"Oh....uhhh...." Azura's eyes fell to the water in front of her, and she had the sudden urge to use her illusions to vanish. While the attempted to figure out why the members of her team disliked Scylla so much was admirable, Azura was probably the least qualified person to answer that question. The reserved and quiet huntress in training had no issue facing grim on the battlefield, but she hated awkward social situations like this. "Well...I wouldn't want to speak for Ridley or Cecil." She began, her light blue eyes slowly returning to Scylla, though she could feel her cheeks growing warm as she tried to figure out what she ought to say.
"You are rather abrasive and you definitely made a bad first impression." She began by using Scylla and her friends own words as a jumping off point. She thought of how Scylla had come up to them and simply demanded they all follow her orders. Even Ridley, the leader of her team didn't make such demands of Azura. "I think you came off as rather selfish and arrogant even if it wasn't your intent. In their eyes, you almost refused to even go on the mission because Ridley wanted the two teams to work collaboratively rather than have everyone follow your orders without question. You didn't get your way, so you were going to quit. Whether or not that is truly why you weren't going to go, it came off as you being rather flippant about a very serious situation. Fellow students had recently died and everyone was, still is, very upset about that."
"Then there was the whole situation with the beam. I know you have your reasons...." She thought back to the shouting match between Onyxia and Scylla in the mine. "But I don't think you can deny it might have been better to take a few seconds to talk about the best options about the beam and how to get them out instead of acting on your own. Sure, all of our adrenaline was pumping and hindsight is 20/20, but then trying runoff and leaving your team behind? It isn't something a leader would do or even a teammate. i'm know you stated you were going to disarm whatever traps were ahead, but what if we were attacked from behind while you were gone or what if you were attacked while you were by yourself? I guess what I'm trying to say is they feel you acted rather selfishly and rashly. I'm don't know what was said on the beach, but the harder you push someone, the harder they push back. I'm not saying they should be talking about you, but aggressively confronting them is only going to escalate the situation. I think your best options at this point are to ignore them and keep your distance or admit to them you made some mistakes during the mission instead of being aggressive towards them. But if you want to be a leader of a team the second is probably better....Working with others isn't always about being right and defending your actions." She hoped Scylla would listen to what she said sincerely and learn from the whole incident. Especially if she wanted to be part of a team and not go solo like Onyxia did. At least Azura assumed that was Scylla's intention since she wanted to be the leader of team SOAD according to Onyxia and Adam, and she had traveled all the way from another land to attended Beacon. She had never really had a conversation with Scylla so she didn't really know why she and her friends were here. "I hope that is helpful...." She finished off somewhat timidly.
When Tessa called for lunch, Richard as gladly ready to eat. The food she was making smelled utterly delicious. Though when a foot tabbed him he put his attention to her. She asked to help out with the cooking, he would hesitate a bit being baffled. Him? She wanted him of all people to help out? He blinked under his shades before coming to his senses. "Um yeah.. will get right on that." He told her rather bluntly. Going over to the cooler he opened it up and got the head of lettuce. Honestly he never prepared a salad before. Most of the time his cooking would be kinda charred and crispy. It was the way he liked it after all. By that point he knew it was fully cooked at that point. Though he stared it for a moment before taking a handy knife in hand. It was just simply dicing it up right? That wouldn't be so hard. In fact it actually wasn't. His arm was rather fast and precise. In a matter of seconds it was all minced up and scrapped into a bowl.
Richard placed it right next to Tessa looking at the ribs on the grill. His mouth filled with drool seeing how good it looked. With a gulp he kept it down to keep his proper posture instead of turning into a hungry monster. Though it seemed that Narx had ignored the rhino in not getting the other things she needed. "I will get them." He would say referring to the plates and bread. The young man wasn't actually afraid bending down to get to the cabinet between to her legs. However it was a little distracting to take the least having...well being in the position himself. He kept yelling at himself in his head to not look up, not look up....damn it! His eyes adverted straight up and a complete blush filled his face. It was a rather...nice view...but he shook his head to rummage through the cabinets. Quickly he got the bread, sauce and even the plates. Pulling out he started to get this set up not apparent that there was a pink streak across his face. Not even the sun glasses could hide it.
Richard would set up everything he could before people started arriving for food. Really he was surprised on who showed up it anything. One he recognized as fox faunus, who seemed to be coming around a lot for Narx. He knew one thing from staying with the team for two months. This girl was just asking for trouble from Danae. The owl was protective over the guy after all...maybe a bit over protective but he wasn't going to stop it. They worked well together after all. Once some others got some food, he decided to get up himself. "Those Ribs look great. I think I will take a rack if you don't mind." He would say having made his choice. Once getting some of the ribs he would start to chow down and yet being kinda polite as he ate. "So Tessa are you going to be manning the grill all day or do you want to do something here? Me and Narx want to do volleyball. You're welcome to join." He offering while continuing to eat.
There was barely even a moment's hesitation as Tessa pulled Richard into her place as she turned to face the one bearing down on her cooking station. The movement was quick and short, part twist of the trunk and part motion of the arm as the rhino faunus moved as though she was preparing to land an uppercut but instead caught the would be thief by the jaw. Tessa grunted as she lifted with the momentum of the other faunus and her own motion , carrying her over her head, crashing through the sand roof of her bungalow and face first into the sand. "Do NOT cut!" Tessa barked as she moved to a full mount position "You want food then you wait with the others, otherwise I bury you! Understand!?"
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"I'll show you what a real Faunus can do..."...
Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2018 12:53 pm
☶Garret Reveley☶
"The Twin Spears of Old"
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Breaking from those thoughts, Garret forced his mind to focus a bit more on the beach itself. There were too many people to keep track of all the antics that were ensuing for him to really want to try currently, and he'd rather have his mind relaxed before he had to focus it. While being focused helped for combat and to avoid ambushes, with this many semblance practitioners here he figured he could be relaxed for at least a little while. As his eyes focused on the water he thought of the various activities he could do. Swimming, for one, would be a nice way to relax yet be active at the same time. He could satisfy both things and part of his daily workout by doing so, giving him a little more leisure time later to do with as he so desired. He looked briefly to his spears, thinking he hardly wanted to leave them here though they wouldn't be the most convenient thing to have in the water. He could always just learn to adapt to their presence, but they also opened up another activity he could do. He had never tried ocean spearing before but the idea appealed to him. He may even catch some fish and be able to take it to the barbecue area to cook it as a meal, perhaps make a game of it as well. Then there was always the temptation to merely remain as he was, relaxing on the sands of the beach. All options were things he wouldn't doing, and as such he was content to just wait on it. Though he knew he was on a timer as Narx had invited him to a game of volleyball. Though he had never played it, he was always up for some competition. All it did was add a unique element to it to make it more challenging for him.
While lost in these thoughts, he was only vaguely aware of a winged figure pacing about the beach. In truth, if he hadn't been relaxed he may have noticed her getting closer and closer to him, but he was currently just blocking out the volume of everyone else as ambient noise.This led to the unfortunate series of events that Garret found himself now a part of. He heard a very loud shout, too loud and close to fade to ambiance, and turned his head just in time to see a large set of wings begin flapping up a mini sandstorm directly on him. His arm quickly shot up to cover his eyes as he reflexively closed them so no sand would go in, blocking his mouth and nose as well to protect those areas. All Garret could think was who thought it'd be a great idea to attack him with sand, thinking if he would need to grab his spears to counter attack, before as suddenly as it started it all ended. Slowly, warily, he lowered his arms and opened his eyes to asses things and try not to get sand in them. His vision immediately darted towards his spears first, and once sure they were in easy reach, at his assailant. She was patting herself down one moment, then the next as her gaze flickered over to him she was suddenly down on her knees apologizing with her head down. She seemed a little flustered, and the sincerity of her words and reason made Garret calm down a little from being battle ready. He would sigh before beginning to speak, rising to standing height to brush himself off of the excess sand as he did so. "Your apology is accepted, though please be careful in the future. I almost lashed out on impulse, and that would hardly have led to a good result." Garret would pause, his face serious for once instead of the usual playful arrogance. He would then offer his hand to her and continue. "Though it is flattering that you'd bow to me, there is no need to do so. It was an accident, so please rise. It is demeaning to both you and I if this were how it was resolved." He would pause again as his own family tradition came to mind, and though still serious, a smile faintly tugged at the corner of his lips. "If you truly are apologetic however, I can conceive of a way for it to be made up." At this point, his arrogant smile would surface back as he was no longer put off from the events that had transpired and back to his usual self. "But that is something that could be settled at another time. So, may I know the name of my assailant? Unless you prefer to go under a cover name, which would suffice nonetheless." Garret would ask at the end, purposefully not requesting a duel quite yet. It would come to pass at some point, but he desired to know a bit more about his attacker before he revealed that intention. Knowledge gave power to those who had it, and he would not lose an opportunity to gain it. He also for the first time took the girl in, noticing her rather obvious white wings but also her white hair as well as a scar under her eye that traveled towards her earlobe. He was curious on how she got that, who she was and what she was capable of but that would all come with time. Or not, it didn't really matter that much to him. It also really didn't matter what name she gave him in terms of how he was going to address her. He had a nickname already in mind for the girl that he would call her by, but in the presence of others it helps to have a name that she went by if he ever needed to locate or ask about her. Internally he smiled at the nickname itself. 'Perhaps not as graceful...but Dove should be a suitable name.' He thought to himself. ✘ Post count: 24 ✘Semblance timer: 0/5 ✘ Recharge: 0/5 ✘Grimm Killed: 1 ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ OOC:
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Narx froze. His arms went rigid. His face went blank. His breathing went shallow. He literally had a woman on either arm. This was most guys dreams wasn't it? No. It was a true nightmare. Girls fighting over you was not something that was good if you actually cared for them. They were both wonderful people. People who deserved to have the world given to them. People who deserved to be loved with every ounce one's volition could muster. Neither of them deserved to be treated wrongly, yet he had just fumbled on a level that was terrible for all. He felt a warm fuzzy feeling from both. It was nice to be claimed, but this feeling was by far overpowered by his sense of dread of what was about to happen.
His mind was screaming at him to get out of there. To run away. Anywhere but here, but he couldn't. He had to make a move. Any move, but he had to do something to get himself out of this awful mess in a way that didn't hurt these two amazing people that he didn't deserve to have in his life. He owed them that much at least. How would he deal with this situation though? He wasn't able to think clearly. His mind was always fogged up in general, but this sort of situation made it worse. His dread dissipated instantly and abruptly. His vision blurred as something else consumed him. He felt a surge of energy flow through his body as a spike in pain lashed out from his neck. He collapsed to the ground on his knees in an instant. His mind couldn't grasp what was happening. The mark on his neck split into multiple, but just on his neck. Only those directly around him would be able to see it. Especially Hizami and Danaë who were right beside him. He breathing became rugged. "I can't... I can't handle this."His voice came off very somber."I'm sorry, but I just have to go..."
He pulled himself away from them and walked off in a frantic frenzy. His body was shaking. He didn't know why. He couldn't handle this though. His mark hissed on the back of his neck. For some reason his mind was being consumed with...anger? It felt so weird. It was as if a past version of himself was trying to be released from prison. It was a complete flip of emotions from what he was feeling before. He was so excited to play volleyball, but how could he do that in this situation? If he stayed surely something terrible would happen. He didn't want to be a part of this, or anything else. He grabbed his towel off the sand as made his way to the boardwalk."I'm sorry..." He said as he walked away, though he was already too far to be heard by most."My hands..."He lifted his right hand in the air. It trembled violently. What was this? Why wasn't he able to control himself? It was like part of him wanted to tap into this rage to suppress his other feelings, but he didn't know that side of him. It was like a stranger was in his body, and it had nothing to do with Nemesis. Or did it? He wasn't sure.
He walked into an alleyway and placed his hands on the wall. The towel slid from his grip and fell to the ground. Sweat dripped from his temple. What was happening? He closed his eyes to try and suppress it. His vision was shaking just like his extremities. Rage was masking his dread. It was from the mark. He knew it had to be, but something else screamed into his mind. Something was there that he couldn't tap into. Someone else. He fell again to his knees. He hoped nobody would walk by and see him as he was completely kneeled down in a dirty alleyway. They'd likely think he was some drunk. His body felt so weak. Something was terribly wrong with him. He would need to speak to Nemesis and figure out what was happening. Surely the mark wasn't supposed to cause this sort of torment. If it was then he would ask for it to be removed, but somehow he thought that that was no longer possible. Deep inside he knew that there was something else causing this. Something dreadfully hidden within.
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Black Fire Lord
Youroka Kage
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II That Asian Girl II
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2018 3:12 pm
▶Hizami Yachiru◀
『 Aura: Inactive』『Vials: 8』『 Bullets: 250』
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Hizami noticed the air turn sour before Danae brought it upon herself to do so. It seemed she and Narx were going out, which would put the man himself on the spot. A scowl would appear on her face as she looked at the disgusting female littered with feathers over her body like she was some type of quill. She could have done this in a better way, not privately, but in a better tone. Hizami was unaware, but she was aware that this female was coming for her.
“ Last I checked he just accepted my confession.”
With this, she would feel rather hurt, suspicions filling her head. But instead of yelling, kicking, or screaming. A smile returned to her face, and said,
“ Don’t pluck your feathers over nothing, I was planning on choosing the opposing team. Don’t be so sour, let’s not ruin a beach day!”
She mused, letting Narx’s arm go. Not voluntarily, he fell. Her eyes widened in horror, and she dropped down next to him. Hizami bit her lip, knowing it wasn’t normal. She looked at Danae, as if telling her that he was in a state in need of attention. As Narx crawled away, she stood up, shaking her head,
“ After getting that mark...”
She murmured, running after him. She looked around for awhile, having gotten lost. By the time she found him, he was in an alleyway, hunched down. Hizami almost cried, the corners of her eyes tearing up as an alarm went off in her head. She rushed over, taking his face in her hands,
“ Narx... Narx fight it! Look at me!”
She pleaded, brushing hair out of his face. He felt so hot...like he was about to explode. Seeing him like this... Hizami’s hands began to shake, and there was an aching feeling in her heart. Like a mother who was watching her child suffer through pain, she had seen him go through this before, and it kept bringing back memories of that day…but she tried so hard to keep calm. She wiped the sweat off of his brow, fanning him with her tails so he didn’t overheat,
“ Do you need time? Please...say something...”
Her voice cracked, not noticing that she was already crying. The tears rolled off her face, and onto the ground. She didn’t care, she needed to know if he was okay and if he needed anything.
The sea breeze was cool and relaxing to the very out of place student walking along the beach's side walk. He wore a mesh of purples, gold, black and white butler uniform or at least to the on looker. A rapier hung at his side, sheathed but ready to be drawn at a moments notice. Several daggers also remained sheathed on his body, but they where hidden by the fabric of his cloths. Arthas came to a stop at a part of the beach that seemed to have quite a bit of commotion going on. He caught the tail end of what ever was happening with a rather Albino female throwing another woman out onto the beach. "Hmmm quite the aggression and action for just arriving here". Talking to himself was now a habit he had accidently picked up from his master while he was tutoring under him. Standing there Arthas felt his scroll vibrate in his pocket, reaching in he pulled the white colored communication device out and opened it. A message had appeared with his class information, yet it still didn't have word as to what team he would be assigned to. This let out a low annoyed sigh from him. his fingers dashed across the scroll for a second before sending it back to the home screen and closing the device. "I wonder what their is to do around here?"
Arthas decided to walk down the sidewalk a bit more. Not far where a few kiosks selling street food and treats. Approaching one of the stalls Arthas hovered over the rather interesting things they where selling. They where selling fried squidballs with a dozen in a small bag as one of the snacks. They smelled wonderful to him, reaching into his pocket he pulled out his wallet and pulled out the required money which he exchanged with the nice lady . Taking the snack in his left armored hand Arthas walked over to a bench that over looked the beach with all the other people. Sitting down he began to pluck neatly with a tooth pick at the snack. A napkin lay in his lap as not to spill crumbs or get anything on his uniform. While he ate he watched the people on the beach go about talking and enjoying themselves.
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"Oh, the tea is ready"
[OOC] first post is s**t, wow
Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2018 5:07 pm
{[Cecil Roydon]}
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Cecil watched in silent patience before he noticed that Adam and Ridley had returned. He listened to Ridley's first response upon arrival, and didn't flinch or move as she offered to go through with her previous joke statement about ice cream. He slowly began to get up, some of the sand falling from his trunks as he stretched his back. "Some ice cream would be delectable right now." He responded before he heard Adam calling him by a quirky nickname... it's been like that for the past month whenever Cecil returned to his cold emotionless state. "My attempt at pelt the she-devil with ice ended with failure and her lack of interest in her coming at me caught me off guard." He told Adam as he walked over to stand between the two of them, slowly sniffing the air once. "Something tells me you two had some quality time together." He pointed out blatantly before he backed up and rubbed his chin. He soon stared at Adam and said, "You should take her, she'd definitely be a keeper at the ball." He stated for just those two to hear while he listened to Azura speak to Scylla and gave what she saw as her impression against Scylla. He turned to look at her, and then raised up his left hand to make a thumbs up as she nailed his insight on it.
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Semblance: Active, active, active || Weapon: Reiterpallasch(Not on hand) || Currently Holding: N/A Post Count: 55 || Missions Done: 3 || Current Mission: Beach [Cold Blooded Defender]
XXXIridescent hues softened in the glistening sunlight; a refreshing cloud of mist caressing her skin as yet another wave began its cascade down the shoreline. It seemed for just a moment, she had stopped breathing. It came to her realisation that one of those she was people watching had vanished without her noticing. Where could have the multitailed woman gone, and how could have Maria such an remarkable individual escape her gaze? Not that anything could've been done at this point; there were still two others scrambling across the shoreline. Every moment she was entranced with the swimmers, she felt a more intense desire to feel the water herself; though trying so hard to deny it. A silent sigh escaped her lips as her eyes drifted upwards towards the towering Prism; who didn't even need the sighs to understand what she wanted.
Tapping a second button, Prism would push onward down the shoreline; inching closer and closer to the water itself. In the presence of another oncoming wave, the mechanical companion would apply force to lower the chair and its entirety and emerge Maria's own feet into the approaching wave. For a brief moment; Maria would feel an incredible comfort from the warm sand squeezing itself between her toes. Even if she could not wiggle her own toes to bury themselves beneath it, the sensory overload alone was simply astonishing. So course; yet fine enough that it didn't discomfort her. In this sand was such a warmth that matched the heated blanket she slept with every night; so inviting and even more so relaxing. The feeling on the soles of her feet alone was enough to make her melt in her chair; only to be washed away with the wave of water that tried to push her away. Where there was an intense warmth was now a spike of cold; an almost alarming change of temperature. One that she still admired the same. Under the sunlight, such a refreshing wave of water was a god sent. That, mixed with the constant pressure having it's way with her feet and pushing back; feeling the same course sand embrace her feet before peeling away. It was divine. This alone made it worth it, even if she was still simply in her chair at beach side, while others went on about their business.
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2018 5:55 pm
𝓡𝓲𝓭𝓵𝓮𝔂 ☪ 𝓓𝓮𝓵𝓶𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓼𝓽
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Ridley blinked at Adam's question, seemingly having no other way to express her inner thoughts. Which was odd for the brunette. She always had something to say. Always. The problem was usually getting her to shut up. Slowly she turned to look at him, her gold eyes slightly wide as they landed on him. "You've never had ice cream?" She asked incredulously. "Seriously?" She questioned again after a moment. She was by no means trying to make him feel bad. She should have guessed such things with what she knew of his past, but the thought just hadn't occurred to her. After all, her childhood hadn't exactly been ideal but she still had memories of sticky fingers and brain freezes while comsuming the icy sweets with her siblings."We're going to remedy this immediately." She stated rather seriously, though as always there was that playful twinkle in her golden eyes. With a slight nod she strode away from them and back towards the water where Azura was still conversing with Scylla. Noticing the uncomfortable look on her pink face, Ridley knew that a rescue was much needed. Once again she felt guilty for leaving her team alone to deal with the little menace. However, it was better than the alternative... which was likely leaving Scylla writhing in pain in the sand.See how you like being quashed like a bug under a giant beam... Shaking her head slightly, she cleared the thought away before her mind could run to rampant with it.
Walking up from behind, she placed a hand on Azura's shoulder, smiling knowingly at the girl before turning to face Scylla. "While it's been just a splendid delight seeing you," She started sarcastically a lips curling up in a mocking sort of smirk. "I'm afraid we must be going. Team Emergency." She explained before grabbing her companion by the hand."Until next time." She called over her shoulder as she practically drug Azura away. "Or better yet, not ever." She whispered quietly enough that only she would hear her. Once she was out of earshot from the Scylla she dropped her teammates hand and smirked over at her, seemingly very proud of herself. In some ways it was rather impressive for Ridley, sure she had been bitter, but she hadn't gotten angry or even frustrated. That was a feat in and of itself for the golden-eyed huntress. "I still owe you and Cecil ice cream, and Adam doesn't even know what ice cream is... so we are going to fix that problem." Ridley stated, smiling as the reached their little spot on the beach. "Shall we then?" She asked, turning her gaze on the each of them. Grabbing her sarong from where she had left it on the beach, she tied it back around her waist. It clung to her skin in several places, seeing as she was still little damp from the involuntary dive she'd taken into the water. Her dark strands stuck to her shoulders, dripping down her back.
Ridley would find herself completely flustered for a second time that day. Only this time it would be Cecil's doing. His comment caused her mouth to fall open, her cheeks flushing a vivid color that rivaled the vibrancy of her eyes. For a moment all she could do was stare, lips forming a an 'o'. Once she was able to compose herself she snapped her mouth closed, sending a half-hearted glare towards the icy fellow, yet her amber eyes were amiss of their usual fire. "It would do you well to mind your own business, Cecil." She stated, though the words lacked the fiery brimstone she would have liked them to have. They did not hold the same intimidating tone that a harsh comment like that would have usually would have been filled with when leaving her lips, but she was clearly flustered and more than anything else simply trying to distract everyone from the red color of her cheeks. "Adam is welcome to take whomever he would like to the ball." She added after a moment though in all reality she wasn't against the idea. She just hadn't expected to be brought up to openly, bluntly, and publicly... if at all. Opening her mouth once more as if to say something, her cheeks flushed darker at the thought and she snapped it closed and turned on her heel in the sand. "Come my minions." She teased, though in all reality, despite her fiery nature, Ridley was a benevolent leader... if not a tad bit flustered at the moment. It was safe to say none of them would have seen her quite like this before.
Leading the way back down the beach and up the the little strip of shops, there were a plethora of odd and dramatic things to see. A giant faunus grilling meet in a make-shift beach bungalow, a bird faunus nearly landing a top anther man who had been enjoying a relaxing day near the waters. There was a dark haired faunus unlike anything she had ever seen before sitting under a large umbrella with a more practical sized on clutched tightly in her hands. Further down the beach there seemed to be a commotion of some sort. She couldn't even begin to guess what was going on, but it ended with a dark haired guy running off, closely trailed by a white-haired and fluffy-tailed faunus girl. "Looks like we weren't the only ones who ran into a bit of drama." She commented, but more so to herself than anyone else. In all honesty she wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. On one hand, it was nice to know that it wasn't just her parade that had been rained upon, if only for a moment... but still, she supposed it was rather selfish to wish that upon anyone else. As the approached the ice cream parlor, perched at a table not too fair away was a horned boy, being clutched rather tightly by another. She might have thought it was heart-warming were it not for the very confused and slightly alarmed look on the guy's face.
Tearing her gaze away from them, she pushed the door open. There was the soft jingle of a bell above their heads as the refrigerated air enveloped them. Ridley smiled and rushed to the counter. She ordered herself a a cup of a delicious looking sherbet, strawberry-pineapple to be exact. She waited for them to order their own before slipping away to the register. It was her treat and she was determined to keep it that way. She owed them after all. However, as the cashier gave her the total and she instinctively reached for her pocket, a terrifying thought dawned on her. She was not wearing her usual jeans or her cloak and swimsuits didn't usually have pockets. Sighing softly to herself, she raised her hand to her face, slapping her forehead softly. For someone as prideful as Ridley, admitting her stupid mistake was not going to be a pleasant experience. Not to mention she had really wanted to do this for them. However, she didn't have cash on her and they had to pay for the ice cream some how. "I'm sorry. Just give me one second." She told the lady behind the counter. She had been about to go ask if any of her teammates had money on them, with the assurance that she would pay them back times two, but just at that moment the man behind her stepped forward.
Ridley turned around slowly, finding herself staring up at a man nearly an entire foot taller than her. She recognized him slightly, but it took her a moment to think of where she knew him. He was a teacher at Beacon, she just hadn't been in one of his classes yet. What a wonderful way to meet your teacher for the first time.The girl thought sarcastically to herself, a small huff of air leaving her lips. She was torn between too very strong emotions. Embarrassment and gratefulness. The two feelings battled within her, rivaling for control as he offered to pay for her order as well as his. He didn't even giver her time to object before handing the money over. "Thank you... sir." She stated, tugging a bit awkwardly at a strand of her dark hair. Ridley was usually fairly self sufficient and independent. It hurt her ride a bit to think she was making such an air-headed first impression. "I'm not used to wearing this sort of attire. I must have left my money back with my things." She explained, just a flicker of her usual smirk crossing her lips. "Then again... a grown man offering a student sweets... doesn't that seem a little suspicious to you?" She questioned, raising a teasing brow at him, her lips tugging into a mischievous grin.
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Kazuki looked down at the student, and nodded once. He didn’t mind, he expected mishaps to happen. He just hoped she wouldn’t be so forgetful next time. The clerk handed Ridley her orders, and then went to lifting the entire tub for his own. The teacher was twirling a spoon in his hand already, patiently waiting on the service. A small voice from below him made him look down. It was funny how he knew all the students from the rosters back at the Academy, but they didn’t know him. He stared at her as she explained herself, then proceeded to tease him for executing an act of kindness. Kazuki held up a hand, and gently flicked her forehead. It wasn’t hard, but enough for her to feel a tap,
“ Maybe I should have let you embarrassed yourself?”
He suggested, in a sarcastic manner. The clerk held out the tub of ice cream for him, struggling with two hands where the teacher gracefully accepted with one. Waving off Ridley over his shoulders, he left the shop. The moment he went outside, the sun was kissing his skin. He stayed like this for awhile, scoping out the area to see what would be a good place to sit and enjoy this. While he did this, Kazuki noticed his spoons separating, and saw that instead of one, he accidentally took two. He didn’t return it, he might need it if he dropped his current one.
He saw someone sitting on the bench nearby. It had optimal shade, and a perfect view of the beach. He could eat and watch the kids…great. As Kazuki walked over, he would notice the person sitting there was eating something…fishballs? Upon closer inspection, he analyzed the man to be Arthas Maxwell, an exceptional student by the way he carried himself. Sitting down in the shade on the bench. Kazuki leaned back, stuck a spoon into the tub of ice cream, and slowly ate into it,
“ Why aren’t you off playing with the other kids?”
He would ask, eyeing a few females that were fighting over what seemed to be Narx.
Out. Of. Cookies.
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Post: 102
Alysian Virago
LeaderOfTheFallen
Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2018 6:33 pm
It was at that moment Rachel knew; she ******** up. In the blind fury, Rachel didn't quite expect to meet one of the few people that would be able to just straight up manhandle her. Though her jaw was agape, the woman somehow managed to catch her right at the edge of her jaw; narrowly evading the rows of teeth that were aimed outwards. It was as if she knew that Rachel was coming; for this woman was infamously known for her aggression whenever it came to food. The blurry glow would follow her eyes before going dim and she was slammed face first into the sand. Rachel would've been up that very instant if it wasn't for the mount position Tessa took; now Rachel was truly trapped with her face in the sand. Scowling and hissing, she'd wiggle frankly as the rhino woman began slinging threats her way; but then boiled it down plain and simple. Wait, or no food. Suddenly, she ceased all opposing movement. In fact, she seemed to cease breathing; possible due to being face first in the sand. With but a moment of silence, Rachel would raise her face and sharply inhale before her eyes watered up and sand seeping from her mouth. "I-I just want breakfast..." Sand was no meal, but she was getting desperate with her hunger. Not to mention she had no where near the energy needed for these endeavors, all of it was burned in an instant just to get here. To her saving grace, she saw a crab scuttling out of the corner of her eye. Following a swift motion, the crab was snatched up and in her maw in the same second. With a sharp crunch, the raven haired woman would muffle with a mouth full of sharp shells. "Save me one of everything; p l e a s e. . ." Thus, her head would flop and she would bury her face in the sand again as she gulped down the poor crab.
Happily enjoying the squid balls that he had purchased Arthas looked like he didn't have a care in the world. A smile stretched across his face something that was rare due to him usually having a very neutral expression. Lost in bliss he watched the other students out on the beach as further events unraveled. Suddenly he jumped to attention spilling his food when he heard a voice next to him having failed to hear the man approach or even sit down. Arthas quickly scanned the man that stood before and immediately recognized him as master Kazuki the Grimm studies teacher."Ah sorry Master Yome, you startled me." Embarrassment washed over the butler as he gave a slight bow, his right hand at his stomach and his left hand behind his back. The pose was perfect and expertly executed with years of practice. Rising back up to fully face the teacher Arthas dropped his hands to his side at a bit of a more relaxed stance.
Arthas stood there for a second as he processed the question the teacher had asked him. "Well Master, I am still new here and haven't had the chance to meet many of the students, I still haven't been issued a team so I don't really know anybody"Rather bluntly Arthas stood there before his gaze drifted downward towards the spilled fishballs. Disappointment filled Arthas face for a brief second before it regained its neutral composure. Thinking to himself that standing at attention for his teacher was strange Arthas slowly took a seat back on the bench next to the teacher. The gold and jewel on his uniform dazzled in the sunlight. Within the back of Arthas mind he kept thinking of the fishballs that he had dropped and wished if he could get more without making it more awkward then it already was due to his professional appearance. Even sitting here on the bench he sat professionally. Sitting straight up with both hands on his legs.
Tessa bared her teeth as the faunus under her struggled weakly but ultimately wound up loosening her grip on her head as she saw the girl gobble up an unfortunate crab. With an appetite like hers she'd fit right in with her clan. With a sigh the rhino faunus got up and pulled the shark to her feet with one hand, dusting sand off of her body with another. "I understand a love of food, my family prides it as much as our fighting prowess" She grinned and clapped her hand against the shark's arm in a forearm handshake, giving a firm squeeze "You'll eat your fill but only after this one" she gestured to a tiny girl in a frilly two piece with her teammates "Gets hers" Tessa's smile suddenly faded as the sound of her teammate's name reached her ear, just from the tone alone she could feel something was horribly wrong. "Speak to Richard about your food" she said , her voice stony "I'll be right back"
With a growl Tessa stepped away from the grill, leaving her teammate in charge of distributing the food. Narx was in trouble, Narx was family, family always came first. "Back" was the only thing Tessa said before violently backhanding the fox faunus. Danae , on the other hand, got a simple toss to the side by her arm, not a gentle one but one that clearly got across that the rhino was angry. With a grunt Tessa reached down and lifted Narx by the back of his neck with a fir grip, narrowing her eyes as she looked him up and down. A glare crossed her expression as she bared her teeth, making her look like she was ready to slam the goat boy into the sand to wake him until... "It's okay, Tessa's here..." her voice took on a gentle tone as she brought Narx's face to her chest , cradling him like a toddler and gently rocking back and forth while she cooed her sweet words into his ear and stroked his hair "No worries, your big sister's got you safe as can be..such a good boy.."
Kazuki was enjoying his ice-cream, his eyes scanning the area for any thing that may be…out of place. He had took notice that Arthas’s food had spilled, and he was partially to blame. Perhaps if he had approached completely before speaking this could have been prevented.
“ Sorry… I didn’t mean to…”
It seemed Arthas had not been able to meet anyone, per his explanation, so of course it wouldn’t be comfortable for him to go about, up to strangers, and start talking. Even though that was how you make friends, Kazuki couldn’t even do it himself…Perhaps they were more alike than he thought.
“ I understand. Call me Yome, by the way.”
He mused, offering him a spoon to share his ice cream with. Kazuki pushed the carton of the sweet in between them, the spoon stuck in his mouth. A few girls played din the water, Momo and Eira, some were surfing, such as Aaron and Lunia, and then…and then…
His eyes happened to witness something that he deemed inappropriate. No matter what time of situation it may be, no violence was to be used amongst students. The fox faunas fell into the sand, while the assaulter was carrying a male. Kazuki motioned for Arthas to follow him, and he stood up, quickly walking over to Rachel, who was face first in the sand. He helped her up, and told her what was going on and that he needed her there so she could be another witness. He would then lead her over to where Tessa was, who was also holding a Narx.
“ I don’t care what the situation may have been, Tessa Ailbhe, but you cannot use violence against another student! I do not want to ruin your fun, but try to keep your temper from getting the best of you, can you now?”
He scolded her, asking Arthas to escort the faunas away and check on her injuries. Kazuki wasn’t mad, more so disappointed that such an incident occurred.
“ If he’s not feeling well, let him rest in the shade. Danae, I'm disappointed you didn't manage your team to conduct themselves properly."
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