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 Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2016 6:46 pm
 OOC: arg.
Camille shifted further and further back as the situation got more dramatic. They had to get away. This wasn't their fight. Ziza seemed to follow her in this idea. Ty seemed to have the opposite idea, launching himself at the Blood Pact member. "Ty." she muttered. He probably didn't hear. This was exactly what she wanted to avoid. She wanted herself and her friends to be safe. And Ty was getting involved.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2016 6:59 pm
 [✿] Cαввαɢe Woodѕ_━━＂Eĸαтerιɴα＂ .. 1ѕт Yeαr .. xxx→→x "Hmm." Cabbage said. "I dunno how well negotiating will work...but you are Mr. Lockwood's son, so maybe you can trick them into thinking you'll call him?" He suggested. Cabbage pat one of Rowan's shoulders, noticing immediately how the boy seemed to stretch himself out a little bit. He had a feeling it wouldn't make Rowan happy if he bent his knees a little to make eye contact with the other, so Cabbage didn't bother.
"Leeeaders, leeeaders..." Cabbage stood on his toes, pressing one hand on Rowan for balance as he tried to pin point individuals in the millions of faces. There was so much going on, and for a moment he swayed with a bit of nausea. Just before he went down, however, Cabbage spotted Gisa near the edge of the bubble.
Pressing a hand to his forehead, Cabbage motioned in the general direction of where she was. "That was the lady who announced everything, right? The 'leader' types are always doing all the talking! I bet it's her."
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 1:34 pm
 Zızα Mεʟεεκα ♛ Yεαя Tшσ ♛ Jαпυƨ
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Yeah, Ziza really didn't know what other reaction she was expecting. "s**t," she swore under her breath. "Cam, hang tight. I'll get him." She dashed off towards the tangle of students, grabbing the tail of her snake and pulling it through her hand to straighten in manually. (There wasn't any point in wasting magic heqating it out.)
Dimly, Ziza registered that Ty was going for something that might have resembled a weak spot. If that was the case, she'd just have to play distraction. Easy - at least, she hoped it'd be easy. The girl lifted her channeler high and leapt into Acwel's line of sight (well, so to speak), swinging her snake in the direction of that weird tube thing with every intention of shattering it.
"Get your ******** science kit AWAY FROM MY HOUSEMATE!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 1:40 pm
Merlin students had given Ezrael and the rest of Thirteen a difficult time? These brats were so predictable it hurt.
It really is a pity for them, Acwel reflected, as he reached out, that they chose me of all people to gang up on.
With a practiced ease, Acwel caught Ty's ankle and used the boy's own momentum to swing him into the girl that jumped into the fray at that moment. At the same time, he ducked low to avoid Ziza's swing and jerked the tube a hair's breadth from Muna's grasp, with enough force to knock End off-balance. The girl and boy crashed near the edge of the sphere, but Acwel ignored them.
"Patience," he told Muna. "You still have five more minutes."
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 1:49 pm
xxxx ❥xViolet steeled her nerves and nodded once so Muna knew he was understood, and dashed off while Acwel threw Ty into Ziza. She'd heard Miss Shanta shouting earlier, which gave her a general area to search. So she had to be somewhere over this way...
There! Violet pushed between a few students with some hurried "excuse me"s and "so sorry"s and made her way over to the fourth year. "Miss Shanta - Miss Shanta! Mister Muna needs you to--"
Violet stopped at the sight before her. Miss Shanta's carpet on the ground, weighing down the grass. A Density? Shanta herself on the ground close by, looking about ready to commit murder. Without waiting to be prompted, Violet went over and hauled Shanta over her shoulders. The other elf's legs trailed along the ground, but Violet was pretty sure Shanta didn't care.
"Mister Muna said they need lightning," she relayed. "That he needs to have his senses stopped." She spared a few seconds to send Muna a quick text.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 1:57 pm
xxxxxxxxSнαптα Tнακκαяxxxxxfourth ♦ spark ♦ janus ♦ healer || status: punk▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁
Shanta really did not want to leave Shashi behind, but right now she didn't have much choice and they'd be dead weight anyway. Just like you are, she thought idly, wrapping herself tighter around Violet's shoulders. Clearly the situation was worsening - Shanta hoped that Muna's hunch would shift the scales.
Shanta sent off a text of her own and pocketed her phone. "Get me closer," she murmured in Violet's ear, and focused the remaining magic in her body into one hand.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 2:27 pm
Maaaaaan, patrol was sooooo boring. Michael hoped they could administer the antidote and be done soon. Look at that, Acwel was getting more action than he was! Boring. At least Leah wasn't hogging the spotlight - when Gisa got serious, Leah actually followed orders, and so far she had been dutifully patrolling the other sphere alone. (Though Michael was pretty sure he'd caught her glancing rather longingly in the direction of the chaos.
Michael was quite certain this next circuit around the sphere would be as boring as the last - and then his Brand twinged.
Michael stopped, leaning back on his left leg and swiveling his right from side to side. Had he imagined it? No, there it was again. He swung around towards the sphere, but all he saw was a couple clumps of students here and there. Nothing that appeared out of the ordinary, but he definitely hadn't imagined his Brand reacting to someone else's. Was it...
Michael smiled behind his mask. Maybe this would be just the thing to ease his boredom, but first he had to figure out who had the target painted on their back. And there was a pretty easy way to figure out who it was!
The Buff cocked his gun and activated his Brand, radiating waves of dark energy. Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck...
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2016 9:55 pm
 Mυиα Neנeм 「Yєαя 3」 Lυcιαηxxxxx╳ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs﹕ υɴ-cυrѕed
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⒈"Speak" ⒉Thoughts ⒊'ASL (Sign Language)' ⒋Paper pad
「 One moment the needle was there, and the next it was not. Muna resisted the urge to bite his tongue out of frustration, grabbing onto End's shoulders to make sure he didn't fall from the force Acwel used to to yank the damn thing out. He didn't acknowledge Acwel's words immediately, ignoring the buzzing against his thigh in lieu of taking off his hat and the cloth underneath it and crumpling the fabric into the ball to press hard against the wound in End's shoulder.
Five more minutes...what does that mean? Muna checked his phone for the time as if it would help any, taking note of the texts that were flashing on his screen before shoving the device back into his pocket. He stayed silent for a moment, eyes flicking back over to Acwel with one hand pressing on End's wound and a million choices running through his head.
A distraction. He needed to be distracting. Muna didn't exactly have a bad track record with that -- he was good at talking for somebody who barely could -- but this unit seemed entirely more goal oriented than the last he had dealt with. ok so, piss him off and not die. god shanta and violet have high a** standards
"Don't let go." He whispered to End, taking his boyfriend's hand and replacing the one he had put on End's shoulder with it.
Then Muna stood up on shaky knees and took a step forward in front of him, facing Acwel. He took care not to make any odd movements, eyes falling on Ty and Ziza. Nobody else would be getting in the way soon.
"Wow," He said lightly, voice controlled and soft. "Death threats. Real cool, Edgey McEdgelord. You're more pathetic than the last group of terrorists who came here. At least they could get s**t done without having to threaten children."
God, he was totally going to get a freaky a** needle jammed somewhere in his body. Muna was not looking forward to that. He moisturized daily for the express reason of not becoming a raisin and here he was, about to become one anyways. This sucked a**.
Dimly, Muna realized his internalized attempts at making light of the situation was doing nothing from keeping his hands from trembling.」
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2016 10:04 pm
 ╯Bαмвι Lιάɴɢx♠ xToмαѕ╰ xxx♔x2ɴᴅ ʏᴇᴀʀx♔ Bambi winced, watching Ziza and Ty's bodies get thrown about like ragdolls. Her body twitched with the urge to jump in the fray and drag them out of it, eyes flicking over momentarily to Camille in worry. She didn't do well in situations like this. Would they leave her alone? They would leave her alone, right?
Her whole body trembled with the urge to join the chaos. She didn't want to leave her friends by themselves. Bambi wanted to stay alive but she couldn't if it meant leaving everybody else to die, she couldn't just stay put--
Bambi shifted one step forward before the fine lines of her brand flared up. Her body seized up with pain, mindless and burning out every edge of every bundle of nerves she possessed.
Bambi managed to bite down on her tongue to keep from crying out in pain, but before she could even realize what she was doing her knees gave out underneath her.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2016 4:20 am
 OOC:
The world was fading. The most End could focus on was the intense throb of pain in his shoulder. He had just enough strength to heed Muna's advice, holding strong onto the cloth and pressing down as much as he could. Even though he was probably pushing consciousness already, it didn't stop him from attempting to move to Muna's side as the the other boy sent antagonising words towards Acwell. This manifested itself as a short shift of weight before realising that any more would send him over, and that he'd be more useless on the ground.
He was sure that he would make it. As much as it hurt, everyone's intervening had given him a chance. But he hated the fact that he couldn't give Muna the same chance in this state. All he could hope for is that everyone stepped in for Muna as well.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2016 4:29 am
 OOC: "Body shield, got it," Gil said, trying to get between Icarus and the nearest Blood Pact member as discreetly as possible. As long as the Pact didn't find his odd waddle suspicious, they were golden.
He half turned to Thane. (It was hard to full turn to someone clinging to your sleeve. Gil found some odd pride in being temporary guardian of Thane.) "They've got a plan, see. A plan that puts our lives into a ******** tiny robot, but hey, a plan. "
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 11:41 am
 Poтαтo Kαrтoғғel ➢ Yeαr Two
(Cryѕтαl ➣ ((Eɴнαɴcer ➤ (((Lυcιαɴ--------------------------------
"If y'r gunna get pissy, c'n y'do 't with me 'n not at me?" Potato sighed. They rubbed their eyes and looked at Whit. "'m tryin' t'hold 't together 'n case those fools need me. Not like 'm able t'do much, but 't makes me feel less shitty."
Potato knew Whit had been much more tense with Rowan than usual (sucked, since he was just starting to mellow out) and stared at him for a short moment. "Y'heard 'im, 's not like 'e's gunna go try 'n get 'imself killed."
She let herself be pulled back, failing to notice the commotion around Acwel.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 12:44 pm
TYᔕOᑎ ᗯIᑎᗪᔕᒪOᗯ
Ty felt the wind being knocked out of him as he tumbled with Ziza. That hadn't gone very well. As soon as Ty was able to move, he did.
He spat dirt out of his mouth and disentangled himself from Ziza. His elbow twinged badly and his ankle was numb, but he didn't think he was going to die any time soon. His other arm was alright - he propped himself up and glanced over his friend.
"Ugh... Z, you good?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 5:00 pm
Zızα Mεʟεεκα ♛ Yεαя Tшσ ♛ Jαпυƨ
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Well, that sure hadn't worked.
Ziza rolled over and winced; she'd rolled her wrist when she fell and now it throbbed like a b***h. Ah well, she could deal with that later. "I'm okay," she muttered, sitting up, not taking her eyes off Acwel's back. She had a strange feeling he could still see them without turning around. "Uh... d'you got a plan B?"
End looked bad. End looked really bad. But all Ziza could think about was defusing this conflict and getting back to Camille.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 5:47 pm
 ℛᴏᴡᴀɴ ℭᴇᴄɪʟ ℒᴏᴄᴋᴡᴏᴏᴅxxx♚xxxᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴄɪʟᴍᴀɴ·s sᴏɴxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx« ғɪʀsᴛ ʏᴇᴀʀ ʟᴜᴄɪᴀɴ »
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Rowan looked in the direction Cabbage was gesturing. Yup, the lady that was standing there was definitely giving off a superior vibe that reminded Rowan of his father in a meeting. It was worth a shot, anyway - if they couldn't negotiate (which Rowan doubted anyway), they could at least try to stall any more orders being sent out. "Worth a shot," he decided. "Maybe you can charm her into being our friend too." Rowan was only half-joking.
The small Lucian decided not to waste any more time and tugged Cabbage by his sleeves over towards Gisa, stopping at the edge of the sphere.
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Whit replied with an irritable grunt and hauled Potato as far away from the commotion as possible. Like it or not, an order was an order, and for now Potato's safety was his main priority. "Sorry," he muttered. "I know he won't die. Your damn group won't let him. And I won't either."
Whit needed him alive for a while longer, after all. It'd really ******** blow if the stupid kid died here.
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