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[h3]Survival in Grimm Studies[/h3]
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I laughed a little when Ben did a double take at the position of C’est la Vie. But the entire atmosphere of the room changed dramatically once Port wandered into the room. Even Ben’s eyes narrowed and focused on the stout man as he painstakingly made his way to the front of the class. It seemed Grimm Studies wouldn’t simply be theoretical work today. 

As the class began to get lead to another room I found myself near the back of the line. It was ominous how the nervous chitter chatter seemed to stop as soon as everyone walked in. But surely it couldn’t have been that ba-

[color=9D36FF]“Oh my god.”[/color] I said quietly, while absentmindedly bringing a hand up to my mouth. The creature, Port named it Dionaea was massive. It was larger than any living thing I had ever seen, but it wasn’t the kind of massive that came with an elephant. Large, slow, and heavy. This thing was fluid, it moved in ways that didn’t seem natural at all. My wings unfurled completely, ready to take off at the slightest hint of an attack. It was a defensive mechanism. Port espoused about the lack of teeth.

[i]Teeth? What about the tendrils?[/i]

I scanned everyone’s faces and they all seemed to be reciprocating the same thought I was thinking myself. What the hell were we supposed to do to kill this thing?

[color=00aeef]”Hey Nuit,”[/color] Ben said cheerfully, as if he was handing me a drink at a party. [color=00aeef]”I’ll probably have its attention pretty quick. If it gets hairy, drop behind me. Sangue, you too. We’re gonna need to cut our way towards its trunk. I can take a few hits if it gets a little pissy.”

“Who’s ready for some fun?[/color]

I looked at Ben’s face and he was. [i]Ready[/i]. The old members of Jumpercable and Bastille fought a Riesen-class Grimm last week and they killed it. 

I can do this.

My arm launched upwards throwing C’est la Vie towards the ceiling, the purse transformed into its spear formation almost instantly and I used my semblance to bring it right back into my hand, arcing it across my body and letting it rest just below my lower back and near my legs, wings still outstretched.

[color=9D36FF]“Well I might’ve won round one Ben, but you better not slack off here.”[/color] I said eliciting some confusion from others around us. [color=9D36FF]“Most tentacles killed wins? I’ll count the root as three.”[/color] I said preparing for combat.

Sky joined Ben, Sangue and myself asking what she should do. Truth was I hadn’t seen her fight yet and had only recently gotten her dossier. 

[color=9D36FF]“Follow Ben, Sangue, and I. Stay in formation and if something is coming your way find Ben. We’re going for this thing’s trunk.”[/color] I said confidently. Perhaps I was only confident because of Ben’s exuberance, but if that was what could get me out of bed and ready to kill a Riesen-class Grimm today, that would be enough.

[color=9d36FF]"And Ben. My semblance is attraction and [i]repulsion[/i]."[/color] I said speaking fairly loudly so he didn't have to turn to hear me. I was already beginning to formulate a plan of attack to take this thing down for good. While her semblance could perhaps repel at least one tentacle, two or even more from multiple directions would be incredibly problematic. It was much easier to move something that wanted to move. Perhaps like Ben or his sword. We would have to think fairly carefully. The tentacles were thick enough that my main concern was essentially being crushed. I bunched a tiny bit of aura into her pointer finger and saw a familiar briliant pearl of aura. It shone dimly, yet beautifully. I had only attempted that once, now, against a Riesen-class Grimm was absolutely not the time to take that level of risk. Only if it was life or death, I promised myself.