Lonewolf685

War Notes

@Bushman501

No, the cadets were sent on a mission that did entail entrenched defenses or ambush against superior numbers, IE, no reason to bring those sorts of explosives. And that's not even questioning the feasibility of making those in the first place with the available technology of the times, because there certainly isn't the time to do that in any safe manner.

War Notes

If this was Sci Fi I'd say go Battlestar Galatica vernacular, but for fantasy...Hmm, actually, with how much I see Regina cursing in the future, just go with Galactica. Fuck is Frack, everything is else is fine. Swearing 'My God' is 'By the Imperator!' etc.

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@Inner Demon

It's been more out of neccessity given this round of War has been exceptionally fast. I mean, it's basically been like six to eight posts a day and the whole thing is nearly finished in a week.

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Leblanc Farris

[[ Location : Enemy Encampment]]

Her expectations were subverted in two substantial regards, and Leblanc was pleased to find neither of them were due to the fault of the cadets trailing in her wake. First was the unexpected escape of what appeared to her to be captured cadets if there Vassals and antipathy to their captors war anything to go by, the second was a monster infinitely more threatening then the flock of Rocs they'd encountered the day before.

She'd stiffened in the shadows and fell to a knee with a cry drowned out by the monster's own as her attuned hearing came back to bite her with a disorienting flare of pain. By some small miracle there were ample cadets crawling out of the woodwork to confront the clear and present danger before them, and thus it seemed to have no reason to target her in a moment's weakness. That was all she needed to gather her wits about her and adjust her senses for the frantic cacophony of combat, unwilling to expose herself to such a blunder in the future. As she rose from the dirt her hand brushed across a loose brick, fallen from it's brethren and chipped at the corners, yet still sporting an oddly satisfying weight to it. With the air soon to fill with arrows, bolts, and musket balls it would have been the height of stupidity to dart in with her knives and hope to dodge both the enemy and ally with impunity.

A harsh kick to the decrepit masonry knocked loose several more in what Leblanc took in the way of ammunition, and she rose to full height with brick in each hand. Her body twisted as though a screw, arms whirling and embracing herself with near impossible dexterity, only to unwind with a snap and hurl her impromptu projectiles as though shot-puts aimed at the creature's bulging neck.

Saint Hirst Academy [10/12 Slots]

Sorry for the unforgivable lapse in posting on my part. I have no valid excuse but I'll try to be exceedingly more prompt in the future.

Saint Hirst Academy [10/12 Slots]

Hildr Reinhardt

"Dana, do I need to remind you of the severity with which I could punish you for that stunt?" Rufie remarked suddenly, drawn from her silent fermentation of anger with the passage of time sapping her vigor one iota at a time, till she could muster the wherewithal to face the smirking blonde beside her without first attempting to unhinge her jaw and snap it around Dana's neck. "Anyone else and I'd have them scrubbing the wash spaces with a toothbrush for the entire first semester, but I suppose you'd take some pleasure from that. Somehow...."

Eyes flickering to the dangling deviant lounging on Dana's back, a shadow of smirk brought levity to her countenance at long last. "But such punishment would keep you two apart, so instead I'll be making some adjustments to your living quarters. It's only fair after you went about raiding my own. I'm certain you won't mind having to share a single's mattress with our good, good friend Blake."

Pleased with herself at having given Blake a creative outlet and Dana more then she'd like to handle, Rufie disposition brightened to an almost glowing degree of bliss and feet carrying them off to the delights of delicacies only such a refined institution could consider a worthy meal for fledgling minds and bodies, she lead them to a meal already in progress.

Elsewhere, outside the wandering eyes of merrily mingling students, the faculty were hard at work addressing the ceaseless landslide of scholastic minutia destined to accumulate ever higher with the coming days with the gusto of drunkards approaching a tightrope. That was to say, Boss being the preeminent exemption to this statement, and seated along the desk across from her with a pile of notes, forms, and mass bundles of scribbling a lawyer's baleful curse upon the world of man, was Hildr perched as though ready to throw the lot of it through a window.

"This job is too romanticized." She opined with a weary exhale and slash of her quill, a paper shuffled in the same manner which with Boss could have moved two. "You come here looking to shape minds and guide all these young ladies into the world at large, only to get buried in paperwork before we even start grading their homework. Maybe I should have gone for a smaller, regional school so I don't have to deal with the nightmare of foreign embassies inquiring about the safety of every foreign national. Gah!"

Her head met the blessedly cool wood of the desk with a largely ignored fan fare, most too engrossed in their own imminent suffering to be concerned for theatrics.

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@BCTheEntity

you don'y have to ask permission.

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@Banana

Given the Machina outnumber Angels and Demons combined, we don't need to state which we'd rather see used.

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Suparna is sitting this one out, so I'm just using Ananta in the happy verse.

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@Banana

Just a quick reminder.

Truncating 'Angel of Death' to Angel can get rather confusing in the future. Just a reminder when there are so many that could qualify as fighting on the side of the angels.