"Haha! Excellent!" And then he turned to Glen. "I'd love too, Glen. It's gonna be fucking awesome!" He was excited; fighting was his number one passtime, and win or lose, he was always happy when he was fighting. And now that he'd trained Passwall into a Semblance that was actually useful He was pretty sure of himself in terms of ability. "Then lets go to the sparring room! Ready when you are!"
edited 18th Sep '14 3:44:21 AM by IgnisFuturus
Song of the Week: Find You by ZEDD"A four way fight eh? Sounds like a braw way ta spend the mornin'!" Said Glen with quite apparent glee. Fights like this were usually fairly lopsided, but seeing as this appeared to be a free-for-all, there was no telling who'd win. Excited for what was to come, Glen joined Charisse and Ai in heading to the Dueling room.
Ghatz grinned widely and eagerly followed Glen, Ai, and Charisse. He was already formulating a strategy. They were all better then him at at least somethinf, but if he played his cards right, it still had the very real possibility of being his fight to win. So his stride and face were both confident and exhuberant, excited for the all out brawl thst was about to occur.
Song of the Week: Find You by ZEDDMia frowned. Actually, she had no idea what was preventing her from passing on.
She wrote out her answer.
I don't know. It might be because of my dad.
Meanwhile, Alexia heard more of Sophie's words from the halls. Turning her back on the training room, she marched back towards Sophie and Lucas. This was not right. As a princess, as a person, she cannot let this stand.
She gently places her hand on the blind hunter's shoulder and faces the girl with a determined scowl. Ignoring her toplessness was hatd..but she had to do this.
"Miss Sophie, this has to stop. What you are doing is wrong! I cannot be the only one who sees it! This is harrasment, and it must be stopped! As Princess of Vale, I invoke my power. You cannot be near Sir Lucas five feet, or else you will be imprisoned for three months. The duration os two weeks. This is an official Order. My word is final."
She sighed, a pleading look on her face. "Please, Miss Sophie, I know you don't mean harm, but please! Please think of your actions!"
edited 18th Sep '14 4:47:54 AM by GrimHelm
What the fuck am I waking up too?
This is exactly how I want to start my mornings.
When they ask me why is it I'm always so cranky? This is what I will think about. This shit, right here.
Rufus stood at the doorway, Sanguis Aspernor's tip resting against the ground as he leaned against the sword like a cane. His face was its usual mask of disapproval.
The young woman thought she heard a huge commotion somewhere. However, the double chocolate muffin on her plate was particularly delicious. Unable to decide whether or not to leave the table, she decides to ask a teammate something.
"Hey Clarisse, could you watch my muffin, please? "
I'm driving down Highway 40 in my big old pickup truck"HAAAAAH!" Ayers descended the stairs just as he heard the Royal Decree, and honestly couldn't help himself: stupid shit like that was funny. He'd finally gotten dressed into an undershirt and the Beacon uniform's dress pants, modified with the sleeves ripped off, and carried Hrunting and Naegling in his bag—a pair of hands stuck out the top and shifted whenever he moved. "Did—did y'all just try that?!" He asked, incredulous. "Partner friend S—"
Ayers stopped and stared into space for a moment. Yes, this was a true statement: they were both friends and workout partners, so she was his partner friend... but all the same, a slight chill went through Ayers. "Uh. Anyway..."
Ayers refocused and fixed the princess with a glare, then grinned back at Sophie. "Partner friend Sophie, did y'all just git a law passed on you?! That's so badass!" He nodded her way. "So I can tell y'all're training right now, so I'll join once I git some food. Y'all could gimme a hand here—heh—maybe make this a little easier."
Sophie got up and wheeled a dry erase board over to the two girls. She began rapidly writing and drawing at it with a marker. When she was done, there was a descriptive picture, and some bullet points.
Girl's Love:
- Slippery when wet!
- Tongues are your friend!
- Toss her salad!
- Toys aren't just for the playground!
She was going to right more, but then Lexi came up to her and starting shouting commands at her. Sophie smiled when she was done, and stood up, putting her hands on the smaller princess's shoulders. "Oh, Lexi, you are such the cutest thing!" She crashed her lips against Lexi's and gave her a powerful, intense kiss. "There is nothing to worry about!"
Alexia gave Auers a withering glare. "This is a serious matter, so would you please not treat this with levity?"
This is wrong. She was sure of it. Wrong.
"Sir Remus." Alexia turned to look at the involved party's team leader. "Keep an eye on them, please."
Lexi's eyrs widened. She saw red, truly she did. The only other time she lost conyrol like this was before her duel with Noa.
She pushed Sophie away with all her strength, and glared at her with cold rage.
"You. Are. Disgusting."
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Ayers looked back at Rufus and shrugged blankly. He then leaned down to a packed of bacon and peeled it open, dropping a few onto a skillet. "Team ABBY, where y'all..."
Well, Ayers couldn't see Imuka or Belle, but honestly that didn't bother him all that much. Damian was just over there, eating his food... as he always had? How long had Damian been... fuck it, more important matters. He faced off with Sophie and Alexia as his food heated up. "Look, y'all, she propositioned Lucas. Ain't nothing wrong with that, fuck. And to use yer priv-lidge to tryda git her away insteada actual reasonin'g stuff? Actually, uh—oh, hangon."
Ayers turned back to his griddle, grabbed a spatula with a foot, and flipped over the meat. "Anyway. I prolly just don't got the full story here; y'all obviously tried to reason with'r, treat'r like an addult hwut unnerstands reason, right?" He grinned vacantly. "Y'all dint just threaten'r'r just command'r to let'm go without explaining to'r, right?"
Alexia immediately felt terrible. She hadn't meant to...just like that time with Noa.
"What have I done?" she whispered. She gave everyone in the room a pleading look. "I didn't-!"
She shook her head and ran out, to Sophie's room. She stood oitside the door and called out.
"Miss Sophie? It's....me. I...I am so so sorry. I didn't want to hurt you, truly I didn't. I..." her voice broke.
"I'm an idiot. A big prudish idiot. I know you don't mean anything by it..but..sex...it's a touchy subject with me. I know I should have considered your feelings as well, but, I'm...I'm beggin you to consider ours as well."
"You're not disgusting. In fact...I...I admire your confidence. Miss Sophie, again, I am so sorry. From the bottom of my heart..."
"Please...."
Sophie would here groaned, sad and harsh tones coming from the room.
"....I'm not so good with speaking...And I don't think about how serious things are to other people...To me, sex is so trivial, like eating...I came to your country, and I'm acting like a big asshole...I'm stupid. I should be sent back home."
"'Slike my pappy always said!" Ayers declared, sliding his breakfast onto a plate. He puffed his chest up and pitched his voice into an even thicker twang. "WHACK! AIRS! YEW FUCKIN RETARDED FAYGIT! Y'ALLDNOW'S LIFE STORY! Y'ALL MAKE ONE THEM ASSUMSHINS AGIN IMMA GIT MY BELT!" He smiled wistfully. "Gud times. But, uh, yeah, guys, let's not assume the foreign lady knows the same customs as... y'all—ain't I said this before?"
"Of course not. You belong here." Lexi said firmly. She sighed. "This...I think...was just a big misunderstanding. Miss Sophie, from now on, we should try to understand each other. Both of us. Please cheer up. Come down, Sir Glen makes amazing steaks, or so I've heard. And...I'll join you in training."
Meanwhile, Mia snarled as Naima asked about that old bastard.
She wrote, her scrawl showing her anger.
Douchebag sold me like a piece of meat. I don't want to talk about him.

Fighting was always fun.
"Traditional Mistralan rules: No weapons, honorable fist combat only, semblances okay. "
"Gimme your pants.. and now your other pants"