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Remus patted Pius on the shoulder in consolation. "Don't worry Pius I'm sure there is somebody out there for you." The wolf sat down in a seat and propped his feet up. "At the same time I wish I could introduce you guys to my two little angels Selene and Diana. But that's probably for another time." Remus said with a smile.

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A man walked in. He wore boots, pants and a ripped up vest, on the back was a white stylized deer skull, marking him as one of The Wildhunts greatest. His long brown hair was tied in a ponytail and he wore a pair of red shades. "Well, I'm late." he said matter of factly. He looked down at his forearms, encased in heavy, clawed gauntlets. He cracked his neck. He was expecting an ass ton of nostalgia to tackle him any second.

edited 5th Nov '14 10:50:53 PM by TroyandHawk

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For everyone else's sakes, Ai never participated in wrestling, no matter how many times Charisse asked her to. Ai was, after all, in a weight class all on her own.

She had a feeling that after the match was over she would be fawned over. She had been away for a long enough time, and her return was on short notice.

Her loose sleeves flapped as she waved back at Charisse.

"What happened to your old love, Pius?" she said. "Surely you treated her better than putting her in some dusty old storage room?"

"Dies Irae, I mean."

Pius let out a friendly hum when Remus reassured him, though he still felt rather empty after his own words.

Everyone is having lives and families, and here I am still doing the same thing since I left Beacon. He pondered. Then Ai got his attention, and he looked into some empty part of the room as he gave his answer.

"Well, I would never do that to Dies Irae." He replied. "I recycled its parts to create the Astra, obviously. There's more to these machines than just being artificial arms." He held out his hand and looked at it, turning around so he could see it from all angles as if it were the first time he'd looked at it. He clenched the hand into a fist as he spoke again.

"Still, I kind of miss the feeling of my arms and legs. I mean, I can pick up sensations with them, but it just isn't the same as before. You all understood that, right?"

Alexia spotted her friends, and after a quick word with Alice, the princess walked over to them, a bright smile on her face.

"Hello, everyone! It has been far too long."

She glanced at Pius and her smile faltered a bit. She still felt guilty for his injury. She was his partner after all, and she let him get injured like that.

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That is a lot of married pairs... She briefly thought, mechanical lower lip hiding her amusement well. It seemed almost everyone was present. They all changed, didn't they? Only Pius seemed mostly the same.

Well, everyone but her team. How unsurprising.

Giving a wave to the well-recognized red-bearded man down there Hope idly listened to the conversation, savoring the fact that nobody seemed to notice her. Kids weren't her forte. Sure, she was visiting schools every now and then to teach the children the basics of self-defense - on behalf of some oddball project Ironwood and the likes came up with - but that wasn't the same as parenting your own.

"Sure thing we do." Hope nodded at Pius' question, ostentatiously folding her own arms somewhere around the chest level. "One gets used to it after some time though."

Then Alexia walked in. "Greetings, Miss Princess." Hope responded, nodding.

edited 6th Nov '14 4:10:09 AM by FergardStratoavis

Pius heard Hope's voice agree with his sentiment, and he turned to look at her.

"Hope," He greeted, looking at her twice to recount the changes to her body. "What happened to you?" Then he heard her greeting Alexia, whom he had not seen in a great while since his accident.

The Nobel turned to look at Alexia when she arrived at their group, giving her a small smile that he usually reserved for her. This one in particular also said "It's not your fault."

Out loud he said, "Hello, Alexia."

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"Oh, I'm so sorry Dies Irae, I almost didn't recognize you," said Ai. "You really lost a lot of weight. And you legally changed your name to Astra?"

If nothing else, the only thing that hadn't changed was the toothy fang that showed itself whenever Ai smiled. She looked over to Alexia as she approached.

"Hey, Lexi. I'm home."

Ghatz happily watched his wife's greeting. She was quite possibly the best thing he got from Beacon, the best thing he'd ever had. She just had a unique way of making him happy, a warmth that was infectious whenever they were near eachother.

"...it's been great, Yun! Really great!" He grinned even wider. "I've never been happier, I think! ... it's been 4 years, we're doing pretty well, and no kids yet..." He took a breath and got a contented, thoughtful look. "We're still debating it..."

edited 6th Nov '14 5:57:26 AM by IgnisFuturus

"Pius!" Rufus shouted from down below as he spouted the cyborg in the stands. There was no more constrained despair in the ginger's face. There was still the rage-joy but no shame. Still the hardened responsibility but no contempt.

"Yatagarasu." She replied with a small shrug of her shoulders. "Nothing major." She added, shaking her head dismissively. Truth be told, compared to that sensation of pain her earlier experience with losing limbs seemed like a stubbed toe in comparison.

That, and she didn't want to scare Ieria and Medus' kid hiding behind her mother's leg as well with detailed description. "What about you? Why the aforementioned loss of weight on Dies Irae's part?" She asked, the lower lip masking her slightly amused smile well.

Alexia gave Pius one of her looks. The looks that his siblings actually compiled and named. This one was look number 47: "It's-definitely-my-fault-do-not-argue-with-me." She followed that up with number 53: "It's-been-so-long-how-are-you?".

She smiled and greeted Hope, and actually went and gave Ai a small hug.

"Well, look at us! We wouldn't have recognized ourselves, I think."

Then to Hope's question. "....Pius always wants to improve. He's like General Ironwood that way."

Figures. An unusual reunion for an unusual class.

Lucas and Carol had just arrived to the reunion/cage fight. The original plan was supposed to be to arrive early to avoid the crowds, but a bunch of issues one after the other ended up pushing them to this late. Which meant checking through the loud, aura-filled crowd for signs of his former classmates.

Fortunately, that part didn't take too long. It didn't take much to figure out what the group of activated Auras all next to each other was.

"Alright, keep close. We don't want to get separated in the crowd," Lucas said as they headed over to the group. This statement was aimed both at Carol and at the young boy with them, who was looking forward to meeting his adopted father's old teammates.

edited 6th Nov '14 7:02:12 AM by Aquatica1000

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"I'm really glad to hear that." Yun smiled at the couple. Hearing his name being called by a loud, rumbling voice, the Hunter turned to the waving figure of Rufus and bellowing a loud cheer of support for his old leader

"BOSS-MAN!"

edited 6th Nov '14 6:30:45 PM by SvenOrzoKarkoff

Jack walked out into the arena, looking at the crowd for familiar faces, he grinned seeing Rufus' red hair, he smiled, walking over and clapping the Snixersnax on the shoulder, "As I live, breathe and shot! How are ya?"

edited 6th Nov '14 7:58:25 AM by TroyandHawk

"Alright, though it still hurts," was the look Pius returned to Alexia.

It shouldn't really be her fault. He thought of the accident. I was the one who couldn't warn her about the enemy, so I had to do what I did then.

The Nobel heard Rufus' greeting through the friendly noise, and he waved an iron hand back at the Snickersnax in silent greeting.

It's good to be among friends after so long.

"A fair point." Hope nodded to Alexia's explanation, allowing herself a small smile. "Being a Hunter or a Huntress does boil down to constantly improving oneself so that we can protect the ones who cannot protect themselves, in a sense."

"So, to change the subject..." Miss Remington's eyes shifted to where the cage was being lowered. "Who is fighting who? I've seen Ruf down there - that beard cannot be mistaken for someone else's - but what about other contestants?"

"So far, it seems like Rufus and Charisse are about to go one-on-one," Pius replied, watching the arena. "Hm, I think I'd tag in for him if he wanted a break."

edited 6th Nov '14 6:27:57 PM by Insano

"I will more than likely be participating as well." Ieria says as she breaks off the hug and kiss with her husband. "Assuming anyone would even desire to fight me."

Medus let out a deep laugh at Ieria's statement. "Oh gracious deities, Yes. Someone please agree to that. I want to see her utterly decimate someone. That would be hilarious."

The rocker knelt down at eye level with his daughter. "Don't tell any of your siblings I said that. Especially not James." He ordered, firmly but kindly.

Remus just shook his head a bit. "I would Ieria, but honestly I'd rather not get my bones broken. No offense." He said with a laugh. "I'm pretty content with just watching... Never been my type of thing this."

Well there was that one 'duel' with Jack way back then, but of course that was more of a brawl than wrestling...

"Jack. Jack! JACK!" A thick arm encapsulated him. Rufus hadn't grown an inch in height since he was seventeen, every ounce of extra mass went to width and all of it muscle, most of that shoulder.

"I am, Jack, I am! The clan elder still cannot foist a sow on me to breed children but there latest scheme was the worst. Still, I have satisfied some with my apprentice and she shares my taste, so perhaps she will give them what they want. Who knows?"

Charisse took hold of the microphone hanging from the ceiling of the arena.

The arena itself seemed to be either a repurposed main hall, or a different building in its entirety. Strange.

"I EXTEND THIS CHALLENGE TO ALL OF MY FORMER CLASSMATES: I WANT TO SEE IF ANY ONE OF YOU HAS THE STRENGTH TO BEAT ME, OR IF YOU'VE GROWN SOFT IN YOUR YEARS!" She yelled into the microphone, followed by a boisterous and cocky laugh. Almost villainous. The first Rey King had been a Heel for some years, and it looked as though Charisse was taking some inspiration from that period.

"Go Charisse!"

Lori was cheering from the bleachers. It looks like she came nack from a costume party, because her outfit was...rather strange◊...

Hey, maybe I should participate later on... she thought to herself.

edited 6th Nov '14 8:04:02 PM by Underwood

"You know how easy it is to influence James." Ieria giggled. "Remember when the boy died his hair white like you?" She asked Medus before turning to the ring. "Any room for another?" She called out to Charrisse and Rufus.