Kuro, as well as his team, would be hit from an unknown burst of wind forcing them back. He quickly presumed that Aphrodite was the source of this force given her response to the situation. The boy let out an exasperated sigh sitting there on his a**. He tilted his face up towards the heavens clearly frustrated. Blair made a suggestion about rounding up the captives before being promptly kicked in the stomach. Kuro pushed himself up into a position where all of his weight was placed onto an upright knee. Tsk, the boy felt somewhat bad for the woman but also, simultaneously like she deserved it for knocking her backup down in order to salvage a situation that had obviously escalated beyond saving. The sounds of their weapons clattered against the floor and despite their situation, Blair could not leave well enough alone choosing to mouth off like her own actions had not in any way hindered their situation. What did she want from them? He could not read her intentions very well, and it was quite obvious that he was not the only one experiencing these difficulties.
Unfortunately, the time for deciphering her purpose for them had come to an end. Aya would unintentionally land into Kuro knocking him back down onto the ground, so he was mostly lying down parallel to the earth. In most other situations, the boy would have been happy to break her fall but this was not the ideal time for such tomfoolery. “Get away from me,” Aya would complain loudly pushing herself up and away from him just in time for the place to be swarmed with guards. “Are you DAFT woman,” Kuro would respond in astonishment. “You collapsed onto ME,”the absolute audacity!Where was reliable ‘ole Ja’Kal when Kuro needed him? He was the only person that the boy could count on to not act so irrational during times of high stress.
Lucky for them, the lights would drop and suddenly, they would have the advantage as an all Faunus team. Aya would slide across the floor with fairly incredible speed as if she were ice skating. Despite her speed, she would still be caught in the crossfire but at least with time enough to use her aura in order to mitigate some damage. Kuro was not so lucky. After Aya using his body in order to propel forward in an escape, Kuro was not left with as much time to react. Pushing himself up as quickly as possible, he jumped back in order to find some form of cover but was too late, he took a painful shot to his upper, outer thigh. “God-d-d…,” being shot, it was like the air rushed from his lungs and it was difficult to breath. “Son of a…,” Kuro took the full, brunt force of the show unable to get his aura up in time. “Mother frrr…,” there was definitely a significant amount of damage that would need to be addressed later when they finished their objective and escaped. Dear god, did it burn. The stinging sensation radiated outward leaving most of his leg in pain. Moving was going to be particularly difficult as putting any weight on that side left with him an overwhelming amount of throbbing. Mira would shoot off her mouth with no regard to the condition of those around her. “Easy for you to say,” Kuro would respond in a low growl gripping at his injury. The boy let out a collective sigh wondering why on earth he was here to begin with. There was certainly no way that this experience would somehow make him a more profound tribal leader; but now was not the time for such personal evaluations, Kuro had to prepare himself for the next round of attacks.
The instant the man moved to kick her stomach and instinct kicked in within Blair focusing all of her aura to that one area. Everything else could get damaged but she would be damned to let herself be harmed in that specific area. There was something she had to protect regardless of the cost. For this reason her aura remained down even when shots were fired. They may have had the advantage of sight but even a blind monkey could cause harm flailing around wildly in the dark. That was what they were doing with their guns. The sting of the rubber bullet to her arm caused her to growl under her breath as she twisted and moved avoiding another, small bursts erupting from her body to help divert most of the bullets, yet, even to the best of her attempts a few slipped through striking her side and her legs. Regardless of the pain, which was considerable due to most of her aura being focused on a single area, she kept moving. A knife slipping from out of her jacket sleeve as she tossed it in the direction of the main slave trader. If all went well it would slip into his eye socket but to make sure he was going to stay down a second was thrown right at his adams apple. Her assassin nature oozed through in the darkness. This was no joke of a mission. This was kill or be killed. Students were going to have to learn at some point every teacher had a darkness within, especially those who were secretly villains in reality.
Her movements to kill the trader happened once the lights went off, in between getting hit from some rubber bullets. She was experienced after all, such a commotion was no new factor. She had been in worse scenarios. Students however seemed to be struggling. Sure she was having a bit of a rough time herself but she knew how to handle it, knew to embrace and work through the pain. Blair happily took a few hits as long as it let her go for the kill. She had no quarrel throwing her two knives rather than dodge if it meant taking out the disgusting man before her.
Ears focused on the sound of the gunfire she heard what she was waiting for. Eventually all guns would have to reload. Since all bullets were rubber and not aura, this didn’t take long to occur. The moment the first gun gave its empty click, Blair slid over to the bag pulling out one weapon at a time and tossed it towards their owner. She remained silent in this process to avoid giving their enemies a hint of what she was going to do. Due to the amount of guards, there were many guns which meant not all of them emptied at the same time, some reloaded faster than others which led to her getting a couple shots to her lower back as she handed them their weapons. Just another risk she was willing to take to succeed. She refused to let this mission fail due to a few students not knowing how to accept a little rough housing. If they thought being smacked with a gun was bad, these rubber bullets were surely much worse. Unlike the other bullets, the ones to her back barely did a thing thanks to most of her aura protecting her abdominal area.
”Extremely pissed, love,” Blair answered between weapon tosses. Being pissed was a good sign, she was alive at least. ”Now shut up and let me focus!” Tossing the last weapon she reached behind her back and pulled out two pistols, her eyes focusing out as she would take one shot after another to a few guards.
Group B: You are being tossed your weapons by Blair Roll a 1d20 to catch Due to your faunus sight you get +2 on your roll. Otis gets another +2 juggling skill Mira gets another +2 to roll due to martial artist skills
15 or Higher = You catch weapon perfectly, you go unharmed as you successfully attack a few guards nearest to you as they reload 7-14 = You catch weapon but you take some hits as you attack a few guards nearest to you 6 or below = you fumble the catch and take hits, unable to attack
The guy she'd rushed dealt with, Mira opened fire at the rest of the men, using the body as a shield against their bullets. But, out of the corner of her eye, she caught the pilot tossing the belt with her bang sticks, knife, and magazines as well as her AR to her. Chucking the current weapons aside, , she ran forward and caught both, jamming the end of the belt into the waistline of her shorts before priming the rifle. She slid on the ground...and just kept sliding...clearing an unexpected distance in a very short time. She neared another man and slammed her hand down to stop herself and propel her up a bit as she slammed her foot into the side of his knee, earning her a howl of pain immeaditely following a sickening crack. She pulled out one of her bang sticks and slammed it into his eye, setting off a loud pop of an explosion and blowing out part of his face before taking his cover and began to shoot around it at the other armed men."Pick up the pace boys, so far, the girls are winning!"Even as she said this, two other men she'd aimed at went down hard, one falling over a railing and hitting with a heavy thud but no groan. He was probably dead, the other one, it hadn't been a guaranteed kill perhaps, but, still likely he was too.
PC: 19 OOC:
Aquos Dragoa
Frostlin
Ghost254
Fierro_Fenrir
Youroka Kage
Kakone
KevBo2099
Aeval_Silvertongue
QueenBAD_KittyKat
Noble Negative J3T
Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2021 4:28 pm
Diana Eglantine Team DOVE
The petite young woman sighed softly as her sight was now gone. Not long after would be the sound of screams of agony making her stiffen in the tree she'd been safe in."No rest for the wicked,"Diana sighed, muttering the phrase she'd heard a few times while at this school. Starting to understand the phrase, even if she didn't think herself wicked. Getting up, she would feel her way to the next tree. This would take time; all while keeping her other senses open/alert as best she could."What to do now,"The petite butterfly thought still without her sight. For now, she would keep herself to dark and hidden. Though she would draw her sword if she heard trouble nearby, large plant dust in the other hand to throw during her travels, just in case...
Out Of Crystals!: Currently traveling via shadows/hiding as she makes way to Group C, other senses taking over for temporary blindness; sword and dust in hands. If I've missed anything, please let me know. Posts Count: 87 Profile Location: Target location // Enemies Outfit/Equipped:Outfit // Hairstyle // Stailc an Dúlra (Nature Strike) // Beannachadh Nàdar (Blessing of Nature) // 38/40 Physical arrows; Quiver with pockets (Sm Dust= 1xCombustion; 1xLightning; 2xWind. Lg Dust= 1xFire; 1xPlant; 1xLightning) Semblance Activation/Rest: █ *LEVEL 0 ▬ Blind Post 1/2; Rest Post 1/4
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The girl had gone dim, no longer bright. 'She may be vulnerable,' he thought to himself as he saw Hades go forth now. He was moving fast; faster than should be humanly possible. Miserorum didn't have time to think on it though; he would see Hades drop kick her and send her into the wall. She would recover, but she seemed unsteady and out of it. Misery would take this chance to do his own damage here. He would rush forward, mist still surrounding him and go for a series of attacks. First, he would draw his katana by swiftly pulling it from its sheath towards her; intending to slice at her torso with an upward slash as he brought it to bear. He would follow it up with a diagonal slash of his katana using both of his hands to add power and speed to the strike. In his final attack he would grab a small water dust shard and slam it onto the girl's head; hoping to put out her fire permanently by having a rush of water hit her that way. He would try to quickly move back after that attack; in case she had something stored up if he stayed close. He had done his damage for the time being, now he had to see how effective his attack was. ☪ Post count: 65. 1/5 cooldown for Moth Silk, 1/5 duration for cloak ✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄
Out Of Cocoons: This is just assuming ideal route, so interruption could happen.
Equipment: Sickle x2 (18 inch blade), Kunai, Katana (24 inches), and cloak. Small dust: 1 water, 2 fire, and 2 earth dust. Large dust: 1 heavy gravity dust,1 light gravity dust, and 1 electric dust.
Fierro_Fenrir
Noble Negative J3T
QueenBAD_KittyKat
Lord Hedo
Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2021 2:17 am
This didn't make sense. Why didn't it make sense?! Why would someone already have set up a bomb. They also did it at the boat. She didn't know what to do. Did she set off their bomb and report to finish the class. This didn't feel right. She did not like this. She wanted to look for more clues.
"Feline, please keep a loot out, I'm going deeper." She would then activate her aura in case she messed up.
❖˟ |POST COUNT 79 ❖˟ |LOCATION Northshore mission ❖˟ |BATTERIES 3 full, 1 large crystal of purple dust, 4 small crystals of purple dust, 2 large crystals of Combustion dust, 3 small red crystals, and one small blue crystal. What Peri is trying to make. ❖˟ |SHOTS 8 ❖˟ |GUNMODE Pistol form ❖˟ |SEMBLANCE ❖˟ |COMPANY Grimsley, Cerby ❖˟ |OUTFIT ❖˟ |OUT OF CUTS I rolled a 2.
Ottis Odin Oklei Oakleigh Oakley Oaklee O'donnel Ottoman “Ocho” Team OHMK “Pick a hand and Imma slap you with it.”
Once Ottis felt he'd slapped the man he held enough he would give one more for good measure. Poor fool's legs stopped kicking so perhaps he went a little overboard with the choking. After allowing the sap's body to collapse onto the ground, uncertain if he was dead or just unconscious (furthermore not even caring), he'd notice the weapons being tossed out to them. Now even less made sense to him. First she was complaining about their lack of patience and now she was simply handing out their weapons? Women...
Of course, it's not to suggest that Ocho was complaining. He caught the weapon tossed to him, Kuro's brass knuckles that he tried to swipe not too long ago. Oh how he couldn't wait to see the fox's reaction once he realized.
Speaking of Kuro, Oaklee heard the distinct sound of pain and agony coming from his teammate. The bullets must have injured him. By now their enemies would surely have reloaded and probably would open fire again. The many-armed boy would fight his way through them to Kuro, prioritizing his weaponized fist with his punches and using the brass knuckles to break some bones and dislodge some teeth.
“Winning is kind of a subjective term at the moment, Mira.” He shouted as he positioned his body to attempt to shield Kuro. There were too many bullets to avoid, and even with his aura up they hurt like hell. Indeed, his aura waned slightly under the constant barrage. “You could try giving a damn about anyone but yourself for once!” With that, he turned his attention to Kuro. “I mean, same for you but...can you stand?”
Grimsly nodded to Lux ” yes, we should keep our eyes open for anything that may happen, things are going too well to be true” he said and chuckle internally as they began walking towards the building and would find Cereby there waiting for them, he would give her many pats if they were not occupied with investigating “glad to see you Cereby” he said with a soft smile as they went in. Once inside Grimsly’s worries became even worse, he would feel that the ground is wet but… something was off about it, he kneeled to get a closer look, but instead of looking he would realize it smells flammable as he quickly turned his gaze towards Lux “keep your guard up and do not shoot anything with that gun of yours, the entire area is spread with flammable liquid” he said as he began walking towards Lux to make sure no one jumps on her while she investigates but he then noticed a weird dice on the floor, it had some markings he did not recognize at all, they were not SxS that’s for sure… his hand that was not holding his cane went to his pocket, he would fidget around a dust container, just in case something does end up going wrongly.
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Frostlin
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Kakone
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Posted: Mon Jun 14, 2021 6:41 am
Blair made a risky move sliding to their weapons in an attempt to arm the students. Kuro realized what she was planning immediately which allowed him to prepare himself for the catch. Once his hand made contact with the weapon, he could not help but feel just a minuscule bit more confident and whole. “There you are darling,” Kuro spoke fondly toward his appropriately named weapon, Opulence. He smirked confidently while the weapon began to change forms into a rather ornate bō, though where he handled Opulence twisting and turning the large weapon about was intentionally left void of color in an attempt to draw more attention to the design on the shafts. This form of his weapon offered more mobility which Kuro was in dire need of at the moment, especially given that his own capacity to move was hindered by what he could only assume was a fracture in his thigh.
“Could you please shut up,” Kuro pleaded exhaustively in the direction of Mira who seemed to be making this some sort of competition. While normally he might play along, the radiating pain was still very much a focus in his mind. Anyone with a half a brain would be able to see that they were at a severe disadvantage and should be seriously considering their next moves if they wanted to survive this. Of course, that was the issue; the boy was not for sure that Mira had even half a brain to spare sometimes. Using his pent up irritation to his advantage, Kuro pierced the tip of his weapon into an approaching enemy. While the gutted man was knelt over in agonizing pain, Kuro flipped the weapon around hitting the hostile on his back with as much brute force as he could possibly muster. Ocho made an appearance nearby assessing Kuro’s current condition, “I have been better admittedly and y-...” Kuro started but quickly cut himself off after tilting his face in the direction of Ocho and witnessing something familiar, “Are those MY brass knuckles?!” The boy was completely flabbergasted and his tone of voice certainly made that clear. How preposterous! The impudence in choosing to use Kuro’s weapon just because he came ill-prepared! He would certainly be hearing about this after class was over! Right now, they had to worry about the impending wave of shots which were going to be moving their way very soon. Kuro tried to move but to no avail, the boy took a few painstaking shots completely unable to put weight on his injured thigh. After a few of the shots made contact, Kuro managed to grab the body of a nearby guard using his weapon to contain the unfortunate soul while applying pressure onto his neck in the form of a chokehold, so that he might take the brunt of the damage in Kuro’s stead. He had to protect himself from further injury; otherwise he might become a burden.
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Aya was a sizeable distance away from Blair because of her ability to move swiftly while having activated her semblance. Despite this, Aya was able to make contact with her claws, but it was fleeting for only one bitter moment as they fell right through her icy grip and slid across the floor away from her. Who knew that her semblance could leave her at such a disadvantage at such a pivotal moment on the floor? It was quite unfortunate. Chasing after her weapons with her back turned to the advancing guards, Aya allowed herself to be preoccupied by her current task forgetting the dangers. She was too focused on being able to defend herself and to help her team eliminate the threats! In the end, Aya took several excruciating shots to her back unable to defend herself and even without her weapons. This was certain to cause her some inner turmoil upon returning to the academy and being left with her thoughts, no longer preoccupied by the instinct of fight-or-flight.
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o.o.c
Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2021 12:07 pm
Shots would ring out, but these shots were not like the others. They seemed louder and the bullets were live. All shots hitting their targets, the upcoming round of guards would end up being pierced by a bullet. However, only 2 shots at most were fired. ¨You lucky I have heat vision or this would of been me just playing dodge ball with your packrats. ¨ A voice would pierce the darkness as his violet eyes scanned the room. Another shot would be released and pierce through the head of the guard that was attempting an attack on Aya. A splatter of his blood splashing onto the downed faunus. He would pick up her claws before looking at the other bodies. The bodies in which was dealt by the kids and not by his own attack. ¨Must say, didn´t think twerps had it in them to actually kill a person. Beacon must be pulling out all the stops with this new batch of huntsmen.¨ Grabbing Aya by the collar, a strike would be placed to the back of her head before he would pick her up and place her unconscious body over his shoulder. The cold coming from her semblance sending a shiver down the spine of the snake faunus. He looked annoyed though and uninterested.
¨Now Coneja (female rabbit aka Blair), I suggest taking your field trip and getting out of here and more importantly out of my way. There are some loose ends to tie up before the stage is set for Atlas. Though if they fight like this, they may survive. But last i remember, the grim at home were a lot more...dangerous just like its people use to be¨ Sad really. All those that died do to the grim invasion. With that, unless interrupted, he would start to walk towards the doorway the guards were coming in. The slave trader who was doing the negotiations may be dead, but that was not who Bashmu was caring for or looking for. There was something else at play here. Before he disappeared from sight, he stopped in the doorway. ¨That wasn´t a suggestion. My friends will be here soon and they are much more competent slave traders than whatever...these sad cases are. I suggest you do not let them see your little stash. But I will be keeping this one for now ¨ he would add with smirk before laughing to himself. With that, the figure was gone along with Aya unless someone chose go after him. But that would be a bad idea.
NPC LEVEL: 2.00 OOC: Auto-kidnapped approved by Frosty.
The kids were not that useless it seemed. Most caught the weapons without issue and with a few more shots of her pistols she was going to kill a few more guards, which she did but, one of her targets would be shot before her bullet even left it’s gun. The power of the shot shattering the man's head in such a way blood splattered onto Blair. This was not part of the plan. This was not an ally. Her eyes squinted out as he spoke, nails on a chalkboard. The hydra. Blair scoffed as she reloaded a pistol ready to fight the blue haired snake before them. She had to be careful how she responded, not everyone in the student group knew her “night life”.
“Tsk… should have known.” Things had gone way too smoothly. The Information given too easily. With a shot from her gun she fired out at Bashmu, the bullet just passing by his head after he picked up the fox. A warning shot. Blair had missed on target. “Sadly” she needed to think about the bigger picture. They had come with a reason, with a task, going after Bashmu for a single student was not a good idea for any of them. Neither of them were in the condition to do so.
“Stand down unless you have a death wish,” her voice called out with authority towards the other students who were bound to want to go after that man. “He isn’t someone you want to go up against ill equipped and… he never lashes out a threat unless he is going to follow through.”
Blair had known Bashmu enough to know he was not lying. Had the students just held their cool for a little bit during the exchange Aya may not have ended up captured. Of course they doubtfully were going to think about it like that but Blair didn’t care, she had herself to think about. Now if the students decided to disobey that was… on them.
“This isn’t over, worm,” she muttered under her breath.
Her blue hues glared out towards Ocho, Kuro and Mira. “Head out to the meeting point.” That is if they weren’t going to try going after Aya, if so, this was going to be a bigger headache. She needed the students gone so she could leave a surprise for Bashmu’s associates.
Throughout the whole ordeal her earpiece was on letting Hades know, or guess what was going on.
Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2021 5:35 pm
The shockwave connection knocked Svafnir into Kamyu. His body slammed with a thud before rolling a little to the left of his blood pact brother. Even in failure, and the darkness of the night, Svafnir's smile shined brightly through the darkness. The excitement grew as his aura radiated in the darkness giving off a golden light of his own. His semblance was activating. “Forgive me Akyu, I ended up messing up your plan. Let me repay you for the trouble,” He states before looking over at the woman right before she started her next attack. “LET'S GET WICKED!” He yelled. His presence begging for the battlefield to bow before the might of the Yowlumne tribesman. The attacks would come. It seemed that the fire lady produced a spark within him but that was further from the truth. A raging fire always was present within the young huntsmen. It just only showed itself when it was important. Quickly, he would charge towards the woman. The pulsating shockwaves that produced walls of flames were no match for the pain he felt in the past. “Commander! I will follow your lead” a quick outburst would lay the plan in motion. Going towards the woman after Misery did his thing, Svafnir would use his semblance to enhance his attack. With her guard down, he was able to get in a 3 hit combo. A kick to the back of the knee to make her buckle to and fall lower. Another kick to the side of the ribs, his foot feeling a familiar crack before slamming another kick to the head. The kick aimed right where the crystal was put from Misery, lodging it deeper into the woman's skull. ¨Demonic Wolf´s pursuit. 3 BITES!!¨ Svafnir yelled after he finished the 3 kicks. He felt pumped! After receiving the attack, the woman would fall down and look like she was defeated. There was no blood though. No organs. Nothing came out from Misery's strikes. In fact, Misery being a swordsman should of felt that the blade was not tearing flesh or hitting aura. With 3 joint of attack, especially the water crystal to the head, the opponent was finished but a ticking sound would start to dominate the room. TICK....TOCK...TICK...TOCK. ¨NOT AGAIN!¨ the memories of the cave and his failure creeping back with the ticking sound.
Hearing the ticking noise, Hades goal wasn't achieved but it was too dangerous to keep going. Unfortunately, this was no movie villian. The timer was on a short clock down. “GET DOWN!!!' Hades would yell, cursing the fact he was out of hard light dust. Ducking under a table, the explosion would go off from the woman and the sprinklers would spray onto the room. However, instead of putting out the fire, the sprinklers fed the fire, spreading the flames and quickly turning the room into a blazing inferno. The smell of the room quickly rushed with gasoline. There was no water system...it was replaced!! Someone definitely had a trap set and it seemed it wasn't for them but for those doing the dust trading. Looking at the blazing room, he would look over to his students. While normally he not give a ******** but part of them were team Shank and Misery was cool. Zach, he aint know much about but he seemed okay. “We need get out of here!!!. Kam Kam, give us the motivational music!”He yelled. He didn't know what else surprises were going to occur. As he got up, he was overhearing what was going on in group B. This was not how it was suppose to go down!! Hitting the call all button on his communicator ,EVERYONE WITH A COMMUNICATOR (whole class) be able hear him. “Group C, I need that bomb activated and you all to retreat now. We are heading home. Group A will meet you all back at the air craft. Blair, if you and B make it there first. (You should) Go ahead and start it up. If both B and C are there, go ahead and leave. Group A we will be able to make it on board while its moving. Just keep it low. No time for delays. Our area is on fire. Won't be long before reaches you all”
OOC: GROUP A . Group B if haven´t posted can incorporate it into your post. If already posted, if you got time can post again. Group C, I awaiting see what Pewrinkle does and how Grimsly and Diana fight the grim. You can dust them and show off however you like.
---Post Count-•-172 -│-Villian Boost-•-+150-│-Semblance-•-InActive-│-Affiliation-•-N/A-│-Status-•-Disguised-│-State-•-100% but drunk
Mira was trying to urge the two guys into action and, it seemed, for the moment, it had worked as Kuro beat the s**t out of some guy despite his injury. But, it seemed the universe was hellbent on making s**t turn sideways all at once as a third party stepped into the fray and just scooped up Aya and left after some back and forth with the pilot. Her instincts were conflicted. She could sense this guy was too much for them to take, but, she hated leaving a friend like that. But, both their instructors were telling them to take off. With a growl of frustration, she pulled her pistol out and picked up another, holding them Akimbo and running to Ocho."Get Kuro, I can't carry him, sure as hell not and be able to shoot."She held the pistols out for him to take, opting to stick with her rifle. Still irritated at the circumstances, she made her way to the indicated point, rifle at the ready to shoot anyone who might pose a threat from here on out.
PC: 21 OOC:
Aquos Dragoa
Frostlin
Ghost254
Fierro_Fenrir
Youroka Kage
Kakone
KevBo2099
Aeval_Silvertongue
QueenBAD_KittyKat
Noble Negative J3T
Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2021 5:21 pm
Diana Eglantine Team DOVE
Di was still blinded as she was quietly making her way through the forest and towards the screams. She would not leave the scent of the forest nor the cool of the tree shades though until her sight began to come back. In that time though, she would ready two arrows before stepping out. Her first one, she didn't need to hit directly, just close enough. As she readied, she would loose her arrow to hit close to the black and white shape (Ursa) in sight, though it was still blurred (a large Plant dust). Once it hit its mark, large vines of 3x3 ft area would ensnare all in its grasp. She needed her accuracy for the next shot with her combustion arrow, aimed and loosed at the Grimm itself. If it was incapacitated/killed, then she would begin to go to the door before hearing the Teacher. If not, well, the petite butterfly had to use a large fire and lightning dusts to do so...
The petite young woman cursed as she heard her teacher on the comms."Understood,"Diana would answer."Play time's over,"The petite butterfly thought, displeased but she would not disobey an order. She just hoped Peri and Grimsley were alright.
Out Of Crystals!: If I've missed anything, please let me know. Posts Count: 88 Profile Location: Target location // Enemies Outfit/Equipped:Outfit // Hairstyle // Stailc an Dúlra (Nature Strike) // Beannachadh Nàdar (Blessing of Nature) // 36/40 Physical arrows; Quiver with pockets (Sm Dust= 1xCombustion; 1xLightning; 2xWind. Lg Dust= 1xFire; 0xPlant; 1xLightning) Semblance Activation/Rest: █ *LEVEL 0 ▬ Blind Post 2/2; Rest Post 2/4
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Standing up shakily to his feet, Misery would steel himself from his current bodily pains and focus as Hades spoke. He would say they needed to get out of their, for Kam kam to give them motivational music, and then begin to speak on comms. Leaving Misery confused why they needed such music but he didn't question it for the moment. Hearing the plan, Misery was ready to go. It was unfortunate they could no longer fight, but he knew it was wise to retreat given how things seemed to be going. They did not seem to have an objective to complete now regardless. While there may be a way or two out of here, the explosion and fires would not make exiting easy. As Hades began to move, Misery would follow suit; activating a large light gravity dust on himself (and anyone else who wants it) to help aid in the escape from the burning down buildings. With mist coming from his cloak, and the added dust, Misery would jump over falling debris and through lesser flames as the mist would follow after him. His eyes were focused on reaching the exit at all costs. ☪ Post count: 66. 2/5 cooldown for Moth Silk, 2/5 duration for cloak ✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘.✘ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄
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Equipment: Sickle x2 (18 inch blade), Kunai, Katana (24 inches), and cloak. Small dust: 2 fire, and 2 earth dust. Large dust: 1 heavy gravity dust,1 light gravity dust, and 1 electric dust.
