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Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: June 21, 2018, 04:19:55 PM »
Jocelyn's compliments get a sweet smile and a small snort. "I had literally no reputation, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten in- hell, I'm still a scholarship student! Otherwise, I never would've even been able to pay for Beacon." She explains, giving a little shrug. "I'm just happy I managed to beat the odds in the end, frankly. Sometimes all the motivation you need is the dream you're surviving on." Prism says, then takes a moment to blink at her own phrasing before blowing a raspberry.

"...that doesn't sound quiet as morbid as it really does, I promise."

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: June 20, 2018, 05:03:19 PM »
Prism makes a slight humming noise, closing her eyes as she leans on her friend's shoulder. "Let's see... well, I can talk about before I came to Beacon. I was a skinny 4'7" hummingbird who'd been homeschooled for 12 years, so I knew I'd need a good reputation to get into Beacon- so I threw myself into academics. Ran track, martial arts club, leader of the faunus rights branch at my high school on top of AP classes, hell- even managed to graduate valedictorian!" There's a faint smile on her face as she thinks about that, before going on. "I worked two part-time jobs too- with Melonia, you've met her, and then there was Madame Bernard, my..." She struggles on the word. ", and other employer."

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: June 20, 2018, 04:38:45 PM »
Prism listens carefully, but the resolute look in her eyes don't change. "You've mentioned, and I understand. Still, you're not going to change my mind. Those weren't proper teammates." Prism decides, before leaning against Jocelyn again. There's a beat or two of quiet, and Prism bites her lip as she thinks about something, before starting to speak carefully. "...out of necessity, huh? I understand that especially well. Sometimes to prove something, sometimes to help people, and sometimes just to survive." It's obvious Prism's drifting off as well, but she shakes her head to bring herself back to the present. "You'll find the thing that drives you to excel, I promise. You already have an ironclad goal, now all you have to do is chase it."

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: June 20, 2018, 04:12:56 PM »
Prism clucks her tongue at the story, her brow slightly furrowing. "As much as I hate to say it, I understand. Some people aren't built for close combat, and unless you can find speed or something else to help you compensate, then you're screwed. But seriously, being shunned by her team because she was having a hard time fighting?" Prism's furrowed brow becomes a full-on glare at the sky, as if her gaze could reach back in time to scorn unknown students. "That's not what a team is supposed to do. They're supposed to help you improve and adapt, not shun you. Props to your mother for making it through that, even if changing was hard."

The last statement makes Prism think for a few moments, before Jocelyn's nudged in the ribs by a wing. "And c'mon now, don't sell yourself short. We both know you're making rapid improvements, and you're able to do thing even your mother couldn't at her age - say, healing at a distance, unless your semblance is hereditary. But still, you have your own unique gifts. Don't be down on yourself about that."

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: June 20, 2018, 03:48:12 PM »
"Promise you're not, is perfectly fine right now..." Prism says, eyes blinking slightly before slumping more against Jocelyn. "N' won't complain if you keep going for now, won't hear a worried peep oughta me." She adds, trying to keep her eyes open. She's going to just fall asleep on Jocelyn if she keeps that up, it's really quiet relaxing - so to distract herself, Prism racks her mind for another question to ask her friend. " where'd your mom get Hyacinth from, by the way? Mentioned she attended Atlas, n' you inherited her rifle, so..." She gestures to Jocelyn loosely, waiting for her to continue.

RPG Discussion / Re: 41st Vytal Tourney Q&A/Poll/Rules
« on: June 20, 2018, 11:12:55 AM »
Does Amity Colosseum have a designated ceiling height for combatants?

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: June 20, 2018, 10:49:42 AM »
Flopping back down onto the ground, Prism murmurs the small thanks with the yawn as she leaned into Jocelyn while the head scratches resume. There's a notable moment where she half-freezes as Jocelyn's hand travels to scratch at the place between her wings, before Prism lets out a small sigh, leaning forwards to let Jocelyn take her weight, wings gently drooping. Jocelyn would notice that the muscle between Prism's wings is especially tense, likely the cause of her relaxation. "Sorry, just... feels good, can't reach that spot 'myself, wings can make my back tense..."

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: June 20, 2018, 10:29:47 AM »
There's a slightly disappointed noise from Prism as Jocelyn gets up, apparently liking having her head scratched, but she stands as well. What she's not expecting is to be lifted up and placed on her friends shoulders, wildly balancing for a moment before going to get a grip on Jocelyn's hair, wings extended as she tries to get her balance. "Okay, I don't know if I'm impressed or insulted that you just lifted me up like that, but uh-" Prism glances around, taking in the new vantage point. "No complaints really - it's probably a good thing that I'm not scared of heights."

Prism stays there for a few more moments, awkwardly balancing - okay, it really is easier to see all the targets and everything from up here, but she'll never admit that aloud. There's a reason she wears heels all time. Reaching down, she pats the side of her friends face, trying to get her attention. "You wouldn't mind putting me down, would you? Not exactly the scenario where I'm used to having someone's head between my thighs, and also like- the view's nice, but the ground is nice too."

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: June 19, 2018, 11:16:34 PM »
As Jocelyn's fingers begin to trace through Prism's hair, Prism blinks a couple times before closing her eyes to enjoy the feeling. It's been a long time since someone's done that, so it gets a light shiver out of her, almost making a chirp-like sound; before opening her eyes again in surprise at her own noise. Woops. "What? Oh, right- Hawk's Eye was a weapon Dad made. Man was a scary-good engineer, made everything from basic broadswords to like, well - you've seen how complicated Hawksy is. Hell, he even made my slingshot." She quietly ruminates, glancing up at er friend.

"'Fraid I didn't inherit his eye for design, that was one of my sisters - but I'm good with a needle and thread, so got that from Mom, alongside the whole tiny hummingbird thing." She fluffs her wings slightly in emphasis. "Tallest she ever got was 5'2", so I know where I got my height from, and I'm even smaller than she was at this age." Prism grumbles, squinting disdainfully at nothing in particular.

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: June 19, 2018, 12:11:11 AM »
Prism's still giggling a bit, but it cuts off with a slight hitch of breath at Jocelyn's unexpectedly-sweet words. Twisting from her place to look up at her for a moment, then two with wide eyes, a soft and somewhat-dopey smile crosses her face. She nudges Jocelyn with her shoulder, before leaning back against her comfortably.

"Yeah, between like. All the training, classes, extra missions and whatever - I hope we can keep finding time for these moments. With Casanova, and with... just, us. I guess. You're a good friend, Jocelyn." Prism's voice goes a little nostalgic as she talks, before dipping a bit with careful affection towards the end.

Beacon Academy / Re: Showing Off in the Sun [Closed]
« on: June 18, 2018, 11:46:17 PM »
Albrecht starts a little, pausing his sword routine to look up in annoyance at whoever interrupted him - but his expression changes significantly at the sight of the woman taking her helmet off, a slightly-off smile creeping onto his face as his eyes immediately focus on the pair of wolf ears atop her head.

A faunus, and a pretty one at that. Perfect.

"Hello, my lady!" Albrecht cheers, immediately turning about-face to Blair. One hand holding his sword clasps across his waist, while the other goes behind his back - he immediately bows at the waist, paying no attention to the fact that his hat seemingly falls off with the motion. "I'm so glad someone of your presence decided to join me, an audience of the your nature is only suiting for one as I. What I'm perfecting is the art of combat banter, your ability to distract your opponent through words that equal in sharpness to my words. Admittedly, it's less effective against Grimm, but some traditions must be held." He nods in approval of himself, before gesturing to her. "I must admit, my fair lady - why are you wearing such a suit of armor on a day like this? Wouldn't you overheat? You may be much more comfortable without it, I'd imagine."

Spoiler: show
C'mon, Jima's not that cruel. She may go for the occasional crotch shot, but he's her teammate even if they're fighting. and for the sake of clarification (bear with me) - five second rule works?

Jima rapidly twists her head and upper body to the side as his left hand raises, but with the point-blank range the shot's nearly unavoidable. She gives a light hiss as it glances across her sternum, visibly glaring down at Mogan."Watch the tattoos."

She's getting pretty tired of people grabbing her mace, but Mogan rising gives her a golden opportunity. At the same moment he stands up, she Pivots on her right foot, simultaneously trying to yank her mace out of his grip while delivering a kick to his stomach with steel-toed boots. With  a little luck, it'll land - otherwise, he'll hopefully at least be moving to avoid it.

Attack Log:
Stomach Kick (6%)

Jima's Combat Stats:
Aura: 100% (-5%)

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: June 18, 2018, 05:02:48 PM »
Prism's still giggling as Jocelyn tries one last time to continue the joke, before it's refreshed as she chokes on a new bout of laughter before promptly giving up and falling backwards onto the grass with Jocelyn. She spends another few moments giggling before it fades to a happy smile, leaning sideways onto her friend as they laugh in the early-morning sunshine. "A-ah, god, this is what- this is what happens when both of u-us try to shoot while sleep-deprived and you're hyp-hyped up on caffein."

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: June 18, 2018, 04:18:56 PM »
"That's fair, though my point kinda stands." Prism concedes, gesturing with her hand. The corner of her mouth creeps up at Jocelyn's posh accent, her back going straight and mouth pinching as she puts on a similar haughty tone. ""Of course, Ms. Antiqua! Later this afternoon, we're meeting with a Mr. Cream and Ms. Petrichor for croquet, then I believe... pfft - Okay, no, no, I can't d-do it! Pffeehehehe..."

Prism's valiant try towards playing along is thwarted by a gigglefit, needing to cover her mouth to try to prevent the belly laugh from escaping.

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: June 18, 2018, 11:37:44 AM »
"We're training to become huntresses, something tells me we're the exception. Hell, I fly while a shoot, that's practically my entire combat strategy. Mobility in battle is kinda essential for us." Prism counters, fluffing her wings for emphasis. She relaxes a bit at Jocelyn's comment about her leadership however, letting a small smile creep onto her face in turn. "That's good to know, actually. If I'm in charge of you guys for the next four years, the last thing I want is for anybody to resent my leadership."

She pauses, before tilting her head, her tone humorous. "Though I won't lie, it's pretty cool being referred to as ma'am."

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