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o3o Not to be a nit-picker, but...isn't the currency in RWBY called Lien? http://rwby.wikia.com/wiki/Lien
As Shiro ate his meal in silence, his eyes had a slightly glazed look to them. Not exactly paying attention to his surroundings as he stared blankly at the table in front of him. This was a common look he had whenever he stared off into space and started day dreaming. Only, in this case, he wasn't. He was intensely focused on how he could alter, improve, and upgrade his weapons. Carrying a cartridge belt with volatile Dust Ammunition was risky business. If he was to ever face off against an opponent smart enough to attack his ammo source, the ensuing explosion would be catastrophic. Dust isn't exactly the safest thing to use or the easiest for those who didn't know how to manipulate it. Dust-based ammunition was marginally safer and worlds easier to utilize, but can still be dangerous if misused. Contemplating how he could keep feeding Kladenets with rounds, yet remain efficient and safe, he wondered if he could possibly expand the internal magazine/speedloader in Perun. If he could quickly load his blade with Dust and keep relatively safe, he would be far more fluid in combat. Manually loading his blade wasn't hard, but it took precious seconds that he could use defending or attacking. The magazine within his shield had only just enough capacity for one rapid charge. He frowned. Most of these thoughts of how to improve his equipment and his battle style stemmed from his lackluster performance during the first period of class. While he had a blast during his match and enjoyed watching the following matches, afterward he couldn't help but feel inferior to some of his fellow students. Some of them had amazing weapons and far more powerful Semblances than he did. Looking back at his own fight with these thoughts in mind, he knew he could improve and get better. Just as his thoughts trailed off into a possible permanently inlaid Dust Crystal, such as with Abel's weapon, his nose crinkled. Sniffing at the air, he detected a faint familiar scent amidst the hundreds of others in the cafeteria. Returning to reality Shiro looked up and saw Sapphire, his team leader. She was sitting at another table with students from the other teams. Freezing in place, he couldn't help but feel a little hurt. I mean, it's not hard to miss Shiro. Not many others had white, silvery fur like his. Surely, she must have seen him. His expression sagged ever so slightly, his ears drooping. Sighing, he shrugged to himself. It was clear from their initial meeting that she didn't quite like him. She wasn't there to be any of their friends, just their leader. "Tch.." Shiro couldn't help but feel a bit sour at her. But, in any case she was their leader. He would've liked to continue trying to make nice and get on friendlier terms with her, but he felt he shouldn't push it any further than he already had. Rather, he wouldn't waste his energy on trying for now. It would be easier make friends with others. He would respect her and give her the distance and space she seemed to want. It was then at that moment that his ears perked up and his nose sniffed, detecting yet another familiar scent. Only this time, it was a much more welcome one. Looking up, there was no missing the giant armor-clad student that was his partner. Gren had walked up and waved at him. His spirits instantly brightening, he enthusiastically waved back and flashed a bright grin in answer. "Hello Kuhaku. Nice fight out there." Gren said as he took his seat across from him. "Beg to differ, y'big lug. I could've done much better." "Aww, come on Gren. Just call me Shiro. But, hello to you too!" he waved the name away, as if to dismiss it. "Same to you! Your fight was explosive!" He motioned and gestured with his arms mimicking an explosion. With added dramatic sound effects to go with it. "Speaking of which, how's your arm? It looked like you took quite a beating. I could've sworn that it was nearly sawed-..." Leaning over the table to get a closer look, he frowned and furrowed his brows when he saw Gren's uninjured hand. Sniffing at it, it seemed rather odd. His thoughts were cut short, interrupted by Gren's actions. Shiro watched curiously as Gren opened a box to pull out a portable grill and set it on the table. When he pulled out a sealed bag and opened it, his nostrils caught the glorious scent of something marvelous. Immediately forgetting the meal he had nearly finished in front of him, he suddenly felt hungry again. Excited, Shiro's tail began to flit back and forth. Ever so curious as to what Gren brought for lunch today. "How do you like your meat Kuhaku?" He practically jumped out of his seat as he stood up and slammed his palms on the table, eyes gleaming brightly. "Medium-Rare!" he essentially shouted. Gren had brought his own cooked lunch that was undeniably worlds better than whatever cuisine Beacon had for them. He had even brought some to share. "What a pal!" he thought. Hell, Shiro even started purring. Well, it would've been considered purring if it weren't for how deep and bass the rumbling in his chest was.
All of his enthusiasm and energy had died. Or rather it was grabbed by its throat, choke-slammed onto the ground and then viciously executed by way of a bullet to the head. When the first period bell had sounded, Shiro was quickly and harshly reminded that Beacon Academy was still a place of learning. Not only were promising and great future Hunters/Huntresses trained here, they were afforded the best education that Vale could offer. It was still a school, after all. Shiro's ears flattened against his head and his tail lazily swept at his feet as he sat in Math class, staring at the packet of mathematical problems/equations in front of him with a forlorn look. Looking up at the sleeping teacher and the room around him, Shiro sighed heavily and slowly opened the packet. As a child, he never had a formal education. What they taught him at the orphanage was basic at best. It was only at Signal that he received a better education but even still, he struggled. It wasn't to say that Shiro wasn't bright and smart, it was more so that he was lazy and disliked complex/critical thinking. It made his head hurt. Sure, math was important, but how did math seriously apply in real life beyond basic arithmetic? As he slowly worked on what he did know, skipping over what he didn't know, he couldn't help but ask... In what deity's name did someone think combining the letters from the alphabet with numbers was a good idea?! At least, History was easier on him. It helped more so that the eccentric teacher seemed to inject a bit of his hyperactive zippiness back into Shiro's spirits. Chin resting on his gloved fists, Shiro tried his best to pay attention. Though some parts were definitely interesting, he again failed to see how having history lessons would aid them in combating the Grimm. As the slide show presentation continued on, Shiro couldn't help but nearly plant his face into his desk, as for some inexplicable reason he grew dreadfully tired. For the rest of the period he remained under the radar of the teacher and softly snoozed, drooling a bit as he dozed the history period away.. Thankfully, he had already made it through the first half of the first day and was granted a brief reprieve from the daily grind of school life. It wasn't much different from Signal after all, just a new place with new faces. As he waited in line, he saw what the cafeteria was offering and his spirits were crushed yet again. Most everything was some kind of starch/grain, vegetable, or fruit. Blech. He recoiled at the sight of them. The only meat they had were the chicken sandwiches, and they even had white milk. Wishing his first meal at Beacon would be a bit grander, he half-heartedly grabbed what was allowed to him. In all honesty, he wanted to pile as much food as he could onto his plate but the cafeteria workers seemed to frown at the idea. He was a bit jealous when a few of the other bolder students muscled their way through the line and grabbed whatever they wanted without a care in the world. He wanted to do the same, but that wouldn't be right. It wouldn't be fair. With just a plain tray of chicken sandwiches and milk, he made his way to a free table and took his seat. Setting his tray down, he looked around for his teammates. Too many sounds, scents, and people moving about for him to locate them. Though, as large as Gren and Abel were it shouldn't be too hard to pick them out in a crowd. Shrugging, he decided to start eating without them. Removing the pieces of chicken from between the slices of bread, he clasped his hands together once done. Thanking everyone who were responsible in getting the food he was about to eat to him, he picked up his utensils. Oddly enough, though he was starving at this point, he neatly ate his meal with peculiarly impeccable table manners. As he ate, his golden eyes roamed around hoping to catch a glimpse of the Fox Faunus ladies.. Oh right, he had to do maintenance on his weapons whenever he got the chance. His mind then went down the list of what was required of him to make sure his gear was in top working order. If he had more free time, then maybe he would hit up the gym. That is, if he wasn't too beaten down and exhausted with homework and assignments.
Are...are you all cheating on me...?
I've been part of both this and the other RP for quite some time. xD
Excited. Put simply, that single word was the best and most accurate description of Shiro's expression as he sat on the sidelines observing the sparring matches. Pure, raw, unadulterated excitement. As his fight with Daniel was one of the first matches, he was afforded the wonderful opportunity of witnessing nearly all of the following matches. At first, he was more concerned with the immediate maintenance of his weapons and attempting to sort out exactly how he had won at his match. But, as the fights rolled on he quickly forgot his worries and put his weapons maintenance aside. Procrastinating, he'd care for them later. As he sheathed his weapons and somehow ending up hugging them in his arms, his golden-hazel eyes were drawn to the other sparring matches. His curiosity piqued, interest attracted and gaze held, he sat in silence as he took in the other fights. Gradually, as he sat there quietly and respectfully watching, his energy and excitement levels grew and grew. The longer the fights dragged on, the more one could see the visible changes to Shiro. Starting with his ears and tail, they began to twitch and wag restlessly. His eyes grew big and wide until they caught the light and practically sparkled and gleamed. His face froze with his mouth agape in stunning awe at the abilities of his fellow students. Each of them had their own unique fighting style, each of them had such unique Semblances that made witnessing each fight a fresh and new experience. His excitement at its peak, Shiro was basically having a controlled seizure. He bounced and shook in his seat so violently that the nearby students gave him a wide berth. Fearing that, like a ticking time bomb, he would explode into white and fluffy tiger bits. And 'explode' he did. After Diamond's sound defeat by Mokuren, when it was his teammate Abel's turn to bat, he erupted into bellowing cheers and whoops. Though Abel lost to Robert, it was all still a good show. He was impressed with the fluid and swift blows he dished out. Rayna and Priscilla's fight was the most confusing to him, the forfeiting back and forth at least. He could never understand those who gave up or threw matches. Priscilla's eventual hogtie and 'peep show' ended with Rayna defeating her. The moment Shiro realized what would happen Priscilla's skirt, he politely shut his eyes and covered them with a paw until he was certain she was decent. To spare her at least a little dignity. Victor's defeat by Greyson started to agitate him, he hated the quick and short matches where not much happened. Those fights teased him and only served to draw out his annoyance. Ivan and Merlin's fight was so magnificent that he actually quieted for a short while. The glorious and creative attacks were so awe-inspiring that left Shiro nearly salivating. Marcus' defeat of Geni intrigued him the most. From the whispers of the other students surrounding him, Marcus' main weapon was something akin to a mobile tank that he wasn't allowed to utilize. Armed with only a revolver and his wits, Shiro was intensely impressed by Marcus' victory over Geni with such a large handicap. To be quite honest, for some reason even he couldn't explain, when it was Gren's turn to fight Shiro cheered, hooped, and hollered his loudest. He had no idea that gentle and kind, walking fortress of a man had such a vicious fighting spirit to him. A part of him couldn't help but wonder that he'd witnessed this before. Even though Gren had lost and appeared hurt, Shiro thoroughly enjoyed nearly all of the matches thus far. Once built up, Shiro could hardly contain his joy and jubilation. Loudly yelling and cheering or sometimes even bursting into fits of uncontrollable laughter. A few times the students around him attempted to hush him, to which he responded by making an odd face, sticking his tongue out at them, and blowing raspberries. Eventually, the students just decided to leave the hyperactive Tiger Faunus alone to his glee and merry-making. Checking the time on his Scroll, he saw that there was a little bit left for a few more fights. Thinking about it, he had yet to see Sapphire's match or the one of the few Fox Faunus ladies who caught his eye..Even still, he had the biggest, whitest grin on his face. Giggling and snickering to himself uncontrollably, it was easy to say that Shiro was enjoying himself.
So, any new interesting shows are anime besides RWBY captured anyone's interest?
My wife and I are currently following Death Parade, Durarara x2, Aldnoah Zero S2 (Mostly screaming at the scientific inaccuracies), and Yuri Kuma Arashi (Mostly screaming from losing our minds over this psychotic anime).
Oh Durarara is good, watched that a couple of months ago. Right know I'm finishing up Gurren Lagaan, best anime I have ever watched.
If you like Gurren Lagaan, check out Kill la Kill.
So, any new interesting shows are anime besides RWBY captured anyone's interest?
My wife and I are currently following Death Parade, Durarara x2, Aldnoah Zero S2 (Mostly screaming at the scientific inaccuracies), and Yuri Kuma Arashi (Mostly screaming from losing our minds over this psychotic anime).
Lol...I caught the Dio mudamudamuda! reference and Siegmeyer of Catarina... Onion Knight-san...
We actually may be looking for some new recruits to bring back some life into this RP.
@Guess Who - Actually, I kid. I do rather well in Dark Souls and have only had trouble with invaders twice. Once with someone who one-shotted me with an Ultra Greatsword, and a second time by a hacker. All other invasions I've absolutely decimated my opponent. @Sixsmith - If you ever need anyone to vent/talk to, you're always welcome to PM me. I'm very familiar with friends and co-workers who deal with mental/emotional problems and issues. My wife deals with depression and I have a cognitive dissonance disorder.
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