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The spectral bird snapped it's beak at Lena three or four times before the cat interrupted it. After that it turned into a comical spat or flashing wings and flying jumps as the bird evaded. Eventually the bird got fed up with the interference and started to peck the cat. Flying up and then diving onto it to stab it's beak into it somewhere to cause it the most grief possible. Which also made it hard for the cat to get anything out of fighting back but the occasional feather or two. All the while Lena had to hold on for dear life like she had signed up for a rodeo bull or bronco ride and dodge the occasional peck that was too close for comfort as the large bird and cat scuffled about. The bird split off when another person came running up. The spectral bird landed upon a branch and cawed out in annoyance at the cat. Then it focused it attention on Ora. From its branch it just sat and watched.
Remus pushed off from the tree. "I found another team. Doesn't seem like they are faring too well. All split up and in oddly poor shape already... At least for now they aren't heading this way either." He reported after the other two had finished their little chat. Henryk was asking for some details about them. Chloris seemed to turn that request over to him rather quickly. Before he made any response he checked on the scouts again to make sure nothing new had developed. He could see through the birdie scouts he sent out that Ora and Lena were still on their own with the cat and the small girl seemed to be freaking out over Ora's injuries.
Remus looked up into the tree at Henryk. "Lets see. How would I describe myself. Well you already know I have been attending the huntsman schools in the area for a while. Ever since Atlas. I'm from Atlas originally actually. That's enough for basic background I think. As for personal descriptions on how I view myself... In a word.. probably would be 'knight'. Scout, and a few others probably fit as well. But knight probably best gives the image of my skills and personality." Remus explained to Henryk and Chloris. After which he glanced at Chloris as it would likely be her turn to share next.
► Kōya o Aruke 【 Mood ≡ What is going on. 】 【 With ≡ Team Dolz, Molly 】 【 Semblance - Passive ≡ Memory Count 1/6 】 【 Finger Bang ≡ Right [98/100] | Left [100/100] 】 【 Level | Posts ≡ 0 | 5 】 【 out. of. confusion. ≡ 】
XXXOh man, Ora was speedy! Had she always been so speedy? It didn't seem like that was really her forte... Thinking back to all the times that he... No, she... Was wearing armor, being a relatively slow moving person. Seeing her take off in such a burst of speed surely surprised him, but hey... Wasn't he doing the same thing? "Ah, Ora! Hold on! I'm trying to keep up!" Felix shouted, though... It all made sense. She was worried, and so was he... Lena was so tiny, and being lost in such a forest ... Well, it was terrifying. Black aura had begun to seep from his own back, but not nearly to the point that Ora's was. Felix was just a bit too go with the flow, but that didn't mean he wasn't worried. It didn't take long, though... Sure, there was a lot of running, but he noticed the change right away. The flash of pink that bled through the black mess... It could only mean one thing. "Molly!" Of course he'd notice the cat first. It was much larger and didn't have his sister in the way. As soon as he caught up with his sister though, he'd notice that Lena was scooped up into her palms. "And Lena! Thank all that you're safe! Aren't you a bit small to be swimmin' anyway? Jeez, givin' us a wicked scare!" ... Again. Felix was a bit less serious than his sister, but... He meant well. He was quite worried about the poor girl, and traces of pink sparked from his own mark while the black would fade.
"Hey, you're okay right? Little puss didn't hurt you too bad..?" Felix asked curiously, vaguely worried while taking a closer look towards the pintsized Lena. She... Appeared fine? Though she was soaked. The more pressing matter was the crimson liquid dripping from Ora, and such a sight would cause Felix's eyes to widen in shock. "Whoa, Ora?! What the hell happened? That from all the runnin'?? Hey, maybe Zed was right. Headin' to the infirmary and all... Seems like you could use a patch up." Oh man, what were they gonna do? All things considered, Ora was sporting her damage pretty well... It seemed the thing that really wore her down was the scars of the past, similar to his own. Before he could think much longer about it, though, he heard an annoyed growl from Molly. Focusing his attention, he crouched down to meet his sourpuss who was hissing at a cawing bird above. Taking another second to look at the situation, he noticed tuffs of fur along with oddly spectral feathers before looking up to the tree at the bird. "Oi! Birdbrain, you the one that did this to my cat? Talk about rude! Come on, .. Actually. Then again, she's been a big puss since I woke up.." He scoffed a laugh with his remark, and Molly seemed to glare at him like she couldn't believe it. "Wouldn't mess with a sourpuss like this tho, could getcha in trouble. But, props to ya, birdbrain." Giving a commandment to the bird, he'd raise his right hand up to snap a finger gun ... But, it all happened so fast. Now that his vambraces were dry, a material would unravel from them and wrap around his fingers in the blink of an eye. Felix hadn't even quite noticed it, and followed through with a snap of his fingers. "Bang."... Only to launch an aura bullet at the bird, which if it hit, could certainly do a number on the spectral creature in addition to damaging the bark and knocking a mess of leaves from the tree. His eyes went wide instantly seeing the aura bullet piece through the tree, jumping back before looking at his hand in shock. "Whoa!! Ora, Lena! Didja see that? I shot the bird with my finger! ... Guess I really should get a concealment permit for these things." Subconsciously, he motioned his hand towards the tree and snapped his finger again, only to launch a second bullet that splintered the wood and scattered some bark. "Whoa s**t! ... Right. Fingerguns is dangerous, use with caution."
Pulling his amazement away from his new found weapon, he would focus on Ora and Lena again who both had a tender reunion... But also had a serious injury. "Hey hey, you gonna be okay sis? Maybe we should getcha someplace better to relax and recover." He'd offer a suggestion, finally calming down from his more eccentric self to truly commit to his concern for his sister. After all... She was bleeding! You'd have to be crazy not to, and... He's crazy, and was still concerned!
Ora didn't care about how she was injured. "Lena, I'll be fine, I'm more worried about you!" Ora's face showed that she was worried about her bumblebee. She wanted to hold Lena in her arms, not in her hands. There was two ways that Ora could protect her girlfriend while she was this size. She knew that Felix wouldn't care that she had placed her in this safe place, but Zed might.
She would look at Zed, who was missing his duster. She would finally hand Felix the jacket that she had been holding. With her other hand, she would stick Lena in her cleavage. Once she had both hands, she would adjust her boobs, so that the bumblebee would be safe for when they walked back to the school. Ora had realized how bad her wounds would be. "Zed's right...we need to go back to the school. Normally a wound like this would be fine...but I have mud all over my legs..." Ora was feeling fine, but aura wouldn't fight off an infection. Some of her scars were as bad as they were because of infection.
She would move again, Lena now secure, and Felix hopefully covered. She then would see that Felix had found his weapon. "I'm glad the old gun still works." She would step forward, and pain would ripple through her body. It caused her body to sway. Ora would then splash water on the wound, causing a burning pain in her leg. She would then spit open the netting that was there. it was bad, of it was bad. She was happy that Lena couldn't see how far she had pushed herself. "Felix..." There was worry in her voice. She would turn towards him, showing him that she had a wound on her leg from the bottom of her skirt to the top of her knee.
She had Felix's scroll. She would pull it out, and she would hold it in front of Lena. "We need a medical evacuation." Ora knew that if she wanted to protect her family, she would need to get to a doctor immediately. Her tone betrayed that she was worried about how bad the wound was.
Lena was blushing hard as Ora placed her in cleavage. Outside the fact it was warm, it was part of her Lena hadn’t seen yet. "Are...nevermind." She moved and rested on of them. "Get to the nurse, don’t forget to grab our gear too." She was warm, bringing her scroll she began to fiddle. Trying to fix her gear in the comfort of Ora's bosom. "If Felix grabs our gear we can get you to the nurse."
A lone, multicolored wolf, strode through the forest, panting heavily and bleeding from several gashes on its side. Its pace was far slower than usual, its injuries slowing it down as it limped. The wolf had survived yet another battle, one in a long line of its relatively short life. It had been the large dark creatures, ones with large fangs and claws. Not a bear, nor anything that claimed territory like a bear or wolf would. But a creature that was unnatural, dark as night with long bright claws and face. It had attacked while he was hunting. The male may have perished in such an attack had it not been for its pack. Even now, at his slowed pace, he could hear his pack all around him, traveling through the forest to the same destination. Though the sounds were near undetectable, he knew to listen for them as he could smell his packs scent all around him.
An indeterminate amount of time passed as they traveled. Prey was never near one of their temporary homes, quickly learning to move away once they moved in. The cave they were headed to was just one of many homes the wolf has known in his time with the pack. They stayed in one area for a while, but would invariable move whenever prey became scarce in the area or the weather changed too much. It was how their pack had survived in this forest for so long. The wolf was steadily beginning to weaken from his wounds, his limp more pronounced and his pace itself slowing further. The wounds themselves, while alone were no killing blows, were still bleeding as a trail of blood had been steadily being left from his traveling. Further, should they be left untreated, and even if they were, there would be chance of infections. It could not be treated till he arrived at their destination, which was thankfully near. Else they would be left in the open for another attack, and though the pack cared for its members, the good of the pack came first. He needed to survive to reach safety first. They were near enough now that he could begin to see it in the distance. His ears pricked up and he paused as his head swiveled from the sound of much louder movement than what he was accustomed to from his pack. Waiting, listening, smelling, the wolf remained mostly still to try and determine the source. Soon enough, it showed itself as a small bird flying up from the bushes and into the trees, likely startled by another wolf. Relaxing slightly from guard, the wolf continued his trek.
The wolf slowly entered the cave, not because of weariness, but of fatigue. Immediately, the natural scents of the forest was overridden by the smell of the pups and the other members of the pack, male and female alike. Others from the hunting group strode in behind and past him, going to their own respective sleeping areas. Only now, in close proximity, could it be noticed how the wounded wolf differed. While the others were mostly brown, he was a blend of silver, grey, black and white. Further, he stood a bit taller at the shoulder and in body length than most. Finally, he was given a decent space between himself and the others as he went to his spot at the back of the cave.
He was an alpha of the pack, despite not originating from it. While his last hunt had not been successful, he had many that were and had defended his pack from the very beginning. He had earned his way into it, and proved his worth to remain in it. Reaching his own "bed", he would walk in circles before settling down with his head on his paws, looking at the rest of his pack. Most were settling down, some pups were still playing while others were feeding. The sentries were near the entrance, alert for any dangers. The alpha began to lick his wounds, trying to clean them as best he could. Once he was satisfied, he shuffled and shifted till he was comfortable before drifting off to sleep. Unaware that in the midst of it, he triggered a mechanism which activated a hidden music box. Tucked away in the corner of his spot, it began to play. No other wolf so much as lifted their heads in response to the music, or the human voices from it.
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OOC: This is nowhere near anyone here (but nowhere else to post it)
Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2018 6:01 pm
Chloris frowned slightly at his report of the other team. Well, that would not fair well for those ones. She frowned at the thought of having to go against the teacher, and thought it was nice the teacher was not after them. Not that they wouldn't be ready for her if she Had chosen to face them. Still, she was glad they didn't have to...yet.
Acantha then looked to Remus, listening with genuine interest of their teammate's personal tale about himself. Atlas? He was a long way from home...but so was she, to be fair. Thinking about it, she was kind of glad she was not the only far-traveler within the group."A knight?"She thought about that word for description, and nodded to herself as she found it would be quite accurate of the young man's character.
She then smiled a little, sheepishly, her cheeks lightly painted with pink from focus turning to her when Remus was done speaking of himself."Well, my life has not been very exciting, I hail from my family's farm in Mistral. I am the eldest of three children. Unlike Remus, I was home-taught and trained with my family weapon,"She then was a little quiet, a slight accent revealing itself as she spoke and rested her left index finger thoughtfully on her chin,"I guess I would describe myself as a resourceful fighter."She then looked down at her hands before looking to the boys after she was done.
Out of Chamomile~!: Post(s) Count: 9 Profile Location: Outskirts; briars clearing Semblance Activation: Rest Post 1/4 Outfit/Equipped: -look to profile-; Backpack with miscellaneous supplies; tall quarterstaff.
It started with brief fragments. Images of humans, fighting, buildings and food. Brief images from a different height, a different place. All confusing, all foreign. Then the images got longer. Talking as a human, dealing damage and taking some, sleeping in a bed, eating with utensils. Knowing what all these things were. Then, clarity. Getting entire memories. Memories of a faunus. A life much longer than the wolf. A life much different than this one. The life of Feralis. It was then that the transformation began. Bloody, messy, where there was once a wolf a man slowly emerged. Sleeping soundly, unknowing that it took place, with only the wolf pups reacting by retreating to their mother. None of the other wolves seemed concerned or moved. They were used to it. Perhaps it was his wolf ears, silver hair and tail. Or perhaps they had seen it before. Regardless, all stayed peaceful through the night for the cave of wolves and one faunus.
Dawn broke, and the early light slowly filtered through the cave. Wolves came and went, but the faunus remained asleep. That is, until a few curious pups began to feel bold and began to play on him. Tussling, tumbling, fighting and yipping. The ruckus could awaken even the dead if it was over their graves, So, unsurprisingly, there was a groan and slight shift of movement. The pups scattered, their boldness gone now that the unknown creature began to wake. He didn't want to. Really did not, feeling sore and exhausted. But because of the pups disturbance, he found that sleep was now elusive. Especially as more light began to filter into the cave. Slowly, groggily, he opened his eyes. He was confused for a second before the memories of just before his last transformation came. He had purposefully done so, and had been for the last few years. He had held nothing in civilized society worth staying human for, so he had decided to live amongst his pack. Briefly wondering why he was a faunus again, he saw one of his fail safes. A simple delayed pressure sensitive pad that triggered it. Set up to ensure he was sleeping here to play.
Now Feralis began to get up, straining his now faunus body a little as he got his bearings back after a few falls. He stretched, and only then noticed the small sounds the pups were making, having blocked it out in his tiredness. 'Must be a new litter.' He thought to himself, remembering no young when he was last a faunus. The mother, a little ways away with some pups feeding, only briefly glanced at him. She knew him, and he familiar with her. Feralis would shift his body and faunus features in brief greeting before focusing on the pups. Already, there was one brave one trying to challenge him. Smiling, he met the challenge and playfully batted at him. The pup scurried back and still acted tough. His smile broadening, Feralis barked to him and began to move his tail playfully. Even dropping down to all fours like a wolf. Eventually, the pup eased into his presence and the two began to play. Soon all the did, pouncing him and batting with their own paws, nipping him when they could. He in turn did so gently.
This little game continued until their mother finally called them to feed. It was both fun and necessary for him to play with the new litters. He had to get them accustomed to him young so that they would accept him as part of the pack, to be comfortable with his presence, so that there would be no conflict later. As they left, he tried recalling what happened while he was a wolf. It was always vague, broken; like a dream. But it did keep him generally informed of what he did as a wolf. 'For more Grimm attacks.' He thought to himself. They had attacked the pack from time to time, specifically targeting him. They knew he was different. He was originally going to shift back...but the knowledge of the attacks made him hesitate. He could go back to just being a wolf... 'But that puts the pack in danger.' He thought to himself. He wanted to stay with his pack, but he was a liability for now. His eyes gradually drifted to a little crevice by his spot. He stared at it for a while, then to his own body. His faunus body...clad only in very baggy underwear that was somehow rigged to stay on which had been absent during his wolf form... "How does this still appear on me!?" He thought to himself, as all his other clothes were typically destroyed yet somehow this survived and disappeared when he was a wolf.
He decided then and there what he must do. Even if he didn't really want to after the first time. After the loss of his team...After his stupid mistake. He didn't even know if they would take him in. He began to dig through the crevice, pulling a way rocks that kept his stuff safe. Resolving himself to his task. First, he pulled out his short jacket. It did not cover his entire torso, but it was all he really needed. Then his socks and pants, feeling them like restraints but ones he could bear and get used to again. Then he took out his boots and vambraces, slipping them on and experimentally, activating the spikes to make sure they still functioned. Finally, he retrieved his great axe, experimentally testing his grip and weight, swinging it and transforming it. Satisfied all was as it should be, he hung it onto his back with a small little holder for ease of access. His stuff packed, e was about to go before he remembered a few last things. Reaching deep into the crevice, he pulled out his necklace and choker. While he put on the choker quickly, he paused before he wore the necklace. The music box on it brought both pleasant and painful memories. He slowly put it on, and walked towards the exit of the cave, The pups, and some wolves, almost followed him before he turned to them and gestured no. He was not going on a hunt. He was not going for a walk or swim. He was leaving...for how long he was unsure. He would come back as often as he could...but he didn't know how often it would be. At the entrance, he stopped and looked back at his family. With a long, drawn out, mournful howl, he left. Heading for beacon.
OOC: If you want to know what the transformation is like, ask me and I will PM you.
Have Faith In Us Eren
Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2018 7:01 pm
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Ora would look down at Lena. She wanted to walk back? Ora's Leg was starting to spasm from it being in so much pain. Ora would lean against a tree now. She didn't want to sit down, as not to expose her leg to more foreign material. She looked down at her girlfriend. "If we walk, I won't make it back to the school."
She didn't want Lena to see what was happening, but she was bleeding, and she knew from seeing this happen to people. You could die from a wound where it was. "They can get us our gear once I'm safe." She didn't know how else to say about it without showing Lena the wound, and she didn't want to. "A first Aid kit isn't going to help Lena..."
Henryk smiled slightly amused as Chloris seemed to divert the question to Remus. He wasn't sure if it was because she wasn't sure what to say or if she were legitimately shy. Its something he would have to learn about her in the future as they all got to know each other better. Hearing Remus' report on another team was good for them, but he hoped they were ok. He didn't want anyone to be seriously injured, this was all in good fun in his mind. Still, he would nod to him as he appreciated how useful Remus' semblance was for them. He would be very helpful in the future for them. Remus started by saying he was from atlas, and that he would be best described as a knight. Cocking his head to the side, he would look him over to see if it truly fit. From the vague things he had heard about atlas, he knew they were very military and Remus seemed to be as well. He was very tactical as was his semblance, though he seemed friendly enough and not at all like he would expect a soldier to be. He genuinely liked him. Going over to the knight description...he could see it, both from actions and words. It did make him want to mess with him more about it later on though.
Now it was the reluctant Chloris' turn. She was apparently from mistral, had some siblings and claimed to have a boring life. Also saying she was home trained and a resourceful fighter. 'Not the exact answers I was looking for.' He thought to himself. He merely shrugged as he would go with it while thinking of her answers. It seemed so far no one was from here, as she was from mistral. He knew even less about there than he did atlas, but it was good to know at least she was a good fighter. He would need to press her more later on that type of thing to actually learn more about her and Remus or just see if it naturally flowed at some point. Dropping from the tree, he would land safely on his feet before he would begin to speak. "Thank you for your answers. Not exactly ones I was thinking of but useful to know as well. To add to the exotic theme of our group so far, I am from Vacuo. Lived with a circus for a good part of my life before I ended up here." Henryk would smile and do a cartwheel where he would stop just before Chloris. "As you can probably tell from my theatrics and acrobatics. I like anything exciting, I would like to think I am a friendly person, though I've been told I can be stubborn." He would end with a friendly smile. Not long after that the class ended. Not much happened to them, they hadn't even seen anyone else other than from Remus' little animal spies.
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Have Faith In Us Eren
xLulie
Cursed1217
Aeval_Silvertongue
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2018 10:45 pm
Lena looked down at Ora's legs. "If Felix gets my harness you can put it on. Fly you over to the nurse. Granted we'd do five minutes at a time but if I can..." She tapped her chin a little, thinking of ways to make it faster. "This size I might be able to make last longer flight wise, but it would power down completely for a bit." She kept thinking, tinkering with the broken scroll she now had.
► Kōya o Aruke 【 Mood ≡ What is going on. 】 【 With ≡ Team Dolz, Molly 】 【 Semblance - Passive ≡ Memory Count 1/6 】 【 Finger Bang ≡ Right [100/100] | Left [100/100] 】 【 Level | Posts ≡ 0 | 6 】 【 out. of. confusion. ≡ 】
XXXOh hey, neat. Upon arriving to Lena and scooping her right up, Ora would finally pass off the neat duster that Ora had convinced the Zed guy from before to part with for at least a moment. Hey, he made a promise he'd take care of it at least. So, Felix didn't feel bad in the slightest. Impressed by its design, Felix would happily take a moment to turn and slip it on, all while Ora would begin to gently nestle Lena into her bosom. It was a bit tight, but it was a pretty cool jacket all things considered. ... He'd have to give it back at some point, but he was certainly looking forward to wearing it. As he turned, he'd flex his arms to make sure it was finely fit before looking towards Ora and Lena with a smile, snapping his non-gloved hand in their direction as a compliment. "Oh damn, nice! Why didn't I think of tha--- Oh wait, I don't have boobs. ... Right." As he went to ask, he had gone to cup the boobs he thought he had for a moment. Damn... This having the memories of his sister thing was gonna get pretty confusing pretty fast. Loving Lena, thinking he had boobs, where would it end?
Felix was ready to go with his sister. If she thought she needed some medical attention, then she definitely needed it. It wasn't something that she would admit to so easily, and he knew that... So. That settled it. MEdical station it was! ... Wherever it was. Though, a grin couldn't help but cross his face at the mention of the old gun. "They're pretty neat, eh? I use to practice with these all the time, huh?" It was a question he didn't even need to ask... He knew from her memories. He saw Felix having a hay day, constantly snapping his fingers and shooting targets. Surely of the firing squad, he was the one that enjoyed his job the most because of it. His s**t-eating grin could bring a sunny sky to any cloudy day, except this one. Hearing his name, he'd turn on his heel to bring his attention to Ora instantly. "Sup sis? Whatcha got?" He asked, genuinely curious before his eyes darted down to the wound that stretched from her skirt to her knee. Sure, he had a constantly carefree nature. But seeing such a wound, it... Brought back too many memories. A rush of worry and grief would wash over him his eyes going wide and black aura beginning to seep from his birthmark, just as Ora's had done earlier. "Oh s**t oh s**t... Okay, okay. Serious. Gotta be serious... We need to stop the bleeding. Ya can't use your aura, can you? ... No, that's stupid... Not with that mud..." Crouching down, he'd get a closer look at the wound... It was cluttered with mud, and stretched far too long and was bleeding profusely. ... No no, this wasn't good. Not at all. Just from what he saw, and the tone she talked in... This was getting to be way too serious, and if they didn't do something soon.. No, no. They couldn't have those thoughts right now. PMA. Positive Mental Attitude. That's what they needed right now.
"Alright, alright... There's other people around, right? The class. I can run, I can go try to grab our things if you think that'll do but... Ain't that just wastin' time? We should definitely call someone..." Pausing, he'd look at the scroll that Lena was beginning to mess with. Tilting his head, he definitely recognized it... It was the one that Ora had given him a long time ago, as well as put some messages on there for him... So... In theory. He'd lean forward, a bit close for comfort to his own sisters rack since that's where Lena was. "Mmm... Right, I've got an older model and the power button sticks. Sorry, here." Reaching forward, he'd tap the power button several times before it finally clicked and the scroll flickered to life. He'd smile in satisfaction, but the worry for his sister continued to plague his mind. "Alright, so... Call, get help, the---" Then nothing, because there was rustling right beside them and Felix would instantly turn on his heel to point both finger guns towards whatever was coming their way.
Team DOLZ
Ghost_Rios
Youroka Kage
Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2018 6:09 am
► Chandelier 【 Mood ≡ Hungry. 】 【 With ≡ Lancer 】 【 Semblance - Active ≡ Strength: +75% 5/6】 【 Ammo ≡ Left Nomz; 41 | Right Nomz; 50 | Anchor; 100】 【 Level | Posts ≡ 1 | 112 】 【 out. of. control. ≡ 】
XXXShe caught it again, the smell of blood. This time it was much more potent, in massive quantities even. ... It didn't smell like her previous prey though, not in the slightest. Whatever it was, she was ready to eat! Following the sound of water and the intense whiff of blood, the scale coated teacher would skid against the stream as she slammed her foot to stop just before she could splash down in the water. An intense growl rumbled from the pit of her throat while she began to look around violently around for her next meal, only to find a group of students. "Oh you gotta be freakin' kidding me! I thought I smelled lunch! God dammit." She'd howl, screaming and swearing up a storm. She was truly ready to gobble down whatever creature she had come across. Whether it was a wild animal, a grimm, or a Lancer. The only thing she wasn't allowed to eat was a student, which was what produced all that blood!
Though her mind was hazy, she'd smack herself in the head a few times to try and clear her mind. "Alright Rachel, get your s**t together. You can't eat the damn students." Though her mind was clouded with the scent of blood, her first attention would go to the male sheep faunus that ... She oddly recognized, similar to the female that was here. She couldn't quite place her finger on it, but... She had met them before, she was certain of it. And... Why was he pointing at her? "Boy. Where the hell did you come from? And why are you pointing at me like that? ... Are you a late fill in for team DOLZ? God damn... Well, whatever. I don't care. You are now." Rachel felt a loose tooth in her mouth, and would wiggle it free before spitting it on the ground towards Felix. "Keep a hold of that for class, though I doubt it even matters anymore... Aight, Mutton! Stop bleeding! You're making it hard for me to think!" The teacher would yell that her student who had clearly been completely hindered by her profuse injury that seemed to be gushing blood. "Okay okay. You're messed up, we can all see that. You're gonna have to show me how bad it is kid. Cause from what I see... It's probably a lot worse than you're showin'. Mutton two, get the hell over here!" Well, Felix had likely already been right next to his bleeding sister... But, hey. Whatever. He had to get over there either way. Rachel had to hesitantly crouch down next to the Ora that leaned against the tree. Though, the closer she got, the more her head would spin... Ooooh... The smell of blood was intense. "God kid... You sure as hell know how to kiss up to a teacher." Oh how badly Rachel just wanted to gobble this girl up, or at the very least... Enjoy a nice cup full of the crimson liquid. Yeah... She was kinda messed up. Anyways. To keep herself from completely losing her cool, she would reach up to her mask and fasten the clasps that let the bottom of her mask open. Couldn't dare risk biting a student. ... God, all of these seemed to be so familiar with two little sheep.
"You can't walk, can ya? Well... I got a couple ideas. Dependin' how bad your wound is, I'll use my sleeves to tie it off. We're probably gonna need pressure, and I think your thighs are just small enough that I can fit one of the Nomz around it... Don't worry. Teeth don't line the inside. That'd be bad design..." Rachel would begin to battle, while tearing off the sleeves to her wardrobe, and sliding off one of her rather thick vambraces. Felix would be ready by her side, ready to take instructions from the teacher, but she had to warn her. "This is gonna hurt a s**t ton, just so ya know. But it's the best we got. Once me and Mutton 2 get 'nough pressure to stop the bleedin, we're gonna haul your bum to the infirmary. Aight? It'll be a bit rough, but I think we can make it work... Elsewise, it won't be pretty. Unless you'd rather just sit here. But, ya know. I was told I'd get in trouble if I let one of ya die. Sooo............." Honestly, Rachel was concerned. She really was, she just had a weird way of showing it. Her job also kind of depended on it. She couldn't' guarantee that no one would die in her class, but she could certainly do her best to TRY and stop it.
Ora would look towards the sound that was coming towards them. Ora moving herself wasn't going to happen. One misstep, and her life would be over. There were no and ifs or butts. Then she would see the teacher. The teacher seemed to be on the hunt herself. However, Ora couldn't fight the teacher, not like this. She tensed up, before her leg sent another wave of pain through her body.
The teacher was calling her mutton again, and with the bleeding, she didn't doubt that she smelled like a meal. However, the teacher wasn't eating her thankfully. The teacher looked up her skirt though. The teacher would see that it went all the way to her inner thigh. The muscle was shoing, and there was one, beating line of veins that was still intact, but it was open to the air. Ora had pushed herself way too hard, and now her life was at risk. "If you need the blood to help, take it...but I'm afraid if I move, then I'll bleed out..." There was genuine concern in her voice. She couldn't keep her family if she died.
The teacher said that she had a way to get her back to the medical tents. It involved wrapping sleeves around her thigh, and cutting off the blood flow from her leg. Ora would nod. "I can handle the pain. I'm just not ready to die yet." She hated to do this, but if the teacher already knew about this kind of tattoo it would make sense. Maybe it was the blood loss making her crazy. Ora would move her hair to above her head, and then turn her neck towards the teacher. She was showing her slave tattoo to the teacher. Maybe she was out of it.
As the sun set, the students would make their way back to the clearing to pick up their weapons. None of the classmates had actually been in contact with each other, Most trying to set up traps for the other teams, and no one falling into them. However, one team was mostly missing. It was Team DOLZ, other than Zed. Zed had stayed behind to meet the other students on the request of the teacher. As everyone gathered to grab their belongings, 4 Elder Beowolves crashed through, with Ella, Dusk, Alistair and Ulysses running in front of them. Then in front of the class, Dusk would be slain, cut in half by one of their claws. Zed would run up to her, before the Beowolf would kill him as well.
The class worked together in order to kill the rest of the Grimm. While the mission of the 3 was successful in getting Alistair back, it ended in the bloody death of 2 students.
Chloris had awoken early the next morning and had headed out to the outskirts after she was ready. Still traumatized quite a bit from yesterday's...misfortunes."May their souls find peace."She thought with a bowed head as she walked. Though she was not without her guard up as she walked the path to the briars they had discovered."Well, I guess it's just you and me for now,"She said to the plants, though she doubted they would ever reply to her.
She then smiled to herself, still she felt tired from yesterday's activities. Not wanting to enter without her teammates, she sat under the tree just outside the briars. Closing her eyes, as she set the staves just off to either side of herself. For now, she would enjoy the sounds of the forest around her while meditating quietly.
Out of Chamomile~!: Post(s) Count: 10 Profile Location: Outskirts; briars clearing Semblance Activation: Resting post 2/4 Outfit/Equipped: -Outfit-; Personal Weapon; Backpack with miscellaneous supplies; tall quarterstaff; Qutarterstaff.
