The young man's hands gripped onto his weapon as his scarred optic saw the man fall from the top of the great tower. His eyes squinting as he went to aim his weapon at the new target. His mouth exhaled heavily, not too quick to fire, not knowing any intentions, though as the man spoke his finger gripped the trigger sending a burst at the fading target. Qing's hand would throw his gun off to his side and frown in a slightly frustrated demeanor. "I lost focus for a mere moment. . ." He'd say while he slowly rose to his feet and exhaled a final time. It seemed his breathing was now steady. His eyes followed the people remaining and their reactions, and though his cheeks stayed flush with the compliment from Ridley, his face slowly calmed again as he picked up his weapon from the floor. His hand swiping dust off of it before sheathing it in a pole like shape on the opposite side of his Guan. It seemed that he had missed an opportunity to shine. His eyes would move to his team. They seemed to have confidence in him, and his actions. They even applauded his support, to which he bowed to them and closed his eyes. "I'm sorry, I allowed him to escape without a trance due to my carelessness." He'd then rise up hearing a remark. It would seem that the young Scarlet would have a few words to say as she asked him about a clue they had found. The boy's eyes would blink while approaching. His legs seemed to stumble a bit as he miscalculated the crater's entry, though he'd regain his balance near the bottom as he would stand beside the new clue. Qing would kneel and put a hand on the crowbar, and then look to the broken manhole cover. His eyes would begin to think as his finger preformed a writing motion in the air for a few moments. His eyes opened halfway as he gave his signature small smirk and nodded. "Once more, your help is an invaluable asset to us Scar." His voice carried. He would then look over to the others and thought back. 'By the way, your fellow student, Long Shui-Lin... I'm going to skin her alive.' The words sang out to him as he began to piece things together.
"This. . .It might be where they have gone. The portal might have been a diversion." He'd mutter to himself before his eyes gleamed looking at the crater and trying to see if there was anything else out of the ordinary. Though as he continued to search around he would speak. "This mission. It is urgent now, seeing that they have openly threatened to harm Miss Shui-Lin. If they are this bold, they either want to lure us into a trap, or believe they hold some sort of invulnerability, either way, this is trouble for this victim." He'd state before standing up straight and putting his arms behind his back, hoping that more evidence could be found in the location, before walking to the broken manhole and tipping it to the side, to uncover it. "If we are to move efficiently. Then we should have a unit of two of us return Monte to the care of a faculty member, informing them of the findings we've received. Hopefully with that, we will be able to have him taken care of, and watched over." He'd then look to Maron who seemed to be exhausted a bit from the technique as he walked to her and placed a hand on her stomach and lifts her chin a little with the other hand. "In. . .Out. . ." He'd say, he chanted this a few times to try and get a breathing pattern for her, his eyes closed as he mimicked her to get the full effects. "Sorry if that was a bit odd. My mother use to do that when I had exhaustion. . ." He'd say to her while stepping back and putting a hand behind his back. "The other three. . ." He'd continue while looking off to the side. "Will continue looking for clues, following the trails they find, and moving carefully. Leaving a trail of bread crumbs in order to keep them following close behind." He'd say while he began to pace. "Though. . .This is all just what I put in my head. Not going into the details of who would do what job, and how we'd stay in contact with each other if our scrolls lose reception. . . Though it's the best idea I have at the moment."
Cecil was listening to each of them think and talk as he was rubbing his temple a bit, his mind vibrating mentally before he shook his head. He soon heard something and watched as a man leaped over Cecil to just land on the cocoon before he jumped away a bit. He aimed his pistol and fired at the man, only to miss him by a hair as they vanished down a portal.... or rather, the plausible manhole as Cecil walked over to it. He extended the rapier back to normal before sheathing it while he knelt down to touch the broken manhole cover and the crowbar before he picked up the broken pieces of the manhole itself. "We should head back, statistically speaking it would be unwise to go on a pursuit against those two. Were we to follow, we could encounter adversity aside from them."
He soon heard Ridley stated that they pretty much jacked her gun, causing him to nod his head. "Unfortunately, that would be the case." He placed the pieces into his own bag before picking it up as Qing tried to take the blame and formulate a new plan, only for Cecil to walk over and flick him on the head. His eyes staring coldly and blankly at this man. "Listen to yourself, not only is the blame on all of us for letting him escape, the mere factor of giving chase would be suicide on our behalf as the other unit may be without resources to assist. We all need to get back to the faculty together."
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xxxMaron's cheeks grew flushed as she had completely missed the crowbar and manhole, maybe she was more exhausted than she had thought. However, this was nothing new, she just had to make sure not to push herself too hard after charging up like that; she knew better. "Sorry about your sword, Rids," Maron said, looking at the young huntress before turning her attention to Scarlet, who had presented the crowbar. "Ey! Way to go Scar! My guess is that our lil' friend is... Going to be okay," she said, commenting about the Goliath they had just bested. "I'm sure we'll get your sword back in due time... Yeah?" Maron had to look at the brighter side of the situation; Monte wasn't dead, the bad guy got his handed to by a bunch of 'kittens...' Wait, the cat.
Before Maron walked over to the poor creature's corpse, she felt a warm hand tough her bare stomach, which brought the horse faunus on edge; had she not looked down to see it was her captain who was touching her, Qing would have suffered the same fate as that bandit. "W-what are you..." Maron was a touch confused on what Qing was expecting from her; it wasn't until he gave her vocal instructions did she follow along with his breathing exercise, something she had never considered during her cool down phase. The horse faunus' cheeks would grow a brighter red as the young man tilted her chin up a bit.
By the time Qing had finished, Maron felt significantly better from before, enough to lift Monte up a bit more without having to hunch her back. "Ahaha, aren't you a sweetheart... Thanks, 'King,'" Maron said with her signature wink. She was curious as to why Qing's mom would teach him such a thing, could Qing have been sickly? That was hard to believe considering he's such a devoted fighter; Maron will ask about that later. For now, they had to report to the others about Scarlet's finding, as well as get Monte some help.
Maron was prepared to follow through with Qing's orders, not until Cecil intervened. Man, the guy was as cold as his semblance, though Maron knew he meant well. "Hey, 'chill' Cecil, let's aim our flicks at the baddies," Maron joked, smiling at the other hunter. "If anything, it was no one's fault," the woman pointed out, looking between the two males. "The guy was just tough, and we are still just getting our feet wet with this whole fighting thing, it was bound to happen." Maron turned her head towards Monte, sighing quietly. "Look, all that matters is that everyone's safe; I truly don't give a hoof how it's done." Maron's smile grew a bit.
"Besides, everyone kicked major a** today, and I think it's an injustice for you guys to start bringing yourselves down... If it matters, I think you guys are some of the best damn fighters I've ever met!" Maron turned on her heel, still holding the green-haired hunter on her back. "My first priority is gettin' Monte the help he needs, then- we can show the others what Scar found, okay?" Maron gave a two-finger salute as she made her way to the gym. "Follow or not, and do so with a smile~"
If only Maron could give herself that pep talk, no matter how hard she forced herself to be happy about beating that bandit, the image of that dead cat...
[Exit to gym]
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narxfang
Youko Kenshi
Holy Hakaishin Hiroto
AlyssumReika
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2018 6:40 pm
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It was Scar that responded to her question first and it wasn't until than that she realized just how that might have looked. The reality of it came crashing down on her like a tidal wave that would habe possibly knocked her off balance had her boots not been planted firmly on the concrete. She had been so taken aback by the action itself, she hadn't stopped to think that it might suggest some sort of tie between her and the man, which would suggest she was conhorting with the enemy. The girl shook her head quickly, dark hair swishing about her shoulders. "No, I've never seen him before. He gives off a real creeper vibe though, don't ya think?" She asked, letting out a bit of a nervous laugh. On the Brightside, Scar didn't seem to suspect her of anything unjustly. No one did for that matter. With that realization, she let out a soft huff of air, relief washing over her.
Ridley let out another soft sigh as Maron apologized about her sword. It was a bit inconvienent, but she could manage with out it. What bothered her more was the sentimental factor that it held. Her uncle had given her that weapon, and he was the only family she really had. Her parents were dead. Sister was dead. She hadn't even spoken to her brother in years. He had left shortly after their mom died and turned a blind eye to them. He wasn't much of a brother to her in all reality. He hadn't been there for her when her dad had started declining. He hadn't been there that night when everything went to he'll. She couldn't help but wonder if things would have been better if he had stayed, if he had come to visit even. Along with that curiosity, she couldn't help the blame that she felt towards him. It was more than that though. Veribus held a bit of a special meaning to her. It represented her choice to strive on. Her choice to become a Huntress. Her choice to live.
Realizing she had been lost in her thoughts too long, she blinked slowly and shook her head once to clear it before returning her gaze to Maron. Ridley gave a small nod to her comment, a smirk growing on her lips. "Oh, I'll get it back alright. Even if I have to find a pick axe and pry it right out of that crystal-blood of his." She agreed, pushing the darker thoughts to the back of her mind. She shoved them into that little chest she hid them in and locked them up tight. There wasn't time to reminisce in tragic memories of that past. Right now they needed to focus on figuring out a plan. They needed to get Monte help first and foremost. Then they needed to figure out where those bandits went and put a stop to their plans before more blood was spilled. This time, blood of their peers.
It was Qing who was speaking now, apologizing for letting the creeper from before get away. Cecil was quick to jump on that and Maron was short to follow. "I think I have to agree on this one. We could pin his escape on any one of us, but really it wasn't anyone's fault. We are dealing with some demented, twisted people here. Not only that, but they are much more powerful than us. We can focus on that failure, but rather, in the wonderfully-phrased words of our get own Maron, that we kicked was today. That has to count for something." She stated matter-of-factly, holding her hands out with a dramatic flare towards Maron as she mentioined her. She flashed the horse faunus a smile before letting her golden gaze wonder and land an each of them for but a moment before they finally stopped at Scarlett as she climbed up out of the creator, crowbar in tow.
Both Qing and Cecil gave their ideas for a plan before Maron stepped in once more. Ridley had to say she agreed with Cecil on this one, they needed to stick together. "The only reason we were able to defeat that guy was because we all worked together, and Monte still got hurt. I think Cecil is right. If they were to happen upon us while we were separated, I don't think we would get off so easily..." She let her voice trail off, not wanting to say the thoughts that were plaguing herf mind out loud. "Maron has a point too. Our first priority needs to be getting Monte the help he needs. We can bring the clues with us and take a chance to regroup and cool down and figure out what,to do next. Maybe some of the other trams will have found clues to help. Or, maybe the teaches will know better where to go from here." As much as Ridley would have liked to charge down that man hole, guns-blazing and give those two creeps a lashing that they very much deserved, she knew it wasn't wise. That,was the reckless side of her speaking, and at the moment she was calm enough to and rational enough to keep it in check. With a last look towards Cecil and the others, she began following Maron down the sidewalk, boots clicking quietly as they headed for the gym.
[Exit to Gym]
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⊰Level⊱One (Post count: 96 + 21) ⊰where⊱Beacon Academy - The Tower ⊰with⊱Cecil, Maron, Scarlet, Qing, Monte ⊰ooc⊱... ⊰Outfits⊱This
|♢| Beacon Academy |♢| Student |♢| Lv.0//016 |♢| |♢| Standard: The Phoenix |♢| Battle: Fire It Up |♢| ♨ Her leader would soon join her down in the ditch to get a closer look at her findings. Right away, he'd start doing his "Qing" thing, drawing in the air and coming up with a plan. Again he'd compliment her, but she would only smirk in response. The blue haired teen proceeded to give a breakdown of what he believed happened and what they should do next. That creepy guy created some flashy diversion to escape down this manhole with his just as creepy friend. How did he even fit him in there? Scar was looking over the manhole again to make sense of it while Qing went on to explain how this could be trap and how they should handle this. She had to agree, they didn't have much time and they couldn't afford to lose these jerks. But Cecil and Ridley had good counter points in that they only won together and would only win again the same way. With Monte injured, they were down a man- they couldn't afford to travel in a group of three against the enemy. She hated it with a passion...but pursuing the enemy now wouldn't do them any good. Climbing out of the crater, she'd join the others in the conversation. "I agree, they started this mess and we're gonna finish it, right? As if any of this is our fault. It doesn't matter if they slipped away as long as we get them in time. And we will!" Scar boldly declared. Placing a hand on Qing's shoulder, she would hope to snap him out of whatever funk he was in with a confident grin. "We may be green, but we can definitely do this. We already sent them running once, now lets find out how to finish this mess. Together!" With that, she would usher the guy to follow along by lightly pushing him along. First and foremost, they had to get Monte the help he badly needed. Though now, she wondered how the other teams may have been faring or if they'd been injured as well. Hopefully they were faring better than they were.
[EXIT]
☀【.MOOD.】 [Determined] ☀【.THOUGHTS.】 ["Let's hop to it, no time to waste!"] ☀【.COMPANY.】 [Qing, Maron, Monte, Cecil, Ridley] ☀【.OOC.】 [-] ☀【.INVENTORY.】
The flick on the forehead would break his concentration as he would squeeze his eyes shut. It seemed that Cecil wasn't one for his plan, and he had a way of putting it. Though as others chimed in with the blame being passed around, he'd sigh a bit, rubbing the point of impact. He didn't like it, but it would be the best course of action to stick together. It would be a very difficult fight if a few of them got caught out. His eyes would lay half closed as he would mutter a few more things to himself before walking to the edge of the crater, and drawing his blade. He would let his weapon trace a line down to the manhole cover. He'd do this from several angles as he felt the others making their exit. He'd nod his head not too long after as he would put a hand on his side, staring to the lines and muttering once more. His finger would make a mental note before jumping from the hole in a near inhuman push up, and as he landed at the edge of the crater, he would shake his body a bit and began to walk off. His head would point down, feeling a bit down about his suggestion, but didn't want to vocalize his concern. It would be a good while before he would enter a light jog to catch up with others. -exit-
Cecil nodded his head as it seemed the others agreed with him for once, making their way to the gym as Cecil did so, keeping himself calm as per usual thankfully. It wasn't long till he stopped just a bit away from the tower to look back at the dead cat before he turned and left.
(exits)
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Deadly_Tiger
killer-wolf-kun
Holy Hakaishin Hiroto
AlyssumReika
Youko Kenshi
narxfang
Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2018 6:12 pm
Night Prowlers
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ASSAULT FORCE ╔═══════════════════════════════════════════════▨✥▨═══════════════════════════════════════════════╗ Location Assignment:Ḅeacộn Âcademy - Ţhe Ťower - The Sewers lead directly underneath the Tower from the Courtyard. Moderator: Narx Notes: This group is comprised of all teams who lost someone. It only makes sense that they would have the most motivation to save their fallen comrades and thus ought to take the most dangerous mission.
Danaë was angry. She stormed over to the tower. Her body was still sore, but her need for vengeance could be felt in the air. She had success getting back her comrade, only to have him killed before her eyes. Parts oh him entered her body. She didn't know what they would do to her, however she wanted revenge for him. She wanted Revenge for the other feathered woman that also passed. She held the necklace that she made using part of Donnelly's horn. She also used part of his cloak to hold it. She hoped that she wasn't dishonoring his memory. Her job was to find his sister.
She had invited the new man, Richard to their mission. He was a student, and honestly, they could use the back up. She didn't know what to do, but as the leader of the team, she needed to fill in gaps when they happened. This brought a tear to her eye, however, she would do this. No one would hurt her team and get away with it.
~♡のⓛⓞⓥⓔの♡~
[[OOC: Post 24]]
konaustin
Xcon299
Narxfang
Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2018 1:18 am
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Ivory made his way to the tower. He was told that his injuries weren't as bad as they had thought they were. He was warned never to do what he did again. If he did, her would shorten his life even further. He saw himself as a hero stopping that fire. Thanks to him, and the two others that were there, no one died from the smoke. He breathed a sigh of relief.
However, he had lost one of his pack. He had not been able to see Lunestra's remains, however, he thought that was for the better. He and Jessica would get back Long, and they would do it for their fallen leader, Lunestra. He had his blade on his side.
He had his blade on his side, today, he had decided to morn Lunestra by were all black, other than his stark white Ursa mask. Today he would hunt her killer, and end them.
Jessica, after doing a classic Atlas ceremony for Lunestra, made her way to the tower. She had enough ammo to go to war and end a war. When she saw Ivory she smiled under mask. "Glad your up and about." She held up a small box, handing it over to Ivory. "The communicaters." Tapping her ear to show she was already wearing hers. "Frequency seventy-six for us. I did get us some explosives. Curtesy of one of my sisters Black Ops buddies." The bag was full of plastic explosives, mines, hand grenades, and other make shift bombs. "One thing they like explosives. Second thing they understand revenge."
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Ivory would take the box gently. They originally needed the communicators so that they could talk to Lunestra while she was scouting alone. He gently took his communicator out and looked at it. It was perfect for his ear. How she got them to get one was a mystery to him. He knew most faunus had both human and animal ears. However, he did not. He would force his left ear to stand up. Placing the communicator inside of it. On the outside, people would see metal that would almost clip it to his ear. He would give his ear a wiggle the metal somehow moving with it.
He would nod at Jessica. "Thank you for the communicator...and for getting me out of the hole..." He had only heard that she had done it, her personally didn't remember anything after he activated his Semblance and passed out. He wasn't a fan of the explosives that she now had, but he had come with an added supply. They had given him Lunestra's dust. He would use it to get revenge for her death.
It had been a few days sense the attack on Beacon. During this time, things had been a bit different for the classes. There seemed to be lingering feelings that had a held over a bit of the students. Richard however kept himself calm and collected throughout the time. While he did feel for those who were injured and lost, he didn't let it slow him down. This day was one to be needed for such a motivation. After all, the faunus's who he had helped asked him to join them for the mission today. With the permission of the faculty, he was granted the honor of partaking in it as well.
Richard approached the tower with his lance and shield on his back. There were several teams gathering it seemed and he was one of the earlier arrivals. Though before even getting to the meeting point he was able to pinpoint one of his team mates. It was the little bird faunus Danaë, the one who invited him on the mission. Even though he was coming in from a direction she couldn't see, it was easy to recognize her with defining characteristics. Mainly it being her small size and feathers. Seeing her there showed how tough the small girl was. It had only been a few days and with the wounds she had before, most people would of been still bed ridden. As he came near, Richard would clear his throat making his presence known. "Good to see you are still up and kicking." He started while giving a stern smile when she chose to acknowledge him. "Are your wounds healing properly?" He asked out of general concern for his new team mate.
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Youroka Kage
konaustin
Narxfang
Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2018 8:20 am
Jessica nodded a little. "Battle buddies. I got your back and you would have done the same for me." Giving him a side hug she looked down a little. "I know the loss is hard, revenge looks good, but keep a level head out there. In all this mission is about revenge but we can’t act out of emotion." She walked with him to a spot so they could sit down. Sitting she patted a spot next to her. "Mission first okay? After we get this done we can drink and honor the fallen." Facing Ivory she took his hand in hers. "Nothing stupid out there, okay? This mission relies on us thinking and keeping focus."
Tessa kept between her teammates, eyes facing forward and narrowed in her fury. She'd lost her new friend, a fellow faunus even, and the people responsible had caused her team pain, for that and everything they'd done to her school they were going to pay. Her large hands flexed over and over, pulling the skin taut against the tendons that ran along her knuckles while the joints popped with every furious clench. "Everyone keeps close" she said simply "Don't wander off and make sure to keep inside of Danae's circle. "
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