TheHangedMan

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As Solomon turned around, he was treated to the sight of a dragon staring down at him.

It was, in short words, awesome.

Oh it was terrifying, yes, but nonetheless, awesome.

"Amazing . . ." he breathed.

A true, actual, dragon. The fantastical beast of legend that was known throughout the world as symbols of power, was actually there, staring right at him, in the flesh! Solomon's eyes were practically glittering at the beast that stared right back at him. And then the awe faded, and he was presented with the very clear fact that his life may be in danger.

He backpedaled rather quickly next to Morgana. "Hello, my name is Solomon. Just thought to remind you in case we die and that it's been a pleasure despite our relatively short time together and that I find you rather charming," he said hurriedly, giving her a wry grin, before turning back to the dragon anxiously.

"Erm, can you not eat us please?"

Lame, but eh, it was worth a shot.

Schism: Blood of Heroes

I is stuck so cannot write :3

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Solomon looked around. Surprisingly, everyone arrived at the exact same time. Was that as a result of coincidence, or was their magic at work? He couldn't really tell. They hadn't exactly left at the same time, but there weren't any noticeable differences in their time of departure. More noticeable was the fact that one of them was missing - the energetic boy from earlier.

"How strange," he muttered, looking at the cabin. The sound of deafening roars echoed from behind him, and he turned back towards the forest.

His brows squeezed together in concern. "I'm worried about that other boy. He hasn't shown yet, maybe something happened to him . . ."

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Solomon stepped off the carriage and gave a short bow to the driver. "Thank you for your help," he said. Straightening himself, he turned around to join his new companions.

"If it's resolve," he said as he came by the other boy's side, a faint smile on his face, "then I reckon that I've enough for what's to come. If I don't then I will just find more, yes?"

He took in the view before him. It was just . . . breathtaking. All the different seasons meshed into one, a feet he knew only magic was capable of. It was another testament to the wonders the art of magic was capable of doing, and gave him all the more resolve to push through with this choice, that he would learn magic. Looking at the different paths, he wondered if this was some sort of test . . .

No, that was a foolish notion. He had heard, straight from her mouth, so long ago, just what kind of nature magic and those who wielded it possessed:

"True tests never end," was what she said. Always assume it was a test. If a magi wasn't testing you then the very nature of magic would -- that was how he understood it, anyhow. It seemed simple enough.

Given that, he had to decide where to go. The girl with them was certainly bold, charging right ahead into the Spring Path, and in all honesty, he was tempted to follow her; common sense dictated to take safety in numbers -- but was magic really bound by common sense?

Solomon made his decision, and he turned to the the two remaining would-be students, and saw them off with a nod.

"I suppose I'll be going ahead then. Let's hope we meet each other in the castle, yes?"

And with that, he shot off down the Winter Path. Logically, it wasn't the best option -- cold weather conditions were the hardest to move it, but winter held a special meaning for him. He would survive, regardless.

~When Royalty Collides~ General Interest Check

@HaleyTheRandom Was not expecting this pleasant surprise! :)

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Solomon, leaned back, trying to find a comfortable spot to sit in. He honestly disliked riding in carriages, or horses, or any kind of vehicle really. It made him antsy. Well, at least he had company to pass the time.

"Solomon, though you can call me Sol if you want," he responded with a smile. The other boy was probably the same age as him, but way more energetic than he was. "I guess I want to learn magic because I'm curious?"

That wasn't his complete reason, but he had a feeling if he told the others why he really wanted to learn magic he'd be laughed at, and that was something he'd really rather avoid -- he of all people knew how stupid his motivations sounded when put into words.

Schism: Blood of Heroes

@GreenGoat Are you tempting me good sir? I do believe you are tempting me to make fan art shipping Prototype and Red. Even if you aren't, it's too late :)

Schism: Blood of Heroes

Red the Teddy Knight

_{Interacting with: @GreenGoat}

"Hm, that armor was quite sturdy," said Red, as Vorpal flew in circles around him. The giant armored teddy was crouching over the edge of the building he had landed on, watching the fight of the Champions from a distance.

Vorpal talked while flying, mostly to snicker. It was a wonder that he didn't get tired like that, really. "Haha, yeah! I was surprised that snipers leg didn't go 'snap'! Their gettup must be something else, not like that clunky piece of tin you're wearing!"

At that, Red took some offense. His armor was antiquated, he was well aware of that. It was useful for stopping things like knives and swords, but utterly useless in this modern era of bullets and missiles. Truth be told, he didn't actually need to wear it. His natural skin was harder than steel and more tougher than Kevlar; the only reason he deigned to wear the armor was simply because Alice liked it.

She didn't say anything of course - she wasn't keen on showing too much of her emotions, but he knew. It was a part of their connection.

Red sighed, and decided not to take issue with Vorpal. The sword didn't have a brain, it wasn't his fault he was tactless

"You can still see the sniper, Vorpal?"

The sword twirled in place, which was a sort of substitute for a nod.

"Uh-huh. He ain't out of range yet, looks like he's staying put for now, probably afraid we'll be going after 'im. Why aren't we going after 'im anyway?"

"No need. Our objective was to stop him from disrupting the Champion's operation, and we've been successful so far. Fighting indoors will just make things more difficult for us, and in any case, you have an eye on him. He can't do anything without us knowing, so we can stay put."

Vorpal fell silent at that, and accepted his decision. He rarely argued with Red anyhow; when it came to actual combat, he held the most experience, probably even more than Aida herself - though she was leagues better than him when it came to sabotage.

"Looks like things are picking up over there," Red mumbled, staring at the fiasco going between the Champions and their opponents. "How is it on your end, Chesire?"

The Cat replied, his voice sounding strained. "Fine. Got out of the firefight before it got worse. I'm in a safe position, and I've got a clear view of the whole thing."

Red nodded. Good, now all that was left was to wait and see - something he wasn't particularly good at. That was Aida's thing, the damned ninja.

Yokai Academy, School of Monsters

Aaah shit, I knew something felt wrong . . .

Imma get up a reply soonish. No later than tonight, I promise! I'm really sorry!