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Northern Invasion

Charisse smiled and nodded. "I knew this was a great idea! I KNEW IT!" she yelled out to no one in particular. Drawing back her bow again, she bent her knees in order to brace herself.

"I'll take you up on that offer, Glen. Good luck."

She took a deep breath. Soon she'd have to eat another one of her Pumpkin Pete's Granola Bars for more Aura. It wasn't like she had an infinite amount of them (aura or bars, really), but it certainly wasn't like these clansmen had limitless numbers either. It was a sacrifice for the greater good, she supposed.

Green motes swirled around the head of her "arrow" again, causing the projection to slowly spiral and spin around on its axis. She finally let out the breath, and started aiming and increasing the rate of rotation.

Silvia shot the bird with all her strength.

Jack had already thrown both soldiers over his shoulders, and walked over. "Good job guys." He said, half heartedly, "Now what?" He asked, ignoring the simmering anger and self loathing that was unfortunately filling him.

Foolish Flight of Fancy.

Falken blinked, glancing at his current predicament, with a trio of troublesome copies closing in from at least three different angles. For a few seconds, he looked slightly worried before giving a confident grin as he glowed for a brief moment before stomping the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust to throw off his pursuers and vaulting into the air with a blast of wind.

Granted, he wasn't done yet as when he'd gotten enough height, he quickly descended towards one with a hell of a stomp while it was disorientated. And if the air-head pulled THAT off, he'd quickly try following it up with a powerful sweeping kick to slice through the other two copies.

Where The Dreamshade Was

"Now we go home," responded Rheia, in a rather sombre tone.

Alice's Phonecall

"That bad, huh? Well, I won't keep you from your work any more," Ai said. She scratched her nose sheepishly, which only came out as noise through the scroll call. "Thanks. We're not in a super hurry, I think...I don't know if this will make Mia happy, but I made a promise, and I'm gonna keep it."

She paused, adjusted the scroll in her hand, then backed into the nearest wall.

"This is probably none of my business, but...you won't work yourself too hard, right? I guess there's still three and a half years before it's official, but someday I'm gonna try to help you. I'm not good with paperwork, though."

Northern Invasion

Ai threw a mini-tantrum, grumbling something about the second wave ruining their victory moment. An awful scent wafting on the southern breeze passed over them, and Ai coughed. She hoped that smell wasn't coming from a pile of dead bodies.

"Ugh, what's that smell?" she said. She shrugged, then pinched her nose shut. "Sabe tactig, den?"

After a moment, she set about whirling one of her yo-yos around to cut through swaths of Beowolves while she occupied her other hand with blocking out the stench of whatever seemed to be decaying south of the village.

"Eberyonge gib dose—" she unpinched her nose "—everyone give those things a wide berth if you don't wanna get blown up!"

edited 13th Sep '15 11:39:22 AM by opnerf

Arcana

The acid grenade exploded long before it could harm its destined target, but Star wasn't planning on giving up that quickly. With a huff he launched two more, an incendiary and stun grenade respectively at the large group. He figured that with Fool handling the bird guy there was no need for him to butt in.

"...home is nice." She nodded in response to Rheia's words before she looked at both her and Jack. They weren't looking much better than her. At least Rheia was able to resist the Grimm's influence, somewhat.

With a frown, Hope wheeled over to both of them and pulled both of them into a hug. "Don't you try to pull a tough guy card, you two." She grumbled once she was finished, moving away. "It's alright to feel weak in this situation."

"It's no different then how I usually feel." Jack growled completely on instinct, pushing her away.

He was a Reisentoter- A peerless warrior. And yet, he never seemed to do anything but lose, even the fucking cripple was far better. No. That wasn't how it should be! She was weak, she relied on machines and steel-Her semblance was a gift from god! Jack had worked hard, constantly subjecting himself to hellish treatment to cope with his useless semblance! How could sh-

"Now what the fuck do we do with these two?" He said quickly, shrugging to indicate the two men thrown over his shoulders. He had to distract himself, keep his temper under control and looking around, in case any more Grimm showed up, he did

edited 14th Sep '15 1:43:12 AM by TroyandHawk

"Well, it's about time you stop that." She shook her head with a sigh, not at all bothered by the push back. "That Grimm fucked us all up; and rather roughly with no lube, if I may be crass." Deep breath.

"Plus, if you feel like that all the time; all the more reason to do something about it." She ended her little speech, giving Jack a small smile.

"As for the guards... I dunno. Can anything be done to awake 'em?" She inquired, glancing over her teammates.

edited 14th Sep '15 3:06:06 AM by FergardStratoavis

"Be quiet." Jack said, Hope said the worst possible thing. He tried. He did try, all those hours working hard, and he was still the weakest link. "Not all of us have robots to make us useful." He said sarcastically, before walking back in the direction he picked up the bodies. Probably civilization that way

edited 14th Sep '15 3:17:06 AM by TroyandHawk

"...so what if I do?" Although her brows furrowed, she retained her calmness as she watched him go. "Does it make me any better than you are? Does it make me worse?"

edited 14th Sep '15 3:22:52 AM by FergardStratoavis

Long Live the Dreamshade

Rheia watched as Hope wheeled towards them. Jack had immediately pushed her away, an act which made her stare at him as though he'd grown a second head. Sure, she was trying desperately to not fall apart before she made it back to a safe place at Beacon, but holy shit Hope just wanted a damn hug.

She watched for a moment, gathering her strength as the two conversed. Hope, naturally, had still taken the high road, and Jack had responded to it by telling her to shut up, insulting her for her choice of combat, and then walking away.

"I'd ask what crawled up his ass and died, but we just stabbed it to death," Rheia commented, not really caring whether or not he heard. So what if he did? After pushing Hope away she couldn't give a shit lengthwise. She turned back towards Hope. "Here. Because he didn't."

Leaning down, she hugged Hope. The touch of another person was warm enough to make her consider falling apart but she held back the urge. There was a time and a place to remember your biggest mistakes, and it wasn't on a battlefield with unconscious border guards that needed medical treatment.

"'sno different than them with the guns." Ayers said with a shrug. He'd been handling the Dreamshade comedown poorly. Clicking his arms back and forth, Ayers had just let Hope come in for the hug or whatever, then sat and listened to everyone else for once. "Or, uh, using glasses to see. Or yer ROBOT ARM, DUMBASS!" He finally roared after Jack.

Jack simply ignored Ayers and continued walking, quietly smoldering as he held the two guards.

"...let him go, Boss." She sighed, enjoying the warmth of Rheia's embrace as she glanced at Jack going away. "...I feel like this might be something more than just the Dreamshade."

"...thanks for the hug. You hanging in there, Rhei?" She asked the other girl with a small smile.

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Rheia nodded. She looked like she'd been through absolute hell. She looked pretty clearly like she was forcing herself to hold together, trying to clear her mind because thinking about what the Dreamshade had done to her, thinking about what she had done in the past, hurt so badly.

She said "I'll hold. At least until we can get these guys to safety and go home. The problem now is doing that."

"Once we're back, you're invited on a session of ice-cream and silly romcom movies to remedy being upset." She chuckled lightly, reaching out to pat Rheia's hip; being unable to reach her shoulder.

Her expression turned serious. "But for now we should gather all the guards we can and get 'em to safety." With that said, she tapped in the combination again, Anima encasing her form for the second time as she gently grabbed a couple of unconscious guards.

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"I... uh... think it might take a little more than that," remarked Rheia, almost solemnly. She couldn't really keep up like this, given how many times she was mentioning what was causing her to be sad in the first place; eventually even ignoring it wouldn't work.

"More important things, though." Rheia headed over and grabbed one of the lighter guards, slinging the poor mook over her shoulder.

"...sorry to try and be chipper." Hope sighed apologetically, shaking her head. "I guess this happy-go-lucky attitude is harder to maintain in this situation..."

Debbie Rheia Downer

"No, it's not that, just... I kinda experienced something extremely personal. I wouldn't like to talk about it. Still. Definitely taking you up on that romcom and ice cream, Hope," said Rheia, forcing a smile.

Firebird

Medus looked around for anything to help against the bird. Dammit, dammit, dammit....trees, snow, rocks, more trees....the trees. The rocker paused as he scrutinized the surroundings. Let's see, not everything is catching on fire from the sheer heat so it's unlikely the bird will be able to burn them to cinders before impact if they can be launched fast enough.

Medus hefted his axe. "Say, Ieria, Princess, You two strong enough to throw trees at that thing if I give you the ammo?"

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Tree Darts

Ieria nodded her head as she managed to right herself, her semblance activating once more as she looked to Medus. "I should be able to, I can make my own ammo if need be as well."

Alice's Phone Call

A sigh. "Hmm? No, I'm fine. Don't worry, I'm not going to run myself ragged. As for your job here? Heh, just concentrate on your studies for now."

The sound of paper shuffling. "And...right, I'll look into your thing as soon as I can."

The elder princess's voice softened. "....I do want to help Mia."

Triple Bird Strike

Alexia nodded at Medus. "Alright. Your call, Medus.."

The princess let out a breath, looking at the flame bird in the sky and hoping that Pius was alright.

Said bird was simply ignoring Pius's blasts, flapping its wings to get higher. Still, its wing beats seemed to be labored. Tired. Hurt.

Northern Invasion

The highlanders...did not seem to understand Ai's words, but at least seemed to realize what Charisse was doing and so they scattered.

The two tank monsters prepared to fire their giant missiles again.

But...at that moment.

A loud cry. A warbling sound that sounded almost human.

The smell intensified. And from the south...

Something◊ was waddling towards them.

Back to Beacon

The Dreamshade team managed to use their Scrolls to call for an airship ride home. The still-comatose guards were dropped off at the hospital and now the ship was landing at the Beacon skydock...

Arcana fight

Falken managed his maneuver flawlessly, taking down all three clones....but that distracted him long enough for the real Fool to get close and attempt to give him a brutal punch in the face. Then, hefting his heavy guitar/weapon he attempted to smash Falken's face in.

RTB

As Rheia soared through the air - albeit in an airplane instead of by herself - she closed her eyes and practiced deep breaths. She tried to focus, to clear out her mind. But she was still frazzled. Every other thought she had was about her.

It made it difficult to stay together when you were being constantly reminded of your biggest regret. It threw her back to far, far younger years when it had just happened; she'd never thought she would be able to escape the grief and the feeling that she had done wrong. She barely had.

And now here she was, in Beacon Academy, not only having failed in her first duel because she wasn't fast enough, but struggling to hold herself together after something had managed to tranquilize her and dredge the past up so smoothly she hadn't even noticed falling to the ground in a heap.

Rheia took another deep breath in, and another deep breath out, as the airplane began to land. She'd be able to be alone soon.

After Alice's Phonecall

"Yeah, me too," Ai said. She checked her watch again, and resumed a chipper tone. "Right, I'll catch you later. That mission's gonna start soon!"

She hovered over the scroll for a moment before she hung up. Far from running off to rejoin the others, Ai pressed herself into the wall. She slid down and hit the floor sitting, then ran her hand through her hair, pushing up her bangs and letting out a deep sigh.

Northern Invasion

Ai backed off, eyes watering as the stench of putrefaction hit hard. She recalled her yo-yo, currently embedded in the skull of a Beowolf. Catching her yo-yo in hand, she turned to the source of the smell, blurred through a wash of tears, and started coughing. She did not like what she saw. This thing was disturbingly humanoid.

"What the hell is that thing?" Ai said. She pulled her gas mask out from her collar and over her face. "I don't like this. We should hurry!"

Ai hurriedly whirled around, releasing her grip on both yo-yos and letting their momentum carve through a line of Beowolves surrounding her.