Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Arena


Who I'm speaking to: Why'nn (@folclor ), Connor (@KalenNighteyes )


What I'm doing: Joking


James grinned at Connor's comment and lightly elbowed him on the shoulder.


"See? The Chicken Strip is hilarious when you aren't the one doing it. And hey, don't sell yourself short, you fought pretty well too. I look forward to taking a shot at you in the next few rounds, so don't go losing on me you hear?"

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena


Who I am with: Everyone but mostly James (@TommyGun15) and Connor (@KalenNighteyes)


What I am doing: Trying to comprehend


"Oh, so a post-hypnotic suggestion..." But why was it funny? As Connor sat beside her, Why'nn swiftly turned, whispering a healing prayer and fixing the damage he had sustained. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and tried to figure out where she should fit between the two. She wanted to snuggle with them but now might not be the most appropriate time. 'I saw yours as well... you were very good, though I wish you had not gotten hit.' She reached out, grabbing James's hand and attempting to pull him closer. She had been jolted out of her meditations and felt rather vulnerable for it.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm With: Why'nn and James


What I'm Doing: Being Happy


Connor laughed at James's joke. "Yeah...Sorry about that. Probably won't happen again. Maybe. I think a fight between us could be pretty interesting so I'll try not to lose." Connor smiled at Why'nn as she healed his nose. 'I tried not to. I got a little over confident. I won't make that mistake again. You know, getting a broken nose doesn't hurt as much as I thought it would.' Connor leaned against Why'nn and bumped his head against her's gently. "Thank you for the healing. Now my nose won't look all funny and crooked."

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Doctor Estello


Location: Arena


Doing: Conversing


With: A bunch of people, but primarily Nishira @folclor


Frank ses the offered hand and, assuming Nishira isn't asking for a handshake, kneels down to take it in a rather princely manner, "Yes, I understand. Apologies for my paranoia, Mistress." he smiles softly, still not looking up at Nishira, while listening to her question.


"My progress with Why'nn has been a bit slow. She's resilient to most of the tests I've performed thus far, which is remarkable of course, but impedes the progress of benchmarking her abilities. I risk too much damage if I proceed without first knowing her limitations, but at this point I'm not sure I'm really any risk to her at all. Needless to say I'm going to be trying a bit harder, may she forgive me. On the other side, I have several viable samples ready for testing once I've learned enough about her to enter that phase. In fact, I've had several positive results from samples taken from her during our sessions, and I must say, they are almost as promising as she is."


There's a twinkle in Frank's eye as he considers just how much he might learn from all of this, and it would almost be visible to others as he thinks over the progress he's made with Tetsuko as well, "As for the new girl, she's also promising. Not nearly as much as Why'nn I'm sure, but the things she can do are remarkable none the less. I've isolated three unique cell types in her body, one of which I introduced you to. The cell that makes her unique and interesting to me, I've deemed the assimilation cell-type. It breaks down matter to an almost atomic level and constructs more of itself from the resultant materials. Very adaptable. Many applications. Of course the girl is still unstable... something about how she was made seems to have shaken loose a few screws, and given her new form it's more difficult to put them back in place than it is to simply patch over them, for now at least. I hope to restore more of her 'functionality' as I go, but if there's enough to repair has yet to reveal itself."

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena (Nishira/Why'nn)


Who I'm with: Everyone but mostly Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna) and Frank (@Pinkalyn)/Mostly Connor (@KalenNighteyes) and James (@TommyGun15)


What I'm doing: Talking/Attempting to snuggle


Nishira nodded. "I see. Well, you have my permission to be as rough with the girl as you need to be. And that is interesting about Tetsuko... it sounds like she could be a lot more useful than usual. Now, silly boy, take my hand, I wasn't telling you to kneel. How many times do I have to tell you that isn't necessary?" She thought a moment. "Frank, Miss Canthet is going to be a larger piece in this game so here is a list of things I want you to change about her. It will update when I think of something else." A piece of parchment floated next to the doctor.


Why'nn pulled James close and put one arm around each boy. At Connor's affectionate headbutt she nuzzled him. "It is time for rest between rounds. Would either of you enjoy meditating with me?" Not exactly what she wanted to ask but it would do. Hopefully one of them would. Otherwise she might have to meditate alone.

 

[Rookie]

(Flal)


Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Field Master Brutus and every one else


What I'm Doing: Fighting


The Unggoy waddled out onto the field and took out his Plasma Pistol, he saw his opponent and was startled, he turned to run but then realized that his Field Commander (Brutus, who didn't want the title) was watching him which comforted him slightly, he went to the motto he was taught ever since he was very young, don't stop shooting, he shot a few repeated shots toward his enemy two of the five finding purchase on the target and searing the skin of Strinic he charged up a shot noticing that he actually hit his target and released the trigger, the bolt hitting well into the middle of Strinic's chest. He ran up to try and finish the job, hitting Strinic multiple times in the head with the bottom of his gun. He looked down and wondered if Strinic was dead or unconcious either way, Flal fired another shot into the head and walked away back to where Brutus was standing which was a little bit away from the humans and received what humans call a 'high five' for his decent performance.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Arena


Who I'm speaking to: Why'nn (@folclor ), Connor (@KalenNighteyes )


What I'm doing: Watching the fight and meditating


James blushed slightly when Why'nn pulled him into the hug, but he nodded slightly.


"Umm... Sure, I'll meditate with you. It'll be a good way to focus before combat."


James sat down in his chair and began to meditate, keeping his eyes open enough to continued viewing the fights. When he saw Flal's performance, he shook his head slightly.


"Sloppy, very sloppy. Doubt he'll last through the next round."

 

[Lunaria Silver]

Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Everyone


What I'm Doing: Playing the Violin


Ivela knew she needed to calm herself down. Not being allowed to kill while in the arena was problematic to her. Her bloodlust demanded much more than just a scrape. She wanted to kill something.


So, she decided to do something that she learned had helped her cope with this problem many times before. She started playing a song on her violin, specifically Chaconne by Bach.


It calmed her mind, and allowed her to recal some of the rather scary aura surrounding her. She put most of her focus into playing her music, leaving her subconcious to pay attention to her surroundings. Her training had taught her many things, and one of them was to always be aware of her surroundings on one level of her brain.

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena (Nishira/Why'nn/Valian)


Who I'm with: My students and teachers (@KalenNighteyes @Rookie @HanaJuni @TommyGun15 @BuzzedBeelzebub @StartingOver @shadowstrikr25 @Crimrose @Pinkalyn @Mad Prince of Sanity @CERBERUS177 @Happy Red Mage @Lunaria Silver @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK 50 09)/mostly Violet and James (Nishira/Why'nn)


What I'm doing: Watching/Meditating/Fighting (Nishira/Why'nn/Valian)


Nishira nodded as the strange being won his match. Well, it was messy but it worked. "He needs target practice... and an even, guiding hand..." She shook her head. "All right. Valian Hallowsworn versus Damo Grikindl. Begin!" Once again, she sat back to watch.


Why'nn sat as close to James as possible and pulled Connor as close as she could, focusing her eyes forward as she began to meditate. She would watch, her expression neutral, as her mind calmed and focused.


Valian shrugged and entered the ring across from Miss Grikindl. She was powerful, large, and hoisted a hammer that complimented her size onto her shoulder. The boy smiled and bowed. "May I have this dance?" he chuckled. Damo grunted, swinging her hammer down slow enough for the illusionist to easily dodge. Damo, a first year, seemed slow on the uptake and after a few minutes of Valian dodging her hits he climbed up onto her shoulder, putting his arm around her head in a sideways hug.


"I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship." Damo brought her hammer up to smash the lithe youth only to have him slip off of her shoulder as she slammed herself in the head and fell to the ground unconscious. "Well... that was anti-climactic," he murmured. Disappointment radiated from him as he walked from the ring. Firsties rarely gave him a challenge. His only hope was to fight one of the apprenticed ones or his brother. He glanced over at the otter but immediately noticed Violet with him so he sighed and found a seat by himself.


At least it was over quickly. The headmistress sighed. "Iana Darkstraight versus Rolkah. Begin."

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Frank Estello


Location: Arena


With: ALL the people! (yay old as dirt memes!)


Doing: Relaxing a bit


Frank stood promptly, keeping Nishira's hand in one of his while taking the paper with another, reading over it carefully, "Excellent choices, of course. I have most of this on hand or a few calls away, some of it should even be ready shortly after the tournament. I'll be doing it in small batches at most, to ensure less chance of rejection, but I think this list is very doable. I'll waste no time and spare no expense, for your wishes." Frank's practically beaming now as he takes advantage of his no-longer-kneeling state to glance out at the arena, "I am a little worried for the student body in general, though. We seem to have a few who need more training than others." he watches one student actually nail themselves in the head with their own weapon, "Quite a bit more. Do we... do we have remedial classes?" he furrows his brow as he searches his brain for that information.

 

[Happy Red Mage]

Location: Arena


Who I'm speaking to:Everyone


What I'm doing: Getting violent


"Well then." Iana started as she entered the arena with a massive smile on her face. "Let's get to it shall we?" She said. She held out her arm and unsealed her sword. Feeling the familiar weight of the Monolith Blade brought a very disturbing look to her eyes. This is what the Undead lived for, fighting. She smashed her blade to the ground a few times, scattered dust and debris everywhere, and left her blade standing alone as she entered the dust cloud. Her opponent became concerned when Iana disappeared into the dust cloud only to be forced to duck when a decently sized rock came hurtling through the air.


Rolkah turned back to face the dust cloud only to notice a shadow below him to grow rapidly. By the time he thought to look up Iana had already buried her knee into his face. Iana, taking advantage of her opponents staggered state, grabbed his head and started to drag him towards her blade. She then began to bash his face against her blade for a good few seconds before letting go of the bloodied head of the still alive Rolkah. She ran her hand against her disheveled hair, staining it red with blood.


"ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?! SATISFIED?!"

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm With: Nishira (@folclor ) & Frank (@Pinkalyn )/ Everyone else, mostly Violet (@StartingOver )


What I'm Doing: Observing & Critiquing / Watching


Delrick


Delrick sat quietly watching the matches, but most of his attention was given to listening Frank and Nishira discuss the plans for his apprentice and how they were progressing. He would be very interested to get a full update from Frank later on what was going on, and was willing to help define her limits. He knew what the overall goal was and wanted it to succeed.


Grim


Having been standing off to side watching the fights, and finding most of the antics of the firsts mildly humorous. But some of the older students, and those apprentices, might be a worthy challenge. When Violet came up and gave him a hug the otter smiled and hugged her back. "Oh aye, but twas not'ing ta be concerned about." He nodded at her concerns, acknowledging them. "Ye did well yerself lass." Leaning in to kiss her cheek.


Grim watched with interest as his brother took to the arena floor. Seeing how big his opponent was almost gave him concern for Valian. But remembered how quick that boy could be, and was proven correct. But was let down when it ended quickly. He gave him a thumbs up and big grin, that slowly faded when his friend didn't join him. He tried to quickly hide it and keep smiling as the next fight began.

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena (Nishira/Valian)


Who I'm with: My students and teachers (@KalenNighteyes @Rookie @HanaJuni @TommyGun15 @BuzzedBeelzebub @StartingOver @shadowstrikr25 @Crimrose @Pinkalyn @Mad Prince of Sanity @CERBERUS177 @Happy Red Mage @Lunaria Silver @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK 50 09)/Going to try to hang out with my brother (Nishira/Valian)


What I'm doing: Watching/Approaching (Nishira/Valian)


Nishira


"Remedial classes?" Nishira repeated, a confused look upon her face. "No, of course not. If they aren't good enough they'll either die or end up doing a normal job after graduation." She raised an eyebrow and sighed at the girl's display. "No, I'm not. Now clear off." Nurses wrestled the bleeding boy from Iana's hands. After the girl left the battle area, Nishira took a breath (not that she needed to breathe at all, but it seemed to put humans at ease). "Mokushiroku Tetsuko versus Movar Jaltrok. Begin."


Valian


While he was going to just leave it, it dawned on him that his brother actually wanted him over there. He saw Grim's smile falter when he chose to walk somewhere else. Now... question was if Miss Violet would mind? Valian put his hands in his pockets and walked over to the otter and the girl. "Hey," he greeted, though there was a bit of hesitancy in his voice. "Great match, both of you." Though he would've sounded happy to an outsider, Grim would recognize this as a cautious tone. Valian smiled, but it seemed like he sensed something was coming to an end more than anything.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm With: Everyone else, mostly Violet (@StartingOver ) and Valian! (@folclor )


What I'm Doing: Watching and hanging out


The otter perked back up when Valian walked over to him. He reached out and slapped him on the shoulder and nodding. "Aye, ye as well." Nodding to the pit. "Yers were a bit dead from de neck up." Pantamiming hitting himself in the head and making dumb face, complete with tongue hanging out.


Grim could spot the difference in his brother that no one else would catch, but he was glad that he had come over anyways.


The nurses having to struggle to get the loser away from the victor caught his eye and most chuckled at it.

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Everyone, but mostly Grim (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna) and Violet (@StartingOver)


What I'm doing: Watching and hanging out


Valian chuckled at his friend's pantomime. "Feel kinda bad for some of these firsties. I mean, we've been participating since year one but I know you got all the way to round three first year and I got to round two so..." He shook his head. "I don't really get what's going on. Is this crop just polarized or something? I mean, we have the apprentices who are dominating, as expected, and then a whole bunch of crap. I don't see many second or third years." Might just be a good idea to keep it to discussion like that.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm With: Everyone else, mostly Violet (@StartingOver ) and Valian! (@folclor )


What I'm Doing: Watching and hanging out


Grim liked it when his friends laughed, he always felt like he could join in. Even if he was the one making them laugh. "Aye, dat were a close first tourney." Thinking back made him smile even more, it was one of the things that had has helped forge their friendship. Looking around at the other students the otter nodded. "Aye, dis be odd. Der be more fightin' in class." He shrugged, but generally felt like Valian was correct about the quality of fights. "Whatcha t'ink lass?"

 

[StartingOver]

Location- Arena


Who I'm with- Grim (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna and Valian.


What I'm doing- just chilling.


Violet didn't really react when Valian had apearred. Truth be told she was a little annoyed that he was here. Had she not given him his time earlier? Was she not being respectful enough and now he felt that he should take her time? Violet gave a nod at him when he congratulated her. "Yeah you did good." She said. She looked at grim and saw how happy he was that Valian had come. Well if the big guy liked this so much she would have to learn to deal with it. She smiled up at Grim. His question snapped her back into the concersation. "I'm a first year apparently, even though I finshed huntress school at Vale. Not to overhype myself, but I'm beyond most of the first year class." She did notice a lot of the teachers pets seemed to be winning. "I've also noticed a lot of the teachers favs have been winning. " she gave a grin and looked to the boys. "Let's crash that party."

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Everyone, but mostly Grim (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna) and Violet (@StartingOver)


What I'm doing: Watching and hanging out


He did smile a little bit at the memories of their first tournament. But he kept his distance from the pair, letting Violet be close to Grim. He'd only come over as Grim had looked sad at him walking away... He didn't want Grim to be sad. Then again, Valian realized that it would be better for his brother if he was out of the picture. His smile became a bit strained and nodded at Violet's statement. Sometimes the headmistress's decisions made little to no sense.


"I'm cool with crashing a party. What you thinking?"

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Frank Estello


Location: Arena


With: Popels


Doing: Watching a fight


Frank hums softly as he hears Tetsuko's name called, drawing his watch from his pocket. Nishira would likely know the true purpose of the watch, which was exactly what Frank was preparing to use it for, "Tetsuko, when you pass the doors into the arena there will be a single target. You are allowed to kill this hostile. You are not allowed to fully consume the hostile. On hostile death resume passivity and enable combat limiters. Release combat limiters now." staring into it, he nods at the assumption that Tetsuko both heard and understood the commands given, but as he drops the watch into his pocket to look out over the arena he would almost groan.


Character: Tetsuko


Location: Arena


With: Movar Jaltrok and spectators


Doing: Fight? Fight!


Tetsuko is frantically waving up at where Frank is standing with both hands, a huge smile on her face, "Frank Senpai, I can really eat him? Really for true no joking absolutely positively?!" she's now jumping up and down, clearing just over a foot with each hop despite the her-sized cannon on her back.


Of course, she's not alone in the arena, Movar has also walked in, looking both amused and concerned at his opponents apparent lack of interest in him. Not one to waste an opportunity, and with the fight already underweigh, Movar made his move. Pointing a single finger at Tetsuko, finger gun style, Movar fired what could only be described as an energy bullet at the girl. The energy moved fast it cracked the air like lightning. The aim was true and the impact was heavy. Tetsuko was brushed clear of the spot she was standing, into the wall of the arena with a massive impact. Of course, this wasn't the end of Tetsuko.


From the wall crater, Tetsuko stepped out. Half of her face was pressed inwards so that it warped her entire visage. Cracks mar her face, and one eye hangs out from it's socket just slightly. But for all the damage she's taken, she's not bleeding in the traditional sense. A silvery fluid oozes from the cracks in her face, and rather than red tissue the eye is attacked to a metallic thread. Her voice still works just fine amidst all of this, though, "You... interrupted me when I was talking to Senpai." her lips don't move, the sound simply emanates from her throat. Movar, who had expected to outright splatter the girl and leave a fine red paste on the wall, looked a bit shaken just to see her still alive. Stepping through the rubble, Tetsuko flexed her arms and legs, as if stretching in preparation for a workout.


The next moment was like a blinding flash. Tetsuko launched herself at full speed, aiming simply to land a punch on Movar, but Movar had plenty of time to prepare while Tetsuko was warming up, and she merely hit a barrier of force. Bouncing off and landing several feet away, Tetsuko drew her cannon. She was now directly behind Movar, who had to turn to see what she was doing. The whir of a minigun filled the air, and then a hail of bullets did too. Hitting the barrier with thuds loud enough to rival the firing of the cannon itself, Tetsuko put up an almost relentless assault.


Movar, who was blinded by the sheer number of bullets before him and having to keep up the barrier so as not to be made into a nice swiss, quickly formulated a plan. He was no first year. He certainly wasn't going to be taken out by one. The barrier began to expand, slowly overtaking ground inch by inch. The bullets seemed ineffective, ricocheting dangerously throughout the arena, due to Movar's sturdy forcefield. Yet, from the angle of fire and shape of the barrier, most of the bullets were rising into the air.


Tetsuko didn't quite seem to care about that, though. She was slowly giving her opponent space, backing away, waiting for the right time. Just when it seemed Movar might get the chance to crush her against a wall, something changed. Tetsuko stopped firing her cannon, instead wedging it between the barrier and the wall. The barrier was forcing the cannon back, crushing the wall slowly, but it also gave Tetsuko some much needed information. It had slowed, and was weakening. Tetsuko's chest glowed softly, and a crooked smile graced what was left of her lips. A shadow began to loom overhead, large enough to draw Movak's attention. It was like a meteor had formed in the air while most eyes were on the ground (those who are keen enough to observe such at great distance, and weren't distracted, can say that they saw the bullets themselves hovering mid-air before fusing into a cannonball).


With Movak's gaze cast skyward Tetsuko knew she had won. Movak strengthened the barrier, so as to halt the metal meteor bearing down. But with the barrier already stretched so thin, it drew from the stability of the rest of the structure. Tetsuko cocked the cannon, something she needn't do when firing the minigun, and with a resounding boom fired a cannonball from the side as well. While the meteor lost most of its momentum on impact with a shield, the shot from Tetsuko pierced right through, and before Movak could erect a secondary barrier it was upon him.


Except, Tetsuko wasn't aiming to kill this time. The massive bullet clips Movak's side, pushing him out of the way of the meteor which then falls between Tetsuko and himself. He's stunned, the world is black and blurry all at once. And then something is upon him. Movak erects a smaller, closer barrier as Tetsuko charges forward, but she's not stopping or backing down. Taking her weapon and slamming it into that barrier she keeps running, taking Movak with her. She keeps going all the way to the wall, where the barrier becomes caught between an unstoppable force and an immovable object, causing it to pop and crumble under the impact. When the dust and rubble clear, Tetsuko is standing there with Movak at the business end of the cannon, squirming and attempting to scream, but with crushed lungs and a good chunk of missing torso.


(The rest of the scene is likely too grisly to describe in detail, but that alone should help you paint a picture.)


Tetsuko merely leans in to whisper to Movak, "Don't be afraid. Frank-senpai told me I'm not allowed to eat you whole. I'm supposed to leave enough for them to put back together... and then we can do this again.. and again... and again."

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: My students and teachers (@KalenNighteyes @Rookie @HanaJuni @TommyGun15 @BuzzedBeelzebub @StartingOver @shadowstrikr25 @Crimrose @Pinkalyn @Mad Prince of Sanity @CERBERUS177 @Happy Red Mage @Lunaria Silver @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK 50 09)


What I'm doing: Watching


"I see. Your pet is doing well. She'll be very useful on the field. I'm making a list of students I wish to bind tonight. She is on it," Nishira stated to Frank. She turned her attention back to the pit. "Talia Shaw versus Fari Zultrahr. Begin." One more match to go after this one before they could start round two. The headmistress was much more interested in those matches.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm With: Everyone


What I'm Doing: Fighting


Talia walked into the middle of the arena and stared down her opponent. Grasping her holy symbol, Talia muttered something to herself. After a moment a faint grey glow emanated from her body. Holding tight to her shield, she drew her sword and looked to the girl standing across from her. "Good luck to you, Fari Zultrahr."





Fari scoffed at Talia and rushed at her, brandishing a flail. Talia put her shield into a ready position and held her sword up as well. The blow from the flail came down hard, but Talia managed to block it with her shield. As the girl stumbled, Talia rolled around the girl and took up position behind her. Fari whipped around, swinging the flail again. This time, the weapon hit against Talia's breastplate, however it caused no damage. Another strike, but this time Talia put her sword up, causing the ball and chain to wrap itself around it. Smirking, Talia pulled hard, ripping the flail from the girl's hand, but also making her drop her own weapon. In a moment of shock, Fari simply stood there frozen. There was a reason for this though. Talia was glaring hard at Fari. The girl wasn't frozen from shock. She was frozen in fear. "Your defeat will be quick."





Talia took the opportunity to pick up her sword and sheathe it, then she walked over to the girl and looked her in the eyes. "I thought that you may be more of a challenge. I suppose I was wrong." Talia sighed and reached out a hand, placing it on the girl's shoulder. Immediately, the girl began bleeding from her eyes, nose, mouth, and other places. Talia held her grip for a moment longer as the girl sank to her knees, then slumped to the ground. Talia removed her hand from the girl and looked up to Nishira, bowing only slightly, then she turned and moved back to sit down.

 

[StartingOver]

Location- Arena


Who im with- Grim(@Grim Wraithe Stjerna ) and Valian(@folclor )


What I'm doing- filling him in.


"It's simple really." She flashed Valian. "We kick all of thier asses." She gave a laugh. "I think its about time they fully understand who their fucking with!" Violet's flashed red. "I've been very tight lipped about everything I can do. My power before I came here was the ability to mimic powers. I've got a big bag of tricks from the strongest fighters in Vale, not to mention the her. Maybe I'll let her out."

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena (Nishira/Valian/Avalyn)


Who I'm with: My students and teachers (@KalenNighteyes @Rookie @HanaJuni @TommyGun15 @BuzzedBeelzebub @StartingOver @shadowstrikr25 @Crimrose @Pinkalyn @Mad Prince of Sanity @CERBERUS177 @Happy Red Mage @Lunaria Silver @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK 50 09)/Mostly Grim and Violet/Some bitch


What I'm doing: Watching/Hanging out/Fighting


"Okay then," she murmured, knowing she couldn't really do anything with either of the twins. "Avalyn Shaw versus Channe Matsk. Begin!"


Valian liked the idea up until he remembered something. "Um... Violet, not to be a dick but... wouldn't that mean you - or Grim, or I - would have to hurt Why'nn? I mean... I thought she was supposed to be kind of a little sister. So... we, um, hurt her? And that's some pretty big talk... I think the headmistress knows more than you think she does..."


Avalyn appeared to be without weapons as she entered the ring. She smiled at the girl across from her, nodding. Miss Matsk attacked, her whip intending to crack across Avalyn's chest. The girl laughed, holding her arm up and causing the whip to curl around it.


"Great. Good job. Now come give me a hug." Avalyn pulled on the whip, causing her opponent to stagger forward. She pulled out a knife and stabbed the other girl in the chest. Efficient and done.


"And the other one I can't do anything with," she murmured. "Next fight: Why'nn Canthet versus Brutus Drexo."

 

[Crimrose]

Location: Arena


What I'm doing: Not much, sitting around and waiting.


Who I'm with: Nobody at the moment.


Rene Scarlet


Rene had eventually made her way to the arena, considering they were supposed to be having some sort of tournament. While partially odd, it was a good stress reliever. Not the Rene had much stress to begin with, she hadn't truly done anything in ages... Taking a seat, she watched as others fought and were called up to fight.


(I'm so late.)

 

[Mad Prince of Sanity]

Shard


Location: Arena


Action: Talking to the Keeper


With: Nishira ( @folclor ) Other assorted people like a tray of random gummy-bears!

Nishira would feel a soft grip around her hand, someone hold it in fact, on the opposite side that Frank Estello was on. Standing beside her, Shard smiled happily at the combat before him, idly bobbing his head side to side as if to some unseen tune. Once he was sure her attention had even momentarily been diverted to him, he grinned and tapped the brim of his hat with his index finger to him "Well now my dearest Keeper of Lichdom! I must say the grave has done you no small favors in skin condition! By any chance do you moisturize as well?" Shard released her hand and rubbed his own chin with said hand, before his form wavered and swirled into a brief, incomprehensible nothingness before he appeared as entirely like Nishira. Studying her, and now his own, self with interest he poked and prodded his sides, arms and legs before whipping his hair back and forth and flicking the strands out of his eyes. "Though I will say...." Shard then blinked and coughed "Apologies, did not mean to copy your voice as well..." Shard coughed some raw magic into his hand and dropped the swirling semi-translucent golden orb to the floor before stamping it out with his cane like one would a cigarette butt. "Hmm, I have to express once more how... odd female forms are to me..." Shard glanced behind him, before leaning in and whispering to Nishira "So much added weight to the posterior, not to mention the shift in center of gravity."


After giving a slight shiver Shard then began to shift again, before returning to his normal form "Now then, while I DID turn into you simply because I wanted to, I have now in fact become aware of some..... abnormalities, even for a Lich.... as you'll recall I am responsible partly for your well-being while you are my Keeper. Now then! Your connection the plane is... stronger than when I first arrived, however, each clash of energy and/or anything that could touch the "stitches" of magic you have holding this plane together, should be kept within limits, as well as you taking appropriate time to rest." By now Shard had morphed into a doctor's outfit with a Sherlock Holmes pattern on it. "Thus, while observing the fights and RESTING..." Shard straightened his suit and smiled at her "Is there anything I could do to aid in your comfort?"