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« Last post by arcus_gray on Today at 01:42:33 AM »
Fallow simply rolled his eyes as reports came in of Ashlee getting herself stuck into a fight. He knew he was still a ways off but begun flipping through the pages of his book as he ran. "Ashlee. Get clear if you can. If not hit the dirt when I call out. I have a plan."
The Vale Region / Re: Illumination and Concealment [Open, Limited 3/5]
« Last post by Frankenstein Joe on November 21, 2019, 03:23:13 PM »
"His jailer, or teammate. Whichever one works on the day really." Being kind enough to her teammate to actually refrain from bringing her elbows up and having Gram learn how to defend himself from suicide, Aoife would just focus on Lucas, not seeing Gram as some kind of threat or anything to be on edge by. "His semblance is he farts really badly. Like. Clears a room grade bad. Pretty sure the bunk next to him has to wear a gas mask to sleep in case he lets one rip in the night and straight up kills them." Shrugging gently, she'd then look down at Gram for half a second to go "The fact that you are never seen around with other people is why I know you're single. That, and you just admitting it."
Beacon Academy / Re: Arts and Sciences [CLOSED]
« Last post by ReaperJoe on November 21, 2019, 01:58:51 AM »
Clara wasn't really sure what to say to Azure as she started confessing the true nature of her issue.  She can tell the faunus is especially troubled by it though, as evidenced by Azure's very telling body language, and Clara felt the need to help.  "Don't worry about it!" Clara began cheerfully, [color=#cyan]"I'm not really sure what coffee has to do with it, but if it's hard to focus right now, just let me do it!"[/color]  Because that's totally how this problem works, right?

"Seriously, sometimes I focus too much on one thing that it's actually bad for me.  Happens a lot, to be honest:  there was this one time I was tinkering with my brother's weapon and trying to figure out how it works, and I was so busy tinkering with it that he came back from his two-day trip and walked in on me with all of his dust spread out around the room.  Just for reference I started when he left the morning before he left and didn't stop till he came back and kicked me out ," she says, trying to reassure Azure.  She then realizes that telling someone that she goes days without eating might raise a few alarm bells, and hurriedly adds, "That was years ago though, these days I just forget about lunch every once in a while!"  That should reassure her.

As Clara calls Azure's scroll, she listens for any sign of a ringtone, but hears none.  She briefly wonders why Azure wouldn't have her ringer on full blast, and then it dawns on her that many students aren't like her and enjoy socializing even during class.  A scroll going off from a text message during a lecture probably wouldn't end to well.  And judging from Azure's looks and demeanor...yeah, she's almost definitely the type that likes to socialize.  Finding her scroll might be a lot harder than Clara initially thought.

However, Azure seemed to have heard something.  As she crouches by a nearby door and tells Clara to call again, she does so and listens intently for any sign of a scroll ringtone.  After a few seconds, though, Clara says, "Um, I don't hear anything..."
« Last post by DEXES on November 20, 2019, 11:22:27 AM »
Arcano made up most of the distance he had fallen behind. Well, he had just caught up to the lamp and was now heading straight for Lucas and Ashlee. He could hear the distant sounds of battle that came from his scroll. It was a blessing that he was brought back into the ball and this time, he stayed in it, albeit muted. Ashlee did not seem to have too much trouble with the Beowolves, as she apparently took down the first few without much effort. Nevertheless, Arcano speeds up a bit more and soon found himself in the open field.

He didn't jump directly into the open and initially waited in the hiding shadows of the treetops and examined his surroundings. After a few moments of waiting, he pulled the threads of his one spool nack in order to allow himself a bit more movement, in case he had to step into the fight. If Fellow hadn't spotted it by now, he probably wouldn't do so if he waited a bit longer. For now, however, he stayed out of the fight. Firstly, because he wanted to head to the lumberyard imminently and secondly because more people can attract further Grimm more easily. 

He went through his options a few times, unmuted himself and said, "Lucas- uh- can you tell me the route Jet gave you? I want- I'll advance forward."
Arcano couldn't deny that he will be worried when he leaves the rest and doesn't help them against the Grimm, but he saw more opportunities when he moves on. Ashlee should be able to handle herself. She already killed five of them, though it cost her a fourth of her Aura. Fallow was somewhere behind him in case anything else fails. And then there was Lucas. Arcano could not say where he was right now, but he doubted that he was too far away. He at least could see the Grimm from his position.

"I- am inconspicuous. I can get to the lumber workers without attracting the attention of more Grimm." He added as he slowly moved along in the darkness of the forest edge. It was definitely better than sitting around here, knowing that there is a Beringel approaching a group of civilians who could not protect themselves against this kind of danger.
The Vale Region / Re: Illumination and Concealment [Open, Limited 4/5]
« Last post by ReaperJoe on November 19, 2019, 12:52:12 AM »
Watching the interaction between Gram and Aoife, Lucas sipped whatever remnants of his drink remained and said, "Huh, could've fooled me.  Where I'm from, friends don't greet friends so, uh, boldly, not that I'm judging or anything.  That being said," he gestures to Gram's reclining form in between Aoife's arms, "You two seem like more than just friends, if you don't mind me sayin'.  Who are you, exactly?"  Lucas heard Gram mention Aoife's name, but that doesn't explain how he knows her or why their so chummy with each other.  He has a few guesses, but it's definitely better to hear it straight from the horse's mouth.  ...Or would a more appropriate analogy be to let Aoife let the cat out of the bag...?

When Gram comments on his "occasional whafts", as he put it, Lucas responds with a curious question, "By the way, what is your semblance, if you don't mind me asking?  If it's something I need to be worried about, I'd like to know what I'm dealing with."  It seems that Gram has a problem keeping it under control, which could be dangerous in a situation like this, where there are people everywhere that could be affected.  However, from the looks of it, Gram's semblance seems to be some sort of gas, which could probably be dispersed with the use of Lucas's own semblance and a bit of wind dust.  Or it could help facilitate the damage, if I'm not careful the more cautious side of his mind warned. 
Everywhere Else / Re: A Small, Dark Room [CLOSED]
« Last post by ReaperJoe on November 18, 2019, 04:55:20 PM »
While taking a few bites out of the cheese and crackers (Janken was right, the cheese is quite delicious!), Clara listened intently to the briefing.  Her curiosity overwhelmed what apprehension she held regarding the whole ordeal, and was pleasantly surprised with how much the actual experiment had lined up with what she thought was going on in her head.  Of course, she couldn't exactly predict a semblance that pulls the soul out of her body.  That's, uh, well, something she probably shouldn't spend too much time thinking about.  Her head would be left spinning for weeks.

Then there's the other two semblances, each bringing with them their own host of questions.  The fact that the mind-reading semblance was the one Clara had the easiest time understanding probably just goes to show how specialized this work actually is.  And she thought her brother had a complicated semblance...Still, the mentions of "light treason" and the ability to probe her mind set off a few red flags in her head.   She's a bit more apprehensive about the whole procedure, but her curiosity still gets the better of her.  Besides, it's not like she has anything crazy to hide...right?

Regardless of all that, Clara had a few questions regarding the mission itself.  "Um, is there a concrete way to tell what's bad from what's good?  Er, I guess, what's not hostile from what is?  Like, some people think bears are cute and cuddly, and some people think they're terrifying, right?  In the outside world they're the same, but inside someone's head, they'd appear different, right?  Am I making any sense?  Sorry, a lot of this is kind of high-level for me," she asks a bit sheepishly, not really knowing if her question actually got across or not.  She makes her way over to the chairs and lets Jane and Grace do whatever it is that they need to do to strap her in, when she thinks of another question to ask, "Oh, also, will we still be able to use dust when we're, like, ethereal?  Because, if not, I won't be able to fight.  Like, at all."
The Vale Region / Re: DASE-d and Confused [CLOSED]
« Last post by DEXES on November 17, 2019, 08:52:06 AM »
"Nothing important" Mikado replied and rests his head on his hand. He didn't want anyone to poke around his past, so he didn't poke around theirs. It's only fair. The stuff he knew about the former sniper of the team were less important things like her favorite color or the fact that she has a good bond to animals. Nothing that could provide any kind of answer. One day she just got up and left.

It would be a lie to say that it did not bother him at least a bit, that she just went without a word. Their conversations were brief, but she could have at least say something like a farewell. But the reaction of his teammate showed that Smokey did not know much either. "Why do you think she didn't tell us anything?" Mikado asked, even though he would rather avoid talking about this subject. Maybe it will at least clarify some of his questions, though he doubts that. Honestly, it probably made the most sense for Serin to have all the answers since he is A, the team leader, and if Beacon would talk about it with someone, it would be him, and B, they seemed to understand each other the best from the group. On that fateful day when Billy screamed her confession to Smokey into her bag, Mikado was behind just far enough to miss the words she said, also, he didn't really care. So the idea that Smokey could know more about it did not cross his mind. "It must have been important if it made her leave Beacon without saying a word."
The Vale Region / Making a Chance [1/2][OPEN]
« Last post by TheKaru on November 13, 2019, 04:17:51 PM »
Gram was sitting on a park bench, chewing on his inner lip nervously as he waited for whatever this silly idea would bring him. Something that his stupid teammate Aoife had said the other day had raised his curiosity for the possibility of getting to know people through means much less awkward than trying to force himself to go to a bar while getting smashed. In theory at least. Right now, with the anticipation of waiting for someone whose face he had never seen before.
Gram had downloaded this app to his scroll called "Chancemaker", where one would create a profile and be matched with random strangers. It obviously had some safety issues at first, apparently, which resulted in it being temporarily restricted to students of the Huntsman academies for now but Gram was comfortable enough in his combat skills to deal with any potential creep.
This situation was somewhat uncomfortable due to the spontaneous nature of it. The way the app worked, it was something that you could just toogle on if you were out and about while being up for a quick coffee or anything. Every user had the opportunity to check what they were interested in and their matched would be generated accordingly. Gram, being somewhat socially awkward just checked the boxes for everything from a casual chat to a date, figuring that would increase his chances of having any social interaction. Supposedly, according to his teammate, that was just what he needed.
So now he sat there, completely unaware of what sort of person was on their way to meet up with him on this somewhat chilly autumn afternoon. The only thing he could see was the little tracker on his scroll, telling him, how much distance still separated him from his match. And they were getting closer!
Beacon Academy / Re: Blind Not-Date [CLOSED]
« Last post by Metroidhunter on November 12, 2019, 02:01:47 PM »
Lyssa watched his reaction closely. She noticed the odd way he digested the information and responded. Apparently, trying to be casual about her abrasive attitude was not the right approach. Her attempt at explaining herself didn't exactly get through to him. It never did, to anyone. Obviously, her way of thinking was flawed. She knew that. Focusing on it in any capacity just ticked her off. Feeling that a sudden shift in her own mood would be inevitable if she tried to carry on with that subject, she let out a defeated huff and shook her head. He didn't sound very honest, but given how her words had apparently made him feel, she couldn't really expect that of him. As he zoomed off, she decided to just stay quiet, sipping at her smoothie.

He went on to answer her question, though Lyssa was only half-listening at this point as she distracted herself. She did her best to listen as she moved to sit up on the side of her bed, setting the smoothie down before starting to untie her boots. As always, it was incredibly relieving to take them off after a long day, just one little thing that helped ease her mind. The food that Noir had so kindly made for her was simply the cherry on top. Maybe the two of them didn't mesh all that well, but she did find his presence to be much more relaxing than that of her other teammates. Now that he was speaking more confidently rather than being his usual meek self, there was one less little thing to annoy her. As she kicked her feet back onto the bed, Lyssa took a deep breath, then exhaled. In that moment, she felt peace of mind. This level of relaxation was a rare sight to see from her.

There was only one thing she could think of that might have been able to make the evening better. She kept toying with the idea in her mind. Lyssa never wanted to do it in front of Mira and Mithra; it was almost like a private ritual of meditation. Something that she almost exclusively did alone. However, Noir was an entirely different case. He couldn't see or watch her doing it, and while that didn't truly make much of a difference, it made her feel a little more open to sharing. Lyssa eyed the floor beside her bed as she considered reaching for the object beneath it.

"... Noir," she asked with an unusually curious yet sincere tone, "Do you like music?"
The Vale Region / Re: Illumination and Concealment [Open, Limited 4/5]
« Last post by TheKaru on November 12, 2019, 01:17:59 PM »
Gram leaned back into the embrace, having grown to somewhat enjoy the natural heating pillow that his teammate occasionally seemed to function as. "Smokey? Have you ever called me that before? Also... What makes you think I'm single... Apart from, you know, me being me, I guess...", he chuckled awkwardly and sighed. He shrugged and glanced at Lucas. "I'm not exactly popular, I think... it's because of uh... You know, the occasional whaft of... semblance."
It wasn't exactly a comfortable topic for him but there was enough alcohol in his system to be able to relax and let go of a bit of his social anxiety, hence his rather casual reaction to Aoife's sudden entrance. He leaned further back, letting out a comfortable sigh while secretly dwelling on the thought of how good it would feel to feel actually close to someone who actually meant something to him in a way that was more than the friendship and trust between teammates. A strange and somewhat distant thought.
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