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Knocking Avery onto the ground was the opportunity that Vivian needed. Whistling casually to herself, she reached into her ammo pouch and pulled out two small dust canisters of a light blue tint. After these were spent, she'd be left only with kinetic, fire, and wind dust. Each would give her a brief power-up, though if she could simply land all of her punches, he'd surely be stunned long enough to let her swap them out. She went ahead and removed the empty vials before slipping the new one into the small compartment on her left arm.

In the process of reloading her right side with her left hand, she was suddenly and suprisingly jabbed twice from a distance [-8% aura], her grip on the canister tightening when the staff struck her. The ammunition was fragile, and her hand was far too strong. Ice exploded from the container the moment it cracked [-3% aura]. Her left fist was frozen shut in an instant, a big block of ice formed at the end of her forearm. The combination of his attack and her own mistake sent her stumbling back, momentarily dazed.

Vivian quickly shook her head, trying to keep her mind in the game. She had been careless! Too much confidence in her own chances, and she had missed an easy shot at continuing her assault. Now she had paid the price- her dust was loaded, but with her hand frozen over, it didn't matter yet. Her eyes locked onto Avery, paying much more attention than she had a minute ago. She began to bash her opposite arm against the ice, taking off chunk after chunk with each rapid swing. "Come get some more!" she taunted, hopping back twice to get just a little more distance between her and his staff. With the unstable ground below them, it wouldn't be the easiest weapon to avoid without the aid of her semblance.

[Aura - 89%]

Vivian lifted up her arm for a moment to block some of the sand, turning her head to the side and shutting her eyes as it briefly stunned her. She quickly regained her footing and shook her head, attempting to get some of it out of her rabbit ears. Unfortunately, the ongoing sandstorm was ensuring that she would never truly be free of that annoyance. It had given him the opportunity to keep his distance, something she needed to prevent. Vivian charged at him suddenly, the start of her run slowed slightly by the sand that she stood on. She still closed the gap rather quickly, balling up her fists and raising her arms as she came at him. This volley would surely burn through what was left of these particular vials of dust, but it was a chance worth taking. Making no effort to conserve her electricity, the girl sent a series of three hard straight punches with both hands [3 attacks, 5% damage each]. While the pace of her step slowed drastically, she kept up her approach, wanting to keep the pressure on.

Standing alongside her partner, Vivian squinted her eyes and hummed lightly as she noticed Avery approaching them on his own through the sand. The mentions from the announcers gave her little clue as to how exactly their opponents would fight, but seeing as he was kind enough to close the gap for her, engaging Avery seemed like the most obvious route to take. Meanwhile, her leader was acting like his usual self, something she had grown numb to. Leaning towards Vermilion, the girl stood on her toes for a brief moment to get closer to his height while speaking in a hushed tone.

"Oh, let me go after him first. You can take care of the girl and her 'drone'."

Rolling up the sleeves of her pink jacket, Vivian revealed more of her shiny prosthetics. A moment later, the thin and symmetrically patterned lines along her forearm and bicep lit up, glowing yellow to indicate the type of dust that had previously been inserted. The brightly glowing lines converged at both the back of her hands and her palms, at what appeared to be the main points of dust exhaust. The exposure of her arms served more of a purpose than simply showing off; electric dust visibly coursed throughout the limbs, the occasional flicker of electricity making it clear that they would be dangerous to touch. Despite that, she was quite obviously proud to have them on display to the world, a big grin stuck on her face.

As much as she wanted to return Avery's kind gesture with perhaps a handshake or high-five, doing so now and zapping him would most definitely be seen as a cheap attack. It would give her and Verm a good laugh, but this Atlas crowd certainly didn't need their stereotypes of the sneaky and conniving faunus validated. Instead, Vivian took a couple steps forward and entered an upright combat stance to make sure he knew what to expect.

"Have fun, guys!" the woman called out to the pair, giving Avery a couple more seconds before stepping forward again. The moment she did, she sent a shocking left-handed jab his way, aimed at his upper body [5% damage].

The Vale Region / Re: Royal Guard [CLOSED]
« on: July 03, 2018, 11:38:15 PM »
Lyssa did her best to meander through the crowd. Unlike Beige, she didn't move elegantly whatsoever, accidentally bumping into a couple of people as she made her way past. After cursing under her breath, she let out a sigh, trying to relax herself a little. While her temper was well under control, having dozens of people surrounding you, all of which you had to try and keep track of was a little stressful. Perhaps Beige had the right idea- there wasn't really too much to worry about at this very moment. If something were to happen, it most likely wouldn't be here. She hadn't had much interest in it initially, but maybe chatting a bit would help her ease up some.

"We don't really know each other." She glanced over at Jima, giving her a curious look before turning back. Part of her wanted to know what exactly Mrs. Royale meant, but she felt it would be strange to ask. "... But since you apparently know all about us, mind telling us some things about yourself? I kinda wanna know why these people we're lookin' out for don't like you." The last part was somewhat easy to guess, but any extra information she could get from her would be valuable.

Plot Zone / Re: Beach Volleyball!
« on: June 12, 2018, 08:49:30 AM »
Signing up Isabelle for social thread and Cassidy for some volleyball.

Everywhere Else / Re: Preparing for the Coming Storm, Team One
« on: June 08, 2018, 10:34:48 AM »
His sudden disappearance into the fog was enough of a red flag for her to be ready. While she expected some sort of swift attack, she was instead greeted by a flying mass of metal, barely diving and rolling out of the way in time. Her entire body shook as the pistons collided, her eardrums ringing from the loud booms. The pain was manageable, even if it did make it much harder to concentrate.

"How the fuck?" she muttered to herself, unable to hear her own voice. There really was no clear solution here, not one she could piece together. Maybe if she could take a moment to regroup with Solaris, though she couldn't even see her partner past the moving metal. This predicament only reminded her of how badly she needed to invest in some heavy duty explosives... Nothing like a big boom to solve all of your problems.

For now, all she could do was wait on the defensive. She had an idea that involved getting on top of one of those pistons to find the source, but she'd need her semblance to use as a platform, and that was currently recharging. And so, she waited, watching the fog closely while praying that her eardrums wouldn't be permanently screwed after standing near this set of crashing pistons for a while. Better here than wandering into the deep fog.

The Vale Region / Re: Royal Guard [CLOSED]
« on: June 08, 2018, 10:13:59 AM »
"I'm Lyssa," the tall woman answered briefly, her attention partially divided as her eyes moved between individuals in the crowd. The chances of an attack at this very moment were much slimmer than if the speech had already begun. Despite that, she felt the need to stay alert. The large amount of security present in addition to this bunch of students almost seemed like overkill... Perhaps that was for the best, but it didn't make her feel at ease, as the organizers of the event were clearly overly concerned about safety. Picking out any threats here would be difficult for sure. Nobody looked like murderous mercenaries here. As long as she had a couple seconds to react, she was confident in her ability to protect Ms. Royale, though there was no guarantee she would get that kind of time.

While the others spoke amongst themselves, Vivian simply stared at the newly acquired mustache that she held in her hand, giggling to herself. Even as Jonathan ripped into the students, she held it up to her face, looking over at Airi for a moment to show off her new accessory. Unbeknownst to her, she was almost perfectly proving his point on discipline. It took the arrival of the professor for her to realize that she should probably be paying attention. Apparently, it was too late, as she was already totally lost. Something about a semblance doohickey? Before she could ask, they were on their way out. Her rabbit ears drooped a little, but she quickly shrugged it off.

Along with the others, she made her way back towards their car, slipping the fake mustache into one of her front pockets. "That guy was totally weird... I see why him and the professor get along."

Upon their return to the passenger area, the faunus went to her seat and slumped in the chair once again. Rather than stare out the window, she kept a curious eye on the conductor of indeterminable gender. While she wasn't attentive enough to be even a bit suspicious about them being there, she definitely had to wonder if this person was looking for their mustache, as it wouldn't look too out of place on them...

The Vale Region / Re: Royal Guard [CLOSED]
« on: May 28, 2018, 11:55:36 PM »
Stepping out as the ship's doors opened, Lyssa took a good look at the school before sighing. While it was slightly nostalgic, being back here filled her with plenty of regret. All that time spent training day and night, and not a minute of it trying to enjoy her childhood while it lasted. Thinking back on it, she hadn't really missed this place all that much.

Her attention was brought back to the group when Beige made her sudden entrance. Lyssa couldn't help but let out a short whistle when her eyes landed on the woman, taken off guard by her majestic appearance. 'Rich people sure are something else.' As tempting as it was to say it aloud, she had already acted unprofessionally enough for the moment.

"Happy to assist you, ma'am." She gave Beige a confident smile and a nod, her hand lightly tapping the handle of one of her revolvers. "Nobody's gettin' through us."

The Vale Region / Re: Royal Guard [CLOSED]
« on: May 19, 2018, 10:19:03 AM »
Lyssa followed the others on board the airship, taking a seat with a fair amount of distance from the others. Much like Amane, she sat there quietly. Jima had asked the same thing that she herself had been wondering, so she opted to wait and listen. Hopefully, such information wouldn't end up being necessafy, but being extra prepared was always the way to go.

Everywhere Else / Re: Preparing for the Coming Storm, Team One
« on: May 10, 2018, 11:13:31 PM »
Between the time it took for Lyssa to holster her guns and grab the rifle from her back, a good number of Amarant's swings made contact. The first few hits made her stumble back, him and his swift attacks easily taking advantage of her vulnerability. After firmly planting her boots on the ground, she eventually managed to block the rest of the assault, gripping her weapon with both hands to shield herself multiple times.

Solaris repositioning to be behind Amarant was, in her eyes, definitely the best way to go about grounding him. With how damp the air around them had suddenly become, her clothing was already wet and weighing her down. Lyssa was sure that she herself wouldn't be fast enough to take advantage of the opportunity and take out his wings. She could, however, do her best to keep him from evading her partner.

Ignoring his advice on the usage of her semblance, Lyssa activated it once again, forming two glowing barriers a few feet to the left and right of Amarant in an instant. Assuming her plan worked, avoiding Solaris' blow would require him to either shatter one of the shields or go through Lyssa. Aiming to prevent the latter, the tall woman activated the mechanism to shift her weapon to its glaive form. She gave three horizontal swipes at him with the blade the moment it emerged from the gun, focusing more on keeping him at a distance from her rather than striking him.

"Oh! Oh! Me!" One of Vivian's hands shot up, waving a bunch at the strange moustache man as she jumped a couple of times. After a moment, she snickered, bringing the arm back down. "Nah, just kidding. No clue who lost it. But, like, I'll definitely take that off your hands if you don't want it." What purpose for a fake moustache could she possibly have? Vivian herself didn't even know, but that was totally only because she didn't have one.

The Vale Region / Re: Royal Guard [CLOSED]
« on: April 29, 2018, 06:42:17 PM »
Lyssa marched towards the pickup location, storming past a few people and earning dirty looks on the way. A morning spent arguing with her teammates, followed shortly after by another argument with her sister. Of course, it was all her fault, being a grumpy jerk and all. 'Why do I have to make my own life difficult?' It couldn't be that difficult to not be a shitbird for one day, and yet, she failed every time. For now, she simply wished to focus on her mission, hopefully to the point where she'd forget about the obnoxious start to the day.

These types of jobs were ones that she was more than familiar with. Her semblace, stature and strength all made for one hell of an effective bodyguard. That didn't usually matter however, as the bodyguard gigs she did manage to get almost always ended uneventfully. For once, it seemed like there was a chance this one would be different, though not for the better.

While she certainly wasn't much of a planner, Lyssa took each mission she was tasked with very seriously. Knowing even the littlest amount of info about an employer could make a big difference. It didn't take much research at all to find out what had gone down last time these 'Royales' hired students. Sure, the bunch made it out fine, but not without blood on their hands. If the Royales were worried about the same people attacking again, would these potential hostiles be equally willing to fight to their deaths to reach the target? In all of her years of fighting, not once had she been in a situation that required her to take a person's life. Hopefully, today wouldn't be the day. Maybe she was tough, but even she doubted her ability to handle that with ease.

'... My feelings about it don't matter.' If it came down to protecting someone else, she would do it, because that was her job. Why did she feel anxious at all, anyway? That wasn't normal. Everything today would go perfectly fine, and she'd be sent back to the Academy after the job was over feeling absolutely bored out of her mind. That was always how things turned out.

Drawing her attention away from her scattered thoughts and to the two individuals at the landing platform, Lyssa approached the duo. She almost looked overprepared, with two guns on her back, another two at her hips, and a tactical vest covering her torso. "Yo. I'm Lyssa. This is the right place, yeah?"

Everywhere Else / Re: Preparing for the Coming Storm, Team One
« on: April 29, 2018, 05:17:48 PM »
Right off the bat, Lyssa was forced to act defensively, her semblance activating to immediately form a protective barrier between her and his attack. While the blast of ice was mostly blocked, she felt an intense gust of freezing air blow past her on both sides, making it clear just how close she had been to becoming a popsicle. Not having much time to spare, she lifted both of her guns at Amarant the moment he turned to lunge at Solaris. Not wanting to stay close, she backed up slowly from both them and her cover while letting off four shots of ice aimed for Amarant's back.

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