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Beacon Academy / Re: A Lazy Day [OPEN]
« on: Today at 01:54:20 PM »
Reginald was not enjoying his day off.

For starters, it was hardly a day off for him - Silica had made him run laps around the school earlier, and he had earned himself a kick to the stomach for calling her a 'wench', an error he's made one too many times. But, at least now he could relax a little, as Silica had gone into town for lunch.

But now the shitweasel found himself facing a new challenge - fighting off boredom. But, just as he was considering the daunting thought of being productive or maybe making a friend, he noticed a familiar figure, laying in the courtyard. He scoffed, put in his most condescending expression and approached his team leader.

"Lazying around and doing nothing of value. As much as I would expect from the likes of you." Reggie said, spitefully as he stepped closer with crossed arms. "Is this really how you plan to become a huntsman?"

The Vale Region / Re: The Vytal Festival Ball [Open]
« on: May 22, 2017, 12:18:12 PM »
Razz was entirely too enthralled by the people on stage to be distracted by any conversation nearby. And, even if he was, he wouldn't be upset about it - friends should be allowed to chat and catch up on things, whatever they were!

Reginald crossed his arms, pouting. It had appeared that nothing had come of the little argument he had observed, at least not yet. At this point, however, his attention was turned towards an approaching familiar face. One he had... Mixed feelings about, but a respectable person nonetheless. He gave Shiroe a nod, glancing towards the stage for a bit and covering up an overplayed yawn with his hand. He even made a point to make sure that those nearby would hear the yawn. What a tool.

"Aw, shit. Alright, we'll need to get out of here. I bloody hope Kei and Chris are alright so we can..." As she spoke, her attention was taken by an approaching figure. While in the shadows, it didn't seem to be trying to hide, and Janna could see them well enough, as she was facing the direction Kyuubi had been launched in.

"Look out!" The shield maiden yelled out as she saw the figure throw something at them. She wasn't sure what it was, but she wasn't gonna let it hit. Lunging forward slightly, she slammed her shield at the object, intending to bat it back at the figure while raising her other hand to point Honor at who she assumed was a foe. She wouldn't fire unless the thing she batted back did something, however.

As Janna was hurrying to get the jump on the staff user, she was instead met by the sight of an explosion, two figures getting launched opposite directions. The shield maiden faced a dilemma for the shortest moment - whether to go after the attacker or check on Tristan. She only had to think for a fraction of a second.

"Are you alright!?" Janna called out, rushing to see if Tristan was, in fact, okay. She hoped that was the case not just because she was worried about the girl, but because she knew they had more to deal with, something she could tell just from the sounds coming from the door.

Just in case, Janna spun around, her shields ready to block incoming attacks. There was, after all, no guarantee the staff wielder was done for - or alone, for that matter.

Plot Zone / Re: The Super Switcheroo Sparring Matches!
« on: May 18, 2017, 01:25:00 PM »
I'll throw Reggie in to fuck with him and Razzy for goofs

Beacon Academy / Re: Smells of Sausage Again? [HTDG Re-initiation?]
« on: May 17, 2017, 10:48:49 AM »
"Psh. Guess the people in charge here have a thing for sausage. I... Can't say I relate much." Janna commented more to herself, snickering.

"I wonder if anyone will have a, y'know. Decent name for their team?"

Anza gave Rackley a thumbs up and a wink, before hurrying into the mine along with the others. She hadn't gotten the chance to collect her arrows from the dead grimm, but she was still quite fine - 25 regular arrows, one explosive arrow, and all of her ice and lightning arrows still remained. She was almost surprised by how quickly and with little usage of her weapon they had dispatched the group outside of the mine.

She took position slightly ahead of the two already inside, knocking her arrow and scanning the hall ahead for any trouble. "Is he gonna be alright?" She asked, not looking back, but still feeling a bit guilty.

Beacon Academy / Re: Rustled Feathers [4/4 FULL]
« on: May 16, 2017, 12:30:26 PM »
Silica had now finished all of her food, giving Calen a thumbs up. "Yea, that hit the spot real good. Thanks a bunch."

The woman then stretched out her arms. "Think I should probably check on sir dipshit and let his dad know what's up, though. Been nice chatting with some relatively normal people for once." She stood up, and gave a short wave as she headed out. "See y'all later."

And with that, the assistant to the Royale family had left the scene.

Beacon Academy / Re: Rustled Feathers [4/4 FULL]
« on: May 15, 2017, 11:47:27 AM »
While everyone else had spoken, Silica had been downing her food, so she was nearly done with her plate when she spoke up once more.

" I think it'd made sense to just expand the city of Vale out. Y'know, build out into the forest right next to the wall and such. You'll get more land bit by bit, and if anything happens you kind of have all your forces right in place to help. Hell, builders could just stay in the city." She said. "I get that you need outposts for trade and all that, but to risk so many lives just for profit... It ain't right. Gotta be better ways to get people supplies, too."

Beacon Academy / Re: Rustled Feathers [4/4 FULL]
« on: May 13, 2017, 09:17:31 AM »
"Vicious cycle with the grimm, isn't it? They get attracted by negative emotions, destroy the place, causing more negative emotions. " Silica comments, then chomps on another piece of fish.

"I do think the whole expansion thing is stupid. It seems like pointlessly risking peoples' lives."

The Vale Region / Re: The Vytal Festival Ball [Open]
« on: May 12, 2017, 12:15:20 PM »
Glancing at Isabelle briefly to make sure she wasn't expecting to continue the conversation with the interview starting, Razzy turned his full attention towards the stage.

'Man, Zabar's so cool!' Razzy thought as the Vacuan spoke to his opponent in his answer. He didn't hear the yell which had followed Nathan's response, having not found anything wrong with it. If anything, Razzy felt like this Nathan guy was being shy or something - of course he had to be excited!

Reginald hadn't wanted to come here. While, surely enough, the majority of the guests here were respectable, and their attire appropriate - with few glaring exceptions - young sir dickwaffle was far from a fan of the tournament. Matter of fact, he had made a point to not watch any of the fights. He considered them barbaric. Yes, that was the reason, and definitely not getting his ass kicked so hard not a soul would've considered him for one of the contestant slots.

The boy, dressed in royal purple costume with matching regalia wig. It appeared he had arrived just as the interview was starting, and he made his way through the crowd to find a seat. Yes, he didn't want to come here, but it was better than staying at Beacon. Not like he had any friends- That is, the wish to go out into the town, for example.

While he was only half-listening to the people on stage, what caught his attention was a girl in a somewhat risque outfit shouting at them. While certainly not indicative of class, it was interesting to see such a reaction nonetheless. He might just find some common ground with this girl, though she seemed to be quickly responded to by a boy who... Oh, lord, not this guy. Reginald took a nearby seat, ready to side with the girl for numerous reasons, but for now just willing to see how it plays out.

Beacon Academy / Re: Rustled Feathers [4/4 FULL]
« on: May 11, 2017, 09:22:48 AM »
"You're... From Mountain Glenn?" Silica asked, genuinely surprised by this. She briefly looked towards Calen again, though, shrugging. "Well, most of it really ain't worth telling. Lots of good people in the world, lots of assholes. The one exciting thing to really happen would've been during my stay in Mistral. 's where I met Reginald's father. Dude was awesome."

Beacon Academy / Re: Rustled Feathers [4/4 FULL]
« on: May 08, 2017, 10:00:52 AM »
"Well... it's hard to say. That bastard has weird standards for  who he respects. I've never seen him respect someone who just beat him. He doesn't actually respect me, and I come from a pretty well-off family myself. He sees me as an underling, even though I regularly kick his ass." She explained, then took another bite of salmon. She was quite a big fan of fish, actually.

She then turned to Calen, somewhat glad the topic of conversation had finally shifted from Reginald. "I'm originally from Atlas, yeah. Been all over, though. Every place has it's own charm."

Seeing her opponent on the retreat, Janna used her chance to pull out her scroll and hurriedly call for her locker. She won't have time to put her armor on, but if she can get her other sword and her shields, she'd be much better off. While the situation was quite serious, so far she didn't see their opponents as particularly threatening. Yet.

The locker came crashing in, and Janna threw the door open, her gear all there. She grabbed her vambraces and slapped them on her wrists before taking her shields and placing them on the latches, feeling the familiar weight on her wrists. She then took out Honor, flipping it into gun mode. Now she had two guns, the one in her left fully loaded.

And with that, the shield maiden charged to where she had last seen the staff wielder, her shields by he sides. She had lost sight of Tristan as she had taken her gear, and hoped she was alright.

Beacon Academy / Re: Rustled Feathers [4/4 FULL]
« on: May 07, 2017, 01:53:37 AM »
"I'm Silica." She said to Calen as she graciously accepted her food plate, before turning to the other two once more. She smirked a bit.

"Nah, I'm not a huntress. My dad didn't want me to have anything to do with fighting. I'm an assistant to the Royale family, the one that dickweed belongs to." She explained, stabbing her fork into a piece of fish. "Well, depends on what you mean by 'his attitude'. He's always a pompous prick, but the one thing he respects is power. Well, power and money. If he thinks you're 'his equal', or superior, he'll become a sleazy shit."

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