Welcome to Beacon: Ultimate 2.0

"I'm trying to move away from a topic of conversation that is clearly bothering your partner, considering she hasn't said much since this argument began," Lucas responded, glaring at Ayers's direction once more. "I am not 'running from my problems.' She doesn't want to answer, and I'd rather not force her to say it unless she feels comfortable to do so."

Lucas groaned before responding. "And for all we know, her creator isn't my mother. My mother may truly be dead in the dirt somewhere, and Imuka's last name bearing similarities to her's may just be a coincidence. Considering I spent a good portion of last semester gathering intel in order to find Carol, only to find her far from where the info I found said she'd be... well, I'm not eager to start another search until I know I'm not just chasing ghosts."

Let's Try This Again

"Actually you know what I think everyone left by now so I'm goin' there. Follow me if you want just don't interrupt me"

Al left the trees to the campgrounds, bringing his fishing gear from their tent and making his way to the lake

Unlike Lucas and his instance that a problem couldn't be run from, Imuka was not one to figure that, the whole topic was making her incredibly uncomfortable, she had already agreed to answer when she was sure they had privacy but no that wasnt enough, people wanted an answer this close to the border, on a topic that was already straining her to figure out.

The gynoid packed up her repair kit and tried to make her way back to her tent while people were distracted.

Near the Lake

Remus was calmly strolling around the area when he noticed Alfred walking away. Thinking this would be a decent chance for some interaction, he walked over. "Yo." He said cheerfully, greeting Alfred.

Al is A Dick

"Hi" Alfred greeted Remus back with a flat stoic tone. It was rather unfriendly and would deter most people away from continuing the conversation.

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"Well—oh no. Fuuuuuuuuuuuck." Ayers fell on his back as he watched Imuka go, then shifted again to look up at the sky. "Welp. Ain't nothin' new." He held up his hands like some kind of fucking cliche'd edgelord. "I mean, it's been a lil' over a year, but it's still happenin'. Try to pet a dog and I just smack it in the face. Try to draw a picture and I smash the pencil." He dropped his arms to his sides by way of just straight up detaching them from his shoulders. "So that's it."

Ayers had thought he was inured to pain. He'd been through so much, even before his accident, but this was different. Yeah, okay, it was Imuka just walking away, but this was the first time he'd actually really truly pissed her off. He wasn't quite sure how to act.

Forest Zone

"Hnn. Not fair." The shark teased Alexia for a moment before she extended one of her spears. "Gut still interesting. You shoot well."

February advanced, though her movements were odd, almost like a shadow creeping parallel to the floor. It seemed like her lack of height was actually an advantage as she was able to move in low and avoid most of the projectiles without having to parry or dodge much. Once she got close enough, she began to strike.

With a thrust and a twist, she already set an explosive counting down in one of the Grimm within range. That wasn't all she planned to do, though. She laid into that Murdermonkey, throwing it off balance with an oblique kick before sending it reeling back into its brethren with a swipe of her headless spear across the monster's eyes. A second later, February backflipped away, out of range of the ensuing explosion and inferno as the Grimm exploded into a fireball.

Remus and Alfred

Remus smirked a bit at the reaction. "You're really not the most social of people huh?" He gave a small shrug. "Eh. Guess that's just the way some people are. Understandable. Headin to the lake?"

Going to the Lake

Al ignored Remus's remarks on his own social abilities for now, he may want to get better with everyone but being in the middle of something he wanted to do alone kind of made him forget that.

After a small bit of thinking Alfred simply opted to tell Remus to not bother him politely.

"Yes, I'm going fishing there. I don't mind you watching but please don't interfere with what I do, and stay just a bit far from the lake. I'm sorry but I tried doing this earlier and it got ruined, I really don't have the energy for a second clusterfu-I mean eh, huge mess there."

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Wasteland

"You don't say." Medus replied to the woman sourly as he replaced his magazine with a clid of grenade shells which he began peppering into the monster's underbelly as he walked up to it to get in melee range. "Sweetheart, you up for trying to snap it's neck?" He called out to Ieria.

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Going to the Lake

"Aight, whatever works for ya. Honestly wouldn't mind a bit of time alone myself. Big group trips like this do have a bit of a tendency to be a bit noisy." Remus said with a shrug.

The Wasteland

"Dibs."

Anima's jet boosters roared to life as the hulking metal shape sped forward, the chainsword growling like a predator that have just spotted its prey.

And boy, was there a treat to treat oneself to. She went for the creature's neck, the jagged teeth eager to draw blood.

MOUNTAINS

Jack groaned, facedown in the snow and rolling on to his back, sitting up. Gonna be sore all week... He cracked his neck before, with some difficulty, getting onto his feet. He looked up at the fight. "Thanks for the catch Pius!" He screamed before turning and stumbling over to the downed mech, cursing a blue streak as he approached its head.

Mountain Zone

The combination of firepower and brute force managed to bring down the two machines, reducing them to piles of scrap at the foot of Mount Amaterasu.

As the students studied the things, they saw a familiar logo stamped on the machine's outer armor.

Olympos Corporation.

Wasteland Zone

The Black Thing gave out a last roar as the hunters gave its trapped form the finishing blow.

With a great shudder, it fell to the ground with a large crash and started to vanish.

The woman frowned at the thing's general direction.

"Never seen anything like it. What kind of person could summon a monster like that?" she mused.

Forest Zone to Campsite

Alexia staggered out of the forest, feeling bone tired. Fighting waves upon waves of Grimm was not something she thought she'd be doing.

Still she managed to smile at February as they walked back towards the campsite.

"You were amazing in there, Miss Feb, I say you beat me handily at our contest. Umm, w-what are you going to do next? I was umm...just going to freshen up and rest b-but if you want to do something..."

Meanwhile Erin had politely excused herself from the conversation and wheeled herself away. The middle princess felt that this was something she should not meddle with.

Erin continued to wander aimlessly until she caught sight of Alfred and Remus.

"Hello."

Mountains

With the battle over and done with, Glen took a moment to survey his handiwork before noticing the all-too familiar logo stamped on the armor plating of the two machines.

Muttering "Well this is just feckin' rich. Goin' tae be havin' words wi' this son o' a hoor the next time we cross paths", the Highlander quietly unsheathed his dirk and began carving the logo off of the nearest robot, using his semblance when needed to slice through the thicker armor sections.

At the Lake With Erin and Remus

As Erin greeted the two wandering over the lake, Al finally found the best spot for fishing, he seemed focused on making it work this time, as shown by the fact that he barely noticed her. "Stay back, don't want whatever'll come out of there to attack you, I want to take whatever catch I get on my own" Alfred sported a wide grin, fishing was one of the very few sports he actually had somewhat positive feelings towards and he expressed it very clearly. Finally he cast the line and looked only in its direction, the world practically dissapeared for him outside of the sport, which was definitely rare for Al.

MOUNTAINS

Jack half strode half staggered over to the mech. "Olympos." He sighed. "You guys think we're on the edge of something big?" He asked. He had that look in his eyes as he eyed the mecha before digging his mechanical arm's claws around the plate and pulling with all his might in order to get it off.

Mountains

"Maybe." Pius replied as he surveyed the wreckage of the robots with the others, his face exposed as his helmet pulled back to reveal his head. "We have no idea yet as to what they were doing here and how long they've been activated. Everything beneath the mountain should be useless to Alexandros, shouldn't it?"

Mountain Zone

Grigori looked at the wreckage and responded to Pius, "Not unless they had the time and resources to hollow out the mountain for a base." He looked to the mountain and scanned it from peak to foot as he added, "I mean, it worked for Mt. Glenn, didn't it?"

Back to Base. ...Campsite.

The air-head couldn't help but smile as he headed back from the scuffle in the forest as he dusted off those clothes, a little bruised and beaten but nonetheless fine as he glanced over at others who were returning to Camp as well.

"I 'spose that was a good bondin' exercise...~ I mean, y'know, beatin' stuff up and workin' together is one way to do stuff."

MOUNTAIN

Jack grunted a bit more, putting his foot on the robot as he pulled harder before falling on his back as he tore it off, throwing it to Pius. "Thanks for the catch by the way." He said teasingly.

He turned back to the robot. "So...We should probably go back to Port and tell him, huh?" His tone made it clear that there was no way in hell that Jack was serious about that. He wanted to keep hitting stuff.

Mountain Zone

Umber tore her blades free of the sparking wreckage of the machine she'd destroyed, tangled in Capricorn's vines that slowly receded back into its arms. Umber sheathed hers and Capricorn's blades and turned her attention to what was most important right now.

"Glen!" Umber said. "Are you oka—"

As Umber approached Glen, she tripped on a metal protrusion, stumbled briefly, and caught herself on her hands and knees. She looked down at an Olympos Corporation logo below her hands.

"What..." Umber paused, brushing away dirt and grass to reveal the whole picture, "What does this mean—?"

Wasteland

"Someone with a lot of anger or depression. Possibly both." Medus replied off-hand as he began taking pictures of the dissolving corpse for proof of the kill. He shot a glance over at the woman. "Of course, you're the one it was chasing. So what was happening there? In desperate need of a therapist or something? I know it seems like most of our dorm is."

Wasteland Zone

The woman crossed her arms and frowned.

"It was after me because the person who called it ordered it to kill me."

She pointed to a spot on the horizon quite a distance east from where they stood.

"That's where she was heading...there's a small settlement there. I'm a bit worried, so I'll be heading towards there. Thank you for saving me."

Mountain Zone

At that moment, a harsh mechanical shriek sounded seemingly coming from the remains of the machine they destroyed.

Then, a beeping noise started.

....That sounded a lot like a timer counting down.

Campsite Lake

Erin frowned at Alfred. The middle princess looked rather confused as she watched her sister's boyfriend attempt to fish.

"Sir Knight, it seems that there is an unnaturally large creature swimming in that lake. Do you think it is logical to fish there?"

Campsite Lake:Fish Wrestling Western Shootout

Al's grin widened even more as the monster appeared in the lake. His expression was starting to get creepy. Alfred spoke in an excited voice,

"Of course it's logical, the bigger they are, the more fun it is to take them down and eat them" He licked his lips in anticipation.

Eventually once he got a bite, Al tried to reel the rod and pulled the monster out of the water and onto the ground with as much strength as he could muster.