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The Vale Region / Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Last post by MonsterManic on January 11, 2019, 01:14:42 PM »
Rachel didn’t let her slight fear and nervousness show when Akel’s opponent stepped into the ring, though her stalks flared out in annoyance at Sark’s rude comment. If she wasn’t supposed to be under cover, she’d just as quickly go down and beat him senseless herself. Instead, she quaffed her entire glass of beer to cover her emotions, gently putting it back on the plate with a light ‘tink’. Quickly, before the two fighters began fighting in earnest, she leant over and whispered to Hart: ”Know who Sark belongs to?”

She’d already noticed Hart’s curt glance at the guy with the mask, but she wanted more information without seeming overly nosy.. Speaking of… ”And - pardon me for asking - what do you mean, ‘not anymore’?” Rachel could probably hazard a guess - judging by the subtle nicknames given to Sark down below it was fair enough to assume many a challenger had been topped by the “Bloody Blade”.
Before his attack went through Shiroe’s guard, Setsuna noticed the long white sabre brandished in a defensive position, nearly blending in with the snow and fog surrounding the arena if not for its glow. Without it’s telltale light, he might struggle to even see the blade, especially if the conditions were to become worse.

The shield bash connected, sending a jarring sensation through his back and a small smile across Setsuna’s face. His opponent fell back with unexpected speed but unfortunately lost his footing, giving him an opportunity to continue his assault. However, a problem posed itself. There was no angle of slash that was particularly effective against a prone opponent, and the options that posed themselves in that split second could be evaded simply by rolling out of the way. Still, hoping to keep his opponent from standing up, Setsuna dove after Shiroe, stabbing his sword downward with the intent of attacking his stomach.

Setsuna's Stats:
  ● Aura: [█████████-] 92%
  ● Weapons: Discord, Harmony

Combat Data:
  ● Attacks: Downward stab (7%)
  ● Semblance: ACTIVE - 55/60 seconds
Everywhere Else / Re: Being a Responsible Adult [CLOSED]
« Last post by Moth on January 10, 2019, 11:41:42 PM »
“The Royale family sponsors me - Royal Senior, specifically. He has scholarships for students who can’t attend Beacon or other combat schools, and I was lucky enough to snag one.” She answers, letting a hint of pride in her voice. “Plus like, two afterschool jobs and night classes at Signal brought me up to par pretty quickly. There’s plenty of time in the day when you don’t sleep.” Her joke is on the lighter side, even if her voice is oddly weighted - finishing with another sip of the energy drink in her hand.

Hunter’s offer to sponsor her though makes her perk up though, straightening her back and blinking at him rather widely for a moment, trying to comprehend what he just said - another Hunter, and one that’s tasked with teaching the next generation, offering to teach a tiny faunus from Vale that vaguely showed some promise. That’s basically any sane student’s dream. A professional huntsman offering to dedicate their time to teach them, to help them become stronger, faster, better versions of the students they already were. And here was a literal professor, a faunus professor, someone who taught and prepared the next generation of hunters and huntresses to save the world over and over again, singing her praises about her ability to survive and succeed and offering to teach her, she’d be a fool to say anything other than-


The answer is abrupt, sudden, and even Prism seems a bit taken aback by the way she slams the bottom of the energy drink onto the table in enthusiastic confirmation. She blinks, flushes a slight red, and settles back into her chair again as she tries to calm the literal ruffled feathers peaking out from behind her. ”...if you’re willing to pardon the outburst, I’d be absolutely honored to accept you as my sponsor, and would relish the chance to improve my skills in any professional capacity.” She finishes, only smiling a bit awkwardly.
The Vale Region / Re: Hunt across the Savannah
« Last post by Kingnoname1 on January 09, 2019, 05:03:29 PM »
’The main objective is to find and isolate the Dustsmith but yes if you are able to disarm and remain unnoticed it would be beneficial to future missions. Of course, if you are capable of capturing the Dustsmith here and now we won’t need future missions.’ Sam Copper responds coldly. ’Your line to me is encrypted but no encryption is perfect and even the existence of an encrypted communication line could cause suspicion so I would recommend keeping your calls back to base to a minimum. Now, unfortunately, there are other briefings I need to run so best of luck out there and keep your eyes peeled. The Dustsmith is a dangerous threat so don’t be cautious about bringing in backup.’ With that Sam’s voice cuts out leaving only the dull droning of the car and the occasional tune hummed by the driver.

’There are some thick robes in one of the cases back there, might be a bit uncomfortable in the heat but they actually do a lot to keep the hot air from reaching you as well as protecting you from sunburn. Honestly, it’s the sunburn that would dehydrate you more than sweat as well as it will also keep the sun off your armour Aurelia.’ The driver pointed out as she turned around to face the other members of their impromtu team, Aurelia could immediately recognize her. Saffron was wearing a dark blue saree as well as a fair amount of gold jewellery but rather than her normal fire dust fractals to deal will Atlas’s cold there was light blue frost dust to deal with the heat. ’So I’ve ran into Aurelia before and although I’ve read both of your files it’s still polite to introduce yourself, My name is Saffron nice to meet everyone, what is everyone else's name?’ Saffron remarked as she turned back around to keep her eyes on the road. It was still reasonably open but there was no reason to take unnecessary risks and it allowed her to turn towards the smoking wreckage.

If Siu did end up sending one of her dragons out to scout the surroundings the dragon would find small pockets of Grimm in a pretty wide radius around the vehicle but they seemed to be keeping their distance for now. When it gets closer to the source of the smoke that isn’t the case any more. A caravan, former caravan more precisely had been completely guttered by the creatures of Grimm with some still stalking around the ruined and burnt out shells trying to force their way inside. The remaining Grimm forces numbered around a couple dozen and don’t look like they would put up a considerable threat to the huntsmen. Saffron does her best to accelerate towards wreck caravan unless one of the other members of their impromptu team says anything but it still looks like they would be a couple of minutes away.

’So, what’s the plan?’ Saffron asked. Normally a leader of her own team Saffron would normally be expected to come up with the plan but she was unexpectedly happy that obligation was no longer hers. With two far more experienced hunters, Saffron would be comfortable letting them take the lead even if it only looked like one of them just woke up. Obviously, she wanted to help anyone she could but her Atlas training had encouraged her to look at the bigger picture, they needed infomation. It would do more good than saving a few lives but it was going to be a difficult topic to bring up given Atlas’s negative reputation and Saffron didn’t want to add to it. For now, she kept her opinions to herself and focused on the road. The shrubbery and trees were getting more sparse leading to a mostly open forest plain.
Beacon Academy / Re: The INKKredible room fiesta [INKK]
« Last post by Golden Koi on January 09, 2019, 01:55:04 PM »
Kin eyed the deck of cards, thinking more simpler thoughts. Being busy with his modelling job, and his curriculum, he was eager to get some time off and play a card game with his new team. He hadn't bothered with thinking about the origins of 31, what he did wouldn't change the outcome anyways. As he ate his choc9late muffin, he started looking at ways to make 31 and win. He subtly wondered if there would be a prize for winning. Maybe another muffin. They tasted so good~.
The Vale Region / Re: At the mountains Summit
« Last post by nathan67003 on January 09, 2019, 06:12:34 AM »
Camelia didn't really mind the rough ride. She'd done far worse to herself when she was starting out with her semblance. Nothing like accidentally smashing your head into an amphitheater's ceiling to get you going. Apart from that, she keenly listened to the briefing given (at a distance) by none other than Sam Cooper, who'd she heard of before. She didn't hear of much unless they had some reputation, too, so that spoke lengths as to how known they were around Hunting circles.

The briefing was clear and concise and Camelia found she had nothing to want for in terms of additional information. She was, however, thoroughly disturbed by Toast's comment, sat opposite and to the side of herself. Collect... jizz samples? What? "...What?" Alas, before she could either figure out what the hell that meant or get an answer, the Bullhead arrived at its destination.

Being armoured as she was (and seeing as how someone'd brought their vehicle along), Camelia decided to bring up the rear. After everyone else was off, she jumped onto the roc below herself, landing with a loud thud accompanied by the rock breaking a bit under her equipment's weight. She immediately took hold of one half of Unity and left the other sheathed, whilst Orion remained on her back for the moment. She'd probably take a hold of it after a bit, depending on how fast they progressed through the mine.

...Jizz samples?
Beacon Academy / Re: The INKKredible room fiesta [INKK]
« Last post by nathan67003 on January 09, 2019, 05:59:49 AM »
best box of rocks, to be honest

Nathan more or less just... stared? Stared at the playing field. Not only did he always suck at any given card game and usually needed to play through several goes to get the gist of the more complex ones like Charlemagne, he was still trying to make up his mind regarding the backstory.

Meeting Izzy's (sustained) gaze snapped him back to reality, if only to admire of slight despair the lad sometimes gave off when completely befuddled. Making sure only Izzy could see him, Nathan subtly mouthed (and attempted to facially express, but probably failed anyway as far as he was concerned) something along the lines of 'getting to know each other with a common activity or something i dunno'.
The Vale Region / Re: At the mountains Summit
« Last post by DEXES on January 08, 2019, 08:52:32 AM »
Dawn stood by one of the Bullhead's windows, watching as they passed through the craggy environment. Only at the sound of her scroll did she averted her gaze from the window to look at the holographic screen and listen to Sam's briefing.
She nodded silently as he finished and immediately turned back to the window, having no questions in desperate need of an answer.

When the Bullhead arrived at the mining shaft, Dawn grabbed her skateboard, which was leaning against the wall next to her, tucked it under her arm and then jumped nimbly into the cave. The flickering lights made it hard to get a clearer picture of their surroundings, but nevertheless, she was determined and ready to go "Well then, let's get started guys."
Beacon Academy / Re: ABoat time [Open]
« Last post by Kingnoname1 on January 08, 2019, 07:29:10 AM »
’I saw someone take out a small Nevermore with a firework, it’s not much but its something. And I’m sure it’s only the truly great patients that end up in worse shape than when they first lay down on the operating table. Even a ninja doctor couldn’t keep you safe from yourself’ Calen continued to tease Kisha lightheartedly. The combination of Kisha’s earnestness, absentmindedness and seriousness made her an amusing target for such taunts although she had proven herself to be more than what the gaunt boy expected so he didn’t push too hard. ’Honestly I think people are too quick to give up on anger, it can be a powerful motivating force if you know how to control it but I agree in most cases it is a waste of energy. Cutting someone else off from your life can often feel like you are punishing yourself as much as them.’ Calen responded his expression darkening. Calen very much didn’t hold grudges for the same reason that Kisha mentions but he still hated and he still remembered. It might be a fine line fair play or retribution are never in Calen’s mind.

Luckily his sisters were a happier topic and only small hints of Calen previous dark mood hid in the corners of his smiling face. ’I have nine siblings and I’m the youngest by around seven years, the baby of the family and I can’t imagine life without them. We lived in a small town and were one of the families responsible for its defence so my parents were often out on patrol so they basically raised me. Although any flaws in my person are entirely my doing. In my experience, a big sister is like a mother who isn’t under as many obligations to keep you safe, least of all from themselves. It can end up being a bit rough and tumble when you are all training to be hunters but they are less of the imposing impossible challenges than older brothers are and instead try to eke out every little bit of potential you have. That doesn’t mean it was easy but I wouldn’t have traded it away for anything.’ Calen responded happily looking dreamingly off into the distance.

After a short pause Calen turned back to face Kisha. ’If you would like to go another round it is your turn but if you are simply curious about something, feel free to ask. I’ll promise I won’t lie … too much. Although likewise, I’m curious about being an only child. It must have been lonely at times?’ Calen asked cocking his head to the side as if the different perspective would give him a more detailed view on Kisha. It’s an odd habit that he had picked up from one of his brothers and only really served to make Calen look even more overconfident than he did already.
     Ayaka held on to her wires as Catalina backed off, not giving much slack for him to move. The wires attached to his waist meant he'd be able to move sideways, but not backwards much. That was enough.

     Shooting the ends of her spool to ground the trapped wires, Ayaka then begun tracing the line with her finger. The wires held firm, and her blade kept charging, all that was left was to release all that energy.

     She knew next to nothing about her opponent. Personality-wise at least. She only learned what she can from their clashes. A coward, a schemer, maybe even a bit tactical, but nothing told her why he fought. Ayaka found constant running annoying, cowardly even to an extent, especially when against a supposed equal. Underhanded schemes disgusted her, but she had to admit they had their uses. Unfortunately she'd rather do without.

     Walking towards Catalina, Ayaka kept distance just a few meters away. Her left hand ever so slightly on the wires that pulled taut on her opponent, and her right resting on the hilt of her blade. She paused, despite her semblance flowing into her blade, and spoke. "Why do you fight?" She asked, her eyes judging, "From what little I can tell I have no reason to respect what I see. A coward, a schemer, and not even a good one at that. You fight as if expecting everything to fall in place but I see no strength behind your actions." She wasn't buying time, she had more than enough charge to deal a hefty blow. She didn't care about raw strength more than she did technique, so why did she talk? "Whatever your answer I'll tell you this. You are but another step towards my goal. A rough stone on my path. Win or lose, you have not earned my respect with what you've shown."

     She wanted to cut him down right then and there but she held. She could at least allow a reply, besides, she had the swallow in her cage and could draw her blade in a split second. "Anything you'd like to say? Stone?"

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