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 Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2016 2:43 pm
 xxxx ❥xOhhhhhhhh nooooooo. Violet didn't mean to drag others into this, especially someone as kind as Mister End. She didn't know what that device was the scary man was holding, but she was pretty sure it was bad. "M-Mister Muna," she whispered in horror, "I-I - I d-didn't mean--"
Acwel Bumped. Violet shrieked.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2016 2:59 pm
Zızα Mεʟεεκα ♛ Yεαя Tшσ ♛ Jαпυƨ
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Ziza glance back at Ty's expression and paled. Gods above, not End. This was bad. This was really bad. Ziza couldn't abandon her housemate, but she couldn't abandon Camille either. (In the back of her mind, she registered someone yelling - it sounded like Shanta.)
Ziza looked at Camille and made her decision.
"Ty," Ziza said uncertainly, recognizing the look in his eye, "I don't - I don't think we could win." She stepped closer to Camille, almost hovering protectively. "Not by ourselves."
End is a fourth year. End has fourth year friends. End will be fine.
Right?
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2016 8:40 pm
"Thor," Gisa called, watching the scene, "go check on those Council bastards, why don't you."
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2016 8:47 pm
"Of course," Thor responded, slipping away from his patrol and heading towards the castle.
(He didn't think it was worth mentioning a few people has vanished from the sphere.)
(Exit.)
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2016 12:59 am
 OOC: "Well, let's get some ******** control here too!" Gil replied to Thane's comparison between the last life threatening situation and the one they were in right now. He glanced over his shoulder at Icarus as he was called over. "And looks like the smart pieces of s**t have found a way." He tilted his head, inviting Thane to come join him with his usual group.
He only paid half a mind to the terrors happening not too far away. It was bound to happen. Probably for the best, right? If the others had a plan right now, it'd be better if the Blood Pact was busy with something else.
He rejoined the group (hopefully with Thane in toe). "So we have a plan then?" he asked as soon as he was close enough to keep his voice low.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2016 10:12 am
 xxǀcαяυѕ Ɗσмιтσя ♕ 4тн♕ Tσмαѕ
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"Barely." Icarus replied to Gil, grunting in confirmation at Ian's statement. He twisted his shoulders so he was facing away from the scuffle going on before rummaging through his bag again and pulling out a piece of glass with a strap connected to it. Icarus considered it for a moment before shaking his head and putting it back in his bag, pulling out what appeared to be a smart watch and a glove instead.
"Somebody keep a close eye on Yvonne." He ordered, slipping the respective devices on and stretching the glove out on his hand before clenching and unclenching. "I also need people to stand around me so it's not obvious what I'm doing." A bit of tapping and BB opened it's eyes, the soft sound of metal slipping against metal indicating it's activation.
"Ian, are you certain BB will be able to get out of the sphere?" ■ ■ ♕
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2016 10:22 am
 [✿] Cαввαɢe Woodѕ_━━＂Eĸαтerιɴα＂ .. 1ѕт Yeαr .. xxx→→x Cabbage kept his smile on at Whit's refusal, waiting expectantly for Rowan to shut him down. "Be safe." He whispered to Potato while the two argued, squeezing her hand a little. Cabbage still hadn't forgotten the day they spent trying to rescue Axel.
With that he let go of them, turning to tilt his head down at Rowan and give him a mildly adoring smile. Had Rowan always been this short? How cute!
"No idea!" He responded honestly to the other's question, smiling brilliantly. "I was hoping you could figure out something, since I'm not good at anything except being a 'support!' I'll do anything you tell me to, as long as it doesn't include getting you or me hurt or any fighting. I don't think anybody would like that very much, and we're both too weak for the second bit. "
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2016 10:59 am
 Mυиα Neנeм 「Yєαя 3」 Lυcιαηxxxxx╳ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs﹕ υɴ-cυrѕed
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⒈"Speak" ⒉Thoughts ⒊'ASL (Sign Language)' ⒋Paper pad
「 Muna heard Acwel's little hiss -- he hadn't made contact, strange -- just before a force of energy was pushed into him, and he dug his heels into the ground to avoid falling when it threw him off. The effort was useless; it would be, the bump was strong enough to shove the breath out of his chest. He hit the ground hard, remembering all of a sudden how troublesome Acwel had been the first time they met the guy and feeling very unsure on what he was supposed to do to help.
He's blind, Muna thought, wiping at his mouth and lifting a palm up in Violet's direction to let her know he was fine. The scimitar disappeared into nothing as he let go of his marble. But he reacts really fast, which means he's using some other sense.
"Lightning," Muna whispered softly to Violet, throat working as he sucked in air. "Tell--tell Shanta that. He needs to--needs to have his senses stopped." Wherever she was. Muna had heard her cry and could only assume there was some sort of hold up. Shanta wouldn't back out from a fight.
What else? The only other thing that Muna could possibly think would work was if they overwhelmed Acwel with people, but who was going to be brave enough to risk their lives on the line for a fight that they were certain to lose? Come on, this is supposed to be the Academy of Merlin, home to self sacrificial idiots. Everyone is getting a sense of self preservation now?
With those thoughts in mind Muna stayed low on the ground, praying it would make some difference for Acwel's ability to notice him. He shuffled towards End, eyes fixated on the device slowly filling up with Sol and Luna. Muna reached for it with all the intention of yanking it out of End's shoulder. 」
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2016 11:17 am
 ╯Bαмвι Lιάɴɢx♠ xToмαѕ╰ xxx♔x2ɴᴅ ʏᴇᴀʀx♔ Bambi watched quietly from the crowds of people, staying near the larger clumps and far away from the fight. She knew that it was only a matter of time before Leah or somebody else noticed her, as Bambi wasn't particularly good at hiding herself.
Well, at least her blatant staring at Acwel could go unnoticed when it was mixed in with the other terrified students. Pulling out her phone, Bambi thumbed a text and hit 'send.'
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2016 12:12 pm
TYᔕOᑎ ᗯIᑎᗪᔕᒪOᗯ
Ty gave Ziza a look of desperation. Couldn't she throw one of her magic fists? He had to do something. Whatever the ******** Acwel was doing with that needle-y s**t wasn't gonna fly, and End's dude friend couldn't help him alone.
When Ty's phone buzzed he jerked. Now of all times seemed like an awfully odd time to get a text, but he checked it quickly anyway.
Well, he couldn't just stand back with a message like that. Be safe and aim low seemed like an oxymoron with this guy, but Ty didn't exactly have any other choices. The blindness obviously wasn't impairing him much, so Ty would treat him like any other opponent.
He took a few running steps and pushed himself forward without thinking twice, feinting left before dropping like a stone and hoisting himself up with his arms. Ty felt the familiar shift of weight and twisted his body to aim two kicks at Acwel's stomach.
Turns out he would try some crazy s**t.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2016 1:34 pm
 Poтαтo Kαrтoғғel ➢ Yeαr Two
(Cryѕтαl ➣ ((Eɴнαɴcer ➤ (((Lυcιαɴ--------------------------------
Potato turned their eyes to Cabbage and squeezed back, feeling the bumpy texture of their hand press flat. They nodded silently and almost regretted allowing Whit's hand to lead her away. If they were going to better their situation, they'd have to do it without her intervention.
"Y'sound like y'swallowed a lemon covered 'n salt," they told Whit, who obviously wasn't thrilled about being stuck with her.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2016 3:37 pm
Thane nodded to Gil with a new sense of determination. "We haven't got much choice, right? It's just wait and die, try and die, or try and succeed. So I guess we'll do out best.." After getting to their feet, Thane followed Gil, grabbing onto his sleeve to push away nervousness.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2016 9:17 pm
Iαɴ Scнιller | Foυrтн Yeαr Eĸαтerιɴα
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sᴛᴀᴛᴜs﹕ ʜᴇxᴇᴅ
► "Maybe have Ashes cause a distraction," Ian suggested, stepping closer to Yvonne. He glanced at Gil and Thane as they approached. "Sure, plan, yes, let's call it that." The "plan" rode on the hopes that the sphere maker wasn't thorough, and so far from what Ian had seen these people were pretty ******** thorough.
But the fact that they were here earlier than they said they would be niggled at him. These terrorists were at the advantage. They didn't have any reason to arrive early, and since they'd shown up they'd been all business - even Leah, who, if the Holiday Ball had been any indication, liked to play with her food. Something was off, and that was what Ian was riding on. A slim chance, riding on a conclusion made with the sort of logic his ex-house representative would use to justify her idiotic plans.
So when Icarus asked if he was certain, Ian just gave his friend a helpless look and shook his head. ■
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2016 9:33 pm
 ℛᴏᴡᴀɴ ℭᴇᴄɪʟ ℒᴏᴄᴋᴡᴏᴏᴅxxx♚xxxᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴄɪʟᴍᴀɴ·s sᴏɴ
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Rowan rocked back on his heels. Well, he'd sort of been expecting this reply, but that didn't mean he immediately had any ideas. (Without realizing it, he tried to stand a little taller.) "Yeah, neither of us are really suited for fighting," he muttered. Now that he thought about it, Rowan realized they'd ended up getting out of most of the situations they'd gotten into either with nonviolent confrontation, relying on their other friends, or Sheer Dumb Luck. And there were so many of these stupid terrorists. Where were they going to start?
Rowan's common sense told him neither of them were going to last very long if they tried attacking the one that was currently sucking the life out of an older Janus. Better to leave that to the more physically able/older students. A thought struck him - these people were working in a team, so wouldn't there be a...?
"One of them must be a leader," he said finally. "One of them's got to be calling the shots. Maybe we can negotiate with them." He looked at Cabbage for approval. "At the very least, we can stall for time."
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Follow Rowan's orders, and keep Rowan alive. Whit was starting to get fed up with how often those two rules had been conflicting as of late.
The half-elf servant glanced at Potato, looking salty indeed. It was really ******** hard to do his damn job when Rowan (sorry, Master Lockwood) kept making it impossible to do his damn job. "It's quite difficult to ensure the survival of my charge when he keeps sending me away in deadly situations," he replied, a bit scathingly. "How are you faring? I'm surprised you haven't collapsed yet."
As he spoke, Whit's eyes darted around, keeping an eye on as many different little things as he possibly could. At the same time, he automatically pulled Potato away from the crowd, where it would be easier to defend her if even more s**t hit the fan.
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