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Lexzah said
No we are still trying to get started. having more members now will make it easier ^^hmm we still doing the whole dragon library thing first grey?


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I mean, yes.

Also, Will, do you know what I had for the Class IV and II descriptions? I recall the ones for I, III, and V, but not those.
The way Dazed's character's power works is alot like a Tactile Telekinetic ESPer/Gemstone Ability, I note.

Roughly around Class-III to IV, if I'm rating it.
Levi was still quite engrossed with the thing of beauty in front of him. A decent four shots, pump action, and it looked fucking awesome. AND it was pump action. There was definitely nothing like pumping a weapon threateningly like in those holos back in the Vault. Sure the Grenade APW thing had 6 shots and fired semi-auto, but there was no way it could match the sheer style the China Lake had over it. Plus, he had fun pumping the pump-action. He was in a trance, like a child playing with a favorite toy.

"Hm?" Levi asked, having been broken out of his pump-action trance by David's wonder as to why Sarah seemed to dislike him, "Oh! Oh right. She did seem a little peeved." The Vaultee put his hand to his chin in thought, "...Hmm... I wouldn't think anything of it. She's probably paranoid everyone in these Wastes are out to kill 'er, what with out midnight encounter with raiders on day one and all. Just give 'er a while, she's sure to warm up to ya eventually!" He patted the older, more experienced wastelander reassuringly on the shoulder.
Also i managed to post.
Would it be possible to have a Memento be a tattoo or brand?

EDIT: I'm aware they're supposed to be non-living objects, but I think it could be considered an object the same way a prosthetic hand is, given the Memento is more the ink, rather than the appendage.
Normally Masako would be fidgeting, what with being touched and treated like a baby so much, but honestly, she had not the energy nor the want to complain at the moment. Fortunately the girl holding her up was smart enough to figure that the hospital or the school nurse would be a crapsack idea to go to. Though her throat was quite dry, she managed to give Yuzuki her answer. "...Of...cour...se...I just...have...several wou...nds....multiple bro...ken bones...and int...ernal...blee...ding..." Masako joked painfully before wincing horribly, "fuck...! Just... Just get me out of here..."
Lucas Archwood

The high schooler nobody knew somewhat timidly followed after the group headed towards the cafeteria. He was still a bit on edge, but less so than previously, thankfully. It seemed the 'safety in numbers' mentality applied even in this situation. Hopefully this situation would let them all bond enough not to be thinking about slaughtering each other in cold blood for the sake of going home, at the very least. He allowed himself to smile a little bit, both for his sake and the sake of others. After all it wouldn't do to be all mopey and spread the mope to the rest.

Once Edie addressed everyone for there orders, Lucas put in his own queue. "I'll just have some water and a serving of... anything I guess," the fake super high schooler informed.

Astolfo Garneau

Astolfo skipped on into the cafeteria along with the majority of the others of their class, blissfully in denial of the entire situation. The odd black-and-white bear was kind of a dick, telling them all to kill each other. But Astolfo had faith in the others, nobody would really kill anyone else, right? And even if they did, there was obviously a catch. That's how it was in video games after all. Besides, he figured the others came to this conclusion already, since the rest seemed pretty smart. He took a seat in the cafeteria, and looked around to the first person he saw, which happened to be Octavia. Naturally, the genki Gamer waved over the mute Violinist to take a seat by him before turning to Edie in order to answer her question.

"Hmm... I'd like a PBJ...and stuff with lo~o~ots of caffeine! Oooh, maybe coffee, or maybe Mountain Dew! That's simple 'nough and we have that, right?"

...Needless to say, Astolfo ordering a caffeinated drink didn't seem to be much of a surprise.

Anna Brunhild

Though unlike the rest of Grey's characters, Anna opted out of heading to the cafeteria. It wasn't as if she had made any promise to head off into it anyway, and to be completely honest with herself, she really didn't feel comfortable taking up the spot of leader or adviser for anything that didn't directly deal with her profession of choice. Besides, a noisy cafeteria probably wouldn't be the best place to get her thoughts in order. So right now, she was just pacing the halls. She didn't quite fear being alone, especially since most of the students were gathered with others, meaning there were few who could be stalking the halls for victims. And even then, her finely-honed thief's senses she could probably sense any of these amateurs if they tried to sneak up on her. Maybe not overpower some of them, but running was still a valid option. And Lord knew a thief had to be able to run.

And speaking of the Lord, there was that SHSL Nun girl trying to coax the Princess out of her room. Or bathroom, she supposed. That was really the only place you could hide because of Oreo the Bear over there. "Well you're not gonna get her out like that," Anna deadpanned, having silently watched the little exchange. The blonde Thief walked over, popped open Serena's bedroom door, and waltzed inside before turning to the blonde nun, "honeyed words aren't going to do much, Sister." She then knocked on the locked bathroom door.

"You're lucky I'm talking the time to talk instead of breaking in," Anna began, leaning against the wall beside the bathroom door, "now, you either come out or me and nunsie over there are coming in."
JFC this Guild downtime. I'll try to get a post up sometime within the next two days, maybe tonight assuming no complications
"Hold fire."
"Yes, sir."

Nagato laxed his arms and lowered his Mist Bow. He was... quite, quite far away, in a position where he could see them, but they couldn't see him unless they knew where he was. His shoulder was pretty darn busted after getting merely nicked by Masako's fireball. Her Flames were like an explosion from a grenade. Sure, they might not be as hot as other Flames of that caliber, but they had some damn force behind them. He put his hand to the burnt patch of cloak and massaged his fractured shoulder. He turned to the indigo-haired toddler behind him calling the shots and finally began to let himself fume.

"You bastard. You lied about her abilities."
"Did I now?"
"You said that she wouldn't be able to fight with her Flames!"
"I said nothing of the sort. In fact, I recall saying, 'she shouldn't be able to put her Flames to use at the current period of her training'."
"That's the same goddamn thing!"
"No, 12:00PM in Italy is not 12:00PM in Japan. I merely failed to inform you that by 'current period of her training' meant the sleeping portion."
"..."

Needless to say, Nagato was screaming internally as the Cloud Arcobaleno laughed.
"This... some kin..d... of joke?" Masako laughed dryly as she just stared up Humaru's hand, "th-thanks... but no th...anks..." She would've handwaved him away, but given her current condition, she just added some extra 'scoff' into her words, "I can get up... pER...fectly... fine..." She said, emphasizing the 'ER' with a rather loud grunt as she pushed herself up onto the ground.
Well I'm making a 12-13-year old street rat driven by a sense of inferiority and a desire to be a hero.

Yeah.
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