"She'll be fine in a couple of hours!" Lucas said, sounding a little more nervous than usual. To be honest, all he was thinking when he had done that was to temporarily incapacitate a possible enemy. He hadn't expected almost getting impaled by this kid. "And would you please get that away from my neck?!?"
Remus's eyes widened in surprise as Chelsea's lips made contact with his own. He instinctively wrapped his arms around her to keep from dropping her, wrapping his arms gently around the waist of the sleeping cat faunus. "Wow." Remus said, too happy and/or shocked to notice the no doubt murderous atmosphere originating from the unintelligible Seth.
Olivia broke free, Asterion now in Claw Form, the superheated claws melting the ice. She charged at Lucas, kicking him in the groin.
Yup. Nobody was in Ayers's way.
Remus was dead. Thus Seth swore. Remus would soon hear the telltale click of a pair of pistols being loaded.
edited 26th Mar '14 7:40:52 PM by GrimHelm
Jack blinked, he reached his hand into the air, only to realize that moving hurt. A lot. So, with nothing else to do, not really remembering what the hell had happened except for him waking up this morning, he only laid there in the grass. "Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow." He said flatly.
edited 26th Mar '14 7:58:57 PM by TroyandHawk
Good to be backMedus rolled his eyes. "Geez, you worry too damn much Ire. Yes its stupid and childish. It's also fun, or at least it was. Apparently its spiraled way the hell out of control if you went berserk."
His eyes returned to her's and he leaned forward. "Also, really? Going berserk on panty defense? Bit overkill don't you think? I mean, dammit Ieria! I can't be around to protect you all the time."
-dramatic music ensues-Jack, could not remember anything. And way still lying on his back, and still in pain. And still not sure why the hell the building in front of him was giving off sounds of battle, there was smoke coming out of some of the windows, and what looked like a trail of smoke heading out from a hole in the wall going into main beacon. Okay, what happened? He thoughted, only to groan. It hurt to think!
Good to be backThe second-to-last thing Pius remembered was Gaston's fist moving towards his face. He was too slow to activate Dies Irae and protect himself, so the last thing he remembered was a flash of light, a burst of pain, and then the blackness of unconsciousness taking over.
He'd expected worse when he woke up, in his moments of his lucidity while he was knocked out. He thought they'd hang him up by the flagpole naked like what they almost did to Gaston, or leave him in a compromising position or a less-than-savory place to be laying down in, all for speaking his mind and protesting against such a juvenile tradition.
When I find that filthy second-year, Pius thought in a flash of sleeping wakefulness. I'm going to acquaint his throat with Dies Irae's gauntlets.
The Nobel woke up when his body felt itself falling through the air, thrown by Olivia. He opened his eyes and felt his body being pushed over by a rising Lucas, and then arose himself. It took him a moment to take in his surroundings once more, but once he did, he ignored the slight throbbing Gaston's punch left on him and took in the three in front of him.
"What happened while I was out?" He asked them to announce his return to consciousness.
Allurand and surrounding world loading, 28%..."I see. Hmph, as if it was going to pan out any other way, given the boys running it and the girls defending it." Pius replied, obviously still displeased with what he was told to do tonight. He tightened his grip on...
—Wait, where's—
"—Dies Irae? And my pencil?" He finished, having spoken his thoughts out loud for the others to hear. His grey eyes began moving back and forth, trying to discover the location of his two closest items.
edited 26th Mar '14 8:23:21 PM by Insano
Allurand and surrounding world loading, 28%...Fighting Lumen
Calypso grinned. Using her Semblance, she reemployed the trick she'd invented in the forest to amplify the tiny wind currents produced by the flapping of her wings, bringing herself to a near halt by blasting herself backwards with gale-force winds... and blasting the chakram forwards as a result. Whether he wasted time deflecting it, catching it, or avoiding it, Calypso now had a large window of opportunity to attack him before he could fight back. With the ball firmly in her court, Calypso felt like taunting as she wound up for the Dynamic Entry she'd intended to deliver.
"Trying to attack me when I have the aerial advantage... for shame. Professor Bluebeard would be very disappointed with you, young man!"
edited 26th Mar '14 8:24:29 PM by KSPAM
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serial"Ah, hell." Ayers heard the thumps and crashes throughout the dorm. He didn't have much time. He couldn't just steal a pair of panties, or rifle through the drawers to pick one out. He also couldn't risk getting them stolen from his hands. So first, he opened the windows, then made his next move.
He heaved up an entire dresser, completely at random, and leapt out of the window with it on his shoulder.
"You seem awfully intent on getting close." Lumen commented as he whipped his hand, sending a pulse of energy through the wire to stop his own chakram between himself and Calypso, who was rapidly closing in.
"You must really want those wings clipped." He pulled on his wire, and Dust came bursting forth from his chakram, creating an explosive whirlwind to separate himself from Calypso.
"Why does everything have to loop back to YGO?" -Guy who ruined YGOJack merely stared at Ayers, trying to remember...Wait...Nope. Nothing. He remembered waking up in his dorm...and, getting dragged into the boy's room...and then nothing, Now Ayers was jumping out a window with a Dresser held over his head, and Jack was confused. And then there was an explosion. Jack Reisentoter, for seemingly the hundredth time found himself wondering what the hell he was doing.
edited 26th Mar '14 8:36:12 PM by TroyandHawk
Good to be backIeria sighed deeply as she shook her head and stared at him. "Your protection isn't needed Medus, and I only used my Semblance because he did first." She said as she poked at the shedding skin.
"I am nature's weapon. You are unfit to carry on your species, and I shall ensure that you do not do so!" - Charles Darwin, XCOM SniperCalypso responded in kind by flinging her own Dust into the whirlwind with a flap of her wings, scattering tiny Dust pellets in all directions. The results were colorful in a way that scoffs at description. Multicolored explosions filled the view of everyone present, and the noise and chemistry of the quote unquote "Dusterfuck" obscured everything else to the point where it passed the rank of a simple distraction and became an extravaganza unto itself.
Unfortunately, it was still quite distracting, and worst of all? It kicked up a shitload of dust (har har).
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serial"If someone was using their semblance this probably went overboard. If both of you were then this has definitely gone overboard." Noticing Ieria poking at the skin flap he placed a hand on one side of her face and began tugging at the flap gently with the other. "Hold still, I'll get it. And for someone who doesn't need my protection you were awfully quick to go at me for my dumb decision," He paused before he continued speaking.
"Then again, I suppose I did the same thing didn't I? So which one of us is the pot and which the kettle?"
edited 26th Mar '14 8:46:46 PM by guyshane
-dramatic music ensues-

Ieria shrugged and pulled away from his hand. "This is nothing at all. The other guy, I believe Jack was his name, is far worse off." She said as she spat off to the side. Her semblance deactivated as she turned back to him. "If nothing else, I am more concerned that you actually went through with this stupid plot."
"I am nature's weapon. You are unfit to carry on your species, and I shall ensure that you do not do so!" - Charles Darwin, XCOM Sniper