Welcome to Beacon: Next 2.0

Fairground - Selene

Selene waved at the twins and made a few silly faces for a little bit as she continued conversation. "Oh I've been pretty good. Classes and all that shit. Training. The usual."

Fairground - With Selene

"Heh, sounds fun. Has Marvin been behaving himself?" He asked with a chuckle as the twins giggled and reached out for Selene's face. "Well...as well as someone like Marvin can behave, I suppose."

Fairgrounds - Marvin, now with 100% more Cute Foxes

"Black Dra-Yeah, that's my Mother. What was Mom doing up in North Vale..?" He wondered aloud as he listened. Right up until Suzune bumped into his back and he heard the gynoid hit the ground. "Uh, you okay Suzu?" He turned around and asked the fox eared girl as he bent down to help her up.

Suzune was helped up and she nodded a bit in response to him, "S-Sorry about that Marvin, I was on my way to go see what Morgan was doing.... and I kind of got a bit distracted....", she replied to him, even if it wasn't really the answer to his question.

Cooking Competition

Cinnabar arrived at the cooking competition just as time ran out and did his best to peer over the crowd, trying to spot his partner and their new acquaintance among the competitors. Finally spotting Azure, he shook his head and chuckles softly at her choice of food.

Cooking Competition: Audience

A man joined the crowd, just behind Cinnibar. He wore a heavy, leather vest that had several patches on it. He had a bushy beard and long brown hair streaked with grey as a pair of heavy goggles over his forearm. He was built like a brick shithouse and one of his arms was steel, hydralics and heavy machine claws. Rusted and covered in dirt.

He quietly watched Azure, before looking at Cinnibar.

Cooking Competition, Audience

After a moment, Cinnabar noticed the eyes on him, glancing over his shoulder at the man behind him. He returned to watching Azure for a moment before he addressed the man.

"Here to watch someone in particular, sir?"

COOKING COMPETITION-AUDIENCE

The man looked at him with a scarred face. "My daughter." He said quietly. "She's the girl with the blue hair."

He cracked his neck as he watched, a faint smile but in all honesty? He seemed a bit uncomfortable-a bit on edge. Like he wasn't sure that he was wanted to be there.

Fairground - Selene and Axl

Selene giggled at the twins before turning her full attention to Axl, balancing on one foot. "Marvin has been Marvin, that's all there really is to say." Selene laughed again. "Do worry about him sometimes, but that just kinda goes without saying, considering he's family."

Monday, Ventus 18, Fairgrounds, Beacon Academy, Vale

With a quick conferral and a last goodbye to Marvin, the twins were off to the prize booths with their mother, who was very determined to keep her grip on them.

The father let the Faunus and the gynoid have their moment. When he was sure of the young Huntsman's attention, he only shrugged.

"We were hoping you had some clue. It was her and them Knights, along with some other Hunters under her command." The solider let out a low whistle. You'd never seen so much steel and pain."

Monday, Ventus 18, Fairgrounds, Cooking Arena, Beacon Academy, Vale

If the taller woman who loomed over Azure gave any sign of perturbation, the Huntress-in-training didn't see it.

"You have plenty of time," Cabral said. "But as for their flavor, it is rare that one would use the beans as is, especially with such a hearty potato dish. Why is this so?"

Elsewhere, her smaller husband grinned at both Dia and Lara. "You recommend a chef, yes? What is his name? Jaime?" He pronounced Dia's leader's name with an exotic twang, even as he offered both his hand.

"Show me, I must see this." Rather than just yank them into the arena, Sangria was the perfect gentleman, waiting for the ladies and their consent.

And on the station right in front of James, somewhere close to Jeanne's, Fiona had apparently finished her dish, twirling her knives artfully as she added garnishes to her dish, the blades glinting in the autumn morning.

Monday, Ventus 18, Fairgrounds, Knight Arena, Beacon Academy, Vale

"And I have never seen such flying like yours," Edea returned a compliment with a compliment, a typical conversatory tic of someone raised to nobility. Her blue eyes flickered up and down Morgan.

"Especially clad as you are..."

Monday, Ventus 18, Fairgrounds, RPW Tent, Beacon Academy, Vale

Sakura grinned toothily, the beginnings of war paint upon her face. "You not around as much as Gage or Duncan. Not good if you want to be performer." The rebuke was light, however. Her outlook was one of experimentation, of finding your place through trial and challenge.

And right outside the tent, the sign-up tables had only just been fixed when they were met with a deluge of wannabes itching to for a chance at a contract.

edited 10th May '17 3:10:33 PM by KR_Vandal

Cooking Competition, Audience

"Oh, Azure's your daughter?" Cinnabar said, his eyes avoiding from the scars on the man's face, "I came to cheer her on too, she's on my team."

COOKING COMPETITION

"Then why are you distracting me?" Azure hissed under her breath, dumping out the water before dumping it into a pan and turning that up, though the beans were pretty much ash by now. She fumed silently for a few more moments before stopping and taking a few deep breaths. "Well," She said, still harsher than expected. "It's basically a garnish. The burnt beans still have a bit of flavor and you sprinkle it around." She said.

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COOKING COMPETITION

The bearded man paused, before looking down at the young man standing next to him, the knuckles of his robotic hand cracking. "You're her partner?" He asked in his gravelly growl of a voice. He looked him up and down and Cinnibar got the sense that this man was sizing him up.

Fairground

Dia was slightly irritated that James' name was pronounced incorrectly, but she also could understand why- his accent was like that. As such, she kept her straight face and corrected in a polite and formal tone.

"James Croire."

Nautrally, Dia was impressed with how formal Sangria was. She performed a polite bow, took his hand in a formal manner and proceeded to lead him towards her teammate, all the while talking formally and politely.

"A pleasure to help you out, sir."

Inside, she was... a bit nervous, but could hide that. There was a crowd of Beacon students and some strangers around, but thankfully she was not in the thick of it. And the fact that a good number were Beacon students helped, at least there was some familiarity.

Cooking Contest - Finishing Touches.

Adjusting his glasses and pouring out a few cups of coffee and tea, James seemed a little melancholy at the scent of those beverages, putting down a small sugar-bowl to help for specific tastes while the savory cheese and ham soufflé, fluffy vanilla or chocolate muffins, scrambled and seasoned sunny-side eggs and crispy bacon, serving it up neat and tidy. No flair...but a lot of heart.

...That Fiona girl twirling her knives in an attempt to show off made him a little uneasy as he hesitated to bring it up, until a certain part of his subconscious pushed him along.

"N...N-Not that it's my p-place to say, M-Miss, but this...i-is a cooking contest. S-Showing off like that...isn't exactly g-going to mean much i-if your d-dishes lack a decent f-flavor...e-especially if you slip up and...w-well..."

While the fortune telling booth was...getting some attention, the pink-haired attendant was quite content to wander with a charming smile and bounce in her steps, looking for any potential displays of interest of having their futures told.

Fairgrounds - With Selene

"Heh, fair enough really." He replied with a small laugh and a shake of his head. "I just gotta ask so I can tell Mom he's doing fine so she stops fussing and worrying."

Fairgrounds - Marvin and Suzy

"No no, it's fine Suzy, let me guess, she's at the Knight Demonstration?" He asked with a grin as he gave the fox gynoid a quick hug. "Speaking of which, I had no idea Mom was hosting the Knights. I will definitely have to go check that out."

Knight demonstration

"Clad as I am?" Morgan responded, glancing down. "What do you mean—"

She stopped speaking as she realized she was still wearing the hot dog costume. "Oh, shoot!" she answered, rubbing the back of her head as her cheeks grew red. "Sorry, I forgot I had this on. I was helping a friend advertise his booth..."

Raggy, RPW Tent

"Well, it's more like a fun pasttime to me, really." He replied to Sakura with a scratch of his head, smiling sheepishly. "I only got into it because Duncan asked me to join in the other day."

"Maybe I can be one of those extras that join in whenever someone needs to look good by beating up another guy in a spectacular fashion." Raggy grinned, laughing at his own self-depreciating humor.

Knight Demonstration

Iris had made her way into the crowds watching the demonstration after deciding to follow and check up on her girlfriend since she didn't have much to do until the music competitions began. She tried her best to move through and get to the front, only to see Morgan chatting with one of the Knight pilots while still wearing her hot dog costume.

This was gonna be one of those days, it seemed.

"What's Morgan doing up there?", she muttered to herself.

RPW Tent

Halle wasn't about to wrestle people with an exoskeleton made of literal armor, nor was she about to let her valuable internal bits get damaged outside of the armor. Or could she? Stranger things happened in wrestling, she'd heard.

Real chill-like, Halle walked up to the manager of the amateur exhibition. "So I should assume I'm disqualified for this given the situation here, correct?" She rapped her knuckles on her chest to elicit a sharp ringing noise.

Monday, Ventus 18, Fairgrounds, Beacon Academy, Vale

By now, the aerial duelists were making their way back to the booth, dropping their equipment onto the desk before hurtling off for the next big thrill.

The representative looked at Selene and the huge Faunus. "Look, if you're gonna sign up, go on ahead. Otherwise, you're holding up the line."

The Yeoman coughed at Marvin and his friend. "Right, anyway, if you see your mom, tell 'er the boys of the 22nd say 'hey'." And with a final wave, he went off to join his family.

If Suzune and the pale-haired Faunus were to head for the simulation pods, they could see Scarlet lining up and talking with one of the squires. There wasn't too much of a line.

And a sudden ruckus as one of the pods opened up to spill a Beacon student, who made a beeline for the nearest garbage cans.

Scarlet's conversational partner looked and couldn't help but snicker. "Ah. Looks like that one got hit by the motion sickness."

Monday, Ventus 18, Fairgrounds, Cooking Arena, Beacon Academy, Vale

Sangria blinked. "Jaime, yes. Is what I said."

The girl in the serafuku, tall and imperious as she balanced three little dipping bowls on the flat of her blade, only glared at James.

He could see the easy way she poured careful measures of sauce into each before laying them right next to her bowls of fish and chips. With a final flourish, Fiona gave her pencil fries a last dash of spice before she knocked the pommel of her blade onto the counter and raised her hand, signalling that she was finished.

All while her eyes never left his.

And suddenly, James realized he was doubly not alone when the wiry Faunus chef, Dia and Lara in tow, stopped before his counter.

"This is your leader, Jaime, yes?" Sangria grinned toothily again, his typical expression. "Buenos dias! Your friend," he gestured at Dia. "Your friend says great things about your cooking. And I understand why!"

With one hand tying her hair into a quick ponytail, Cabral bent over one of Azure's stoves, wafting the scent of her offering into her nose.

"Very strong," she murmured, eyes closed. "Rustic, but a staple of the cooking style of the region." Cabral opened her eyes again. "You are fair-traveled, yes?"

And in the outskirts, Cerise could see that all eyes were focused on the spectacle of food preparation and all its attendant drama. Bountiful pickings to be had, it had to be said.

Though she could also see that a fair number of them wore the black-and-gold merchandise of the Sanction, a mercenary group making waves with great publicity and a penchant for efficiency.

Monday, Ventus 18, Fairgrounds, Knight Arena, Beacon Academy, Vale

Edea covered her mouth with a slim hand, to spare Morgan her blushes.

"Actually, that was a fair display of flying," she comforted the raven-winged Faunus. "Not a lot could retain that degree of control in something as un-aerodynamic as a sausage suit."

Monday, Ventus 18, Fairgrounds, RPW Tent, Beacon Academy, Vale

Halle saw the bull horns turn to her like crosshairs. She caught the brief flicker of surprise that was usual for people who didn't see fully-sentient machines often.

And then confusion, as if wondering why there was a very obvious non-employee in the vicinity of the ring. But to her surprise, he walked up to her and the size of him forced her cameras to pan upward.

He measured every inch of her, eyes narrow as if thinking to himself. Then nodded. Whiteplain grinned down at Halle.

"Go on ahead and sign up," he responded in his deep voice. "The RPW takes on all comers."

Sakura pouted at Raggy's self-deprecation. "But people like your giant swing! I like your giant swing!" She was describing a move she'd seen him use a few times, much to the crowd's delight.

edited 17th Aug '17 7:56:29 PM by KR_Vandal

COOKING TOURNAMENT

Azure didn't look up. "No, I am not." She said, a hint of smugness at the fact she could correct the woman. She leaned back against the counter, adjusting her blindfold as she waited for everything to finish cooking. She eyed the older woman. "Reisentoter. This is my first time out of the village with a few exceptions." She knelt and grabbed a shaker and dropped some paprika in the cooking meal. "Have you ever been to the Reisentoters?" She asked.

edited 10th May '17 11:47:29 PM by TroyandHawk

Cooking Arena, Vale.

If the girl was hoping to make him lose his nerve, James wasn't going to back down. This...girl was acting like a stuck up and ignorant brat at her just...showboating. While there was a crowd, true, they...weren't going to be the ones judging.

...He was just thankful he could return the slightly annoyed glare, managing to keep his discomfort hidden rather well. Although that sort of got...slightly off the rails with the arrival of more company and that slightly unnerving smile making him even more uneasy.

"Q-Quell- ...E-Eh?" James nervously stammered, taken by surprise and trying to correct himself. " I-I mean, um, y-yes? I-It's really...nothing, t-to be honest, I-I mean...d-desserts is really m-more of my forte...I don't q-quite have as much time today as I normally do most mornings, s-so I'm just g-going with some of the basics and...d-different sort of things instead of the more f-fancier and interesting ones." The boy was trying not to fidget, especially if that Fiora girl was still glaring daggers at his direction. At least she wouldn't be able to hear him for the moment.

Raggy, Oh It's Not-Oh No

"C'mon, it's nothing special." He laughed, shaking his head. True, it seemed like the public liked his Big Swing - as Sakura called it. As far as he was concerned, it was just an ordinary, context-based attack - so there was an incentive for using it. "I'm glad you think it is though."

A new arrival to the amateurs' division got his attention however. Raggy's brows furrowed when he spotted Halle getting approved by Whitplain. "Oh boy. Nothing good will come out of this..." He muttered under his breath before shaking his head and turning his attention back to Sakura. "Anyway, uh, I hope you'll do great in your match today. Who are you fighting?"

edited 11th May '17 3:25:27 PM by FergardStratoavis

Fairground

Here was a stranger that Dia didn't recognize, staring at James in such a mean fashion. One of those people in that uniform, too- might have been one of the people Gage was attempting to hide from.

(Hmph. Who does she even think she is, dammit?)

Miss Rayfer scowled internally towards Fiona, giving her a glance that was neither respectful nor disrespectful, then nodded towards James. She pats James lightly on the shoulder to make him feel better, knowing his unease towards that showboating lady.

"Good day, James. I'm confident that you can do well at this."

She looks towards Sangria and nodded to reassure that yes, his cooking was good indeed.

Knight simulation

Scarlet shrugged. "Well, it's not like heavy machinery is for everyone. Most of my motorcycle class dropped out before we were done getting licensed and that was just a standard bike without any kind of modification or weaponry or armor or nothin'." She replied with a shrug. "But you know, it is what it is. I just wanna see how one of these things handles."

Cooking Tournament

Glancing at his watch and taking note of the fact that time was running out, Chef Gala called out "Ten seconds" and began loudly counting down from there until eventually reaching one wherein the chef would call out "TIME"'

"The Judges will now begin judging your dishes, may the best chef win"

Rasslor tent

After a quick change into his ring gear, Duncan began stretching himself out for the matches to come. The Highlander had absolutely no idea who he'd be up against but he was looking forward to hopefully facing a new challenger.

Sauntering up to Ragnaros and Sakura, Duncan clapped the duo on their backs and asked "So you two lookin' forward t'whatever's gonna be happenin' today?"