Lady Seraphina

Academy 218: Still looking for new people to join - now is the primetime.

Okay I really love this RP but at the moment my life is too busy for me to be able to keep up with the pace it moves at. I am really sorry but I think I'll have to back out. It might become possible at a later date for me to return once my situation settles down a bit so I'd really appreciate it if you didn't have Lucy eaten or lose her leg or something but I suppose that really is up to you.

MetaOps - Project: God Complex

Can we have a bit of a timeskip, like a couple of days. Gloria needs time to recover.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Look over the OOC more closely. I gave up the role of mission commander for the Team MODA group awhile back. I'm not the person to ask.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

That is, if Sapphire didn't murder him first.

@harinezumikouken

Now to kill him before or after the mission, decisions, decisions.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Here comes the sun du du du du.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Praise be for I have posted.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Sapphire Rode - Assembly Hall

Sapphire was surprised at how well her first week of school actually went. Of course as her rib was still healing she couldn't take full advantage of either Combat or Physed Class but she did as best she could. In Combat if she lost it was only narrowly and despite the teacher's warnings Sapphire pushed herself as hard as she could without breaking bones in Gym. The other classes were somewhat easier. Sapphire had a knack for remembering obscure details so history became something of a talent of hers. She still struggled with math but at least she understood the concepts. Armory was fun enough though their was somewhat of a lack of creating new weapons as of yet. The place where Sapphire really ran into trouble was Music class.

When Sapphire picked her classes before she even arrived at Beacon there was a very minimal description of exactly what would be going on in the classrooms. Most of them such as Combat were fairly self explanatory. Music was one of those classes that could easily have used a lengthy description. Sapphire had chosen it in the hopes of improving her ability to sing and play the fiddle but that was clearly not what the teacher had in mind.

The teacher had some very definite ideas about music class that focused much more on the group then the individual. The way the class was structure it was a Band, not a music class. If the class had been labeled symphonic band on the admissions forms Sapphire would have opted for something else. The teacher had attempted to force Sapphire to replace her knowledge of the violin with playing the Double Base and no matter the visual similarities between the two instruments they were nothing alike. Sapphire was not the only one the teacher had attempted to alter. Ivan played the piano which the teacher told him did to appear in symphonic band that often and she had more or less written off Priscilla because her musical talent was singing. It wasn't like there was somewhere else for the girl in pink to go, the school didn't have a choir.

Sapphire's annoyance at the music teacher aside the week had gone by pretty well. Now today was there first mission as a team. Though she never would have admitted it to anyone, save maybe her little sister Sapphire was scared they were not ready. Shiro was too impulsive, Abel had a dangerous tendency to doubt himself and Gren didn't like taking orders. Sapphire had chosen a B rank mission without the option of backup in the hopes that it might solidify the team, having no one to rely on, no one but each other.

The morning of, Sapphire met up with her teammates in the hall to listen to the speech. It didn't exactly show on the outside but Sapphire took in very little of the actual words because she was busy running scenario after scenario in her head. Thinking of options, problems, and as usual worst case scenarios.

After it was done Sapphire became aware of Shiro's growing enthusiasm as he grabbed Gren in something akin to a pounce and started shouting in excitement about their first mission. From the level of his voice any onlooker would have thought he was a ten year old who'd woken up Christmas morning to find his siblings still sleeping.

Next Shiro jumped from Gren to Abel wrapping himself around the larger boy in a huge hug. Sapphire tapped the bracelets on her wrist activating both Morpheus and Phobator. If he tried to do that to her Sapphire had no hesitation about stabbing him in a non vital area even if it meant going on today's mission one man short.

The moment came when Shiro was about to do the same thing to Sapphire but apparently his short circuiting brain realized he'd forgotten some of his equipment and ran back to the dorms to fetch his stuff. Idiot, he should have been prepared. Sapphire had brought all of her weapons, two of which she now collapsed back into bracelets. She also had plenty of dust rounds and ammunition and something akin to the to-go back she kept under her bed just in case they were trapped on the island for multiple days.

Oswald came up and greeted them laughing at Shiro's behavior. Sapphire likely would have found it more amusing had Shiro not been her teammate, her responsibility. As it was though she didn't see too much harm in letting Oswald spike Shiro's drink. Might even be funny as long as he didn't hurt himself. Oswald gave Swansong an old hunter's good luck. Sapphire responded to it with the customary fair well that her father had taught her. "May your battles be glorious and your enemies run in terror, I wish you well."

With Oswald gone both Gren and Abel turned toward the airship leaving Sapphire in the assembly hall. For a moment she was offended before realizing something. Her agitation all morning had been enough to activate her semblance without her realizing it. Shiro must have been present when it turned on and his heightened senses helped him keep track of her whether he was aware or not. Shiro's abilities may not be able to render her semblance null but if he was there when she turned them on it was very difficult to shake herself from his perception. Oswald on the other hand Sapphire couldn't be sure about. Her gift was not exactly well defined but best as she could tell Oswald could see her because he had been looking for her, because he wanted to see her for no other reason than that.

Sapphire smiled a bit, the thought comforting her before she mentally deactivated her semblance and followed her teammates outside. "Alright team, assuming Shiro gets here in time we'll be setting off in the next ten. Remember we don't know what we're walking into and we have no external support so keep calm and vigilante. This isn't the kind of thing we can slack off on."

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Give me a minute.

Academy 218: Still looking for new people to join - now is the primetime.

The GM has a character who has a fire spirit... bonded to his soul or something which grants him fire abilities. So he might be fine with it but you'd have to ask.

MetaOps - Project: God Complex

Dr. Malcolm Blackwood - MetaOps Medical Division

Dr. Malcolm Blackwood was MetaOps' leading physician and somewhat of an expert on metahuman genetics and biology. This was of course because he himself was a metahuman. When he was first approached by MetaOps it had been to join the initial strike teams they were putting together when MetaOps was first commissioned. It was soon found out that Malcolm lacked a number of skills necessary to function in a unit. The ability to take orders or rely on others chief among them. He requested a transfer to the medical division as he had been studying to be a doctor before being enlisted. Several years later he ascended the ranks to Chief Surgeon. His ability was telekinesis and spatial sense which gave him an advantage when diagnosing patients and performing complex surgeries.

Dr. Blackwood watched the at mishmash of a creature enter his infirmary carrying two bodies on his back. Blackwood was not impressed. He knew the creature to be a member of MetaOps newest strike team and perfectly capable of understanding English. "Are you mentally deficient?" He asked looking Chimera up and down. "Even a civilian knows that transporting someone severely injured on..." as this point Malcolm gave a noise of disgust as he looked at Chimera's back, the way it bounced slightly every time he moved. "...such a surface could easily cause even greater harm."

Malcolm gave both girl's a once over. One of them was unmistakably dead but being familiar with the files of MetaOps newest recruits Blackwood was aware that she wouldn't stay that way for long. The doctor snapped his fingers. "Someone find her a comfortable bed, repairing an entire skeletal structure must be undecidedly painful. She needs a safe place to wake." Then Blackmore turned to the other one. She had pale skin and gold hair. From her file Malcolm knew her name to be Gloria. She was the one he had to worry about.

Two nurses helped Malcolm shift Gloria onto a small flat gurney for transport to one of the operating tables where Gloria could be scanned and properly diagnosed without doing more damage. She was placed face down on the operating table because of the very obvious gashes in her shoulder blades.

A scan reveled no skeletal, spinal or brain trauma which was a relief. Most of her wounds appeared to be superficial. Her right arm appeared to have something akin to a burn running from her forearm all the way down the entire length of her arm. The skin was red and angry but completely smooth. Her finger prints on that hand looked to have been destroyed. "Nurse get the burn salve, a lot of it." The next thing to look at was the cuts made to her back. They were nasty, not so much done with a knife as some sort of hook. Her flesh hadn't been cut but torn. She'd lost a significant amount of blood from both wounds, it had dripped down her back, dried and crusted on her uniform. It was amazing that she'd been able to function with damage like this, the girl must have an impressive pain tolerance.

Malcolm cut away Gloria's shirt from her back before he went about dealing with the wound. First he disinfected it and cleaned it of dried blood and dead tissue before starting to stitch it. Each wound required six stitches. Past that there was very little Dr. Blackwood could do. Aside from minor bumps, scraps and bruises Gloria was simply exhausted. He started her on an IV drip to ensure that she stayed hydrated and instructed a nurse to inform him the moment she regained consciousness. His work complete Blackwood returned to Chimera who seemed to have a concussion. He brought with him a set of scrubs for the boy to wear having no other clothing in the infirmary.

"Retake your human form, I need to take a look at your head."

As he did this the doctor began to speak. "You know back when MetaOps was first created I was recruited for the very job you hold now. It wasn't my place in the world as you can probably see but from what I remember you are supposed to have each other's backs. The girl lying unconscious on that table is what we refer to as a Phase-Shifter. She can alter the quantum frequency of her molecules in order to change the impact she has on solid matter. Aside from the gashes in her back most of her injuries can be explained by extreme over extension of her abilities. She literally burned her fingerprints away phasing through something with a charged electric field. Now please enlighten me, how it is that Gloria is over there with the very real possibility that she may never regain consciousness and all you received was a bump on the head?"