Psyker Landshark

Iris Ascendis

Iraleth Kyrios

Of course it wasn't going to be as simple as just asking for a damned room change. Small wonder all the other girls had come out either shaken or distressed. To have one's inner emotions shouted out for the entire room to see was no small thing, but Iraleth barely raised an eyebrow as the scroll went over Ciara first. Selfishness, eh? Her reasoning was decent, and it had to be made with some amount of truth to not instantly trigger another emotion from the scroll. That, or the girl was an utter master at controlling herself. Doubtful.

The scroll passed over Iraleth, and she narrowed her eyes as she beheld the two words that were etched.

Exhaustion. Suspicion.

Well, little to it but to explain herself. Lying would be unseemly, and as she'd just thought, the scroll would likely pick up on any attempt at deception.

"I'm half-dead on my feet and overdue for seeing a healer." She ground out in regard to the first half before continuing on. "And I have little faith in several people. Chloe most of all. Even if her Ethos inflicted only temporary effects, I found her attitude disgusting and doubt she wouldn't wither anyone she roomed with on a whim." A thought crossed her mind just then. She didn't have to wait to be rested if Ciara did turn out to be dangerous. There was an Undermage, of all people, in the room with them. Best to rip off the bandage now.

"Moreover, while Ciara has proved herself worthy enough with her actions thus far, her magic does bring up cause for concern. I am more than aware not every user of shadow magics is an Umbralist, but better to trust and verify. If my suspicions prove themselves correct, well, better to have two pairs of eyes watching her than one."

A barely apologetic shrug in both Ciara and Hildegunde's direction.

"The Apocalypse's leftovers destroyed my childhood and took the lives of everyone I knew up until that point. I would prefer not to be caught off-guard again, lest others suffer as I have. For what it's worth, I do hope that these thoughts amount to nothing concrete in the end."

@Estylwen @Sifr

The Envenomed: Military Science Fiction Deniable Operations

Salvator Rasch

Salvator ducked down behind cover as the armored trooper began his salvo of return fire, reaching for his bandolier of bioslugs and quickly reloading. Alright, things were going well. The power armor was staggering, and the automata were disrupted. Time to finish the job. He prepared to pop back out to fire again, but the team's shared datanet reported the head of the power armor trooper bursting like a grape. Even better.

The ZRF troopers were at least adept enough to scythe through Civsec, and Salvator let them take point in cleaning up, only taking shots at obvious targets of opportunity as he swapped back to his carbine. He and the other Envenomed agents had already done the heavy lifting, anyways.

And then the gunship opened fire.

"Christ in the Void, it's one thing after another!" He groused out loud as he dashed for cover once again, letting the minigun barrage pass over his head while the ZRF called for support once again.

"Solid copy, we're on it! Keep your people's heads down!" Salvator responded over comms before swapping to the squad's internal channel.

"Right, people, you heard them. We're in the middle of an armed camp, they've got to have MANPADS lying around somewhere. Find them, and we'll blow that eyesore out of the sky. Echo, only engage with the Warform if it's not at risk of return fire, we can't risk losing it to the gunship!"

With that said, he started running an active scan with his armor's sensors, looking for any surface-to-air launchers to ping to the rest of the squad.

@Vietmyke

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

Renar Hagen

The impromptu spar ended with Elias in the dirt, and Renar moved to help him up. His other hand rested his training sword on his shoulder, and he prepared to start critiqueing his younger brother, only for Serenity to beat him to it. Well, it wasn't as if anything he was going to say was different from what she was telling him right this moment. Once she finished, Renar simply shrugged at Elias, a lopsided grin on his face.

"Well, she saved me a good bit of trouble there. I've little more to add beside that. You've still improved since last year, though. Sir Klein's teaching you something, at least."

Elias nodded, paying thorough attention to Serenity's critique before he responded, handing his wooden sword off to his elder brother as he did so.

"I'll endeavour to keep all that in mind, Dame Serenity." He bowed his head briefly before responding to her question. "As for cross-training, Sir Klein has me working on all of the knightly weapons in turn. I've shown the best results with a sword, though."

"We can go over this later, brother." Renar set the training weapons back onto the rack, glancing back. "The sun will be setting soon, and we've dinner and beer to look forward to. Apologies, Dame Serenity." A brief shrug.

"As it turns out, one can tire of gourmet dinners at times."

@ERode

Iris Ascendis

Iraleth Kyrios

Chloe's victims recovered almost immediately after Iraleth had taken her out of commission? Good. It meant she'd been right to leave the girl alive. Moreover, it made Chloe's actions far less insane, knowing that the effects were temporary. There were enough students already with an immense lack of care for their peers, with abilities to match. The haughty bitch still may not have been a decent person by any means, but at least she hadn't crippled dozens for life. One concern off her shoulders.

Iraleth sideeyed Ciara as she uttered her answer, wondering just what exactly the girl meant. She valued her truces? What, was she under the impression that she'd be balancing out the weaker faction? Judging by their performances today, the upper hand between factions would be decided by whom Leuvalt, and to a lesser degree, Bronsteel, chose to join, much to her chagrin. Hopefully, neither chose to join the Shield of Nero. Though the chance that Iraleth would get what she wanted was miniscule.

In the meantime, it seemed the queue had finally gotten to them. All the fire had gone out of those two feuding girls, in just three minutes? Concerning.

"Unfortunate for you." She commented before the girl with the dagger left. "Still, try not to kill each other, yes?"

As the three entered the office, Iraleth took a seat, raising an eyebrow at the woman's symbol of title. An Undermage, just to manage a pack of teenage girls? Albeit, ones with immense magical ability or potential. In that light, it was more reasonable. Though Iraleth was under the assumption that most among this woman's rank would have thought the posting beneath them.

After Ciara spoke, Iraleth chimed in with her piece, though the shadow witch had already gone over the important parts.

"We realize we're asking for forgiveness rather than permission, but at the very least, we're not threatening a fight. Unlike half of the line before us." The last bit was delivered dryly. "Ciara and I would very much prefer having Hildegunde room with us, though. We did fight alongside each other in the auditorium earlier." That, and leaving Hildegunde to deal with Chloe would be tantamount to torture, if the bridge had been any indication.

@Estylwen @Sifr

Iris Ascendis

Iraleth Kyrios

Iraleth watched on impassively as Ciara simply used her magics to facilitate moving Hildegunde's bed straight over. Well. That saved her the trouble of seeing if she still had the strength remaining to do it herself. Every flash of pain as she moved towards the line reminded her that she really ought to go about heading for that clinic sooner rather than later, but there was little point to not sorting this matter out while she was still here.

The fact that enough girls had issues enough already to try to switch roommates already was disconcerting. And here Iraleth had thought their case would have been unique. She hadn't lived in communal housing ever since her father had taken her in, but given how much of her education had been with the church, she was more than aware that this sort of nonsense wouldn't have been tolerated at any church housing or abbey. As the girl with the dagger spoke to the trio, Iraleth deigned to answer her question after the other two had seemingly brushed her off.

"The opposite. We're hoping to let her," A brief gesture to Hildegunde. "Move in to our room with us. She was assigned with the girl that had been prematurely ageing everyone on the bridge." A brief glance around, now that she thought of it. "Come to think of it, how are her victims faring? I left almost immediately after defeating her, believing that the faculty would handle things."

Whatever the girl's response was, Iraleth turned back towards Ciara and Hildegunde in turn as the subject of factions was brought up. She simply shrugged when Ciara implied she was choosing to join the Shaktan faction. It wasn't as if she'd be angry at the fact.

"Why was I quick to choose? Vaal Nero is my home. I could hardly decide not to join the corresponding faction, now could I? In truth, I care little for these hypothetical divisions. No doubt the faculty wish to breed competition among us, but I only care for the symbolism on a personal level. Choose as you wish, though I can only hope to not be saddled with...certain people."

A glance towards the front of the line. It was rapidly shortening, which meant their time to stand before the head advisor was soon. Best to prepare to make their case, then.

@Estylwen @Sifr

Iris Ascendis

They said the name of the thing, in the thing! Holy shit bro!

I clapped

Iris Ascendis

Iraleth Kyrios

Once everyone had exchanged contacts, Iraleth followed after the other two girls into the carriage, trying to conceal her limp as best she could. She was somewhat familiar with Wingram's surrounding locale, given its proximity to the city. Her father had used the area as a base to work out of on training trips and patrols he'd taken her on, so most of the scenery was familiar, even if the new buildings weren't. A trip to the clinic was definitely in order once she could muster up the energy to.

The byplay between Bronsteel and the principal was somewhat interesting, but Iraleth's particular well of empathy for the boy was bordering on empty after how he'd conducted himself. The administration had even confirmed that he'd gone well beyond his assigned role with his actions. A few more hits to the back of the head wouldn't go amiss for him, really.

___

Was this a joke? Iraleth stared disbelievingly at the room assignments, looking between herself and who she now knew to be Ciara. She had been actively considering the necessity of killing the girl, and now she had to room with her?! By Astra, this was cruel.

The paladin forced her gaze from Ciara for the moment to Hildegunde, matching her gaze with a wince when she saw who the markswoman was paired with. Alright. Well. Iraleth certainly could have gotten a worse roommate. At least she hadn't nearly set the shadow witch ablaze. In light of that, Ciara's offer for Hildegunde to join their room assignment was practically saintly. She wasn't exactly opposed to the idea, herself. Rooming with Ciara alone was slated to be immensely awkward. A third person in the room would help alleviate things. Hopefully. This had better be allowed.

"...I'm not opposed to the idea, and I especially wouldn't blame you for accepting, considering who you'd be moving away from." Iraleth offered her two coppers. "If you're concerned over space, I don't keep many possessions. Only what I need to maintain my armor and weapons, some scripture, and the bare necessities."

A brief glance around the area. Was there anyone to speak to about this?

"We ought to find the head of the dormitory and request permission. After all, I doubt Chloe will be averse to having a room to herself."

@Estylwen @Sifr

The Lion's Banner: A Fire Emblem-Inspired Anime Fantasy RP

Kayliss Lambert

"You may find the nature of your enemies changing with each success in the field." Kayliss advised, remembering the nature of a good number of her targets. While she had been on a need-to-know basis, the nature of her work meant that discovering the deeds and motivations of some of her targets was inevitable. Thus, the nature of court politics and influence was very well known to a Crownsblade.

"Something to keep in mind. Victory will breed rivals and those who fear your influence. Those who value their own well-being above the nation's will seek to tear you down. When that day comes, remember your options." She said simply, returning to an at ease stance.

"As ever, I remain at your disposal. By your leave, my lady." She said, awaiting dismissal. When Velvetica did grant her leave to depart, Kayliss would be gone in the blink of an eye. More inscrutable Crownsblade tricks.

@VitaVitaAR

Iris Ascendis

No healers unless this operates on video game logic. Hildegunde's got food on her :P

@Sifr

get hit
stop time
eighty wheels of cheese

That said, Iraleth can also heal herself, she's just exhausted and half dead.

Iris Ascendis

This reminds me, with all the kids that got fucked up on the run to the auditorium, there any healers on call? Iraleth is still extra crispy