Krayzikk

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@NarayanK @Write @Ryonara @Azereiah @FlitterFaux

”Yeah, I met Estelle.”

It was a pretty odd meeting, both times. Jesus.

”Not in her class, though, but probably see her around.” The younger Nuit seemed a little unsure. Friendly, but kind of unsure. He decided to let the quiet hold a second, mostly because what the fuck was with that purse? Seriously? It was a tiny little thing, proper term’d probably be a clutch. It couldn’t possibly weigh that much… He nudged it casually with his foot but it did not move. Brick walls had more give.

Oh fuck buddy. Either the little Faunus girl had some serious muscle, or Dust fuckery.

Probably Dust fuckery. He’d really have to ask about that.

”Thanks for the heads-up. Would kinda like it if my toes stayed intact.” He laced his hands behind his head, grinning again. ”You’re one of Luke’s teammates, right? He mentioned a new teammate or two. Mind if I ask-”

“Oh, hey. Nah, pull up a seat.” The new arrivals definitely weren’t anyone he’d seen, not one of the tw- three, they were multiplying. He gave the general trio a wave at the wrist before lacing his hands again, and surveying the group. ”I’m Ben. Good to meet you, Ashe. You guys are…?”

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Yeah, it's Sangue. Sorry for the lack of answer. Day off from work so I've been lazy.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

@NarayanK @Write

”Rough morning?”

The Faunus girl currently planted face down on her desk certainly looked like it. Afternoon had just started and something had her down. Maybe lack of sleep, maybe personal issues, who knew.

But she kinda looked like Professor Nuit, from what he could see, and that was reason enough to be kinda curious.

Plus he needed to find somewhere he and Sangue could sit together or she’d be upset and this fit the bill. It wasn’t lost on him that she’d followed him from lunch, and pretty much through all their morning classes. His morning hadn’t actually been that eventful, all things considered, though the way he woke up was different. He’d gotten a pretty good night’s sleep, which he needed after pulling an all-nighter the day before. Results were worth it, but goddamn sleep deprivation was a bitch.

”Hey.” He greeted with a raise of his hand when she looked up, sliding into the chair next to her with a friendly grin. His notebook met the desk with a light thwack, but the noise had nothing on the thunk of Joyous Guard meeting the ground. The shield lay horizontally on the ground behind him, resting against the next tier of desks. Only way to keep it from blocking someone’s view. He patted the seat to his left, making sure Sangue knew she could sit there, before he glanced back over to the Faunus. ”Ben Lloyd. Good to meet you.”

“Don’t suppose you’re related to the new Survival teacher, are you?”

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Cyare Staunton

@Plank Sinatra @Onarax @Expolar

“Just the once,” Cyare clarified, nodding a little. As much as she enjoyed a little recognition, she didn’t want to give Angel the wrong impression. She had fought a Dark Guild alone, but they hadn’t been anything much to speak of. Scary when they were the only ones with magic, not as much when it was a level playing field. If the rune knights present before them had been having difficulty it was entirely possible that this enemy was a few steps up. Still, she squeezed his hand back and gave a faint smile. “Hard to say yet if they’re anything alike.”

“I wouldn’t count them out just because we have numbers, it’s entirely possible there’s a factor we don’t know.” The mage mulled over Rei’s suggestion a moment, nodding a little to herself. If nothing else Rei could scout the fastest, cover the most ground before the marauders had much chance to act. She doubted their arrival the night before had been unnoticed. “That would be a good idea I think, Rei. Take a look around further out, you and Wes can probably get a sense of what we’re dealing with.”

“Angel and I,” She squeezed his hand lightly. “Can patrol the town a little. Help the locals feel better, maybe get an idea of what they know. My magic isn’t too flashy so it shouldn’t cause distress if I have to use it. Ferrara is the most personable one here, he’ll help put them at ease.”

“We should plan to meet back here before noon at the latest to share information. If an attack comes Rei can find us pretty easily, and there’s a decent chance I can neutralize the enemy’s magic if we get close enough. Either way we can come up with a solid plan of action then.”

Persona - Academic Akrasia

Daisuke Miyamoto

"No need. I ain't gotten it to work either."

Let's take 'em down together.

Benkei.

Sitting still wasn't really in him, so he'd gotten up to pace the length of the room ages ago. Kimiko had it handled, so he didn't really bother speaking up either. There wasn't any question for him. If it had happened once, it could happen again. If he let it. They'd won a battle but the war was still going and he wasn't gonna turn away.

He felt a massive hand on his shoulder again, even though he knew it wasn't really there.

"I dunno what to call it. That backup I mentioned, whatever they are, they're not normal either. We brought 'em here." Persona. That was the word he'd heard, before the card appeared. Or maybe he hadn't heard it, maybe he'd just known it, but it wasn't something he'd learned by himself. "Persona's the word I'd pick. Don't really know what else to call a warrior almost twice my height. They're the reason we won. Kimiko's right, I'd be dead a dozen times over without it. But it ain't really an it, either."

The semi-reformed delinquent gripped his shirt by the collar and pulled it up over his head, letting the garment hang loosely from a finger while he turned to show his back. It was pretty clear what he meant, but he pointed at the spot he'd gotten stabbed anyway. Sasori'd made sure it got stitched up after the fight, but it still hurt like a bitch. The wound was pretty small on the surface, but a lot deeper than it looked. He'd gotten a good look at what caused it... When it hit Benkei.

"Ice spike from one of the 'bots. Didn't hit me, hit Benkei. But I got stabbed." He turned to face the group again, giving a rolling shrug of his shoulders. Didn't need to freak Kazou out too much, showing off the places he got hit. He did need to see, though. Not just for the explanation, but to understand it was serious. "Not a genius, but seems to me that if Benkei getting hurt means I do then there's more than a bit of me in him."

"But I haven't been able to do it again. And if the spooks take another shot, and we can't figure out how to bring 'em out... Well, I mean, I got some knuckledusters but that ain't gonna do much."

@Plank Sinatra @Crimmy @Write @Kafka Komedy

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at least you don't have a terrible squad like @Crimmy @HereComesTheSnow @Onarax @Krayzikk that set you up with shows to fuck with you and call them "beginner anime"

whores and liars

sluts and monsters

the whole lot

@Plank Sinatra

he is fine

he's not a fortress

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

@Plank Sinatra @Kaithas @NarayanK @Write

Once upon a time, Ben would've asked why she was searching under the bed then. Or why she'd forgotten all about the weapon she wanted to grab. These little, logical things.

It had only taken a couple weeks to learn such questions were pointless with Lauren.

Whatever he might have said would've been muffled by the midriff in front of his face, anyway, so he didn't bother. He couldn't see, either, so again he didn't bother. Traversing the room with his eyes closed had been something of a safety mechanism for a while, he didn't need any help finding his way over to Lauren's bureau. He gave her shoulder a little squeeze while he walked over, whether to express his exasperation or affection was up to her. Probably a bit of both. He only stopped walking when he could reach out and touch the dresser, electing to lean waaaay back so Lauren could actually reach the drawer without hopping down. It was pretty clear she didn't intend to.

At Amy's comment, though, he twisted his head juuuust enough to be heard when he spoke. His face still wasn't really visible, but it sounded like he was pretty amused.

"Nah, I'm pretty safe in here. First couple days didn't kill me so I'm good. Good effort, though, Desire."

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Cyare Staunton

@Plank Sinatra @Onarax @Expolar

"You get used to Rei."

A little shrug came with the comment, an acknowledging glance directed Wes' way. Cyare picked up her own plate as soon as it touched the counter, just slowly enough to try and camouflage how hungry the smell made her. No need to seem hasty. She settled back into her chair with a long drink from her mug and, as soon as she set it down to free up a hand, a large bite from her BLT. What had been a little smile widened to a bigger one with a second bite, and another look directed Angel's way. The cook got an atypically enthusiastic nod, given that her mouth was a little full, and a thumbs up.

"Great work, Rei, Ferr-" She stopped short when the door opened, head swiveling to take in the scene. Her eyebrows went up a little at the mayor's appearance and demeanor, but she nonetheless listened politely while he began to speak. Patiently. She'd get the chance to get a word in edgewise, if he ever stopped talking.

When he jabbed a finger in her friend's direction, though, her smile turned brittle. The Tactical Mage watched him walk out without a word.

"Not much sense in patrolling until we get details on the situation." The musings were level, betraying little of the underlying irritation, but had lost a little of their cheer. She jerked her food in the vague direction of the door before taking another bite to raise her spirits. "I took a look around, few blocks around the inn. Layout of the town is pretty simple. What do we know about these marauders?"

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Anything else? Like is there an established NPC that runs it, or other important information?

@Crimson Raven

There's an Armory professor, Chatsworth if I remember correctly.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

@Plank Sinatra @Kaithas @NarayanK @Write

A lot of things happened at once, and the Cap was torn in a whole lot of directions.

The first was the low chuckle, unvoiced but instead rumbled in his chest. Karma really was a bitch. He gave Lauren’s father a long-suffering look with a sheepish shrug, and with reluctance, broke eye contact to survey the scene.

If the big Vacuan wanted to have words about it, alright. But it was time for Cap to restore some order.

“Ms. Nuit,” He greeted with a little wave, deciding to address the foreign element first. Lauren and Amy were familiar, the owl Faunus wasn’t. Deal with the variable first. The smile on his face turned a little wry, eyes drifting again over the scene. “Not interrupting at all. Good to meet you, actually. Not sure I’m in your class, but some suggestions might be helpful sometime. Surival is pretty important, y’know.”

“And I’m sure Lauren,” Pivot of focus, addressing the most pressing issue now. “Will be glad to get you your card. In just a sec.”

His best friend was not pleased. Not with that attempt to get away, and the mournful singing mostly muffled by the bed above her. And especially not with being caught in between the two Faunus girls. Her schemes were collapsing in on her in the worst way. As much fun as it was to see, and as much as this was definitely a bed of her own making (heh)...

Let’s see if I can’t bail you out this time, babe.

“Amy? Maybe not the time, huh?” The light pat on her wrist was pretty instructive, but just for good measure blue eyes met blue and an almost imperceptible incline of his head indicated the teacher and parents in the room. ”Handle it a later.”

Whether she got the message or not, his teammate was gonna have to let go in a minute. Lauren’s predicament didn’t exactly leave a lot in the way of handholds, but he crouched a little and got a grip on one of her (kicking) ankles and turned his full attention patiently to her. The chuckle did make it out, this time, if only quietly.

”And you.” Ben pulled her out from under the bed in one smooth, leisurely motion, giving his friend an amused look as she stopped mid lyric. You owe me. He let go of her ankle and crossed his arms instead, smile widening a little. ”Hey, babe. We’ve got visitors.”

“And that’s the wrong end of the bed for what you’re lookin’ for.”