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Alright, this wasn't working.

Involuntarily taking the slash on the shoulder Kei was forced to step backward in retreat, returning his lance to the en garde position as he mentally pondered his next move. He needed to engage in a way that didn't force him to overextend, but rather entice his opponent to do do instead.

Once again stepping forward he executed a feint by faking a jab directly at one of Infrared's eyes before going directly for the chest. No turning to the side shenanigans this time, he fully intended on this hitting without opening himself up for a counterattack.

Combat Log:
  ● Feint into standard attack [6%]

Kei's Stats:
  ● Aura: [█████----] 66%
  ● Stamina: [█████████-] 95%

Everywhere Else / Re: Foreign Delicacies [Closed]
« on: August 04, 2018, 09:57:06 AM »
Sure enough, his mask was skewed. One small, delicate hand reached up to his face and readjusted its position until Yu was certain that it covered his Faunus features completely once more. "You have my gratitude, my lady." Now immaculate once more, he waited for the girl to return to her original seat until he realised she had no intention of doing so, whilst simultaneously noticing the new addition to his table in the form of a laminated menu. One glance at the list of foods on offer and Yu knew he'd be leaving hungry once more. Not that he wasn't used to doing so.

"I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage...might I have the pleasure of making your acquaintance?" Yu inquired, his small yet bright eyes exhibiting enough curiosity to cover for the rest of his visage. As he did so, he took stock of this new person. Large red sweater which was guaranteed to attract attention in this white wasteland of a country, dark sunglasses despite the fact that there was literally no sun...something about her put Yu's honed instincts on edge. Just to be sure, he turned on his Semblance, focusing the active area directly in front of him.

As a bullet ricocheted off the cover she was ducking behind, Jocelyn looked through the thermal scope once again to discern the current situation. Amane's Aura was lower than the rest of the team but in compliance with Prism's orders she held off on the healing.

What she saw through the scope did not nearly cover what was going on in the actual fight, however. There was a big-ass dragon all of a sudden, there were 3 Serins when she was sure she only saw one, and a broken ice wall with people barreling through it. What the bloody fuck is going on? With so many targets including two fake ones she didn't really know who to prioritise. Eventually she gave up and fired once at each member of the opposing team, though the rapid movement made her shots pretty hasty and less accurate than they could have been.

Combat Log:
  ● 1 sniper shot at each member of BSSM [6%]

Jocelyn's Stats:
  ● Aura: [█████████-] 92%
  ● Hyacinth: 0/7 rounds

Get away from him! Setsuna mentally screamed as he was now close enough to clearly see Calen's predicament. Still even if Smokey's semblance was no longer active - which he had no idea if it was or not - the arms wrapped around Calen's spindly legs would make the escape hard enough. The obvious course of action was to distract Smokey so Calen could shoot out of the water with his semblance - but how?

Focusing all his speed into his legs for kicking the knight sped upward with both hands now holding the enlarged sword. His trajectory would bring him up underneath Smokey at a slanted angle so as he passed he could take a hard swing from Smokey's hopefully blind spot with both hands.

Field Effect:
  ● Underwater [Reduced momentum from sword swings, -5% damage]

Combat Log:
  ● 2-handed swing w/ Buster Sword [6%]

Setsuna's Stats:
  ● Aura: [██████████] 100%
  ● Weapons in hand: Discord [Buster Sword]

Everywhere Else / Re: Foreign Delicacies [Closed]
« on: August 02, 2018, 07:06:52 AM »
If Mr. Royale had told him he'd be coming back to Atlas of his own will before, he'd have called him crazy. Now look at himself.

For someone who'd spent years in the wild evading Atlesian authority for a living, it was the strangest feeling to be wandering in amongst the same people without having to either run for his life or defend himself. Still, Yu was no stranger to the "hospitality" of the Atlesian community, so despite it being a multi-cultural event he still wore a surgical mask to cover his nose and whiskers, passing himself off as ill if questioned.

Even with his precautionary measures he was still far from inconspicuous; with his shabby and patched-up clothing he would have fit perfectly on the streets of some run-down alley, and no doubt attracted more than a few wary glances. Some were far from stealthy, but Yu chose to be oblivious to the more piercing glares.  After weaving in and out of the maze of tents that had been erected in the Amity Colosseum, the offensive atmosphere eventually got to him. Without much in the way of Lien to spend, he just decided to rest in one of the open seats near a food-selling booth. Maybe take a nap without being "escorted" off the premises for once.

Letting his momentum from the fleché carry him past the two sword slashes even as Infrared redirected his lance point, Kei deftly spun 270 degrees on his feet and brought his lance in a wide backhand swing, aiming to create a little space between the two fighters and to hit Infrared not with the point, but rather with the main body of the lance as a blunt weapon. Enough to avoid the shorter weapon's strikes. The move itself would never be seen dead in any fencing technique but he felt it was justified.

Combat Log:
  ● Backhand swing [5%]

Kei's Stats:
  ● Aura: [██████---] 72%
  ● Stamina: [█████████-] 95%
  ● Semblance: DEACTIVATED - 15 SECOND COOLDOWN (Forgot to edit this last post)

Clutching his only weapon left tight in his hand Setsuna swam straight downwards, mentally trying to calculate how long it had been since Smokey's semblance was active and how long they'd been underwater, but he couldn't put an exact number on the duration. All he could hope for was that Calen was conscious at the end of all this underwater scuffling.

In the meanwhile he was preparing for the worst case scenario, that being Calen eliminated from the fight due to low aura or for some other reason. If it came to that Setsuna could still definitely win, but he needed more than a single dagger to do so. That being said, he could see the outline of his weapons now lying on the bottom of the lakebed, but it would take longer to return to the surface with them.

With the pressure mounting he only had time to grab Harmony and Discord - thankfully the magnetic bits withstood the impact with the floor - before pushing off hard and ascending again, leaving the bit in his hand on the floor. You were too busy trying to kill my teammate to notice your own one drowning. Setsuna thought bitterly, returning his shield to his left shoulder and swimming upward. Still a ways to go - endure it!

Setsuna's Stats:
  ● Aura: [██████████] 100%
  ● Weapons in hand: Discord [Buster Sword]

RPG Discussion / Re: Weekly Writing Prompts
« on: July 31, 2018, 12:10:35 AM »
Canon: What is Love - Jocelyn Antiqua

Team CASA’s medic had spent the entire day submerged in thought. After the events that had transpired that morning on the rooftop, she’d been unable to tear her mind from replaying that one particular scene over and over. It was serious enough that her normally deft fingers kept fumbling and dropping the surgical needle she was practicing with that day to close wounds, so much so that her medical instructor simply sent her back to her dorm and clear her mind of whatever lingered within.

It hadn't been long since the day her teammate had helped her come to the realisation that she wasn't heterosexual - the news broken in the most blunt way she could imagine. All her life she'd lived without ever once realising who she truly was underneath her everyday facade - so natural to her that even she'd found it life-changing. It'd taken her a while to come to grips with who she was then, but with the help of her teammate she'd been able to take it well in stride. At least, that's what she thought.

Now, though, her fears were becoming less and less unfounded.

She'd become aware of new feelings and sensations since. Feelings which since hadn't died down over time, but rather built itself up stronger and  stronger, like a spark of life emerging from whence there once was nothing but a void. It had subsequently grown ever stronger by the day, transforming from a flickering, dim ember into a roaring inferno. Strangely enough, she hadn't found it unpleasant - it was just that she couldn't place where it was coming from or what it even was.

Throughout her life she'd had to deal a wide range of emotions. Fear early on in her life as she'd looked helplessly at those razor-sharp claws bearing down on her, then sorrow and regret as she realised people were hurt because of her. A repetitive enervation as she undertook rigorous training to ensure that she'd never ever put anyone in that same position again. A sense of loss as her career took her to battlefields small and large, orderly and chaotic, but all full of the horror called death. Equally, she'd had her share of joy as she passed her Beacon Entrance Exam. A unshakable determination and ardour as she threw herself into her studies. A sensation of achievement when she'd completed her team's initiation, exhilaration at their success.

None of that even came close to being what filled her heart.

The girl opened the door to their dorm, being greeted with a familiar view of her teammate's possessions, living spaces and the comforting scenery of Beacon's campus grounds beyond the wide-open windows. In contrast, all the girl's conflicted mind registered was the plain, delicate vase on the windowsill and the exquisite hyacinths resting within. Crossing the room with dainty, light steps, it was as if she was a bee drawn to the sweet nectar of the flower, or a person attracted, irresistibly, to their loved one -

Jocelyn was snapped out of her dream-like trance. Looking down at her hands, she'd cradled the vase to her bosom with all the tenderness of a new-born baby. The delightful smell of the flowers drifted upward, aided by the soft gust of wind - drawing memories from within Jocelyn's mind to the forefront of her conscience - their first intimate contact during their initiation - how addictive it felt to be cushioned while flying by her - the day when she was gifted with these flowers by that certain someone - the sun bathing her in a goddess-esque glow like a halo, illuminating her like a heavenly apparition -

The faintest of smiles floated to her soft lips, accompanied by a zephyr-like breeze caressing her cheek.

Every instinct Setsuna had screamed at him to press the attack as soon as he realised his wide swing connected. And so he did. Deftly detaching Equilibrium's parts to form another set of sword and shield he aimed two vertical slashes at Sandy's currently defenceless body, leaving his other weapons lying on the ground behind him.

Combat Log:
  ● Vertical Slashes[5% x 2]

Setsuna's Stats:
  ● Aura: [█████████-] 96%
  ● Weapons in hand: Equilibrium [Sword/Shield]

That kick hurt more than it had any right to. While Kei had suspicions that it wasn't just a kick, he didn't have the evidence nor the time to prove so. He was going in blind for this fight, something he disliked doing but circumstances had forced most of his hand. The good news was that Infrared seemed ready to forgo her ranged weapon and fight on even terms, something Kei had been waiting for this entire fight.

Not letting up on the pressure even with the kick Kei pushed resolutely forward, leading with his right foot in a fleché. The point was calculated to land to the left of Infrared's chest--attempts at parrying would only serve to redirect the attack at her shoulder instead, unless Infrared decided to retreat. In the latter's case she would find that the fleché gave his lance a longer reach than she could hope to outrun.

Combat Log:
  ● Fleché [7%]

Kei's Stats:
  ● Aura: [██████---] 72% [8% from rock kick]
  ● Stamina: [█████████-] 95%


The knight knew that his attack was guaranteed to break the ice underneath his feet. What he hadn't prepared for, something so obvious that he felt stupid for not recognising, was the sheer cold of the water. Already it was sapping at his energy, draining his limbs of sense slowly. His arm muscles tensed as the weapons in his hands threatened to drag him down. Even with his feet kicking aided by the speed of his Semblance, Setsuna was not making any upward progress. In fact, he was still sinking.

Straining to divine clarity from the depths, the air bubbles coming from much further below alerted him to Calen and Smokey's presence. Yet before he could make any movement to try and get his lanky teammate out of the freezing water, something else caught his eye. Clearly sinking much faster than the weight-laden knight it wouldn't be long before Billy hit the bottom of the water--which wasn't even visible from where Setsuna currently was. She wasn't even trying to stay afloat, instead having assumed the foetal position which only sped up her downward descent. Eyes stinging from the water, he looked back and forth between the fighting duo and the sinking girl in desperation. Prevent Calen from being snapped in half or prevent Billy from drowning.

Aura didn't protect people from drowning. He couldn't have it on his conscience.

Dropping both weapons in his hands and releasing Harmony from his left shoulder, Setsuna dove down in pursuit, lungs burning from the prolonged lack of oxygen. Even with his boosted speed it felt like an agonising eternity before he managed to reach Billy and even longer before he managed to drag both of them back up to the surface, gasping for air like he'd been winded. Without the leisure of time on his side, he could only spend a second to ensure she was breathing before staggering over to the only weapon he had left--the sword bit he'd left on the ice--and diving back in.

Setsuna's Stats:
  ● Aura: [██████████] 100%
  ● Weapons in hand: Sword Bit [Equilibrium]

WiP Characters / Re: Kin Sakana (ready for approval)
« on: July 29, 2018, 09:04:48 AM »
Create a new topic on the Character Creation board, and copy+paste the WIP profile there.

The young knight's brows furrowed as nearly every shot was evaded by the agile Sandy who promptly vanished behind the cliff, only to reemerge almost instantly at neck-breaking velocities. It reminded Setsuna of being bowled a ball which was heading straight for a meeting with his face. But thankfully, with this move, Sandy had put himself in arm's reach--or rather, sword's reach.

Dropping both weapons in his hands for now Setsuna reached for the larger sword on his right shoulder, sidestepping and taking an almighty swing with both hands, aiming to catch Sandy as he was about to land and hopefully knocking him back a good distance.

Combat Log:
  ● Two-handed swing with Equilibrium [13%]

Setsuna's Stats:
  ● Aura: [█████████-] 96%
  ● Weapons in hand: Equilibrium

Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« on: July 27, 2018, 07:23:08 PM »
At that, Jocelyn forced a small, strained smile.  "Progress, indeed." There's a small pause as the medic lets go of Prism's arm as reluctantly as she would let a lifeline go, but then hesitantly spreads her arms wide. "Prism, would you, uhh...could you give me a hug, please? I think I need one right now." Jocelyn stammered, a light blush creeping up her cheeks. "I think we both need some comfort right now."

The satisfaction of having routed his enemy was quickly replaced by horror as Setsuna witnessed Smokey bringing his partner down with him in what seemed like a completely suicidal move. Aura wouldn't save Calen from drowning, and Setsuna stopped his rush as he skidded to a halt next to Billy's prone body, completely ignoring the fact that she could initiate a counterattack and just staring helplessly at the sinking duo.

As much as he wanted to drop everything and dive in after Calen, there was still a threat next to him. His left hand dropped the sword bit as it rose to meet his right shoulder and grip the handle of Equilibrium, while his right hand moved his sword over to his left shield to create the complete form of Discord "Go and join your friend." was all he said before bringing both Discord and Equilibrium down hard on Billy's body.

The resulting force, whether it makes contact with Billy or not, is more than the ice under their feet can handle. It shatters under the impact of the two blades, sending Billy and Setsuna into the water as well.

Combat Log:
  ● Twin Buster Sword Blow [11% from Discord, 13% from Equilibrium]

Setsuna's Stats:
  ● Aura: [██████████] 100%
  ● Weapons in hand: Discord [Buster Sword], Equilibrium [2/3 Sword Bits]

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