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Moss stood calmly as the wind from the full, powerful kick rustled Moss's hair as the boot suddenly stopped just an inch from his face. Though impressed by how precise and fast the movements were, the close shave set off fantasies in his head. Moss calmed his breath, which was speeding up from his daydreams, and couldn't help but break into a somewhat lewd smile. Heated up by the view of that beautiful kick heading towards him, he quietly whispered to himself, "A~ah, I really want to get nailed by him at least once..." Suddenly realizing how inappropriate that sounded, he blushed profusely and cleared his mind of those thoughts. "Not like that!" he thought to himself, not seeming to notice that wanting to be punched multiple times was the weirder part of what he said.

Moss let out a confused "Eh?" as he looked around, trying to figure out where the other two had suddenly gone to. Had they left while he was out of it? He racked his brains to try and figure out where the others had gone, but abandoned his thoughts when his stomach growled. "Oh, right. It's about time to eat!" Having no idea where the students went to eat, he figured that someone would redirect him if he ran around long enough. As Moss began to run off to nowhere in particular, he realized that he'd forgotten to ask the fire-haired guy for his name because of how excited he was. Ah well. He'd ask for it whenever they met again.

As he jogged around campus, Moss heard something about "loud, annoying idiots". Usually called that by people who knew him, Moss instinctively looked towards the source: a short, purple haired girl. Thinking that it was the other person, he immediately ran up to her and said, "Hi, again!" Realizing that it was not at all, in fact, the guy from before--the clothes were completely different--he immediately shifted gears. "Oh wait, nevermind! You looked like someone I saw before. My name's Moss. What's yours?"
@GingerBoi123
You mean MANfiction. The emotions ran deep.

@Sagittarius

If you prefer the knife use it, its your character, I just like thinking up weapons and shit so really, when it comes down to it, do what's fun for you.

I am curious how he uses the knife with no arms.


MIGHT AS WELL DO BOTH.

He uses his knife by gripping it in his mouth and ramming into the important parts(I.E. neck, heart).
I guess I'll get rid of the knife for dust blasts?
So fire-y blade or resonance blade?
So are y'all saying that wh it comes to fighting

he seems kinda...
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armless


goddamnit

Bad jokes aside, if Moss wasn't jetting around and ripping heads off Zabuza-style, he was probably going to have a glue gun. I just felt that it'd be more interesting this way, though I suppose either way would have been pretty interesting.
Moss Arma

Moss walked out of the Beacon auditorium, cracking a small grin. He legitimately thought the first speech was somewhat funny, particularly the "time of peace" part. "Heh," he laughed quietly to himself. "I wonder if she ever saw the old town? It wasn't peaceful back there at all!" Grimm attacks were relatively common occurrences back where he lived, so peace was considered a fairly distant ideal for both Moss and the people that had lived there. But still, the lighthearted atmosphere of the school was incredibly comfortable. Energized by the air, Moss decided to explore the grounds, greeting just about everyone he came across.

Eventually making his way into the garden, Moss saw a red-haired student in the open, grassy courtyard suddenly get into a stance. Though a bit confused as to what he was going to do, Moss decided to keep his distance and see what happens. After he saw the first few swings in the air, Moss suddenly realized what the teen was doing. "Ah wait, this is..." Though he usually saw people shadowboxing back at home, this was the first time he'd seen those movements and speed. He kind of wanted to spar against him, not only because he wondered if he speed could match his speed, but because he wanted to see how good it would feel to be hit by one of those. Forgetting how riled up he was, Moss walked right up to his fellow student and asked, "Hi, could I try fighting with you?"
Done.
Yes please.
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