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True, but for the hypothetical back and forth I like the idea of him opening the door to a 7 foot tall nen-raven that bellows loudly at him in a godzilla like fashion before attacking him ( which would likely be the same happenstance if he came through the window) while she keeps sleeping. More likely she'd sleep with her full unkindness out in the room as they are easy to maintain indefinitely even in sleep and can be given long term orders like noisily engage anyone that comes into my room as to wake her up and she can properly go into the fray

But some sort of fight ( one not safely planed or confined to the sparing room ) between Ivy and mars should happen, it makes sense and would be fun. If the GM was okay for such an event of course.
IVIasterJay said
Pool table? Mars' nen ability should be a dead giveaway that he's stupidly good at games like marbles and pool. Mars: (/^_^)/ "Ivy~, wanna play a game~? If I win, you have to leave your door unlocked tonight~<3. If you win, you get to punish me in any way you want~. It'll be fun!"


Ivy being a mob child she has some experience with games like pool and would be confident in her chances
Ivy: >:D "You on Psycho" -Loses- "Damn it"
Later that night you go to open Ivy's door only to find a 7 foot tall raven nen-beast on the other side to great you and block entry while Ivy sleeps peacfully
IVIasterJay said
Mars (/^_^)/..... ~<3 ...............|Restraining order minimum distance|.......................... (<_<) Ivy


Quote the raven:
GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM YOU BLOODY NUT JOB! I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL KILL YOU IN YOUR FUCKING SLEEP'
I will likely have ivy go to her room, release 5 more of her crows in addition to the one on her shoulder, and give 4 of them the command to explore the ship ( with a minor command to give Mars a Peck on the head if they come across him before continuing on ) and two to guard her room. After treating her wounds Ivy is likely going to look for food or booze.
Paul Ito had left his home a few hours ago, shortly after completing any school work that he had. He did this most Wednesdays, because of the Wednesday night church services his dad held. With their home attached right to the tiny church just about any noise from any activity from within the echo-y halls of the holy place bleed rather annoyingly and un-ignorably into the living area. So out he was, a bit earlier than normal even. His father managed to get a whole 10 people in the church tonight which made the hymens they particularly discordant and unbearable.

While other kids who were getting out of the house may search for the friends to hand with, Paul tended to wander alone on nights like this. He didn't really run with any one crowed or hang with a certain clique. While Paul looked a bit like a punk, with his bleached hair and the poor attitude apparent in his posture, he was actually far from it. Both were more symptoms of rebellion against his father and done to spite the old man. Looking like trouble but not actually being trouble also gave him a pleasant middle ground in life, where punks tended to look past him or view him comically and normal people tended to regard him as amusing knowing how harmless he was. This made him the class clown, and he was more or less fine with that. He had a handful of people he'd be willing to call friends, but even then he knew they were more like mildly close aquatics. He'd never invite them over or had been invited over to their homes, rarely even invited to after school events. He was the Class clown, so much of the commodore he found was simply there, in class.

He honestly tried not to think about it and just enjoy the night. Though that wasn't really going all that well. He felt funny, sort of off. As if he was walking by something that smelt unspeakably bad as to turn ones stomach, despite the absence of any actual smells.

He turned the corner and froze in his tracks at what he saw. A group of people clearly ganging up on three individuals. He could count how many were in the small mob exactly with the chaos going on, but it was clearly 3 versus many and it was not going well. He frozen transfixed by the sight, He felt the sensation he had felt earlier but only more intense and stomach churning, though he figured that was the fear of being the next target for this angry mob setting in.

While he didn't recognize one of the 3, he could identify they were students at his high school, though know one he really knew. Mearly faces he had seen in halls or at events. His mind told him to run, or call the police, and small insane part of him told him to try and find a pipe or a piece of wood and charge the mob swinging. But something told him that none of those actions, especially the last one, would do him again good. And yet he HAD to help them. He would not call himself brave, but nor would he call himself so cruel as to turn a blind eye to people getting beaten to death, especially ones his own age. He thought hard, frantically, his heart racing and his hands tightening into fists; he had to do something and quick.

All the sudden the odd, unpleasant feeling was different in a way he could not quite explain. He felt it had a source, and that it was somehow responsible for what was happening before him. It was supernatural, vile, and malicious. It was unlike anything he had felt before, not even when he had been a 'healer' at the church as a youth where he had never sensed anything. Though somehow he didn't exactly feel as if this was him sensing this, not really. It felt more like...it was being shown to him; like someone just pointed out the hidden picture in mosaic that you didn't see before, and would likely have trouble seeing once they stopped pointing at it. And somehow he knew he must follow this lead to the source of the sensation, it was the only way he could help right now. And so he ran, letting his feet take him where he needed to go.
Post is up, and my body is ready
As Mars asked his question Ivy's face went red and she inhaled sharply with rage, her Aura flaring up in response to her emotional outrage at such a question. So much so that a the pitch black form of a large raven formed on her shoulder and cawed sharply in Mar's direction, her eyes narrowing tightly at him she growled through gritted teeth as the dark-nen-bird flapped it's wings in a threatening display "Watch your tongue, or you'll lose it." While the she was a bruiser for a living and was never much of a 'classy lady' even when she had been living as her rich fathers little girl, she did not like such distasteful questions or conduct to be directed at her. Perhaps it was her personal sense of honor, perhaps it was growing up in a situation where is someone asked her that kind of thing they'd have their eyes, tongue, and ears removed as well as their knee caps broken, then left in an ally way so others would know not to make the same dumb mistake. His question spoke of disrespect, and had embarrassed her none the less. She was already quite sure she wasn't going to get along with this hat wearing weirdo all that well. She then responded to the Doctor who offered to address her wounds. She turned her head to respond to him, but her raven kept its eyes on Mars "There nothing serious, provide me a few bandages and some disinfectant and I'll be fine by morning."

Before she could continue any thoughts, threats or even dispel her Raven, more hunters arrived. Non she really knew of, but she could feel a powerful aura from each of them, even that giggling hat head was no slouch. She was sure there was no fight here that would be easy to win. It made her a little more reassured that this trip wasn't a suicide mission. Though the display made by Nera and Mars made her glance back at the Lev with a rather questioning glance and saying "Yeah, this is just the picture of professionalism."

Ivy didn't show any real reaction to the announcements of the teams but when it was revealed that her and Mars were to be paired together her Raven cawed loudly as if angered. -Well, better me and his team than someone else.- she thought -Probable best to have a raven out often to keep an eye on him.- She took a moment to gesture to all who had arrived and stated. "Nice to meet ya'll, most of ya'll at least" the raven, still facing Mars, cawed "I'm Ivy K Raven."
yeah, just don't think about the homestuck references...Just like we are not supposed to think about the dog park, or the hood figures that inhabit the dog park.

wooo a homestuck and nightvale reference, am I a nerd yet?
Oh no! Are we going to run into what was totally not a naked Doc Scratch from homestuck!?!
wrestling with massive writers block

I think I got it pinned though, will continue to attempt to get a post up.

EDDIT

Will have a post tonight
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