KabenSaal said
You don't need to force anything on Trico. Five minutes in a room with Laura, and a Tibetan Monk would be going for her eye-sockets.
I feel that Kuhaku and Trico should team up to mess with Laura.
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I feel that Kuhaku and Trico should team up to mess with Laura.
KabenSaal said
Trico would watch. And laugh. And slice Laura's arm muscles with her sycthe blade to see it happen.
I kid, I kid. His character is written so that hatred only begets more hatred. He would never try to force his beliefs on another person and do physical harm to them.
Besides, he still needs to meet Laura and freak out over her.
Asura said
The faunus scum accept their place on the bottom. This is good. Now we wait on the tree to stop pollinating with a shrub and do the skip.
Say the wrong thing around Kuhaku and he'll probably try to eat Laura alive.
Don't let his happy face fool you.
KabenSaal said
I like how our name is double-ended. But yea! do we have a leader?
Since it starts with a 'C', it implies that Cynthia will be. I'm sure she'd be completely content with that.
Kiddo said
heyhey dat chicken is 100% completely not fried. It's mostly defeathered, though, but I just want to make sure that you mean to eat raw chicken. I'm cool with it if you do :P
Some people believe eating raw meats can be good for your health. One man tried it for an extended period of time and he made it out alright. Even boasted some health benefits.
KabenSaal said
You know, the word 'blaggard' come from Black Guard, and means A scoundrel; an unprincipled contemptible person; an untrustworthy person.
Our team already knew about this and have discussed it before.
I'm sure Kuhaku wouldn't mind being called a 'Blaggard'. Hell, he might get a kick out of it. I mean, he's already been prejudiced enough for being a Faunus.
Kuhaku froze when he felt a hand fall on his shoulder, his growl stopping. Turning his head, he looked to see a cloaked student standing behind him. Great, it seemed he attracted someone else's attention now. Another strange student to potentially harass him. Glancing at the hand on his shoulder, he was even being touched. Today was not going very smoothly for him, sadly. Then, as the student removed his...no, wait...her hood, she stared at him rather intensely. It would've been a little uncomfortable, until he caught a trace of her scent and realization dawned on him. She was a Faunus and a rather cute one at that. Unclenching his fists, he began to relax a little. Thinking about it a bit more coolly, the way he was acting would bring about negative impressions of the Faunus and their kind. Not that he really cared what humans thought of him. It would be easier if they thought badly of him and hated him. At least they would leave him alone, right? But, he wasn't one to cause trouble for other people. If his actions made things more difficult for the other Faunus students, he would be lying if he didn't admit some remorse.
Regardless of how he felt about humans and what he thought of them, there might have been some Faunus looking to build and repair relationships with them. His actions could be their undoing, which is not his intention at this school. After returning the female Faunus' intense gaze for some time, he turned away and broke eye contact. Looking at his cracked and leaking glass of milk, he sighed. Eyeing the white-hair, he pressed the backs of his gauntlets together and slid them against each other, resetting the spikes and locking them back into their original position. Grabbing the nearly broken glass, he finished his drink and tidied up his area. Glancing at the other white-haired student one last time, he grabbed his mask and brought it up to his jaw. With a few mechanical clicks, it then locked securely to his face. Picking up his tray and standing, he was about to leave his seat when he hesitated.
He turned his head to the female Faunus student.
"Thank you." he offered to her, speaking just quietly enough so that only she would hear.
With that, he walked away.
He was done eating, anyways.
Regardless of how he felt about humans and what he thought of them, there might have been some Faunus looking to build and repair relationships with them. His actions could be their undoing, which is not his intention at this school. After returning the female Faunus' intense gaze for some time, he turned away and broke eye contact. Looking at his cracked and leaking glass of milk, he sighed. Eyeing the white-hair, he pressed the backs of his gauntlets together and slid them against each other, resetting the spikes and locking them back into their original position. Grabbing the nearly broken glass, he finished his drink and tidied up his area. Glancing at the other white-haired student one last time, he grabbed his mask and brought it up to his jaw. With a few mechanical clicks, it then locked securely to his face. Picking up his tray and standing, he was about to leave his seat when he hesitated.
He turned his head to the female Faunus student.
"Thank you." he offered to her, speaking just quietly enough so that only she would hear.
With that, he walked away.
He was done eating, anyways.
Overwatch said
Sorry folks, I'm back. Had a busy week. We'll get back up to speed tommorow.
Welcome back.
As Kuhaku looked up from drinking his milk, he saw the white-hair boy had again followed him and was now sitting across from him, eating. Eye twitching, a vein angrily pulsing in his temple, his grip on his glass tightened so much that it started to crack. What in the hell did this boy want with him? He alone was the only student to pay him any mind and it was infuriating him. If this singular student left him alone, he would've had his peace. It was maddening. Trembling with contempt, he slowly set his glass down on the table, milk leaking from it slightly. He had half a mind to stand up, punch the table, and split it in half in his rage at this boy. But that would only attract more unwanted attention and that was not his goal. At least the boy wasn't speaking to him. It seemed his prior words had silenced him. However, there was something about the silent observation that got underneath his skin and irritated him further.
Sneering, a low growl starting to rise from his throat.
"me vexat pede..." Kuhaku quietly hissed to himself.
Setting his hands along the sides of his tray, he tightly clenched them into fists in an attempt to quell his growing rage.
As he clenched them tighter and tighter, something within his gauntlets tripped and activated.
Two vicious, 6-inch long metal spikes popped out from his gauntlets with a pneumatic hiss of air.
The force of their sudden appearance shook the table his hands rested on.
As his growl at the white-haired human grew in volume and intensity, he left his now spiked gauntlets as is. When he had forged his weapons, there was a slight design flaw in that whenever he would clench his fist tightly enough in a specific way, the hidden internal spikes would unlock and 'pop'. Requiring a manual 'reset'. Over time, Kuhaku came to accept the weapon's quirk and learned how to even utilize it as a function instead of as a flaw. As his fists rested on the table, spikes gleaming and menacing, there was a certain glint of malice in Kuhaku's glare. He wanted to hurt this human boy, bad.
Sneering, a low growl starting to rise from his throat.
"me vexat pede..." Kuhaku quietly hissed to himself.
Setting his hands along the sides of his tray, he tightly clenched them into fists in an attempt to quell his growing rage.
As he clenched them tighter and tighter, something within his gauntlets tripped and activated.
Two vicious, 6-inch long metal spikes popped out from his gauntlets with a pneumatic hiss of air.
The force of their sudden appearance shook the table his hands rested on.
As his growl at the white-haired human grew in volume and intensity, he left his now spiked gauntlets as is. When he had forged his weapons, there was a slight design flaw in that whenever he would clench his fist tightly enough in a specific way, the hidden internal spikes would unlock and 'pop'. Requiring a manual 'reset'. Over time, Kuhaku came to accept the weapon's quirk and learned how to even utilize it as a function instead of as a flaw. As his fists rested on the table, spikes gleaming and menacing, there was a certain glint of malice in Kuhaku's glare. He wanted to hurt this human boy, bad.
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