Raijinslayer

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

@chukklehedYe. besides, Silme's probably right in that Azu will get some sense of satisfaction/vinidication over him not having his gear with him, even if it's a much less malicious emotion then he's likely imagining.

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

@chukklehedEhhh, somewhat, but even he'd be able to tell at a glance that he's on an island and the objective is not. Besides, him running off while everyone else is gathered up and gone leaves me kinda SoL from a plot perspective.

[Reboot]Ｔｅｒｒａ ＿ ｒ：Ｅｖｏｌｕｔｉｏｎ[Cyberpunk]

*pokes head in*
*drops in interest*
@SmileyJaws I do have a question tho. Are A. I. characters allowed? I would think so, but I want to be certain, and if so, how would I handle Augmentations?

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

@tobiaxPost has been fixed, so now Rageboi is silently raging in place.

My Hero Academia: Evolution

Isabelle

Isabelle calmly sat through the commotion the rest of her class was making, intent to simply sit back and observe for the most part. When their teacher came in, however, Isabelle immediately straightened up in her seat, the woman's diminutive stature being what alerted her to the person she was dealing with first and foremost above all else. Her father had often told her stories about Knightmare back when the two of them had attended Isshin. Her father had also mentioned how he expected her to have grown at least a foot or so since they had last seen each other, but from where Isabelle was currently standing, that didn't seem to be the case.

Even with her lack of height, however, the Pro hero quickly and effectively made her presence known, quickly quieting the classroom, as well as seeking to put one of the more active troublemakers in his place. This demonstration of authority was soon followed, after a bit of Q and A with the top student Amuro, by an explanation of the seating system present within the class and what was expected of them because of it. The top were expected to never rest on their laurels, while the bottom was prodded to prove their worth quickly or find themselves left behind. A vicious and unforgiving sentiment that the school was known for, it still proved no less nerve-racking for Isabelle, ranked 8th in the total rankings of the class. A scoring far below what she desired or could find even remotely acceptable.

Once Knightmare had finished her speech, Isabelle considered asking about what the rest of the day would hold for them, but after some thought, felt it was an unnecessary question. She would likely start the days activities soon enough, so trying to prod the issue along with dumb questions would likely only serve to irritate her, as it was clear that Knightmare was not a patient woman. And so Isabelle waited, the only thing betraying the anxiety that was currently gnawing away at her soul being the relentless shaking of her legs, bouncing in place as a way to work off some of the nervous energy she felt building up inside of her.

@Inkarnate

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

@tobiaxhmmm? But i thought mission was the village, not the island?

Edit: So Sanus is the continent that Vale and Vacuo are on, with Vytal being near Vale. Didn't know that, so bad on me. But wouldn't it have been better to say it's not far from Vytal, as that would better give the impression it's not om the island. Saying it's not far from mission gave me the impression, at least, that the destination was on the island.

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

@chukklehed I mean, that would be true . . . if he considered himself Atlesian, which he doesn't. To Silme, his only identifications are that of a Faunus and a Huntsman. Call him an Atlesian, and he's like to curse you out. Like, he could say all that, but for him, being human and Atlesian comes with all those connotations anyway, so the term has become shorthand to him for those traits.

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

@LemonsYep.

@chukklehedI assume that there are a good dral of Atlesian Faunus who aren't really fans of Atlesian humans, since Atlas is the racism capital of the world. Silme doesn't really rip national pride, plus it's another distancing mechanic for him.

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

Posted. Rageboi be raging towards the objective. What is this "teamwork" that you speak of? Sounds like it's something for losers.

Flames of Vytal : Hunter's Mettle [High Casual] [World of Remnant]

Silme Raana

This is what i get for trying to be fuckin' patient for once. Goddamn Old-ass bastard of his blacksmith and his stupid hearing-impaired ass!!!!

Silme seethed internally as his Scroll started to buzz, already knowing what the tell-tale ring meant and feeling less than prepped for the job. Not only was he still irritated from his defective weapon giving him a goddamn migraine, but with his meeting with Azu out of the blue, his mood had been very much soured. Looking around, he was certain that the other Huntsman and Huntresses would be eager to set out, and the last thing that he needed while on the hunt was company. However, after this repair, he was going to need more than a little Lien, and thus, he couldn't afford to be left out of this hunt . . . or be the last one to arrive at the destination. He did a quick rundown of the info, making sure everything was in order, before picking his bag and tossing his gauntlets inside. Jogging up to the counter after some tall ass white haired chick left it(Probably a fuckin' Atelesian), Silme slammed his bag down onto the counter, soon followed by all the Lien he currently had on him. Silme spoke quickly, with only the faintest bits of restraint holding him back from yelling at the man.

"Look, like I was trying to tell you earlier, my gear is busted. If you could fix it, great, deduct the cost from the card. Or take all of it. Whatever floats your damn boat as long as this gets fixed by the time I come back from this job." Shoving the gear and Lien towards the man(but not before pocketing as many of vials of dust as he could), Silme turned around to the exit, wanting to leave it at that. While less than wise to leave his gear unattended, he was confident he'd be bale to track his shit down if any low-life thought it was worth taking. Right now, he just need to get the repairs at least possibly out of the way so he could focus on his curent job. that being said, Silme couldn't resist letting his frustrations with the old geezer slip out just a tad as he made his way out the doorway. "Also, it might do to invest in some goddamn hearing aids while you're at it.

With that business concluded, one way or another, Silme focused on the group forming in front of the store, Azu and the giantess from before. As much as Silme wanted to go it on his own, he had no way of leaving the island by himself. He'd come here on a airship commissioned by the Academy, and it's not like he could just take it out where ever he wanted. As such, he would have to settle with hanging around with them, at least until they were on the mainland. After that, he'd likely ditch them, trusting he could move better by himself then they could in a group in order to reach the job location faster.

With this plan in mind, Silme skulked over to the group, doing his best to put on as neutral an expression as he could manage, which shifted somewhat between boredom and apathy as he regarded the two.

"If you've got a ride of this fuckin' rock, then I guess I can lend a hand. All I'd be doing otherwise is twiddling my thumbs." As he spoke, the wolf faunus cast his gaze over his two 'companions'. The giantess was, well, a gigantic woman, not quite towering over him, but definitely beating him out in the height department, not to mention the fact that she looked like she could dead lift an Ursa without breaking a sweat. His gaze fell to hr gauntlets, the bulky armaments looking as if they probably added some deadly kick to what was likely an already powerful punch. Honestly, she seemed to be the opposite of what he'd come to expected from Atelesians, but he doubted that she was truly any different then any other.

Speaking of expectations, when his gaze shifted over to Azu, he couldn't help but feel a shadow of a frown from making it's way to his face as he remembered their previous interaction. While some part of Silme, the part that remembered how Azu had been quite a diligent,if overly-serious, tutor of sorts(perhaps even a friend) to him in his early years at Atlas, the majority of his mind couldn't help but fabricate an offense from the action, taking it as deliberate blow to his pride that she had thought him needing her damn charity. The fact that he was going into a Hunt without his gear was certainly not going to escape the girl's notice, and he was certain that behind any pretense of concern or care that she might pretend to express over that matter, that she simply laughing at him from behind those insufferably blue eyes. Just the thought of it was enough to get Silme's teeth grinding, though he did his best to keep his cool. That being said, as was often the case, his faunus features clearly gave away his current emotional state, as the ears atop his head were currently laid flat against his head, a clear sign of irritation or anger for anyone who has been around faunus for any significant amount of time.