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Everywhere Else / Re: The Things We Do For Love [VCVS]
« on: December 15, 2017, 06:30:56 AM »
Samuel lent against the wall near the front door, just listening to the others for a while, then starting to try to blank them out as he put two fingers to circle on his forehead while shutting his eyes, mumbling quietly. With a couple of the comments back and forth, he seems to get more agitated, before just dumping his bags to the floor.

"Why the hell are we just... talking about things we could be doing and not describing what those entail, or, you know, doing them?"He questioned, a slight snarl reaching his tone at the end of the sentence as he strided over to the nearby pin-up board before wiping a chain harshly across it, knocking off all the current things on it in a clutter of pins and torn paper. Grabbing a pen and some of the now-ruined notices, he started talking while writing down.

"Look, first thing's first; there's an obvious bloody way to find out where Caja is; it's likely the exact same place they plan to take Juno. They're not going to just take the suit and go 'oh this seems fine', they'll take him along until they can confirm something." He stated sarcastically, before shaking his head and continuing. "Therefore, the most obvious way is by getting Juno on there. Of course, that plan by itself is shit." Samuel was almost starting to talk to himself at this point, scrabbling some particularly bad drawings onto a canvas of post-it notes and torn paper. "Getting us all along in the shittiest way is also simple; it's not exactly the hardest thing in the world to disguise yourself as a White Fang grunt, especially if you just take their scrolls or whatever they're using and find out what they were up to anyways. And Rory could be Juno's plus one to make sure he doesn't get stabbed. Well, that's the reasoning that you could use to bargain for it, though knowing your actions you'll end up getting stabbed somewhere before this is all over anyways."

Despite having referred to the entirety of the rest of his team, he continued to just talk to himself, blanking out the room as he changed to mumbling under his breath, drawing out what amounted to stick figure warfare. Or, well, MSPaint subterfuge in this case. "And that's just the stupid way of handling it, like there's just so many damn things to be doing to make a far better one- why the hell are we just waiting for a White Fang stripper to pop out the metaphorical birthday cake and reveal their plans?" He stated, taking a break from his writing to look around at the rest of them, breathing heavily from the constant talking. He didn't seem done with the whole plans thing if half the board still uncovered was anything to note for, however.

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Everywhere Else / Re: The Things We Do For Love [VCVS]
« on: November 26, 2017, 04:48:56 PM »
Samuel's bike came to a halt outside of Juno's flat, a familiar dull glow coming from the ever-covered eye as he glanced around the destruction, taking it in slowly. Turning the bike's engine off, he strapped the two blades of Prismatic Performance to his sides, the backpack and an oddly sticking out box-shaped object on his back as he shifted off the seat and just stood there for a second, taking it in. The chains normally wrapped around his wrists were trailing behind him instead, slowly swaying from side to side almost unconsciously as he slowly took a step, paused again, then made his way up to the already open front door.

Pushing it wide again to let himself in, he didn't walk any further into the room, leaning against the door frame with his free shoulder. "Sorry I'm late. Had to pick up some stuff." He stated simply, his tone of voice somewhat hard to read but his expression neutral as he looked around the inside of the tattered room. "So when are we going?" It didn't even seem to have occurred to him to wait about at all, or what they were going to do, considering he was dressed in his combat uniform and his weapon was with him, along with whatever else was on his back.

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The Vale Region / Re: The Lonely Road [Shard INC] [Closed]
« on: November 20, 2017, 11:19:07 PM »
There was a firm crunch as Brook's fist jammed straight through one bit the armour didn't cover; it's neck. It wouldn't have been able to move its head, otherwise, and these were still just beowolves. The beast let out a light whining sound, choking out before going limp, dissipating. The other alpha was knocked back harshly by Juno, being hit further by the twin blades, and fell into a heap for a second before shakily getting to its feet. It stared hatefully at the duo for a moment, before noticing the approaching Reyva and Michael along with the loss of its co-alpha, letting out a pained-sounding howl to the pack before attempting to half-limp half-run out of the clearing.

The rest of the beowolves stood stock still for a second, a few quickly being cut down by the hunters or shot by some of the soldiers, before following quickly after the alpha, exiting the clearing in a flurry of action before leaving it stock-still, the last gunshots ringing before falling silent again.

"...well, that was a bit of a fucking mess." Willow eloquently commented.

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Everywhere Else / Re: The Things We Do For Love [VCVS]
« on: November 20, 2017, 09:29:17 PM »
Yawning lightly, Samuel then winced as the action brought the welding tool out of place, scoring an unsteady line against the small device in front of him. Damn. He'd have to redo the casing for that component, then. Taking the tiredness as a sign, he put the welder down and then flipped up his mask, flopping down to the metal chair beneath him. He'd taken the opportunity today to get some time to himself, head down to the small armoury there and tinker around for a bit. Admittedly, it was far less high-tech than that of Beacon's own, where he usually roamed, but- well, it was a hell of a lot more quiet, for one thing. The other thing was a better excuse for not being at team meetings or the like; 'I'm busy down at work' generally worked better than 'I'm messing about with volatile equipment'. Speaking of...

Turning the spike-shaped object over, he gently moved it over to the redo-pile; or, well, more of a re-do set. The other six he'd messed about with turned out alright, he mused, as the faunus looked over at the pointed chain-links, thinking for a second before taking out a carrier case and putting them into the safety foam he used to store the more dangerous tests he used. Zipping the backpack-made-explo- he meant perfectly safe experimental carrier-bag- he took the mask off his face, briefly letting his fox ears stretch out and feel the air for a few moments before flattening them back against his hair.

Grabbing his jacket off a hook and returning the apron to it, Samuel blinked as a high-pitched ding rang for a second, before looking down at said hoodie pocket and taking out his scroll. Setting the tone of the scroll's pings to above normal human hearing hurt his ears a little, but he was trying to get used to it; could be useful in combat applications. Maybe. He wasn't just being sneaky about checking game updates in class or anything, that'd just be rude. Opening up the message, Samuel hummed lightly as it loaded, waiting for one of the usual vaguely snarky messages about him being late or something, as he lent against the wall next to the window of the little room.

There was a vaguely awkward, blank silence as the video played, putting his headphones in after the first few lines to stop it playing out loud, then the usual click as the video ended. The silence dragged on a few moments, only a slight but growing ringing noise starting to break it before a series of small cracks hit the window, the noise breaking Samuel out of his staring at the black screen of the scroll before taking a deep breath, the ringing noise stopping as he got his semblence under control.

The man typed out a simply reply of 'On my way' before pocketing the scroll. Reaching into his jacket again, he brought out some cash, putting it on the counter as he walked out. "Kid, told you you don't need to pay me for that anymore, you work f-" The storekeeper started, but the hunter-in-training just walked out, leaving the repair money and grabbing his motorcycle helmet off his parked vehicle, turning the key before starting off towards Juno's flat.

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Beacon Academy / Re: Active [VCVS]
« on: October 02, 2017, 10:33:19 AM »
Samuel felt the chains opening up, narrowing his eyes slightly as his teammate-to-be moved quickly backwards. Feeling the chains pushed slightly to the side, he started to make a move, but the sudden blink in front of him caught him slightly off guard and the kick hit, making him stumble back slightly.

The followup slash was blocked by one of his own blade that he moved up with the backwards momentum, holding the other up against the flurry of blows, his hands now moving to more firmly grasp the handles of the weapons themselves, while the chains used the shaping granted to start circling around behind her in an arcing motion as a solid bundle.

'She's vaguely similar to Caja's old style, if a little more direct sometimes. Might be best to test the limits of her semblence before I show too many of my own cards, see if I can get a pattern here.' He mused, pushing the flat of the sword forwards towards her to try and shove her into the oncoming chains.

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Beacon Academy / Re: Active [VCVS]
« on: September 12, 2017, 03:44:26 PM »
The faunus shrugged at her question, keeping the swords spinning up as she looked around in confusion. More time to prepare for him. Her face went through several puzzled expressions, and he just levelled a lazy look over, waiting for them to make a move.

Seeing the teammate-to-be practically blur forward - 'fast' - he aimed the swinging swords towards each of the oncoming blows, a shriek sounding out from the energy around them as they approached to answer each of her blows with the shockwaves ready to release in each on impact. The chains connected to his back quickly slided forwards and around her to try and block off her exit. Samuel himself hadn't moved his body, still staring at her with the vaguely eerie glow as he watched her reaction.

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Beacon Academy / Re: Active [VCVS]
« on: August 25, 2017, 09:12:44 PM »
Samuel didn't make any real movements towards starting the fight, just continuing the odd swaying from side-to-side, the chains unwrapping from his arms and rising behind him as he did so to the beat of the music in his ears. A low pitched whining sound started as he started spinning each sword on the end of the connecting chain, a faint shimmer starting the cover the edge of the blades as he built up his semblence around them. He was perfectly happy to wait here for her to make the first move; gave him time to charge up, and he was always more of a reactive fighter anyways. Liked to get some more information firsthand before really going at it.

"Eh. Happy to stand about a bit, y'know? Weather's good, all that stuff." The faunus stated in a somewhat bland tone of voice, a faint blue glow behind his covered eye once again as he waited for her to act.

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The Vale Region / Re: The Lonely Road [Shard INC] [Closed]
« on: August 17, 2017, 06:17:47 PM »
The sudden movement left the two beowolves trying to move away from the flurry of motion, trying to cover one another. As the staff strike came in from one side, the beast ducked down, attempting to move out the way, but still taking a glancing blow that raked into the tough bone, getting somewhat jammed into it. However, it doesn't manage to dodge the following slam from the giant glowing hand, being pushed into the ground with a yowl. Its partner growls, trying to take advantage of the two temporarily motionless hunters, leaping over the other alpha and trying to bite down onto Juno's shoulder, then barrel into Brook.

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The constant flames keep the beowolves away from Michael, forming a natural barrier against them. If natural counted as shredded and ignited fire dust lining the ground like napalm, burning any of them that tried to push their luck away. Reyva's more aggressive movements quickly dispatch the nearby Grimm, but they keep trying to move together and back, trying to block their passage to the Alphas, growling and waiting till the hunters moved before making any response.

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Beacon Academy / Re: Active [VCVS]
« on: August 17, 2017, 10:32:18 AM »
He practically glared at Juno at his amused statement, but gave a small nod. "Yes. Even the special stuff. Caja took it all. That costs a month's worth of fees from helping out at the Dust store." Unlike Juno, he did not look amused at all. He glanced over at the talkative AI, but copied Juno and blanked it out, waiting for the others to get there.

Samuel similarly ignored the others as they entered, mumbling quietly to himself as he fidgeted with something on his scroll. He twitched slightly at Juno's first sentence, lowering said device to look over at their team leader. He shrugged at the comment pointed at him, going back to the scroll, then having to put it down with a noise of exasperation as he was called up.

Pushing himself to his feet, Ashen Howl still attached as a bump on his back over the back-ripped hoodie, he stumbled slightly as he walked down the stairs, moving over to the arena with a lazy gait. He picked up Staccato and Encore as he went, the chain-linked blades giving a light ringing noise as he span them round, holding them by the chain just below the handle, waiting for Cerise to follow over. He may as well let off some steam. Staring at Juno for a moment, remembering the comment he made, the faunus gritted sharp teeth together, before releasing a breath. He wanted to see something more serious? Fine.

He started swaying from side to side gently, briefly moving to flick on the music again. He could do serious. Didn't like doing serious, didn't think it was exactly what Juno wanted, but focusing just hard enough to overlay the image of Caja onto Cerise?

Well. He could manage it, this time.

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The Vale Region / Re: The Lonely Road [Shard INC] [Closed]
« on: July 17, 2017, 05:37:53 PM »
The immediate foes around Revya were shot down, and the others chose wisely to back off further, retreating towards the pack leaders in a group, trying to cut off the two from getting to their allies. A few stray wolves tried to move in closer, taking their chances against the two hunters despite how many of their kind they had just taken down in an effort to hold them off.

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The rather loud booming sound coupled with the previous fire left the two smarter Grimm aware of where the two had quickly gone two; and neither were they quite stupid enough to take the immediate attacks to the face. Breaking apart from each other a small distance, avoiding the powerful but straight-lined attack of Juno that left a crater where it hit, they both moved back in an effort to avoid the rubble. Brook had slightly more luck: the greater range of her weapon clipped one of the two, leaving a large cut across the beast's hide. Yowling in annoyance and pain, they moved back together, now slightly more distinguishable by the ghastly red mark on the side of one. They seemed to be reassessing their opponents carefully.

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Beacon Academy / Re: Active [VCVS]
« on: July 05, 2017, 03:15:47 PM »
Not responding to Verdant, Samuel quickly descended the stairs towards the training room; he was taking the more traditional path back this time. It helped that the corridors were fairly bare at this time of day, and most of the other students stayed out of his general path. Keeping his breaths steady despite the quiet static noise still coming from his aura, he pushed open the door to the training room, not looking right at their team leader as he took a seat.

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Beacon Academy / Re: Active [VCVS]
« on: June 18, 2017, 10:31:15 AM »
Grumbling as he lent down, Samuel rummaged around for a moment before something clicked quietly underneath. Pulling open the hidden compartment he'd installed, the draw came out, and the precious, precious coffee was reveal-

Blinking, the faunus' ears tilted in confusion as all that was in the draw was a piece of paper. Was it the wrong one? The one to the left had his blueprints and small devices, the one to the right had his high-volatility dust supplies that Juno would probably kill him for if his leader knew he had, and this one had his precious in it. Imported coffee he gets once a year. Super-strong and slightly sweet. The best stuff. Maybe he'd-

Turning the slip of paper over, he froze.

'ty for the coffee. dunno why u left it under here, tasted weird but was chill. left u a tenner for it.'
- Caja

Samuel stayed completely still for a few seconds more, before his arm twitched hard enough that the drawer smacked into the bed with a fairly loud thump. Slowly placing it to the ground, a faint sound of static filled the room. Samuel slowly got to his feet, expression blank, and walked towards the door, ignoring the two other teammates having small conversation.

The door was promptly blown off its hinges with a burst of noise as he continued walking down the corridor, back towards the training room.

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The Vale Region / Re: The Lonely Road [Shard INC] [Closed]
« on: May 26, 2017, 02:34:42 PM »
"They'll be alright. Been 'n worse situations than this'n." The gruff voice replied, listening to the radio chatter as he let the people who were hired for this do their jobs. Better to save the ammo if they needed it rather than fire a few meaningless shots now. Watching as the nearby beowolves backed off from the flames or were burnt away, he barked through Brook's command to the rest of the men into the comms, before firing another quick volley of shots to cover the woman as she made her way towards the larger Grimm. "Ain't paid enough for this shit..."

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The shield blocking a few snapping jaws as some of the less experienced Grimm tried to take advantage of Reyva's downed state, the following blast of ice dust from the tall hunter froze the unlucky monsters up close and forced the others to back off as more were shot down by the icicles and rocks launched by the kinetic attack. A few more tried to break the line, but kept being pushed back by the combined defense, and eventually they backed off to the edges of the confrontation.

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Growling and flinching as a volley of bullets hit its armoured back, the two alphas quickly stopped their fighting, jumping to the side and glaring at the origin of the shots. They had a covering of bones going down each of their legs, ending in elongated claws, and a number of spikes mirrored on each side of their spines, though some of the bullets had inflicted light wounds to the side of one where the spikes hadn't covered. Showing more cooperation than most of the other beowolves' mindless leaping, the two rejoined, prowling next to each other in a way that it was almost hard to tell which inky black body part belonged to which.

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Beacon Academy / Re: Active [VCVS]
« on: May 19, 2017, 08:37:12 PM »
Walking towards the kitchen, Samuel heard faint voices approaching the room's entrance before keys were pushed into the lock. Wincing slightly - he didn't particularly want to deal with anyone right now - he instead went straight into the kitchen. Opening a cabinet with a chain, he fiddled around within as the two others entered the room, mumbling a vague greeting as he searched for his satchels he used in the coffee maker. Finding the packaging, he pulled it out, and took a glance inside. One milk packet and no coffee to go with it. Sighing, he put it back in, reaching down into a drawer to take out some coffee powder and make it himself. Not quite as nice, but better than noth-

Aaand empty again.

"For fuck's sake..." The faunus murmured quietly to himself, pushing the drawer closed with a little more force than necessary and quickly passing Verdant who had come in to grab the ingredients without a passing glance. He had some quality beans that he was saving, but they were kinda pricy. He needed some of the damn stuff, though. Passing by the front door, he gave an absent-minded wave to the newbie as he headed towards his bed.

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Beacon Academy / Re: Active [VCVS]
« on: May 09, 2017, 09:26:15 PM »
Musing whether he wanted to bother actually walking all the way over to the dorm and possibly bumping into one of his teammates or other - well, not quite friends, but acquaintances at least - and get stuck in the seemingly required conversations and greetings, or having to bother doing some exercise, Samuel slowly pushed open one of the windows to the hall. A quick look out got him wincing at the brightness of the morning sun. How did people manage getting up at this time regularly? Masochists.

Deciding that the thought of people who actually liked getting up at this time put him too off social interaction, he twisted his head, looking for the familiar- ah, there we go. The rest of his team - well, baring Cerise, she hadn't even been in the dorm as far as he knew, had made a bit of a fuss over him just casually grabbing a metal rod and hammering it through the wall, but damn it it made for an awesome elevator, aaand it meant he didn't have to bother talking to a single person if he wanted to wander off somewhere. They can go take their safety precautions, their 'what the fuck are you doing's and their actually decent social interaction skills and shove it up their collective-

Thoughts for another time, perhaps, when he wasn't quite so frustrated by a lack of coffee.

Rungs unwinding from his arm, a chain snapped out, and with a noticeable thunk wrapped around the completely safe and not at all unstable method of transportation, before he yanked himself upwards with a jerk. Good thing that aura existed, otherwise he'd have probably broken his spine by doing that or something. Making it up to the windowsill, he pulled it open, sliding into the still empty dorm. Verdant and the newbie seemed to be taking a while.

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