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Well, at least the lake was frozen this time.

Stepping into the decisively unique arena with Calen right behind him, Setsuna actually looked downright casual compared to his other matches. His sword was sheathed at his hip and his hands were in his pants pockets. He carried with him an air of chill--or at least he would have if he wasn't armed to the teeth with green blades and white-blue shields. Even so, he didn't look concerned in the slightest.

"What do you think, Calen?" he asked, turning to face his battle partner. While doing so, he beckoned him behind a rock formation, knowing full well that they were up against two ranged fighters, one with something even both of his shields would have trouble blocking a hit from.

Teams / Re: 1st years in need of a replacement teammate.
« on: Today at 02:14:02 AM »
Hehe, couldnít tell if you were trolling or not. I guess itís team Lager then. Iíll find a hex code for the color.

Well, shit.

Being understandably nervous before his first ever fight with so many spectators onlooking, let alone participating in the illustrious Vytal Tournament of all stages, Setsuna had spent his time in the ready room looking over his equipment to the point of obsession and pacing back and forth, turning over every option in his head repeatedly when the doors to the arena hissed open. Gathering his nerves he resolutely strode forth and--

--and nearly walked straight into a small lake. Already this didn't look good, with no large tracts of land for him to fully utilise his speed on. The other side of the arena didn't look much better--pillars of rock rose like skyscrapers, again leaving little room to manoeuvre. While the debris of the wrecked ship ensured that he wasn't stranded, his gear meant swimming was out of the question. At the same time, he wasn't fast enough to run across water. Shit indeed.

Deciding to just go for it without introducing himself--so much for that comment about knights--he began to make his way across the water via leaps and bounds, albeit making very slow progress. While he did so, the line of sight to his opponent's gate became less obstructed, so he kept an eye out to see what his opponent would be doing.

Teams / Re: 1st years in need of a replacement teammate.
« on: July 19, 2018, 01:49:07 AM »
L-Money you wot m9. Make that indecisive mind of yours up.

Color of beer for Lager and a simple brown color of tree trunks for Logger. I don't even know which one L-Money chose.


Recently, reports have surfaced from several aerial shipping companies of a new mercenary band calling themselves the "Immortal Lancers" repeatedly harassing cargo Bullheads transporting shipments of seemingly random materials. The manner in which they carry out the 'heist' is, according to each report sent in, identical; a group of 8 pirates grapple the targeted ship before breaching and boarding, a similar tactic used by Grimm Lancers to bring a ship down. However, instead of sinking the Bullhead, they merely strip the ship of all cargo and load it onto their own ship before vanishing off the radar. Eyewitnesses have determined and confirmed that this is not the infamous "Red Corsair" and as such have deemed this a safe case for a Beacon Initiation.

Team CNRS, overseen by Professor Ferus, is to undertake the following mission/initiation. The team will board a cargo Bullhead which is identical to the previous targets struck by the pirate group and act as bait to lure the "Immortal Lancers" out. Once the pirates have boarded the ship, the team is to capture the 8 pirates and bring them back to Vale. The pirate ship has been confirmed to be on autopilot during each 'heist' so reinforcements are not expected. Each of the 8 pirates have also been confirmed to have some degree of Aura training, and every report makes strange mention of some very lucky incidents for the pirates. Team CNRS is advised to exercise caution while engaging.

 - Capture the "Immortal Lancers"
 - Do not let any pirates escape

As the sun started to fall from the sky, casting dark grey shadows over the expansive ground of the Beacon landing pads, one lone cargo Bullhead stood on the far left platform, with its only visible accompaniment being one lone, tall Hunter. With the more rough, defined angles of the cargo ship easily separating it from the more sleek, polished passenger Bullheads, it was hard to mistake--yet even if one paid close attention, there was little to distinguish it from any of its other 'brethren'--just a old, standard grade cargo ship.

Professor Ferus was alone on the platform, standing solitary vigil and clad in full combat attire for his next upcoming mission. Though his blank face showed little emotion, time was somewhat of the essence--it was essential that the ship be in the air and on one of the regular flight paths at the right time. There he stood, patiently awaiting his new charges' arrival. They should have received the message to sortie a while ago...

Beacon Academy / Re: A Warm Welcome [Closed]
« on: July 14, 2018, 02:54:30 AM »
"...Beg pardon, administrative offices?" Yu abruptly halts his advance toward Beacon's doors and looks at Prism, head cocked curiously. "...What on Remnant are those, pray tell?" By the expression on his face, one could tell that he was both utterly serious and completely baffled. "I do assume you are not taking advantage of me to pull my leg, but..."

Continuing to listen to Prism's stream of words, he notes the repeated mention of uniforms with a sense of unease, but the other things bring him relief. "I must admit I have quite high hopes for Beacon's training facilities. Let us hope that I will not be disappointed by the result."

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: July 13, 2018, 10:39:47 PM »
"Y-yeah, I think I will." A moment passes before Jocelyn suddenly bursts out into ironic laughter, both bitter and humorous. "It's funny, isn't it? How each time we spend time with just us, we manage to bring each other to tears, bring up horrible memories, or learn something heartbreaking." she remarks sarcastically, but with no intent of rebuke. "There's something really wrong with us, you know that."

Reaching over, she grasps Prism's arm, thumb and forefinger encircling her slender wrist. "We're both really bad at using words, it seems. Never a moment when either of us isn't comforting the other."

Teams / Re: 1st years in need of a replacement teammate.
« on: July 12, 2018, 06:42:16 AM »
We are not considering DCKS. Ever.

Lager has my vote b/c color of beer (if there is one) and Leona staying leader makes sense. We can probably say Lissa got suspended or something since RIP Floob.

Teams / Re: 1st years in need of a replacement teammate.
« on: July 11, 2018, 02:20:33 AM »
Been talking to Moth on Discord and you have my unanimous agreement.

Waking to someone shaking his shoulder was something Setsuna hadn't experienced ever since he'd left his home in Patch, so for a moment his mind registered the shaking as coming from his parents. Thankfully he instinctively quelled the urge to mumble "Coming Mum". At Anna's first 'really' his eyes were open, at the second 'really' he was sitting up, and by the time she finished speaking he'd already reached for his sword, having kept everything close.

Having had the silence broken by multiple people moving into action bar Calen, Setsuna had absolutely no idea what Anna felt was wrong, though the absence of the team's trickster was enough to alert the team's leader, assembling everything he needed to fight with an ease born of repetition. "Teddy, fill me in. What's Anna referring to and any idea where Calen is." he commanded.

AMA Section / Re: Why do you want to win the Vytal Festival?
« on: July 10, 2018, 06:54:30 AM »
Half a test of his own skill on one of the best stages of talent Remnant has to offer, half a desire to prove that there's a will behind the words he speaks, Setsuna simply wants to win. Not to claim the title of 41st Vytal Tournament Champion or to lord it over his fellow students, but to show the world that the next generation is in good hands. Though if he does fall in battle, he'll take it graciously and with no complaint whatsoever.

With the 1v1 format suiting Kei far more than team combat, it's a good chance to take on other people he hasn't faced before (though it's literally only 1 person). Winning isn't incredibly important in his eyes--it's simply a glorified spar with a student.

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: July 04, 2018, 10:15:33 AM »
She so nearly flinched away when Prism laid that hand on her arm, partially fearing that she would physically be forced out of her protective cradle like she'd done to Prism multiple times during her flashbacks. Instead, Jocelyn was slowly drawn out by her teammate's kind and comforting words, not brought to tears but lingering on the verge. "Y-yeah. Yeah, I'm not alone. I have my family, my friends, my" she mumbled.

Eventually, the slightly distraught girl felt secure enough to extract herself from her self-built cover. "...Sorry for making such a big deal out of this."

Even the voices shut up at that one. Before Setsuna could even start thinking of a reply, she'd already turned away and he couldn't find it within himself to muster up a response. He just turned and headed for the cradle of his sleeping bag in silence, letting Anna's words roll around in his head. Inwardly, he would have thanked her for the inspiration speech but he didn't know what to even say. His unwavering courtesy had, for once, failed him.

The voices only grew worse in his nightmares. Expanding past mere noises into giant looming shadows, they relentlessly pursued him as he fled from what he could not harm, through a dark, tight forest which seemed designed to trip him over at every step. Forced to hack away at vines and plants that entangled his arms and impeded his flight, it was only a matter of time before they caught him, lifted him up and choked the breath out of him while he kicked and flailed futilely, the light growing brighter--

Setsuna woke with a strangled gasp, his sleeping bag having ensnared him while he slept. The light from his nightmare was from the fire, crackling and flickering. No doubt Anna had tended to it while on her watch. Rising from his cocoon, none the better from his rest, he took over Anna's position and settled in for a few hours of listening to the voices torment him, one hand on his sword. He dreaded returning to that shadowy place where he was so vulnerable, yet return he did after allowing Teddy to take watch,

Beacon Academy / Re: Renovations [Team CASA] [Closed]
« on: July 02, 2018, 05:36:49 AM »
"I'm not an expert in general biology, but isn't that another bug or something?" Jocelyn queries, extracting a comically large duvet from a tiny box and eventually falling over onto her bed from the physical exertion. "Also...not to kick a dead horse but where's that lewd calendar so we can burn it at the earliest opportunity." She glares at Coco with the clear message of "do that again and no healing for you for the next foreseeable mission".

Beacon Academy / Re: A Warm Welcome [Closed]
« on: July 02, 2018, 05:31:14 AM »
Yu's face contorts strangely at Prism's words, though it is quickly replaced by a expression of neutrality. "I am afraid the Royale scholarship does not provide for my every need, although I could not in any conscience ask for more. As is, I have found living space elsewhere, and am looking for extra jobs to supplement my requirements." He looks around awkwardly, shoving his hands in his pockets. There's a clink of metal touching metal as he does.

"To answer your first question. Beacon has yet to confirm that I am even here, let alone assign members of a team. And...most of what I own is also stored where I live, so feel free to lead the way."

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