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The Vale Region / Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« on: October 16, 2017, 12:52:17 PM »
The guard, still sobbing, accepted Mae's help without question. He was shivering, but the bleeding had stopped. Assuming Mae kept her bolts clean, the man was going to be fine - the bolts hadn't struck any bones or  arteries, luckily enough.

"Not only that, Rory. Whitaker was expecting those two guards back there to fail. Every man in this building is completely expendable for him - something he could not afford with just my funding." Royale spoke, then peeked out alongside the students, gun raised. The flashbang had successfully disoriented the four guards, the one carrying the rifle fumbling his reload and nearly dropping his gun. Mythos' shots met each of her targets, two of them - both revolver-wielders - lacked proper aura training, both collapsing as they were shot in the leg. The other two had some aura, however - the one fumbling with the rifle tanked the shot, while the other revolver user had his aura broken.

Royale didn't wait a second. He jumped forward, landing a kick to the rifleman's chin, pressing his gun against the other man's forehead. The hall on either side was clear for now, it seemed. "Kids, get these other gentlemen a seat in the office," he ordered, glancing at the three currently standing at the door, his sight lingering on Aoife for a moment. He looked back down at the guard he was aiming at, the poor guy quivering in his boots. Marvin extended his hand and made a 'give me' motion, and the guard complied without question, handing his revolver to the businessman. Marvin tosses the weapon aside and pulled the guard up. "I'm afraid we're going to need your help. I'll make sure you're well compensated." Royale told the man nonchalantly, removing his gun from the man's forehead.

Are traps homosexual?

The Vale Region / Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« on: October 04, 2017, 07:23:26 AM »
The guards' first two shots struck Rory's shield, doing no harm, though the noise the guns made was ear-splitting. The gurads themselves must have been used to it, as they didn't finch, and neither did Marvin.

Aoife's shot to the guard's chest was met with a grunt and a stumble back, his gun now pointing towards her. Her other shot, however, took him down - one could viisibly see his dark blue aura break around him. He was still standing, but the bolts striking his legs made him scream and drop his gun. The following revolver shot put him down for good, leaving a spattering of blood on the wall behind him as he slumped against it, completely limp. The second guard was struck by the revolver shot first, causing him to collapse, while the following bolts embedded in his legs, the poor man yelping in pain.

"If I'm being honest, I wasn't expecting you kids to be so... well, cold-blooded. My mistake there," the man said, calmly. He sat up, crouching down next to the still-living guard. "Where did Whitaker blink to? No reason for this to turn any more bloody than it already is."

The man gritted his teeth, his eyes darting between the students behind Royale. He swallowed a glov of saliva in the back of his throat. "H-he probably went down to the basement level. That's where the casino is. P-plese, I have a-"

"Thank you. Feel free to call the authorities if you so desire." Marvin told the man as he stood up, facing the students once more. "We'll be heading down now. We'll likely have to fight our way through the building, and we'll need to take the stairs. Please, keep lethal force to a minimum," he spoke, digging through his jacket to produce a massive maroon-tinted handgun chambered with .50 rounds. "If you see Whitaker, feel free to move quicker. His semblance should take several minutes to recharge, and is unreliable unless he has made proper preparations as he had just now. Try and stick close, however." 

As he talked, Marvin took a spot in front of the door, giving the students time to figure out where they themselves wished to stand, suggesting they take cover and signalling to them that he'll open it on the count of 3. 2. 1.

He swung the door open, stepping to the side as a barrage of bullets came flying in, four more guards on the other side. Three of them had revolvers, while one was carrying a generic assault rifle. Said assault rifle guard was the one going hog-wild and spraying through the entrance, though he soon found himself needing to reload.

The Vale Region / Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« on: September 17, 2017, 11:16:16 AM »
"What is this, Marvin?" Whitaker finally asked after a good minute of silence. The guards' eyes kept darting between the students, but Whitaker himself continued to stare down Royale.

"What, not even a hello?"

"Hello. What the fuck is this, Marvin?" Whitaker asked again, gesturing towards the kids standing next to Royale.

"Why, I did say I was bringing along some kids that wanted to learn a bit more about business, didn't I?"

"Business students rarely open-carry weapons like that." Whitaker was getting irritated by now, tapping his foot nervously.

"Oh, my, did I forget to mention they were Beacon students?" Marvin asked, tapping his chin with a finger. "I suppose I did. Though,  the fact that you were awaiting just some kids and a retired huntsman with this much firepower... you're either overestimating business students, or severely underestimating me. But let's set that aside for now" Marvin said, and as he did, he started moving towards the chair on the opposite side of Whitaker. "And let's instead talk about why I'm here, Sheldon. You see, something about your recent income reports just doesn't add up. You spend more than your budget allows it, but bring in suspiciously high revenues. Not only that, but it's a bit hard to trace where those revenues come from."

Marvin took a seat in the chair, gesturing for his bodyguards to come closer if they hadn't already. "So, I'll let you answer me yourself. What sort of busienss do you really run here, Sheldon?"

There was another awkward pause. While Marvin had talked, Whitaker had continued to stare at him intently. He then leaned back in his seat, the fake smile you had seen in all those photos creeping right back up on his face. "A business you have no part in, Royale. Consider our ties cut."

The man then snapped his fingers, leaving no trace behind himself other than a slight spin to his chair, while the two men who had been standing behind him pulled out their revolvers, raising them towards Royale. Marvin didn't as much as flinch. He trusted his bodyguards on this.

Tossing in Anza in hopes of having her to something, maybe

The Vale Region / Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« on: August 31, 2017, 12:11:22 PM »
"I told Whitaker I'd be taking a group of students along, yes. The guards won't bother you, and if they do, I'll deal with them." Sir Royale responded as he got up from his seat, nodding at Mythos' words. He then looked at Mae, smirking. "I suppose so. But this should be easy enough for you all."

With that, the man lead the way out from the ship, down the ramp. The group is met at the front entrance by two guards, though these ones aren't wearing any armor. They are, however, carrying guns - revolvers, appearing to be similar to the one you might have seen Silica carrying around. The men step aside and let you in with no questions asked, however.

You're lead through the foyer to an elevator, once again, looked over by a pair of guards. Throughout this, Marvin remains unworried, exchanging pleasantries with the men. After a short, likely slightly awkward elevator ride, you make it to the top floor. You walk down the hall, take the last door right, and finally find yourself in the office of Sheldon Whitaker. The man himself sits behind his desk, yet another pair of guards by his side. But, rather than starting with a greeting, there is a moment of silence. Whitaker's usual fake smile isn't there, while Marvin seems quite pleased.

For a moment, they do nothing.

Beacon Academy / Re: A Lunch Side Chat [HTDG]
« on: August 31, 2017, 11:51:28 AM »
"Huntsmen have to deal with people, too. There are criminals out there that regular police can't deal with on their own." Janna said between bites. "It might not be pleasant, but it is something we all need to prepare for either way."

Approved Characters / Re: Anza Burgundy
« on: August 27, 2017, 01:05:18 PM »
Added theme, no other changes!

Plot Zone / Re: Malina's Magnificent Mission! [Open]
« on: August 24, 2017, 01:59:21 AM »
Throwing Reginald at this, actually. Hopefully he gets kicked in the Reggie's again.

The Vale Region / Re: Take What You Can - Give Nothing Back! [CLOSED]
« on: August 21, 2017, 06:36:39 AM »
"I couldn't risk fighting him with you in the room. We would've been at a disadvantage either way." Janna responded, leading the girl towards the nearest stairs. "We need to get out and get to the authorities. I doubt that those responsible for this will stick around much longer." said the shield maiden, heading towards the staircase leading down. Right now, her priority was getting the girl with broken aura away from danger. Any other part of her job could wait.

The Vale Region / Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« on: August 11, 2017, 09:57:01 AM »
It was clear to Marvin that Aoife wasn't satisfied with his answer, but that wasn't important right now. He did, however, note that she wouldn't be easy to trick into buying any bullshit, something he would keep in mind if he were to work with her again. The man then turned to Rory. Rory was... harder to read. There was little he could gather from the data collected by Silica, and in person he seemed unassuming, calm and inquisitive, for sure - traits Marvin had encountered in huntsmen much less often than he had encountered those who just appeared that way. He would have to observe the kid today to figure out what he was like.

"My guards here will keep an eye on the ship, so you'll be following me inside. Try and not draw too much attention to yourselves, but act as any bodyguard would. Keep an eye out for anything suspicious. As you've already been briefed, I'll be meeting with Sheldon Whitaker,  the head of one of our family's child companies. If the meeting goes smoothly, you'll be able to learn something about how business works in this town, and we'll be done here in little time." Yes, Silica had indeed told you about this man. He was nothing special, just an investor who had approached Royale a year or so ago seeking funding. In all images of him available to the public, the white-haired businessman was always smiling, though often it seemed a bit forced.

The trip really was not long - as a matter of fact, the ship was already beginning to descend. The guards stood up now, taking their weapons in their hands as they positioned themselves by the door. If the kids were to look outside now, they would see the office building in front of the ship - it was no massive skyscraper, that was sure, but it still seemed well kept and prestigious in its own regard, the words 'Whitaker Industries' on a big sign above the front entrance.

Beacon Academy / Re: A Lunch Side Chat [HTDG]
« on: August 10, 2017, 04:33:07 AM »
Janna greeted Brock with a short wave, a slice of bacon in her mouth. She nodded at Hagane's assessment. "Right. We got lucky. If we face those guys again, I'm afraid that we'd lose with the way we fight now." She then took a bite out of her toast.

"But, hey, we won this time. That's pretty damn good, I would say. I don't think that fox guy will even be able to walk after that hit you got on him, Brock." She smirked slightly, downing some OJ along with her meal. The team's strength so far seemed to lie in their composition. If they worked together better, they could be unstoppable - with herself blocking damage with her shields, Brock and Hagane at the front lines doing damage, and Diana supporting the guys from behind, they could likely beat most other first year teams at Beacon. Still, a flanking enemy could destroy them as they were now. While she didn't really want to think about this stuff as she ate, she couldn't really help it. They had to get better - it's what they were here for.

Beacon Academy / Re: A Lunch Side Chat [HTDG]
« on: August 08, 2017, 07:44:15 AM »
Janna comes in a bit late, as she has had to take off her armor. She was tired after that match, for sure, but it was also a valuable learning experience for the entire team. All of them needed to learn to work better as a team and watch each others' backs more. She felt most upset that she couldn't keep Diana from getting hit, something that should've been her entire job on the field, essentially. Still, she was pleased with her teammates' skills out there. She firmly believed that their opponents just happened to be better organized than them.

And so, she made her way into the cafeteria, dressed in a pair of denim shorts, cropped tank top and sandals, stretching her arms out above her head, glad to be out of her armor. Even if she was used to it, letting her skin breathe was much preferred.

Unlike her teammates, Janna decided to get a hefty meal - the girl had to keep up her strength! Lots of bacon, several slices of toast, a salad and slice of pie. She had plans to go to the gym later today, so she didn't feel guilty about all the fatty foods. The shield maiden spotted her teammates, waving to them as she headed over with her tray.

"Yo, Diana, Hagane," she greeted her comrades as she took her seat, "sorry about not taking that Nyx chick out sooner, Dee. Is your ankle alright?"

AMA Section / Re: Huntsmen and huntresses, what's your landing strategy?
« on: August 07, 2017, 06:53:03 AM »
"Hm... I guess it really depends on the situation! Usually I try and use Rozhe Orchideya to swing from branch to branch, if I'm landing in a forest, or try and grab a ledge if it's in a town or something. It's not really much! I've seen way cooler landing strategies!"

"My landings tend to be more like crashes. The D's and my armor tend to keep me from sustaining any major damage, though I tend to leave a hole behind."

"Oh, it's simple. I activate my semblance. As unpredictable as it may be, it does slow my fall down. And, if some fool decides to meet me below, they'll undoubtedly be knocked back!"

"I shout down from the top of my lungs, no need for chute's, dust or no guns, slow down my momentum, and if someone's below, I fuckin' wreck 'em."

"I ain't exactly great at those, to be honest with ya. I try to land on the highest thing I can find, though there ain't nothin', I'm in quite a damn pickle."

1v1 Matches / Re: [Event] 1st Year Grand Finale: Nathan V Zabar [Open]
« on: August 04, 2017, 01:57:30 PM »
Razzy was there. Oh, was Razzy there.

Seated as close to the front rows as he could, the boy had his foam finger and prop flag ready, but that was not all. This was the finale, and Vulco wasn't the only one bringing out the big guns. The pink fighter had purchased a Zabar hat, shirt, jacket and incredibly obnoxious vuvuzela. At the same time, however, he wanted to support his fellow student and guy representing Beacon as a whole - so he had convinced a group of friends who would occasionally swap between holding up signs that read 'GO ZABAR' and 'VICTORY FOR VACUO', and signs that read 'BEAT HIM FOR BEACON' and 'BREAK A LEG, NATHAN'. Razzy didn't ask for them to make that last sign, but they sure did.

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