Periwinkle would look to the door. Aya would knock before coming in. Peri would look down. They had won against the grimm, but at what cost? Sva had been very hurt by her. She had everything planned...Svaf would have been able to finish it off with his own blades. She kept replaying what she saw, she didn't know how he had been so hurt. It just didn't make sense...
"I don't like this feeling I have Aya...I don't...The pain I can deal with...but I feel..." She would start to cry into her hands. She felt so guilty, so guilty that it made her sick to her stomach. She wanted to just curl up and die. She could feel her fingers going after the ring blade. No...if she started to bleed here...then bad things would happen. Kam had told her. She couldn't get rid of it right now. She couldn't even answer the question of if she wanted Aya to play for her.
Peri would look up, tears streaming down her face. Kam was there, he also congratulate her. However, when she looked at him, he was wearing a ladies bathing suit...or at least, he was wearing something similar to Aya, who was a lady. Peri wouldn't say anything...her boobs where half hanging out from the cat suit she was wearing. "I'm not hungry right now..." In the 3 months they had been together, Periwinkle had never denied cakes or any other kind of sweets. Her eyes turned back down, tears starting to go down her face once more.
Then, her fighting buddy would come into the room. He was wrapped in bandages. She looked down again in shame. She had done that to him, not the grimm. She couldn't look him in the eyes. She was completely upset at the fact that she had hit him. Her crying got a bit more violent. She would choke out "I'm sorry, I didn't want to hit you. It's all my fault..." She didn't even hear that the nurses were looking for him.
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2020 12:48 am
Aya noticed the sad expression as she held her hands "non of us like this feeling, it sucks knowing you had thing planned and see them fail. I know how it feels but you can't blame yourself for that" she told her with a very soft voice as she hugged her with the gentlest touch to watch out of the wings, letting her cry on her shoulder. She then noticed Kamyu coming in, seems like she wasn't the only one in a rush to get here, Aya then released Peri from her hug but still held her hands "thank you for coming Kyu, means alot for me and I'm sure for Peri here as well" she then got very surprised by Peri's answer, she? Not wanting cake? She knew Peri probably felt worse than she thought before. After a bit Aya could smell something sweet in the air, a smell that came closer to them each second. Aya then saw Svafnir walking in with atleast half his body covered in bandages "oh hi svafnir, how are you feeling?" She smiled at him, though then realizing something "wait... Aren't you supposed to be resting right about now? Im sure the nur-" she then was cut off by the nurses looking for patient Nuntis since aperantly he ran away "of course... Why am i not surpriced" she shaked her head in disappointed as she realised he was probably away for long, there is no way he could be gone for a bit seeing the amazing cakes he brought with him. ❄. tabLOCATION . . . Cafeteria tabtab❄. tabCOMPANY . . . Kamyu and Periwinkle and Svafnir tabtab❄. tabPROFILE . . .Aya
It seems Peri was taking it harder than they thought. It didn't get any better then Svafinr waltzed in. It not only made things worse in terms of Peri's mood, he was in bandages in and in pain. It earned nothing but an frown from Kyu. Especially after her heard the nurses looking for him. "I am going to deal with him. You just make sure Peri is okay." Kamyu got us and gently pushed Sva down the hall back to his room. "Now that we are away from them. Give her some space and you need to relax. Obviously she is upset right now. Just give it time." Kamyu would activate his semblance and place something from his scroll on full volume that would relax Svaf. He would sit next to him in a chair and relax as well.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2020 12:12 pm
'One, two, Becky's coming for you. Three, four, your luck is so poor. Five, six, we sail the river styx. Seven, eight, the vultures haven't ate. Nine, ten, you'll never see again.'
Victor was wheeled away from the Vale arena and since the closest place for his treatment was the academy, they rushed his body there to treat his current cuts and wounds as his aura was currently out at the moment. "Nnnngh.... murderous little bunch they are." He commented aloud as the nurses told him to stay still and to try and not move while they used their aura to restore his own to help kickstart his personal regeneration, all while wrapping gauze around his abdomen. He sighed as he was now left on the bed, staring up. His jacket was open and his undershirt torn to pieces. At this point he was glad for the specialize latex skin that covered a portion of his neck and the water resistant adhesive to keep it there to hide his inmate marker. He felt rather helpless again but he had done what he was needing to do.... and create a shroud of doubt over Beacon's own students for how just two people acted infront of tens of thousands of people... even on live television. What more could he have wanted than to help sow doubt and chaos. A nurse came by and gave him some water incase his throat got dry, something he had to abide by since he couldn't outright ask for Blood to drink. 'Aeralin and Pyrve.....Aeralin is definitely a meathead, thinks only with her blade but she's reckless and doesn't have a plan.... she's got some simularities to Svafnir but he's had professional training. Pyrve....heh.' He mentally thought as he closed his eyes and smirked before his thoughts continued. 'For someone so keen on playing the game.... your composure was very easy to break. So much for the idea of you being a princess.' His thoughts made him chuckle, only to then make him wince as he brought his right hand up and over his gut where she had managed a deep slice that caused the blood spray. 'Nnnngh.....alot of veins and arteries were cut there..... I need to relax....an inch deeper and she would've gotten through and released my intestines.'
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This was not the first time she'd come to the infirmary, as most students after missions would be sent here as needed. Though with her more natural medicinal knowledge, she would offer her services from time to time; even if they didn't always take it. This time, they seemed to with the event that went on."More han's make light'r work,"Acantha sighed under her breath, plant in one hand. Today, she would be wearing a simple black peasant dress, black velvet neck ribbon, and black flats. Her think mane of light cornflower-blue hair loosely braided and wrapped with a long ribbon that ended with her hair at thigh-length that swayed with each step. The petite young woman hand no weapons on her this time, just a satchel purse around her hips and the plant for the patient."Oh dear, this seems like a big one,"The young woman thought as she made her way over with the tray of gauze and wraps for one of the patient's wounds.
As she got closer, she would do a cursory glance over the poor white-haired man; it did not escape her that he was not familiar to her; she made it a habit to discreetly observe other students after all. Before going to her tasks, she would place a plant on the side table."Yer not from aroun' here, are ya?"Chloris inquired softspokenly, her voice sweet and youthful, wide mossy-green eyes glint with curiosity before they turned back to the task at hand. She was trying the break the ice of awkward silence while she prepped the equipment."He's no student that I've seen. Kinda cute, too."The young woman thought to herself before pushing the thought away. It was time to redress the wound; if he allowed her that is...
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2020 2:22 pm
'One, two, Becky's coming for you. Three, four, your luck is so poor. Five, six, we sail the river styx. Seven, eight, the vultures haven't ate. Nine, ten, you'll never see again.'
Victor slowly closed his eyes, mentally knowing he needed the rest but because he was in enemy territory he had to keep himself conscious and no sooner was that thought made did he hear the light steps of a petite person's arrival. He opened his hazel eyes to look at her as she set down a rather strange plant of black and purple nature. He eyed it curiously before looking to the cornflower haired 'child' before him, shorter than Aeralin and Pyrve. 'Is she a student here? She looks much too young to be a huntsman....but the air around her is.....off.' He thought as he analyzed her calmly as she soon spoke, the southern accent catching him off guard as he raised an eyebrow and responded calmly, if through the pain. "Nnngh neither are you it seems." He joked as he relaxed his head to stare at the ceiling to help calm the body from it realizing the pain more as his adrenaline from earlier wore off. "But yeah, I'm not from Beacon..." He told her before he saw her reaching out to the currently blood drenched gauze.... had so much time already pass that his wound needed to be redressed? Considering the gash size and how close it was to gutting him it would appear so as he grunted and moved onto his side to show her where they ended the gauze wrap. "I'm from Atlas nnnngh.... specifically from Mantle." He told her, being honest as to where he was from and more sure of his words considering the other nurses were tending to other patients. "Where are you from?" He asked her calmly while he could feel her hands moving to get the gauze on his back, with him trying his best to move and help her as his wound was still in need of healing, so he avoided using as much of his abdominal muscles as possible to quicken bleed out.
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Chloris smiled a bit sheepishly when called out in a way, that she wasn't a local either."No, I'm not,"The young woman responded with a soft chuckle. In hearing him expand on where he was from, she looked surprised before her expression calmed."Well, sharing such information...It wouldn't hurt,"The blue-haired maiden thought before getting distracted. All the while, she would be redressing the wound as she'd been shown; her focus on her task."This is bigger than I first thought,"The young woman thought as she cleaned the wound; pretty certain it was going to sting worse than a hand on the hot iron...It was just then that she spotted the rather large burn scar on the older boy's.
Instead of addressing it, she remembered she had yet to answer and decided to do so."Silver Oaks Valley...Mistral,"Chloris answered truthfully. Her voice still soft if a little less shy."Not gonna lie...this is pretty bad. What happened?"Chloris inquired, curious of what he might say. There were some places where she had to put more pressure that others. But, once she was done cleaning, she would begin to redress the wound, slow and careful-like."I'll wait to ask..."The young woman thought, thinking of asking later since her curiosity was beginning to grow."Thank ya kindly,"Chloris would say softly, mainly for his cooperation than anything else....And then her eyes widened for a second as it dawned on her that she never asked the male's name; the realization making her blush slightly in embarrassment. She would stubbornly keep quiet about this though and continue redressing his wounds...
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2020 5:12 pm
'One, two, Becky's coming for you. Three, four, your luck is so poor. Five, six, we sail the river styx. Seven, eight, the vultures haven't ate. Nine, ten, you'll never see again.'
Victor could feel her unwrapping the gauze and was being careful himself to avoid reopening the wound fully as she agreed that she too wasn't from here. "I thought so. But that's fine I guess.... Vale is home to everyone in some way shape or form." He told her calmly before he finally laid back down on his back just as she removed the final layer of gauze covering his long gash. The moment she brought her hand up with the cleaning surprise and soon started, he instinctively tensed up as the pain shot through his body. His right hand raised up and slammed onto the bed as his left gripped the side of his bed. "GAH HAH!" He cried out in pain as he tried to calm down, his body was shaking as she slowly cleaned out as much of the sand, fabric, and the water that had seeped into the wound during the final moments of the battle. Once he managed to contain his pained grunts, he heard her response and her follow up question. "Mistral nnngh huh? The kingdom of the--gah! Nnnngh..... East?" He strained to start as it was hard to focus on the topic and letting her clean his wound but he had to let it go for now.
He rests his head back as she applied more pressure, his senses were being overwhelmed but he took one deep breath and calmed himself as best as he could, remembering the actions he took during his last years in Atlas he could bear this pain. "What happened were the students Aeralin and Pyrve....Aeralin held me down during the last moments of our exhibition match and Pyrve went wild with a dagger in her hand, my aura gave out at the last mo--MMHEHENT!" He grunted in pain as she applied pressure in another spot during his response before she finally started to re-dress his wound. "And I caught a vicious slash from her along my abdomen..... I came here nnnnghto see how Beacon was treating their students..... quite upset that the two with some of the most prestigious appearances for the first years were willing to kill during an exhibition match." He told Chloris calmly, being honest about how things turned out before he looked to her and then the plant. As she began to apply the gauze during the redressing process, having cleaned up the blood that came from his tensing and having gone a bit light headed now, he had to state. "I never...... caught your name." He admittited to her before he followed it with a question. "My I have your name now considering you've seen me mostly topless?"
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Chloris was trying to be careful, even if she did have to be a little hard. When he spoke, she winced slightly at his sounds of pain; as it was not her intention to hurt him."Your words ring true. Beacon has become my home more than Vale though..."The young woman agreed. Surprised he was still able to form words from the tormented sounds of his pain."Yes, the Kingdom in the East,"The blue-haired maiden confirmed, wincing again at the sounds he was making."Geez, I cannot believe he's still conscious,"The young woman thought.
He honestly sounded horribly pained as she was cleaning the wound...then again, she was touching tender muscle and flesh. Quickly pushing the thought away as she did not want to be sick. She was quiet though as her invalid would settle enough to tell her what happened. What he did tell her though horrified her. The little country girl shook her head in disbelief and maybe a little annoyance."That's jus' plain savage,"Chloris commented before smiling softly as she began to redress the wound."Yer safe here. I'm jus' sorry you had to meet some of the more vicious students. No excuse for their attitudes though. But I assure ya, darlin' not all of us are like that,"Chloris replied, sincerely apologetic that such students were in the academy.
Big mossy green eyes watched him calmly, looking to the plant when he did and smiled softly before looking back at the fair man, redressing his wound, almost done as she kept a delicate but sure touch. She was a little embarrassed but, also thankful to have it addressed...though she was not expecting the little tease."I hope that's a tease at least..."She thought before deciding to answer."Chloris Acantha Robles, but please, call me Chloris. What's yours,"Chloris introduced herself, and inquired politely in return.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2020 9:15 pm
'One, two, Becky's coming for you. Three, four, your luck is so poor. Five, six, we sail the river styx. Seven, eight, the vultures haven't ate. Nine, ten, you'll never see again.'
Victor could hear her words as she justified the reason of Beacon the school being more her home than the country. He and her shared something in common since he had to abandon his home to come to Vale. In his time, he had suffered serious wounds and injury without treatment and was practically at death's door when Solvit had found him and 'saved' him. Then again, an adrenaline push accompanied by extreme fatigue had gave his mind resolve to stay alive yet he had forgotten such a useful skill in order to utilize his other skills designed to help kill. After his 'calm' explanation as to what happened, he heard her response before he saw her smile. It..... was something he and the murderer behind his eyes had not seen in a long while.... a genuine smile from someone he did not associate with his deadly deeds. His mind slowly calmed as he remembered he was hoping to meet Lunia here but with how things are, he doubt he'd find the time to meet her. He closed his eyes as he chuckled and soon spoke. "Savages and Vicious they may be, it would do them better to have a sense of lateral justice be pushed upon them. I did talk alot of trash to try and egg them on to try and put on a show the crowd was wanting but I guess I pushed too far." He told her as he had gotten used to the pain now while she was finishing up on dressing the wound.
'Chloris.... Chloris Acantha Robles? She doesn't sound like a noble from her voice nor by name.... so this must be her nature then.' He thought upon hearing her name as she soon asked him his name. He opened his mouth to speak, soon closing his mouth as he closed his eyes, trying to recall his true name to give her. He couldn't tell her his current Identity's name as it's still too well known but considering the fact she wasn't an Atlesian, he could be semi-honest to her. "Victor Præy Breakheart...one of the few surviving Huntsman of Atlas but hopefully not the last surviving few. I haven't found my teammates these past years so I had to make due acting on my own." He told her and added on a false reason as to what he does when he's not socializing. He could only pray that the fact check comes after he leaves.
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Chloris smiled kindly as she finished redressing the wounds. She would carefully pulling down his shirt, covering his dressed wounds once more. As he spoke, she pondered what he said."I'm sure it would, but, I don't believe that would solve anything,"The young woman replied thoughtfully in the mention of lateral justice, at the admittance of maybe going too far, she smiled softly and nodded in understanding."The heat of battle mixed with adrenaline via being observed, a dangerous concoction. At least you recognized any fault you had. Just hope they do too,"She replied, looking to the plant then before introducing herself.
When he opened and closed his mouth, she wondered what he might have thought."Will he tell me? Or will I have to guess,"The young woman thought, amused. He seemed to be thinking, so she was patient; associating his closing his eyes with his pain. When he did answer, she bowed her head slightly, respectfully greeting."Then, it's a pleasure to meet you, Victor,"Chloris replied sincerely. She would then get up to properly dispose of the bloodied bandages and clean the equipment used.
Once she returned though, she would water the plant a little from the pitcher on the side table and set it back down. Having listened to the older gentleman's purpose, she smiled softly."I do, sincerely hope you find them soon. For now, rest, and enjoy the purple Persian shield. Um...If there's nothin' else I can do for you, I'll let you rest,"Chloris would comment before asking if there was anything else she could do for him...
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2020 11:09 pm
'One, two, Becky's coming for you. Three, four, your luck is so poor. Five, six, we sail the river styx. Seven, eight, the vultures haven't ate. Nine, ten, you'll never see again.'
He nodded his head at her words before she pulled his shirt down, the concoction of battle and what it breeds.... he hated it but knew that he thrived in it. "All huntsman need to know when their faults are visible and to accept that fact. For refusing to do so creates a shell of pride that drags them deeper into the fiery pit of insanity." He spoke calmly as he then started to prepare to introduce himself. Once he had done so, he smiled at her kind words, feeling relaxed as a slight shine returned to his hazel irises. "Please nnngh.... the pleasure is all mine." He admitted to her as he watched her walk away with the bloodied bandages and relaxed himself. His eyes closed before he heard the water hit the petals of the plant, causing him to open his eyes and turn to look at the black and purple plant and her. He slowly tried to lift his left arm, but considering the amount of energy he exerted in the pain, he had realized just how tired his body was. "Thank you Chloris.... what a Purple Persian Shield?" He asked her honestly as he never heard of it, but he could easily assume it was the plant she was watering, yet without her initially nudging it, it could be something else... maybe the name of the gauze bandages? "A-And if it isn't too much trouble... my throat is a bit parched and my arms are feeling a bit heavy." He told her as he looked to the water cup next to the plant.
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Chloris nodded, seeing reason in his words of facing one's faults, or succumbing to pride, though she did not agree completely that it had to be done in a public setting. Trust was a fragile thing, especially between huntsmen/women and the public. Though she meant what she said, after he introduced himself. It pleased her to see the shine in those beautiful hazel eyes of his. His unveiled honesty and logic was refreshing to the young huntress. When she came back, she would notice his resting eyes and body, so she would water the plant.
Upon returning, and watering the plant, she heard his question and smiled softly."The plant beside ya. It thrives in humidity and warmth year-round. When it blooms, there's blue tube-like flowers...While exposed ta sunlight, it's colo's git bright'r, but succumbs to the winter...And if taken prop'r care, can grow 'bout as tall as myself."The young woman explained before shaking her head as the twang was more prominent in speaking about them."Sorry...I git carried away when it comes ta plants,"She apologized before she would ask what else was needed.
When he answered, she smiled kindly to his request."Of course. People are like plants. Water is important,"The young woman thought amusedly to herself before replying."It'd be no trouble at all, Victor,"Chloris replied before kneeling down to the side of the bed where controls were. Slowly, with the right button pressed, the bed would carefully recline enough to have Victor almost sitting up, though still laying enough to not irritate the wounds.
Then she would take the glass in both hands, walking over and sitting on the opposite side."Don' wanna accidentally hurt you,"Chloris explained in case he looked confused or asked. Glass in one hand, she would lightly but firmly prop his head with her other; he would feel it was gently calloused (maybe from her gardening?), and that while petite, she was stronger than she appeared."Here ya go. Drink slowly now,"Chloris instructed as he began to drink, her voice soft since they were so close, her mossy green eyes were flecked with emerald upon observation when meeting his eyes, though her focus would be on the glass as she didn't want to accidentally drown him.
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2020 3:08 pm
'One, two, Becky's coming for you. Three, four, your luck is so poor. Five, six, we sail the river styx. Seven, eight, the vultures haven't ate. Nine, ten, you'll never see again.'
Victor looked to the plant as she explained what it was and how it blooms. "So this flower can grow pretty tall if it's well kept despite being past it's life expectancy?" He asked of her as his eyes drifted to the flower, his mind slowly gaining better clarity as in the mind space he could feel the battle between his murdering code and his original Huntsman self. It was..... refreshing to have such a new take.... she reminded him of Solvit in a way, her innocence and how caring she was despite not knowing the full story as to who or what he is. When she started to apologize he simply smiled and while being moved up into a semi-sitting position he spoke. "Nothing to apologize for when it comes to your passions...it makes it sound like you were judged before god." He told her softly while watching her take the glass and move to his right side. His head moved to watch her and he obliged in lifting his head with the help of her hand. He had noticed the rough feeling of her hands during her work on re-dressing his gash, but to feel it more clearly against the back of his head he could tell she was deceptively strong. "I appreciate the gingerly care of a gardener's hands." He told her softly as he opened his mouth while she brought the glass to his lips. He slowly drink and his eyes were at first on the water that slid into his mouth before being swallowed down his throat before his eyes traveled. He noticed her emerald eyes when she looked into his own but he blushed as she looked away to focus on the glass. He mentally smiled and closed his eyes as the glass emptied before the feeling of being drowned settled in. "Thank you Ms. Chloris." He told her softly as she took the cup away.
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Chloris smiled as he got what she meant, though he formed it by a question, noticing his attentions on the plant momentarily."Exactly,"The young woman replied with a kind smile. She realized his mind seemed a bit clearer, from the look in his eyes. Though, Acantha felt a little relief when he told her not to apologize, after all, she loved plants...And she loved sharing information about them."Then I shall not again,"She promised, only lightly jesting before she would bring him water."He's not as old as I first thought,"The young woman pondered, as at first, she had thought him older than herself but not by much.
She wasn't unaware of his hazel eyes on her, she just wasn't bothered by being watched. Now sitting so close, she blushed softly at his comment about gardener's hands before he began to drink. She could've sworn she felt a flutter in her stomach as their eyes met. Having missed his own colored cheeks as she looked down. Only looking again once he closed his eyes. When he was done, she took the glass away and gently set his head down on the pillow once more."You are most welcome,"Chloris replied softly before standing and walking over to set the glass back on the side table. In truth she was trying to clear her mind."Shall I git ya anythin' else, or would you like to rest,"Chloris inquired politely.
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