[Seig]

Mira closed her eyes again and just tuned out the world for a moment. Ok then. Let's think this out. I can either get kicked out again, or I can actually try to be a good leader. Even if this girl is apparently a massive bitch. Blind dude seems ok. And I have Mithra. So maybe..MAYBE this won't be such a bad gig. After he mental conversation she looked towards her sister and started speaking in their native tongue. THis back and forth went on for a bit before Mira stood up and grabbed her weapons.. "Alright. I'm your leader now. First order, grab your shit and follow me to the training grounds. I am going to see how long it takes Mithra and I to beat the shit out of you. Let's go."

Mithra was still worried about her sister, not at all sure that she could handle the position of team leader. However she was going to support her sister until the very end. With a  smile she picked up her massive greatsword and began to follow Mira out the door. "Let's have some fun sparring you guys!"

[Metroidhunter]

It wasn't too surprising to see that he had caught the pillow considering how he had noticed their heights, but still, Lyssa was impressed. "Sorry. But hey, that was a test, and you passed. Good job." Perhaps he would exceed her original expectations after all. As for the other two, well, that remained to be seen. Mithra being as large as she was gave her some hope for the woman's potential. Mira was already annoying, though she had known that would be the case from the start. Nobody else wanted her on their team, so there was no damn way that Lyssa ever would. The grand position that Mira had been granted was just salt on the wound. If someone in Beacon staff had decided that she had the qualities of a leader, surely there was no hope for the future of the Academy. Hell, all of Remnant was probably doomed at this point.

The first command that they were given was, surprisingly enough, something that Lyssa was glad to hear. Sure, she was already getting bossed around, but was simultaneously being handed an opportunity to do what she had wanted to do deep down from the start. Beat Mira into the dirt. While she assumed it was supposed to be a sort of retaliation for what she had said to her leader, Noir didn't really deserve to be included in that. He had pretty much just been sitting there, mostly minding his own business.

As Mira and Mithra made their way out the door, Lyssa stood up and sighed, walking over to her stuff that was leaning against the wall on the side of the room. First, she picked up her vest, putting on the bulletproof material over her red shirt. Sure, it wasn't actually going to stop any bullets from hurting her, but the large amount of pockets was extremely useful for someone that burned through ammo like herself.

"Noir. If you don't want to participate in this bullshit, feel free to stay here." As she spoke, she put on her belt and grabbed her revolvers, making sure they were both holstered properly. She grabbed a couple of speed loaders as well, sticking them in one of the many pockets on her vest. "I'll gladly fight them both by myself. Don't know if I'll win, but... You didn't exactly do much to warrant her trying to kick the shit out of you." Picking up both of her weapons, she slung them over her back before finally leaving to make her way to the practice arena.

'Yep, this should be all sorts of fun.'

[NotSurprised]

Unsurprisingly, Noir knew that the call for a spar would occur, especially considering their current team interaction. That, and Noir is blind. Who the fuck would trust a blind guy to be able to fight with them? You'd test them before you even let them on the field, no matter what rheir status was. Which is why Noir didn't judge Mira's decision as their team leader, and why he's not gonna drop out of the fight like a coward. He sttod up straighter, as if he was much more confident. After all, he basically grew up fighting, so this should be no trouble. Then again... Noir is blind, and his shoulders sag just a little before perking up at Lyssa's offer.

"T-Thanks, but no thanks. I'll pick up my weapons and catch up with you."

Noir considered her offer, he really did, but he's no coward. You can even tell from his tone that he's a tadbit more confident. Noir grabs his cap to tilt it down further, casting a shadow over his eyes as he adjusts his scarf to cover his mouth. With a brief nod in Lyssa's direction, he dropped the pillow he had been holding before running out the room, with his coat fluttering from his movement. How he does it without crashing into anything, that's a question everyone had one point when they meet Noir.

[Seig]

Mithra was clearly saying something, but whatever it was didn't register to her sister. Mira was absorbed with her thoughts of her teammates. She needed to know everything about them. What weapons do they have? What are their semblances? Will they be a liability? Her eyes began to narrow as she began to focus on the battle ahead. "Mithra. Do not hold back in this fight. That is an order. I need to see them at their best." She didnt wait for a response as she headed into the 4th year practice arena.

Mithra was worried for her teammates. Mira was taking this extremely seriously. If you say so Mira. Ill give them all I got."

[Metroidhunter]

Lyssa strode into the practice arena with an obvious sense of confidence in the way she walked. While she didn't have a clue as to what Mira and Mithra were capable of, she was always overconfident in her own combat abilities. However, she didn't have the same faith in her teammate for this battle. He had shown an impressive ability, sure, but that was hardly a display of his combat ability. At least this fight would give her a better idea of what Noir could do.

Walking to the other side of the arena, opposite of Mira and Mithra, she waited until Noir was close enough to hear her before she spoke up. "I'm sure this goes without saying, but... I'd like to go after Mira first. Which means you're stuck fighting the giant one. If it doesn't go well, we'll switch." She looked over at him, unsure if he could even tell at this point. "Sound fair?"

As she waited for his response, Lyssa drew one of her revolvers, looking over it carefully and checking to see if it was loaded. Afterwards, she spun it around her finger once before sticking it back in the holster, keeping her hand on it. Looking over at the other two women, she then waved over at them with her free hand. "Ready when you are."

[NotSurprised]

Noir zoomed through the hallways, and arriving at his destination, pulled his weapons out of his locker. Noir had speedily armed himself, before closing the locker and zoomed off again to the practice arena. Throughout his speedy run, he had adjusted his grip on both his gun and sword in preparation for the fight ahead of him. Honestly, Noir had no idea what to expect, but that’s not going to stop him. Probably anyways. Not wanting to piss off his new team leader fairly quickly, he sped up, arriving at the arena in a good time...


Across his other two teammates, Noir had awaited for his partner. After certain amount of time, his mind started to wander off before a voice, of whom he assumes to be Lyssa’s, gets Noir to focus. Listening to what would essentially by Lyssa’s game plan, he nods his head since he should be fine. When Lyssa told the other two their state of readiness, Noir tenses, as his mouth starts to form into a frown. He slightly crouches as if he’s going to get a running start, as he tightly clenches his sword and gun. Noir is going to try his best without his semblance, but he’ll most definitely use it if things get messy.

[Seig]

As soon as the other's entered the room, Mira smirked and put on her 'mask'. This was a real battle to her, and in a real battle information is just as important as weaponry. Let Lyssa think that she's just a stupid cocky bitch. She can twist that, use it to her advantage. Noir was the wildcard here. Normally most people would dismiss him immediately, yet for someone who was blind to reach 4th year in Beacon meant they had to have some sort of secret that leveled the playing field.  He had managed to catch the pillow Lyssa threw at him, so clearly he was able to observe his surroundings through some manner. Possibly some sort of semblance, either that or he just trained his other senses to compensate. Either way she was going to keep a close eye on him.

Keeping up the act she leaned over to her sister with a smirk on her face and spoke in their native tongue. [We aim all our attacks at the Red Haired one. Ignore any attacks from blind. Make it seems like I am insulting her. I need to see how Lyssa handles pressure.]After she mentioned Lyssa she made a rude gesture with her rifle. and began to laugh, still secretly watching her teammate for a reaction. To play along with her sister's plan, Mithra shook her head sadly. "You shouldn't say that kinda stuff about our teammates Mira...." She brushed her long golden hair back behind her shoulder as the giantess removed her massive blade from it's clip. As dejected as she might seem, and even felt. Mithra was going to give this fight her all just as she was told to do. Hopefully these two had strong enough aura to handle the entire brunt of her freakish strength. The poor girl really wanted her new teammates to like her. She really wanted them to like her sister as well. As much as her sister denied it, she needed friends.

The Giantess' train of thought was shattered as Mira loudly addressed the four of them. Though Mira was speaking to all three of them, her red eyes bored deep into Lyssa's, clearly challenging the woman. "Standard rules here. Fight until 20% or until I am satisfied. Whichever comes first. Though looking at my opponents..." Once again the insult was clearly aimed at the red haired girl. "Well. With that out of the way. Let's go." As soon as she activated the starting bell, the faunus began to enact her plan. Holding up her two armored fingers, however she kept the middle finger slightly bent so the fire dust wouldn't be released. With a gust of breath mixed in with a bit of water dust, her semblance took the form of a thick blast of mist, completely covering everything directly in front of her with a cloud of harmless water.

Mithra just held her sword at the ready, keeping her eyes locked on Noir but secretly watching Lyssa through her peripheral.

[Metroidhunter]

Lyssa stared Mira down the entire time she spoke in her barbaric tongue, her face entirely devoid of expression even as the other woman made the inappropriate gesture towards her. On the outside, she was doing a good job of keeping her cool. On the inside however, nearly every thought that crossed her mind had to do with curbstomping her teammate.

Pulling her own rifle off of her back, she let the barrel point towards the ground before pressing a button on the side. In an instant, a large blade extended out of the butt of the weapon, pointing straight up into the air. With her weapon now in it's glaive form, she watched closely as Mira decided to get the battle started. A giant cloud of mist? That was definitely a trap, or at least a setup of some sort. Letting something like that happen was unacceptable. As quickly as she could, she reached into one of her vest pockets and drew a container of wind dust. After slamming it into her weapon, she started to spin the entire thing around, creating large gusts of wind that propelled the mist outwards and away from her and her partner. Whatever Mira was planning, she wanted no part of it.

[NotSurprised]

Noir was waiting as the sounds of talking pass him by. Foreign or familiar, it really didn’t matter to him as he waited for the bell to sound. Time passes, until it’s interrupted by Noir’s team leader as she rang the bell. With a quick reaction to the sound, Noir raised his gun while he activates his semblance. Feeling the familiar strain, he quickly enacts the action he had planned to take. Noir sees the two figures, of whom he assumes are Mithra and Mira, in front of him, and quickly aimed, albeit losing accuracy. Four shots rang out as Noir fired off two bullets at each.


The strain started to slowly grow, so Noir quickly disabled his semblance. With a quick sigh of relief from the pain, Noir put his left hand down, with his sword hand out as he waits for them and the sounds they’d make. Noir seems to back up a little bit, assuming that Lyssa is next to him, so that he could give her some more ground to use in battle. Noir intends to avoid using his semblance, and he’ll do it by giving himself plenty of room to do what needs to be done.

[Seig]

Mira laughed as her mist was blown away. She was not going to stop with the mindgames in the slightest. Mithra was less pleased with the situation. While she was not a fan of playing against her teammates she wasn't going to disobey her leader's orders. As soon as she saw Noir raise his gun, her semblance erupted from her body. Using all four of her arms Mithra managed to guard the majority of her body, the aura arms covering her face and upper torso and her real arms guarding her lower body. Her back foot moved behind her as she got into a combat stance.Mira however did nothing to block the bullets that Noir sent at her, she ignored the pain as her aura absorbed the impact. Instead Mira used that time to aim her massive rifle at Lyssa. "Boom" Mithra was already briefed on the plan before hand, so she was already in a lunging stane. Mithra sprung into action, using one of her arms to unhook her blade as she charged further. Her massive size and immense blade served to extend her Melee range to a length usually reserved for great polearms. As soon as she heard Mira's gun roar she slammed her foot into the earth and spun, her blade aimed at Lyssa's torso.

[Metroidhunter]

Seeing Mira start to raise her rifle, Lyssa was presented with a choice. There were only a few brief moments to decide, but that was more than enough.

She could use her semblance and deflect Mira's shot with ease; projectile fighters were thankfully something that she didn't have to worry about too much. Of course, this would give up any potential to use it later for a surprise. That could give her the upper hand later on if things got bad.

The alternative, obviously, would be to take a straight shot from Mira's rifle. This would let her save her semblance, but in return, make it easier for Mithra to smack her into oblivion right off the bat. If she didn't get blasted by Mira, she would have a better chance against the giant hurdling towards her.

While the options were there, Lyssa herself hardly thought about it, almost immediately giving the slightest movement with her hand to create a large barrier formed from aura that appeared only a couple feet away. The bullet bounced off, but she didn't bother to watch as it happened, as she was preoccupied with stopping the titan in front of her.

With the length of Mithra's weapon, Lyssa couldn't hit her first, she was going to have to either block or dodge. Sadly, dodging was also out of the question, as blocking Mira's shot had kept her from having enough time to also move out of the way. Gripping her weapon tightly with both hands, she held them far apart, leaving plenty of space in the middle. Bracing herself, she thrust the middle of her weapon towards Mithra's blade as it swung towards her, only being able to hope for the best. Unfortunately, while her own incredible strength was able to slow it down some, it wasn't quite enough. The force from the swing was still enough to knock her back and take out some of her aura, the blow making her tumble a bit before she quickly got on her feet again.

"Noir! Get Mira!" It sucked that her plan hadn't worked out, as she really wanted to kick Mira's shit in, but it didn't matter now. She had to worry about her freakishly large twin instead. Hopefully, blind-guy would be able to preoccupy the bitch so that Lyssa could get to her later.

Yelling out, the red-haired woman suddenly charged at Mithra, starting to thrust the head of the glaive straight towards her center of mass. With the wind dust from before still in weapon, it would also release a large blast of air as she attempted the stab, the two attacks in combination likely being enough to move even someone of Mithra's size if it worked as planned.