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"Can we not?"


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7:53 - Her room

Jett was still in her room, she went to bed a little later and her alarm that had snoozed multiple times was blaring like it was nothing but soon her eyes shot open and she pushed herself off the bed and onto her feet as soon as the nightmare hit her. She must have pushed herself with the wind before she was now quite the distance away from where she was sleeping in. She hated waking up to that, and with how frequent it happens she thought she would get used to it by now, she has not. She now started to control her breathing, her eyes darted across to room to see if she really was in no immediate danger. She sighed and went over to that cracked phone and tapped on it multiple times to snooze it. She took the phone and plugged it in the Frankenstein's monster looking stereo system she had made from dumpster diving. As soon as she plugged it in, she just let the shuffle button do its think and landed right on Frat Mouse - Grant Wasserstien. She brushed her hair back and looked at the mirror to see the zombie face that was slathered all over her face, that classic morning face from Cass that she really never grew out of.

It was just an average getting ready session where she was hurrying since getting scolded for being late was not exactly what she needed in the morning, though looking at the time, it looked to be inevitable. She dressed simple, black undershirt, dark blue hoodie, black pants, and white sneakers. She then grabbed her phone and shoved it in her pocket, as she was leaving her room, she made sure to get that one small, drooping braid on the side done before she made it to class. As soon as she was done braiding, she knew she did not exactly have a lot of time to dawdle so she pushed herself forward with her mutation, dashing towards down the halls. Upon missing the door, she slid across the floor and made her way back to the room. She looked at the sign and blinked to make sure this was the right place.

"About to get yelled at... Yay..." She said in an annoyed tone, as soon as she went to reach for the door, the door swung open to see professor Everose and some girl leave. Was she in trouble? Nice, Jett was a little glad to not be the only one getting yelled at today. She looked at Professor Santos and shrugged at him, "Yeah, late again, sorry." With that she went over to her seat, the centre row and by the door.

Time to start the day I guess.


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Hér bíður þín bara dauðinn!

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Hervör Argantyrsson | Saber | Hjörvard | Cursed Shieldmaiden. | Blue team? Red Team? To be decided. (Most likely Red)


Human | Chaotic Neutral | #FF3434 | 188cm | 164 lbs


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Class Skills

"Wielding her father's cursed blade may perhaps be what she is widely known for, but she still excels in other useful skills due to her expanded history."

Magic Resistance A: Grants protection against magical effects. Differing from the Endurance effect that merely rejects Magical Energy, this ability cancels the spells altogether. Cancel spells of A-Rank or below, no matter what High-Thaumaturgy it is. In practice, the Servant is untouchable to modern magi, so it would not be an exaggeration to title the Servant a 'Magus Killer'. Hervor lived in ancient Scandinavia, In the Golden Age of the Vikings. A time and place whose Mystery still permeated the world abundantly, Even long after the end of the Age of Gods. Curses, Magecraft and Phantasmal Beast were part of daily life, primarily for sailors like Hervor and her crew. However, The Daily Coexistence with the Curse of Tyrfing - which she was known to endure better than her own father, Angantyr - Demonstrates a better resilience possessed by Hervor. Therefore, it is natural for her to have a high Rank in this Skill

Riding B : Is a Class Skill of Rider and Saber class Servants, denoting the ability to ride mounts and vehicles. Most vehicles and animals can be handled with above average skill, even vehicles that did not exist in the time period one was alive in, for they are no exception. However, cannot ride the likes of Phantasmal Species such as Monstrous Beasts. Unlike the other Girls of that time, Hervor grew up learning the many areas of the art of combat, among them, Riding. However, she was not fortunate enough to have a legend related to her riding some sort of Monstrous Beasts.


Personal Skills
Mana Burst (Fire) B : Due to the influence of Tyrfing, Hervor is able to cover her weapon in flame, gaining the mana burst skill. As the sword was coated in magic flames and itself has fire properties the rank of the mana burst is high. The fire properties are also the reason why it is always glowing like fire. Tyrfing glows even more when the mana burst is activated.

Viking Tactics B : A composite skill of Berserk and Golden rule. It denotes the pillaging tactics that the Vikings used. The skill also enables him a sort of Haphazard Planning due to their nature where they had unpredictable targets through pillaging. Choosing a target as they went. At this rank, this skill also denotes knowledge of Glíma giving Viking an alternative way of close combat.

Eye of Mind (True) B: Is a heightened capacity for observation, refined through training, discipline and experience. A danger-avoidance ability that utilizes the intelligence collected up to the current time as the basis in order to predict the opponent’s activity and change the current situation. This is not a result of talent, but an overwhelming amount of combat experience. A weapon wielded by none other than a mortal, gained through tenacious training. So long there is even a small chance of victory, this ability greatly improves the chances of winning. Hervor left the village where she was born very early, entering into combat as a Shieldmaiden still very young. From then on she lived from Combat to Combat, from Pillage to Pillage. It really is no exaggeration to say that her life was dedicated to the mettle of the battlefield.

Bravery A: Is the ability to negate mental interference such as pressure, confusion and fascination. It also has the bonus effect of increasing melee damage. Hervor was no doubt a woman of immense Bravery, She never showed fear or weakness in the face of the thing that made even the bravest men run away. Not even when she ventured alone on a cursed island, Nor when the boy begged her to flee, Neither before the ghosts of her ancestors, Not even before a pit of fire. Maybe nothing could frighten this woman.


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є n d u r α n c є: B
α g í l í t ч: B+
m α n α: B
l u c k: B


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Tyrfing : Sverð Dauðans (Anti-Unit) B+ :
"Þú ert dauður!" // "Dauðastund!"

It is the demonic sword Tyrfing. Svalfralmi forced two dwarves to forge a sword with a golden hilt that would never miss a stroke. The sword would never rust or go blunt and would cut through stone and iron as easily as through clothes. The dwarves made the sword, and it shone and gleamed like fire. However, in revenge they cursed it so that it would kill a man every time it was drawn and that it would be the cause of three great evils. They finally cursed it so that it would also kill Svafrlami himself. This is the story of Tyrfing, who ended up in Hervor's hands. Tyrfing is as such a masterpiece of a sword. It is incredibly sharp, even for a noble phantasm as much as barely avoiding it will still make a cut. Not only that, it possessed fire proper that gave hervor the use of mana burst. Which can create devastating blows. However the true point of Tyrfing as a Noble Phantasm is that it's a sword that will never miss. It's a sword that you cannot escape from. It's only in a fight situation. It uses the same principle as Gae Bolg as in it affects causality. However there are conditions for that.

Tyrfing must not be in it's scabbard

It is a blow made with the intention to kill

The enemy must have avoided the strike

Only when those conditions are all assembled will the sword show it's true nature. The sword when this activates moves at impossible angles, signified by turning into a gold beam of light, that always manages to reach its initial target. Even if it's dodged by ducking. The sword will immediately point downwards towards the target without growing or bending and without any movement. This action looks completely normal to onlookers, as if it were already attacking the target, because rather than truly changing its course, it changes the means to match the result simply as an action meant to prove the fact that the blow succeeded. It can only be used against living beings, so it would have no particular effect against inanimate objects like rocks or houses. And can only be avoided through always blocking the sword. If this ability activates then only a luck capable of changing destiny can help. As even fleeing from the stroke doesn't work. Even if a servant gets away from 10m or 20m the sword will follow.

Range : 4-30
Maximum number of targets: 1


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Here she is! Sorry it took awhile!
"Wind, show me where to go."

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Cassandra "Jett" Dietrich | 21 | American - German | She / Her


#60AAFF | Female ♀ | 176cm / 5'8" | 133 lbs


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"I am the wind."
X-Men Code Name Tailwind

Mutations
Cassandra can manipulate the wind around this allows her push and pull herself back and other objects that are light enough to be tossed around by the air. She is also possible to push herself up, although flight maybe possible, she has no learned this skill yes, she has only learned to push herself upwards fast and quick and to float down if she needs to land.
Cassandra is possible to create what is known as cloudburst, a concentrated area of wind (like a tornado) that spherical in shape and stays in an area to flush enemies out or keep them in. It also acts as cover or a vision impairment tool.


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"Get out of my way!"

With Cassandra's stoic and hard headed attitude, she struggles to currently see herself as part of a team, always only looking out for herself and no one else. Jett is witty, unintentionally funny, and most importantly rebellious. Plans have never been her thing and never will be. Although when push comes to shove, Cass knows when to shut up or be put in her place, as hard headed as she is, she will (for the most part) not risk dying or getting anyone killed, because heavens know how many people she has hurt. Even with all of this, Cassandra is very down to earth, heart-felt, and generally an enjoyable person to be around with when she is with the ones she holds dear.

Cassandra's emotions are... Well, very human, sometimes she acts out of anger, acts out of happiness, or acts out in whatever thing she is feeling. As much as she wants to hold it together to keep this stoic, no-care facade, it is not too rare to see her crack a smile every now and then. It is true that she resents life as it is, but sometimes she cannot just pass up the pleasures that life offers. She struggles to keep everything in check, but makes sure that it does not bother anyone else. She lives a life of not burdening anyone with her problems even if it slowly kills her inside. Perhaps this may change? Who knows?


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"You want a villain? I'll give you a villain!"

Cassandra remembers it clear as day, the wind howling in her ears, the sound of houses being ripped apart as the tornado grew to reach the clouds, the entire block destroyed because she could not control herself. The weight of support beams crushing her back as she lay on the ground, the sound of people in pain and disbelief when she caused an entire block to be homeless. She tries her hardest to forget, but it haunts her every time she closes her eyes.

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@Almalthia Nope! New character on it's way!
May I throw my hat in for this?
Is this still open?





"I suppose I should stop thinking about it too much?"

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Her apartment

Cup of tea laid serenely on her desk, next to the bright light of her computer screen was her hand, holding a pen scribbling away at her tablet as she pressed ctrl-z multiple times as she made multiple mistakes of drawing circles. She sighed and put the pen down, leaning back and stretching, letting out a little sound as she did. She took a sip of coffee and looked out the window, her thoughts were all over the place and she hated that, Elise was not the type to have thoughts where she did know how to act.

She then moved her attention back to the screen to see the 80% complete art she was making for Joel's shop, she was pretty happy with the design but the colouring still needed work. As she was about to pick up her pen her phone then buzzed. She picked it up and nearly flinched in her seat after seeing who it was... Aria. She was asking if Elise could come over real quick, Elise quickly stood up from her seat and put on her zip up hoodie and dashed to her neighbor's apartment still in her shorts and socks. She pushed open the door after a follow text came up saying it was open to see the pile of mail behind her door.

"Hey." Said the woman, sitting there in her table, she looked terrible, she looked like she had not smiled in days and that probably was the case.

"You okay? I hadn't-" She was immediately cut off by Aria raising an envelope.

"Could you put this in the mailbox downstairs?" Asked Aria.

Elise blinked and took the envelope from her, "Oh... Uh... Okay sure." She then looked Aria up and down, after taking the envelope from her she watched as she crossed her arms on the table and used them to rest her head, her hair bleeding onto the table. Elise then went over and walked behind her, wrapping her arms around her.

"Life sucks El, I'll tell you about it when I feel like it okay?" Said Aria, her head still down in her own arms.

Elise smiled and nodded back at her, she waved goodbye and walked back to her apartment, it was an address in New York, she was surprised that Aria was still using physical mail, maybe this meant something? Either way, she sent a text over to Ryan


To: Ryan Chef guy 👨‍🍳
From: Elise
Hey!

You think I can claim that sushi you promised or something?



She was going to go out anyway, she needed some fresh air and staying at home working is not always the best thing to do. She dressed up in a white sleeveless top, black pants, white sneakers, and a dark purple zip up hoodie worn in a way that were off both of her shoulders. She then made her way downstairs to put that little bit of mail in the box, she really did wish Aria was okay but she knew Aria is a strong person and she can get through anything.


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