Stepping forward into the huddle, Blaine stooped down to join the rest of his team. He felt like he should say something, but had only had a little time to glance at the rules of this sport before the team was called to rally. Glancing around, he could tell that overall they were an athletic group, but no one particularly stood out. Or rather, it was that they all stood out, a motley crew, as should be expected.
Blaine took a deep breath, exhaling with closed eyes. It was his first day here, and already he had no clue what was going on. That wasn’t entirely unexpected, but he needed to try his damndest to make a good impression. Think, damn it all! His fists clenched and his jaw tightened, sharp canines showing in a slight grimace. Glancing up, his brows furrowed in an intense stare, he locked his gaze upon the black-haired student who had spoken. An idea had struck. “Team captain, I’ve a plan. We take the ball and bull-rush down the middle, our staunchest blasting through their opposition with extreme prejudice. While this occurs, we fake a pass to one of our easily concealed teammates, in truth pressing on with our forward offense. It would require our strongest and most agile, but I believe it has a strong chance of success. Overall, we do seem to carry a size advantage. What say you?”
The faunus spoke with a voice like a gravel suspended in molasses, deep baritone rumbling out from his throat. His eyes blazed with an inextinguishable fire. Blaine had forgotten to introduce himself or ask for his teammates’ names, but all was forgotten in the face of glory. By the way Coach Roy Roy Fitzroy spoke, this was serious business. Blaine would not fail his allies. Not today. Not ever.
Large for his age, Blaine Olbrecht stands roughly 6'5" and weighs around 210lbs. Broad shouldered and barrel chested, he's a big boy. His hair is always kept neat and tidy, swept back in an effort to look remotely professional while he bulges out of his tight-fitting school uniform. His faunus traits are obvious, though not incredibly informative as to species, with slightly larger than normal canines and a swishing tail that ends in a large tuft of fur. More often than not, people mistake his serious expression for a personal glare, despite his best intentions.
Race: Lion faunus
Leonids: a twin-headed meteor hammer attached by a silk rope originally woven from broodling web. This provides the connecting material with elasticity and great strength. Both heads are relatively simple in design, fist-sized metal spheres with a set of six small holes on either hemisphere, a seam splitting the orbs. Each ball contains a small compartment that can be filled with powdered dust. Both heads can be charged with dust for different elemental effects, and the entire array can be enlarged and reduced by Blaine’s Semblance as long as it still touches him.
Stilettos: Plain and simple, these are six-inch stiletto knives made to finish off stubborn kills through the use of Perspective. Not made for throwing, but the pommels are meant to brace against hard objects and support the whole of the blade when enlarged.
Specialty: Warrior. Lacking decent ranged options, Blaine is a student of diving headfirst into danger, confident in his own abilities and training. In combat, he favors a fluid, highly mobile fighting style that revolves around keeping his opponents in striking distance while he remains outside of their reach. He is careful to keep tabs on the events of battle around him. Utilizing his semblance, Blaine shrinks and enlarges the Leonids in order to surprise foes with its length and weight, resulting in unpredictable flurries punctuated by strong finishing strikes. When fighting larger Grimm, the Stilettos can be used in similar fashion. The vast majority of his training was for fighting against Grimm, however, and he is unused to human opponent and ranged combatants.
Semblance: Perspective: Once activated, this semblance can increase or decrease the size and weight of an object Blaine is in contact with as long as it stays with him or on his person. As an example, he could activate his semblance to shrink a fridge down to the size of an apple, or make a toothpick into a shortsword. Aura is only consumed while maintaining the semblance, and more is burned the more dramatic the transformation. As example, it would be far easier to make a fridge the size of an apple than a bus the size of a toothpick.
Personality: Quiet and relatively demure for the most part, Blaine tends to downplay his own achievements and exaggerate those of others. In his eyes, anything he does is insignificant compared to the world around him. The flipside of this is that he sees problems as small and easily surmounted, resulting in a quiet optimism. When his own pride does show, it’s for small things that most people wouldn’t consider as much as others. More than anything else, he’s most humble of his martial prowess, well aware that there are many better fighters than himself in the world. That being said, if someone takes the time to break through his shell, the man shows a rowdy side with those that he can care about, bragging about his friends and talking up the achievements of those around him. Knits in his spare time.
When by himself, a quiet sadness is evident, though he tries to hide it as best he can.
Emblem: Three claws in a circle pointed inwards, two comets surrounding them
Dropping this notice just so people know, in the dischord me, Hawlin, Chaser, and Stalfos are still there and are going to be active in this thread. We've all mentioned it there, just wanted to make sure that it doesn't seem like we have less people than we do.
The cave began to settle into a quiet as there was a dull, gurgling crunch, Kitty’s teeth not penetrating skin but the throat of the monster demolished beneath her powerful jaws. The shewolf huffed in disdain, unsatisfied with the lack of blood. She glanced over her shoulder towards Korgath, an expression of distaste evident across the species gap.
As Kitty made her way back to the group, she ended up back beside Korgath, though pointedly focused on the small girl with the scale mail. A slight growl issued from her muzzle as she nudged the orc’s side, gesturing with her nose. The green-haired girl didn’t smell right, and she was doing something strange.
Korgath stood straight once more, no longer bracing for the impact that never came. It seemed his newfound friends would be plenty capable in combat. Not a Hunting Pack, but something that he could live with. That was good. Still, it seemed Kitty was unhappy with something going on with ...Mage Liv? He thought her a mage, though to be honest, he wasn’t sure if the title did her justice. Regardless, it seemed she was hovering over one of the corpses of Sahuagin. Ordinarily nothing that the hunter would concern himself with, but Kitty always did have sharper instincts. He glanced back to his friend and gave a quick cutting motion with his hand, a clear order to keep things civil. He would keep his eyes open.
Still, now that the fish folk were gone, he was surprised. It had seemed previously like this would be similar to raiding goblin burrows, hordes of smaller creatures all striking at once… but there were only six. This seemed odd. Korgath turned to the group, shaking the blood from Skinner-Gutter and absentmindedly scratching Kitty behind her ears. “...Six. This is not many. Scholar Alexander, do you think there will be more?” He leaned against the wall of the tunnel for a moment, appreciating the feeling of cold stone against the back of his neck. He co He was regretting the decision to wear the chain more and more… Still, the cool air from the small one’s spell helped with the heat as blood drained from the orc’s skin, returning its normal verdant hues. He smiled, making eye contact with the short figure. “Employer Ahnciel, I thank you for cold. If you keep it up, I would certainly not mind.”
Also, I'm sorry I've been so behind, university's gotten fucking CRAZY and I'm trying my damndest to keep up with school and life and writing at the same time. As things stand, I'll try to get up a CS tomorrow, but I've got two exams on Monday so we'll see how that goes. If you need to, feel free to start without me