess it's my turn to ask you if everything's alright," Blaze laughed hollowly.

"Just... there's so many reasons we - you should go, but then... Cerise..."

"Martin... I know you miss her, but it's been five years... If she's still out there,
 well... she'll have learned to take care of herself, and... would she even recognize us?
" A tear fell from Blaze's eye to match the one in Martin's. "I don't want to leave her any more than you do, but I have to think about us now, keep us alive. You're a grown man now, if you want to stay and keep looking, you're more than welcome to. I hope you do find her, and you can bring her home. But I can't stay here and mourn forever, I need to earn a living, provide for you and myself,
 and if I have to go to Vale to do it, then that's what I'll do.

Martin fell silent for a moment, and then: "Yeah... You're right. There's more reasons to go, for both of us, than there are to stay." He smiled a broad, fake smile, putting on a strong face for his mother. "I have some acquaintances here, I'll ask them to keep a look out when they're patrolling. They know how to reach me, if they find her they can give me a call."


A few days later, after requesting a transfer, Martin and his mother had boarded a transport to Vale, to begin their new lives. Her at the Dust shop "From Dust Till Dawn", and him as a student at Beacon Academy.
Teams / Re: Hat Draw
« Last post by Capta1n_Henry on Today at 05:59:38 PM »
The Vale Region / Re: The Lonely Road [Shard INC] [Closed]
« Last post by Glow on Today at 02:34:42 PM »
"They'll be alright. Been 'n worse situations than this'n." The gruff voice replied, listening to the radio chatter as he let the people who were hired for this do their jobs. Better to save the ammo if they needed it rather than fire a few meaningless shots now. Watching as the nearby beowolves backed off from the flames or were burnt away, he barked through Brook's command to the rest of the men into the comms, before firing another quick volley of shots to cover the woman as she made her way towards the larger Grimm. "Ain't paid enough for this shit..."


The shield blocking a few snapping jaws as some of the less experienced Grimm tried to take advantage of Reyva's downed state, the following blast of ice dust from the tall hunter froze the unlucky monsters up close and forced the others to back off as more were shot down by the icicles and rocks launched by the kinetic attack. A few more tried to break the line, but kept being pushed back by the combined defense, and eventually they backed off to the edges of the confrontation.


Growling and flinching as a volley of bullets hit its armoured back, the two alphas quickly stopped their fighting, jumping to the side and glaring at the origin of the shots. They had a covering of bones going down each of their legs, ending in elongated claws, and a number of spikes mirrored on each side of their spines, though some of the bullets had inflicted light wounds to the side of one where the spikes hadn't covered. Showing more cooperation than most of the other beowolves' mindless leaping, the two rejoined, prowling next to each other in a way that it was almost hard to tell which inky black body part belonged to which.
Beacon Academy / Re: A Lazy Day [OPEN]
« Last post by Walter on Today at 01:04:31 PM »
Sir turdsmeckle turned his head just slightly in the direction of his team leader, still facing his body away, the little bitch. "No, I haven't seen him much as of late. A shame, too. He made for far more pleasant company than you." Reggie commented.

After a short moment, he turned around again. "I almost feel as though I should have Silica train you, by the way. I've seen no improvement in your skills, unlike mine."
Beacon Academy / Re: The Labor of Atlas [CLOSED] [ATLA-Initiation]
« Last post by Dusty on Today at 07:11:25 AM »
"Well, that was fun. Three Grimm down and no one got mauled. All in all, that was a raging success I think. Go team!" Gwylan cheerfully exclaimed to his team as he grabbed Irvine and rested it on his right shoulder. They'd done pretty well, after all, and some morale boosting wouldn't go astray.

Didn't mean they were done though, not by a long shot. This was just the first fight they'd have to deal with today. But, if they went as well as this one, nothing would go wrong. Team ATLA would come out on top, without a shadow of a doubt. Strolling past Aurora and bumping her shoulder with his, he murmured, "Nice job leader", and proceeded to continue down the path.
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