Getting the teeth she quickly tucked them in her pocket. Smirking she shrunk down to below an inch and jumped. Catching onto Ora's shirt she climbed up, making her way to way Ora's shoulder. "I still got my strength. I could jump out and punch." Chuckling she climbed up to be by Ora's ear. "All set." Being loud enough to be heard but not ear killing loud. "Ready to roll when you are."
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Yuoko Kage
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The-DJ-Ghost
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(🔶) ZED LOWENHERZ (🔶)
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Zed would follow after Ora as he noticed her walking weird. It must have been because of how she wasn't wearing her armor. Either way, Zed had not cared much for their secrets. As he would follow after them, Zed would look around wondering what to mentally mark down and mesmerize the very path they were walking, especially the trees. Zed had a knack for these things back at his home when he would look around. We should find a stream, if we're gonna be out here for while. Zed would suggest, as he listened around the forest.
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Ora would feel Lena climbing up her clothing, to get into her hair. There was a slight pulling, but that didn't bother Ora. Then Lena sat close to Ora's ear so that Ora could hear her without too much yelling. Probably for the best in this situation. She didn't know if they were going to get ambushed themselves. Ora didn't have the best hearing, but she could hear. She would keep her ears peeled in case something moved towards them.
Zed wanted to go towards water. Ora would change her direction to try to go to it. She would use the spikes on her legs every once in a while to mark trees. As much as they wanted to stay hidden, she also didn't want to get lost. She knew the outskirts well, and she knew where the river was. However, she didn't know how clean it would be. That would be something for Zed to figure out.
Once they got to the stream, Ora would pick up fresh mud from the side of the river and smear it all over her open skinned body parts. She was ready to go for the ambush, however, they may have lost their advantage making their way to the river first. "Collect water fast, we need to move if we want to hunt." She would say briefly. She had been silent most of the trip, other than marking the trees with her boots.
XXXThis one certainly had an interesting smell, potent enough to stand out in the rain. Under the faintest sliver of cover from nature, there was a boy. The boy with horns and tattered clothes, drenched in a mix of water and blood. Beneath the crimson shade was tarnished skin riddled with scars that were from no battle, but the cruelty of others. His figure rested half against a fence and half sprawled out in a puddle on the ground, completely unconscious but breathing. He smelled as if he was fresh from the hunt, or had been freshly hunted. It was a concoction of different aromas, proving the blood had been from not one but multiple sources. He seemed ... Lost. Confused. His presence had a solemn aura to it, as someone who had lost everything. Common sense would tell anyone to run away from such a figure, as everything else had. Whoever this was had to be dangerous, but... At the same time, seemed to be hurting deeply. It was most certainly a death wish, but something compelled against nature seemed to compel it to act against its' most natural instinct. Braving natural instincts, the feline would swiftly trot through the rain over to the boy and under the cover he took. Soft but matted fur pressed against the boy that smelled like death, warming up the smallest patch of cold skin. There was no hesitance in a reaction, the boy's eyes would slowly creep open. Blinking, his eyes shifted down to an adorable but grimy furball with a scrapped over left cheek. A smile formed on his face, and his hand came down to scratch behind the ear of the feline. "Well look at you ... Keepin' it nice and simple." A soft sigh escaped his lips as he rolled over, curling his frame around the feline that braved against natural instinct. "You look worse for wear than me... Come'ere. Let's try to warm up." It seemed instincts weren't all they were cracked up to be. Surely, this boy couldn't harm a fly.
Such a scene seemed like but a distant memory. ... Now though, it was time to wake up.
'Wake up boy. I require sustenance and you are neglecting me.' ... Such an odd thought echoed through the mind of the unconscious boy. ... What was this? Loose strands of hair tickled his nose, a mass of warmth weighed down on his chest. Whatever he was laying on was hard, rough... It felt like something was crawling beneath him. Mmm... No no, he wasn't ready to wake up. Not yet. This dream was too weird, followin' the little perspective of a cat. It was... Interesting, to say the least. However, all good things must come to an end as several crashes began to resonate from the dense woods beyond him, just enough to disturb his deep sleeping self. His eyes would slowly begin to open, fluttering and squinting as the piercing golden rays of the sun managed to perfectly snipe the slumbering boy's poor right eye. "Geh... Sun... Stop it... You're using an aim bot, it ain't fair..." Hissing to himself, he'd begin to roll over only to feel a sharp pain in his abdomen as claws tried desperately to secure the feline in place. "Ga-aah-aaHHHH! Stop it, stop it! When did I befriend a freakin' porcupine!?" The boy started screaming and shouting while the feline meowed in objection, but followed by releasing her claws and jumping off. Now, she just sat off to the side, meowing at the boy to get his attention. Raising his hands, he'd rub his flicking eyelids while trying to adjust to the light ... Why did he have to pass out right in the sun's peeping hole? It wasn't cool, not at all. "Oi.. What the hell? I'm just tryin' to get some shut-eye, and the sun here is like nah brah, get the hell up." Spouting nonsense, the male began to grown as he moved his hands back and braced the ground, shoving his body up and cracking his back. "Geh! Why did I think it was a good idea to sleep on the ground? ... Where the hell am I, anyway?" A dazed gaze began panning the environment around him, only raising his confusion seeing the forest scene around him. ... Why would something make such loud noises in the forest? What, a freakin' bear or something? ...
Hands resting behind his butt, the boy would continue to support himself up as he tried to take in the scenery ... What had brought him here anyways? .. The last thing he remembered was ... Actually, it was kinda hard to put into words. It was a head-scratching thought, but the last thing he remembered was being a hungry cat. ... Wait, cat! "Mreooowww..." The irritated meow began to rumble again, cooing the boy's attention towards it. There immediately beside him was a gorgeous long-haired gray and white cat... Just sitting there, waiting respectively. ... An adorable face that he remembered so vaguely, once looking in a rain puddle. "Oh hey! You're the hungry grump, ain'tcha? We'll have to fix that, but first... Any idea how we got here?" He tilted his head towards the feline, who simply stared with a dead gaze to match his own curiosity. ... It was not amused, but it would be patient with him. She had gotten used to it over the past several months. A grin crossing his face, the boy would jump up to his feet. "Well sittin' here ain't gonna do us any good, ya comin'?" A most sincere smile with his ignorance, it was only he who could brave such an unknown without the slightest clue. As he began to pat himself down from the dust, his eyes widened slightly looking down at himself. ... After all, wouldn't you if you were only wearing a pair of white boxers with reddish pink polkadots? Well, that and some weird wrist things. What, was he wearing wrist weights? What the hell were these? "Where the hell be my clothes?! And what the heck are these things?! ... Did I even have any clothes?" His shocked gaze would shift in a series of blinks. The confusion that phased him for a mere moment already passing as the grin returned to his face. "Pfft, whatever. At least I'm rockin' these stylish shorts and... wrist... Things? Okay, I honestly have no idea what these are, but come on, er..." ... What, did he actually know this cat's name? ... Well, she seemed awfully familiar. He actually found a lot of comfort waking up with her, minus the claws in his belly. Trying hard to think, instead, a scene flew through his mind of looking up at a boy with horns. One that smiled so sweetly down at them, and said. 'How 'bout Molly? Ya like that? ... Not gonna lie, I think it fits because ya found me in the mall parking lot. Silly, but effective! Com'on, Molly!" The scene came to pass, and his heart was filled with warmth... A feeling of sincerity, feeling a oddly warm happiness that he couldn't quite describe from it. "... Molly. You're Molly, aren'tcha?" To her name, the cat's ears perked happily. Without the slightest hesitation, the cat began to wiggle its' butt before springing up to his shoulders, wrapping its' warm self behind his neck while purring. "I got it right! Molly!" Oh man, this was great. With the already warm feeling he felt, the happiness of this cat only made it that much better. With a grin on his face, he'd bring his hand up to scratch his hand before taking steps forward. "One mystery down, the rest to go! Let's figure out where the heck we are!" Each step was a march, eager to move forward with his new found old companion. While he adorned a smile of eagerness and excitement for whatever adventure was about to unfold, one thought couldn't help but cross his mind. 'So if their name is Molly... What's mine, anyways? ... Mm...' Humming in confusion, he'd push his way through a bush and shrug. "I mean... It'll come to me, I guess."
The two had begun to wander for a bit, passing by same ol trees and bushes... Though, some of them seemed to be a bit more jacked up than others. It was like some wild beast had passed through, but he honestly couldn't tell which way down its' path it went. Continuing a steady pace, he'd start to ponder. "Alright Molly, this is what we know. One. We have no freakin' clue where we are. Two. We're in a forest. There's a lot goin' on and it sounds like some creature is goin' crazy out there." He'd pause for a brief second, hearing yet another loud growl like roar... Sounded like it might be comin' from the right, but... Honestly, his sense of direction was completely shot. "Three. ... I'm almost naked. Not sure if I forgot my clothes at home, had my clothes stolen, or... I could be an aspiring nudist. I dunno. I don't seem to recall anythin'" Looking up towards his left shoulder for Molly's input, she'd just look in his eyes with a mostly empty and disapproving gaze. "What?! Just because you may know me, I don't know me." He'd say with a laugh, ruffling the fur on the top of her head as they pressed on. Little to his own knowledge, and possibly due to his own density. ... This entire time, he failed to notice an old black cord tangled through his horns. Headphones awkwardly hanging off, while his scroll was tightly wrapped up in the cord on his right horn. Maybe that could help him figure out a bit more about himself, but it seemed like he was too distracted to notice and Molly wasn't up for being any help in the slightest.
A new sound drew his attention, the sound of running water. It was something different, and that alone was able to cause him to change his course. "Ya hear that Molly? Sounds like water, ya know what that means, right?! Me neither! Maybe a river, maybe a lake... Hell, maybe even a beach!" There it was again. The cold, dead stare that judged the boy and everything he stood for. Blinking, his signature grin would falter just a bit as he let out an awkward laugh. "Hey now, don't gimme that look! Gotta be optimistic, miss puss! Anythin' is better than trees, trees, and oh look a bush. Com'on!" Certain on the mindset, the boy would begin running towards the source of water he heard. Flowing water was pretty easy to discern sound, but it certainly couldn't be mistaken for the waves of a beach... That was just him screwing around, but he was certain that he heard water. Shoving past a tree branch here, and pushing through a bush there... He'd finally arrive at some bit of a clearing. At least, it was a gap big enough for a small river to pass through.
Oh man, the change of scenery was certainly refreshing! Stepping out from between the trees, the male would stretch his arms out wide and arch backward until his back popped... "Oh! Oh man, this is more like it... Popped back, water... Hey, Molly! Where should we go from here, left or right?" With his question, the boy would begin to step down to the edge of the stream... Treading carefully as to not step on anything too harmful, but still taking every chance he could to really feel the grass between his toes... Though soon, that grass became loose dirt and even mud... With a single squish, a shiver would shoot up his spine that caused him to freeze in place. "Oh... Oh man. That... Is... So... Gross! Come on, why couldn't I keep my shoes at least?!" He'd complain loudly, picking up the pace to race to a larger rock that hung at the edge of the stream. "Like seriously! Bein' barefoot is dangerous out here, could step in mud... On bugs... Or ya know, something harmful. But man, it just feels nasty! What do you think?" Redirecting disgust into curiosity, he'd look towards his furry feline for advice once again. This time though, she didn't look at him... Instead, she meowed as she was towards a horned woman that stood further down the stream. Sure, she was covered in mud, but she was SOMETHING different. His eyes would widen instantly at the sight of someone other than a cat, and instantly he would cup his hands to his mouth and inhale sharply. "OOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIII!!!!! Do you--- Gah!" His shout was cut short before he could ask his question, as the cat on his shoulders shifted to kick off his back and distance herself from the water. Her legs were surprisingly strong and had enough force to knock his slippery muddy feet off balance to fall directly into the creek with a splash. Fortunately, it was pretty shallow where he fell and his head didn't even fall beneath the water. ... That, however, didn't make it any less wrong. "Oi! Ya damn cat, what the hell was that for?! Was it because you're hungry, ya salty puss?" He'd begin to start an uproar, trying to push back to shore. Meanwhile, the cat would display something much more elegant and jump between some rocks positioned through the creek and safely pass across ... And further herself away from the boy. "... It IS because you're hungry! I can't believe ya, I just wanted some help figurin' out where we were, and you gotta shove me aside like that. You're A CAT. Just CATCH a FISH." Oh now he was just salty and grumbling up a storm as he began to move to the other side of the creek to follow his furry companion. Man... At least he was dressed for getting wet, and that was being completely under dressed.
Team DOLZ
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Youroka Kage
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2018 6:29 pm
Chloris nodded slightly at Remus' comment on Ella, though she hadn't turned her attention fully to them. He was a sweet kid for sure she thought absently. After she was finished and had set it to the side, it didn't have to wait long before their archer picked it up. His compliment as he tested it out made her relieved, for it was only her seventh attempt in her life making one."Thank you, I'm glad you like it."She replied sheepishly before picking up the next branch beside her, this one being slightly thicker and longer than the previous one.
Closing her eyes, as she envisioned the next weapon. It would only take a few minutes, as she had with the longbow. The sound of the birds chirping and the boys doing their own preparations seemed peaceful enough and the rustling of the leaves in the gentle winds set a calming atmosphere for her. The second branch seemed to smooth out to a point and would soon take on the style of a spear with a long and serrated head; she had seen one when she was very young, on a visit to a fish market. The point at the end only made it probably almost as tall as herself if not a little taller. Opening her eyes, she looked over her handiwork, pleased with how it came out."Two down, only two more to go,"She sighed under her breath after setting the spear on her opposite side, picking up another branch to slowly make work of it.
Out of Chamomile~!: Post(s) Count: 6 Profile Location: Outskirts; briars clearing Semblance Activation: Post 3/5 Outfit/Equipped: -look to profile-; Backpack with miscellaneous supplies; tall branch/stick.
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2018 11:39 am
The hair felt as wool to Lena. Which all the movement was making the insect Faunus warm. "I suggest the same Sweety. Your hair is similar to wool." Trying to cool herself a bit she looked to the surroundings. Noting anything of significance in the area. She knew a fight would come, even expected it. "If we can move tree to tree... we should be able to get the drop on any of one." Looking up and noticing the thickness and closeness of the branches. "It’s not direct but... it'll do for what we need."
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XXXFor any bystanders, it would truly be an epic display. A massive spear of wood, foliage, and countless teeth spiraling like a deadly drill through the air. It would've been more impressive if Lancer had something to stand his ground against it, but... The man was much smarter than his arrogance had built him up to be. Everything was a blood red blur, but Rachel's eyes would instantly lock on the man who went skidding away from her assault, achieving safety one way or another. Her scowl would continue to resonate with intense depth, just as the beast she built herself to be would. Why wouldn't this pest just fall?! The jerky wasn't enough, she needed more! As she began to continue the chase, she'd even dig her nails into the dirt to get extra traction. Yes, soon enough, she'd find herself nearing the immediate presence of her prey. ... Though, in an interesting turn of events. Rather than prey doing what it was best known for, and this one had demonstrated... It would no longer flee. No, instead... This prey, Lancer, would take the initiative and charge towards her once he was on his fit again. Was this a challenge? Standing up to show dominance? Not in her forest, not in her realm! Perhaps primal aspects were getting too out of hand, but she wouldn't dare let a challenger surpass her. This wasn't even so much a shark nature, but just raw aggression and dominance from her very core. She would beat him down and have a fine meal!
In her near-blind fury, all she could see was her prey with a spear in hand ready to collide with her. Was this going to be a standoff in strength alone? If so, she would have to overpower him and disarm him... Cripple the foe, then feast. As they charge, she would use her forward momentum to suddenly leaped towards her left in correlation with him holding his spear in his right hand. As she stomped her left foot into the ground, she would use a surge of strength to launch herself back towards Lancer now on her right. The force would erupt as the ground caved beneath force, and she would find herself closing on the immediate range of her target. In her shift of movement, she'd raise her left arm with Nomz readied, the teeth ready to block and parry the oncoming spear. If the spear was allowed to collide with her own wrist-mounted weapon, the secondary mechanic would activate and the teeth would begin to whirl in a saw-like motion. With both of their forces colliding, the sudden shift by her saw was clearly intended to try and disarm, or at least leave him open. If the opening was made, she would reach with her free hand to try and grab at his shirt. With such a fearsome grip, if allowed, she'd pull him to the right and aim him right towards a close standing tree in a violent toss. To be thrown with such force would surely cause immense damage to the tree, and one could only imagine the damage it'd do to a simple man. ... Fortunately, these fighters had aura. It always meant that the damage would be nerfed, but there was only so much... Perhaps with that armor though, he could even be thrown through the tree. Oh Rachel, why are you playing with your food? Or trying to, anyway. It all depended on if he was quick enough to react, but she would have all four of her nomz readied for whatever assault he had planned next for her. Not only did her teeth ache for his blood, but the teeth of her weapons.
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Ghost254
Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2018 6:47 am
Things were quiet. Too quiet, the howling of what sounded like beowolves came from far northwest of their position shattering that silence. Placing a hand on his masked chin he wondered if one of the groups agitated the wild life...Agitation. None of the groups had made significant moves, this class wasn't given a specific time limit. This could take hours...this could take days. Feng would open up her life story. So she to was from Mistral. She too was wealthy like his master...and she to left that life behind though one could say hers was far less luxurious. He reviewed everything Feng had taught earlier, this was much simpler for him as he could play back his memories as though they were rolls of film. While he had yet to put any of into action he certainly had gotten the form and focus down. Returning the memory from whence it came. He looked to Feng and Daenerys both meticulously at work. If he were to assume the same...the other groups would likewise be preparing similar defenses. Preparation, the opposite of that was chaos, a cause for alarm, or...a reason to take action. A plot was made, a reason to encourage conflict with the other teams. After all humans were curious creatures.
"Daenerys, Feng, continue whats you're doing. Ignore any smoke you happen to see. I think it time, to make it difficult for everyone to simply hide in their dens." It was spoken in a very snake like way, dubious even, he hadn't exposed nor was his faunas nature an obvious one but it would present itself in full here. Jentel would leave his group without so much as allowing them the time to disagree. It was a reckless thing he was bout to do after all. But as far as Feng knew and was told he hadn't any teeth on his person. Still it may have been a cause for worry.
Jentel would have found a clearing the clearing was ideally somewhat close to a river. It was likely there were individuals gather the necessary supplies for a long days worth of survival. But Jentel, would speed things up. He would form a fire pit hastily, one that would burn well, and for a good while. He would appeal to the one thing all creatures had, curiosity. Would it be leading them into a trap? No. Its intent was to lead individuals into each other. Individuals whom were not himself, so that they may have their bouts while team Fudj would stick to the shadows until Feng could readily begin her assault only desirably weakened targets...hopefully she wouldn't think that opportunity would be after he'd start the flame.
With flint and steel, the flame caught up as soon as the masked boy left, the signal was lit as black smoke began to billow from the tree tops. Although in his rush to leave, a rock that guarded the fire pit dislodged...if none fell for the bait then there would be more than just smoke from this part of the forest. He'd recklessly set the stage for a potential wild fire. Either, or...that would certainly flush out those in hiding. Smoke began to fill the sky thicker now from where he flames was placed. Jentel returning to his team if not bumping into them half-way if he was followed. He hoped they didn't as that would be rather compromising.
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After taking out a bottle, Zed would fill the bottle to the brim with the streams water. Purifying thebwater would have to be a task for later. After that, Zed would follow after Ora who seemed to know how to track them down. Zed himself would look at anything around their surroundings that would suggest that the three they were looking for would have made some mark that would show their tracks of some kind. If the worse came to be, Zed would think of ways to cause an explosion with his semblance and take whoever came out by surprise. Ora, you know anything about these three from HARE we should know about? All I got are their looks, is all. Zed would say. The more info he had on them, the better.
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Ora was about to reply to Zed when she heard a voice pierce the serene sounds of the river. There was no way in hell. There was no way...he had to have been captured...wait, no, his berserker state would prevent that. She just hoped that he took out a lot of Vale in the meantime. She would slide down into the river where the man was, taking Lena with her. From her back, the color of yellow would appear. It seemed like an aura.
She would just stare at him, his hair had changed, but this was him. This was Felix, her twin. Tears started to flow down Ora's face. "Felix.." Her voice was soft, as if it was a mother speaking to a child. Tears started to pour down her face. She knew that he didn't know who she was, and it took everything in her power not to go up to him and hug him. However, she couldn't stop the yellow Aura coming off of her back, she was happy. Genuinely happy. "It's me Ora, do you remember me?" Tears would stream down her face, making the mud on her face slightly wash off. He seemed to be yelling at a cat, but Ora had someone in her hair right now, so there wasn't much of a difference.
When Ora went down to the river, Lena clung to onto Ora. Movement kept her bounce to which Lena fell from Ora's hair. Landing with a small thud the insect sized Faunus slowly got up. "Ouch..." It was joyful to see Ora happy, it made her feel good. Slowly climbing back up she sat down on Ora's shoulder. "He has a lot of similarities to you Sweety." With an internal sigh she laid down, slightly in pain. "Next time... warn me before the charge. Didn’t get a solid hold and now in pain." Feeling some more things pop, wincing a little. "I’m glad you didn’t step on me."
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Yuoko Kage
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The-DJ-Ghost
Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2018 6:37 pm
► Kōya o Aruke 【 Mood ≡ Dazed, Curious, Hurt, Sad, Happy. What is going on. 】 【 With ≡ Molly 】 【 Semblance - Passive ≡ Memory Count 1/6 】 【 Level | Posts ≡ 0 | 2 】 【 out. of. confusion. ≡ 】
XXXAyyyy, look at that. Fluffy-haired girl with horns came to his rescue! Trying to get a footing, Felix would look up towards the woman as she slid down to him. Happy to have help on the way, he'd raise his hand to wave at her. "Hey hey! Ya heard me!" Oh he had the widest grin, things were finally starting to look up. At least, that was until he noticed her face. It was a complicated, mixed expression. The woman was tearful, each drop cascading down her cheek and leaving tracks in the mud. Yet, which such tearful eyes, her face had a mix of sadness and overwhelming happiness. There was the oddest sense of familiarity. His raised hand would lower, and his wide grin would falter a bit. "Felix? Felix... Mmm..." Something about the feline memories that rang in his head wanted to whisper the familiarity, but alas... All he could gather was the name, Molly. "Ora... Hey Ora, I'm sorry but... I don't. Maybe Molly here knows ya." His footing would slip, the mud causing him to slowly slide down the rock before he could curl his toes and stop it. As he indicated to Molly, he'd point towards the sassy feline that sat on the sidelines. Felix though ... Haven't heard of 'em. But but! Don't cry, it's okay! Just help me out and we can go looking for him. ... Though... Ya got something on your shoulder there." His smile would come back, trying to comfort the poor girl who just seemed to be a blubbering mess of emotions. Motion with his hand, he'd point to her shoulder where Lena had climbed to. What kind of bug was that, anyways?
"I'm a bit lost myself! Woke up here with miss sass over there, but I must've hit my head hard... Don't recall a thing! Except for her name, Molly... Unless that's mine. Do I look like a Molly?" Such a fickle train of thought. With his new question, he'd start stepping towards her as he looked down at himself. Molly was a pretty feminine name, and he became less and less sure that it could be his just by his own ... Male features. The scars were an interesting touch though. He'd even catch a glance of the water, noticing his own facial features. Brown hair with blonde roots, horns... Actually, minus the brown hair and being ... Well, male, it looked like some of his own features were similar to what he could see of the woman before him. Eyes, horns, face structure. ... Huh. "Mmm... Well! Hey, where didja last see this Felix? If it gets both of us out of here, the better! Maybe we could... Oh... Oh... Oh s**t!" With a mix of water, poor grace, and the mud gunking up the slippery rock he was on... Well, the next step would cost him all his footing. It was only to his good fortune that he had managed to reach Ora, who he'd reach out to try and grab her arm to support himself. Even if she pulled away, it was still the brief moment of contact that would change everything.
His eyes went dark, for but a split second.
Everything came to him in that moment. Birth. Pain. Sadness. Suffering. There was an overwhelming sense of despair and pain that filled his mind and heart, and it would be shown as he suddenly grasped his chest and gasped violently. If he still had a hold of her, his fingers would certainly clench and dig into her skin, a violent death grip. It was agony. All of the pain coming to him at once. Pain from being sold, tortured, protecting, fighting, and loss.. There was such an overwhelming urge to protect. To endure the pain for anyone else so that they wouldn't have to experience remotely what she had. The entire time she had someone by her side, her brother, even if they were both suffering. When watching him suffer, it seemed to be far more painful than anything physical they could do. Felix, Felix... Ora. Ora! Felix, Ora. Felix! ORA! Felix... "Or... Ora..."
It hurt... It all hurt. His breathing was strained, but calm... In between his heavy breaths, he even managed to say her name... All while trying to cope with everything he had experienced. There were happy moments too. At least, comparatively. The liberation freed them shackles of trading and slavery. That, however, wasn't done without bloodshed. A familiar man, one that appeared countless times in the memories, met quite the gruesome end. It was the only way, and his records would be taken, including his dying words. From there, she spent her time fighting alongside those who saved her, their leader, and her brother. It was their living, and truly the highlight of their life. Her brother had such a fickle memory, she had to start recording his messages. It was the only way to make sure he stayed out of trouble. And once the fighting was done... They could go live on a farm, harvesting vegetables. But... Was there ever truly an end to the battle? Everyone had fallen, the leader was taken... Her brother gone missing. Where once she had everything, she was left with nothing ... She was alone. Of course, with the hope to find someone again, anyone. She had lived on the outside, stranded in these outskirts... She barely got along but managed to keep away in a den somewhere. After all, she had to... What else could they do? Until she came to Beacon, anyways. ... Now there were others, she wasn't quite so alone. ... These memories went by much faster, much more recent... Though, there was a distinct fondness for a wasp faunus that seemed to radiate. All of that aside though, several things stuck. Pain. Loneliness. Overwhelming desire to protect. Anger. Love. Happiness. And... The one that she spent so much of her life with looked remarkably similar to the image he saw in the water.
"I'm... Ora... No... Tch... I've seen a mirror before, that's you.. Huh? So .. Uh..." For but a moment, he'd experience the shock of thinking he was someone else. ... Honestly, what else did he have to go with, aside from recognizing him..her...self... From the memories? Clearly, the reflection he saw wasn't Ora, so it had to be the one he was staring at. Hissing for a moment, he'd lift his hand from his chest and clutch his head. "Felix... Felix is right here, huh? Hum... Ora, Felix... Zed.. Lena? Lena!" Oh man, he was winded, but he suddenly recognized the small faunus that was sitting on Ora's shoulder, then looked at his own. "Wait, weren't you on my shoulder Lena? The hell? ... No, wait... Right... Not Ora. God this is a mess." That was the simple way to put it. This was a huge mess, and was only going to get more confusing from here on out. Taking his hand from her for a moment, he'd slap his own face with both hands... Trying to stay focused. "Okay... Everything hurts... But. Focus.. Focus... You're here. You're Felix. I think? Maybe she's Felix... Or the cat. No. No. Stop it. That's Molly, This is Ora. ... Ora.. Felix. Molly. Felix. Ora. Ora!" The endless babble finally ceased when he came to the conclusion... She was Ora! He felt the slightest hesitance, just as she had before... It took every fiber of her being to keep from hugging him, but... It clicked in his mind. There was a reason she didn't, and now... Due to his own clumsiness, it didn't matter. He'd suddenly throw his arms around her, pulling her in a tight, long needed embrace. ... He found himself getting rapidly warmer, practically siphoning her body heat from being chilled by the creek. Then... There was also traces of yellow aura radiating from his back, for he had her matching birthmark that would so carelessly reveal how he felt.
Life, is like the ocean. It can be rigid, or it can be still... ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
While Feng worked, Dani watched, doing her best to follow suit, moving her fingers in the same way, making her best attempt at creating the same weapons and traps. She really wasn't half bad at any of it, picking up the tasks quite quickly, the same way she had when she had first observed Jentel. It seemed when the girl wasn't under immense pressure or stress, she preformed much better. Granted, she had always been a little clumsy and accident prone, but something about being yelled at and chided only made those traits worse. It was more than that, it triggered the anxiety and then she would completely freeze up. The longer they were at it, the easier the braiding, twisting, and tying became easier. Delicate fingers moved nimbly over the vines and cords, listening as Feng broke into the story of her past. It wasn't the first time she had mentioned her grandpa or her family, but she had never gone into so much depth before. More than that, she had never showed such emotion, such vulnerability...
Dani blinked, Violet eyes growing slightly wide as she dropped the vines she had been working on in her lap, glancing up to stare at her tiny captain. It really was an awful story. For someone so young and small to be treated in such a completely horrid way. Granted, it had shaped Feng into the person she was today. Sure, she could be a little gruff, a little rough around the edges. She was cranky and at times inconsiderate with a tendency to lash out at the people who poked her the wrong way, even if by accident. Dani would be lying if she said she was not a bit fearful of the tiny terror, but her strength was something that could not be denied and she really did make a good leader when she wanted to. Still, Dani couldn't imagine growing up in such a horrible environment. Dani had lived a happy life, sheltered away on her little island. Her parents had been loving and kind, her brother had been protective and supportive. Her tragedy had struck when it had all been torn away from her. That's where her heart ache came from, that's where her won scars came from. Both physical and emotional.
Despite everything, Dani still had her brother, and Feng had her grandpa to get her through the tough times, but noticing the wetness in her eyes, Dani looked torn A part of her just wanted to reach out and hug the girl. Another part feared she might pay for that move. The pink-haired girl really wasn't sure how their captain felt about Physical contact, at least not when it was on the gentler side of the scale. The only experience she had with it was the constant flicks to the forehead, pokes to the side, and pinches to her arms. Still, seeing Feng in such a state, she felt she couldn't let the moment go by unnoticed. However, rather than just flinging her arms around the girl, she reached out and placed her hand over Feng's hand, squeezing lightly for a moment before sliding it back and curling her arms around her torso. "You're grandpa taught you well and I'm lucky to have you to help me learn the same lesson." She murmured softly, offering her a small smile. To her dismay, Dani was unable to help the faint blush that filled her cheeks. It seemed to be an instinctive reaction to anything outside of her comfort zone.
The moment passed quickly, and as if nothing had happened at all, Feng maneuvered herself back onto her feet with an impressive back flip before using the tool she had just made to climb up into a tree. The captain smirked down at Dani and she smiled back, seeming to very nearly let loose something that might be considered a laugh, but the sound was quiet and it was hard to say for sure. Just a moment later, Jentel approached them and what he said seemed to surprise her. Not so much the words themselves, but rather, the way he said them. She had always expected him of not being entirely human, there were little traits that gave it away here and there, but she had never really been able to pinpoint what type of faunus he might be. Not with the way he keep himself covered. However, the snake-like infliction of his voice in this moment pretty much gave it away. Daenerys looked worried at the idea of letting him wonder the forest alone, and not because she knew he held one of the shark teeth that was so vital to their mission, but rather for his own well-being. For a moment she looked like she might argue, which would have been a truly shocking thing to witness, but in the end she simply nodded.
Once he had gone, she finally returned her attention to the work at hand. With the rope she had braided initially with Jentel and the further held she had received with Feng, she had ended up with a weapon very similar to her own chain scythe. Surely the wooden limbs she had sharpened to a point on either end did not possess the same sharpness, but the would do. If swung just the right way it might puncture someone, otherwise the blunt force of the hit might be enough to knock a person back for a moment. She could also use it to trip someone if the situation occurred or could swing it over a branch and use it to climb to safety much the same way Feng had. She was thankful for her team for showing her how to do such things and proud of her self for once for actually being able to manage it. However, at the time she was starting to get worried for Jentel. He had been gone for quite a while. There was a large plume of black smoke rising into the sky, growing thicker as time passed, but every moment that his absence lingered, her anxiety grew.
Pushing herself to her feet she took a few cautious steps in the direction her had left. "Feng," She started softly, seeming a bit unsure of herself. While Jentel seemed to be comfortable putting his opinion forth, even if it contradicted with their leader's, Dani was not to that point yet. "Maybe... well... um..." She stuttered, struggled and then fell silent, slowly turning to face Feng once more. "Maybe we should go look for Jentel."With her back to him, she hadn't heard him approaching and her anxiety over the situation had been clouding her other senses. Not to mention Jentel had a knack for being extremely quiet when he really wanted to. So, she wasn't aware of his presence until she turned back around and took a couple steps forward before nearly running right into his chest. Stumbling backwards she brought her hands to her mouth to stifle the squeak that was about to leave her lips. It was not an uncommon sound for Dani to make when she was startled, but it would certainly give away their position that Jentel had worked so hard to distract everyone from if she were not careful. The tiny girl only barely managed to catch herself before falling flat on her butt. A dark blush crept up her neck and into her cheeks as she realized it was just Jentel. Hanging her head so her hair fell into her face, she didn't quite make eye contact. "Erm... sorry."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2018 11:14 am
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(🔶) ZED LOWENHERZ (🔶)
| Name - Zed Lowenherz | Age - 16 | Year - Freshman | Alighnment - Beacon | Post Count - 25
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Zed was waiting to hear her speak of what Ora would say in terms of the other members of team HARE but was soon interrupted by a strange man who just like Ora, also had goat horns. He must be the same type of Faunas as the two girls. Zed would get into a defensive fighting stance, as he would prepare for anything the guy would pull. Instead, Ora just went over to him, accidentally dropping the small sized wasp Faunas from her, before she would sit on Ora's shoulder. Something about all this was fishy. Felix... you two know eachother? Zed asked the obvious. It was then that this Felix character who acted strangely. Just now, he had no idea of who Felix was, and thought it was someone else, now he seemed to be struggling to even remember the name until it came back to him after slipping in the water and hurting his head. Was he perhaps an amnesiac who may be in serious pain? Yet now he seemed to get up and would begin talking... differently to say the least. He was acting like as if he himself was Ora. Thinking Lena was on his shoulder, and that he knew Zed. But how would the guy know his name? This must be Semblence related in a way. What the hell is up with him? after endless babbling between saying three different names, it all came to him and he knew that Ora was his twin sister. Zed went back into his defensive stance as he hugged her. What a weird guy... He would mutter, keeping his guard up.
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