RWBY: Old Rites (In Character)

Cup was sitting on a chair with a bored face. He talked to himself.


"Tell me doc, will I ever grow up as a man?"


A student passing by bursted into laughter. Cup himself let out an awkward laugh. By far the happenings seemed irregular in normal cases, such as the knights, and in personal experience, a Nevermore chasing him. He stood up and walked around, where ever he was.


"Hello, anybody I know around here?"


(Open. Maybe nobody cares.)
 
"That seems like our best shot, so might as well head back" Pewter was slightly disappointed they were going back to the infirmary instead of looking outside, fresh air is something he really needs right now because all he can smell right now is the lingering scent of ozone on his flesh, but they really should find this Mocha especially since she is apparently Haemon's partner now. Lazily putting his hands behind his head Pewter tried to start a conversation "So what kind of weapon do you use Heamon." might as well figure out the basics with him while they look, they could go more in depth about this stuff when training together, but knowing what your getting into is always a good thing to do.


@Cruor Flumine @Tarquin @Enkye
 
"My weapon, Favorable Downfall, has three different forms. The first bein' it's Falchion form, like they are now." He explained before drawing the blades, the carved dust lines pulsing dully as he drew them. With a flick of his wrist, the blades sparked, adn morphed into a pair of war axes, the blades reaching to the edge of his knuckles. Then, slamming the handles together, the two axes fused and the shaft grew. The blades extended outwards more, ending with a large axe head. When the weapon was finished moving, Haemon was left with a large battle axe that was a few inches shorter than Pewter. "This is her final form. She does some serious damage to any foes of mine. Don't try to lift her either, she weighs a damned ton." He then proceeded to lift the massive thing with one hand and rest it on his shoulder. "Took me a good while to be able to rest her like this. Watch the blade too, it catches on fire."


@A Cat Named Hobbes @Tarquin
 
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As they searched for Mocha, both Pewter and Haemon continued to discuss weapons. Was that really all that occurred to them to talk about? Was this what she would be looking forward to at Beacon? Maybe it was only fitting that a martial institution attracted people fixated on weaponry and techniques, but Lyrika was really starting to wonder how much of this she would hear. When Haemon finally produced his weapon's final form, Lyrika's thoughts shifted to the sheer size of the thing. It was at least as tall as she was, if not taller. She had to stifle the urge to gasp at just how big it was. It would probably crush her just to have it lean on her, let alone what would happen if someone swung that at her. Her spear was a fairly long weapon itself, but it looked like such a dainty, pathetic thing compared to this monstrous battle axe. "Well, it certainly is large..." Lyrika stated. It was probably the understatement of the millennia. "Where did the name come from?" She asked. At the very least, their might be an interesting story behind the name "Favorable Downfall". Lyrika couldn't begin to fathom who would want to meet their downfall by blade of this beast, however.


@Cruor Flumine @A Cat Named Hobbes 
 
Adrian "Marie" Cuthbertson


"Hmmph... I don't need first aid... Eep!" Marie winced as a member of the medical staff patched up her spear wound. During the fight, it reopened due to the strain of combat but Marie mostly ignored it. Now she's paying the price of a couple of stitches and a bruised ego as the nurse giggled at Marie's blushing face. Once the nurse is done, she waited a couple of minutes before throwing her clothes back on and got out of bed. She winced slightly and started moving a little bit carefully to avoid further aggravating the wound. 


"What a mess..." Marie muttered as she slowly walked over towards the door, glancing around at the other students having their wounds mended. She figured that she wouldn't be needed here so she simply exited the infirmary. She walked over to the closest window and looked outside for her first proper view of Beacon as herself. 


"So this is Beacon... I guess Adrian made the right choice. This place seems less stuffy then Atlas and not as depressing as Shade. I might like it here. Heh- tsk..." Marie winced and grumpily shook her head. She thought about how Argent might be enjoying the fact that she has an injury that 'hurts when she laughs'. 


Argent Chatterton


[SIZE= 14px]"Hwa-choo! Oh excuse me, where was I... Oh right, I love the uniform. Brings out the green in your eyes~" Argent flirted with the nurse attending him. She simply rolled her eyes and tightened the bandages she was wrapping around Argent's arm wound, causing him to wince and almost scream in pain. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 14px]"Okay, okay! Point taken..." Argent muttered as the nurse chuckled at his reaction before finishing up with her work. She told him to be careful with that arm until the graze heals properly. Argent simply nodded in response before getting up out of bed. He's not the sit down type. He's the get up and breath in the fresh air type, dammit! So there he went, out of bed and walking about the infirmary. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 14px]"Woah... I guess not everyone got lucky..." Argent simply muttered as he heard groans and the sounds of people being patched up. He then noticed a guy sitting nearby talking to himself. He just happened to make a joke that fit the situation and heck, it was kinda funny so Argent simply chuckled as he walked past. He stopped for a moment to look at him, trying to guess if he was simply tired or did he suffer a concussion? Ah heck. Might as well talk to him.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 14px]"I don't know you. Yet. But let's get to know each other alright? Name's Argent Chatterton. Nice to meet you... Ah.... What's your name?" Argent introduced himself after tapping Cuprum on the shoulder.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 14px]@randomizedrp @Anyone (Outside for Marie, infirmary for Argent and Cup)  [/SIZE]
 
Jasmine had spent the better part of an hour wrestling away the school nurses in a vain effort to convince them she really hadn't taken any damage, "For the last time, I'm fine!" She never did like it when she was coddled for being blind. When Ozpin arrived personally, she knew things were serious. "Headmaster." She nodded in his direction, "Those were no grimm. What were they? And the leader, he had a blade that cut right through Koamaru's aura. How is that even possible?" Jasmine wasn't actually all that worried for her own sake. She had always learned to dodge rather than absorb blows. Her aura wasn't very strong to begin with, and her semblance gave her no true physical abilities, so it all just came down to her ability to move out of the way.


She sighed a bit, "I didn't come to this school to fight ghosts, you know..."
 
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Argent Chatterton


[SIZE= 14px]"Hwa-choo! Oh excuse me, where was I... Oh right, I love the uniform. Brings out the green in your eyes~" Argent flirted with the nurse attending him. She simply rolled her eyes and tightened the bandages she was wrapping around Argent's arm wound, causing him to wince and almost scream in pain. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 14px]"Okay, okay! Point taken..." Argent muttered as the nurse chuckled at his reaction before finishing up with her work. She told him to be careful with that arm until the graze heals properly. Argent simply nodded in response before getting up out of bed. He's not the sit down type. He's the get up and breath in the fresh air type, dammit! So there he went, out of bed and walking about the infirmary. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 14px]"Woah... I guess not everyone got lucky..." Argent simply muttered as he heard groans and the sounds of people being patched up. He then noticed a guy sitting nearby talking to himself. He just happened to make a joke that fit the situation and heck, it was kinda funny so Argent simply chuckled as he walked past. He stopped for a moment to look at him, trying to guess if he was simply tired or did he suffer a concussion? Ah heck. Might as well talk to him.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 14px]"I don't know you. Yet. But let's get to know each other alright? Name's Argent Chatterton. Nice to meet you... Ah.... What's your name?" Argent introduced himself after tapping Cuprum on the shoulder.[/SIZE]
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Being mainly a ranged fighter with a tag team Semblance, Rendure didn't take much damage from that strange and unprecedented skirmish. Sure we had a few scrapes here and there but all in all he was fine. However his other selves, namely the one he called Punchy who now insisted on being called Renny, were worried about his partner. He was confident that he was fine but since she was worried he let her have the reigns while he took a nap in his mindscape.


Renny quickly charged through to the infirmary, found her partner and scooted over to him and cushioned him with her body.
 
Haemon had to think quickly to come up with a valid lie for the weapon's history. "Well lass, that's 'cause its a favorable thing for it to fell Grimm!" He said with a smile. Well, it wasn't a complete lie at least. He hated lying, it wasn't a good thing to do, especially to his new team. But secrets were secrets after all. Harkon told him to keep his real goal hidden until he could trust the team with the truth.


(at work btw)


@Tarquin @A Cat Named Hobbes
 
"The Name's Cuprum Buckshot, Cup for short. Nice meeting you Argent. Just in case you don't know, I got smashed in the groin with a hilt."


Cup commented. He grunted. A hell of a way to start his day at Beacon.


"And I'm personally wondering if the teachers would laugh if they saw it hapen."


He added. More grunting. Luckily he seemed to be one of the least injured, and unluckily he didn't know where the hell his partner and anyone else his teammates may be. Or did thsy not introduce teams? Whatever. Cup stood up with more grunting. A smash in the groin didn't bring a long lasting pain, but a short burst of infernal flames burning through his nerve. It was a fact for him for some time. Smash a man in the groin and qatch him burn. What his mom said to do when he was in a life and death fight against a man.


Heart of gold, baby. Heart of gold.


@Wandering Hollow
 
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Grey was one of the lucky ones, having escapes with only a couple of cuts and bruises and such. He leaned against the wall of the main building just outside the courtyard. "This is gonna be a hell of a year if something like that is gonna be frequent." He said to himself, looking towards the landing pad. A few projects of his was supposed to come in today, now that the dorm and team situation was absolved. He looked at his scroll again to confirm his team and those on it. "Let's see here...team KAGE: Kaden Arkfel, Alani Kohtom, myself, and Elizabeth Turqouise. Well at least there's one familiar face on my team." He thought to himself, shrugging. This was followed by a mild annoyance caused by the restrictiveness of the school uniform. He couldn't deny it make him look dapper as fuck, but he could have done fine with a simple collared shirt, if anything.



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Joshua watched as Ryuuko turned a bright shade of pink when he spoke about what she may not have remembered. "Don't let it hit you too lightly Ryuu, we went in blind so its nothing too much to worry about." That was only half true however, Joshua was still worried about the Knights' leader and how he was able to take that form. He needed to have that conversation soon. Continuing to speak to Ryuu, Joshua continued, "Besides, judging from our conversation prior to that fight, I say we earned some exp wouldn't you say so?" Joshua responded with a warm grin. 


@Danchou Tsubomi
 
Alani had to physically shake her head to chase away the memories of the not too distant fight that she and her starting year had just gone through. She'd been lucky, damn lucky compared to the injuries some of the others received, and had at the worst only one or two bad cuts to her left arm and one hell of a migraine, but the thoughts that she and the others could have met a fatal end sent a particularly sour taste to the back of her mouth. Even after much needed rest Alani's body felt a bit sore as the use of her semblance to such extremes, no doubt the other students had done so as well, and as such the collective strain drained her considerably. Ozpin's words weren't too relaxing and revealed that even he didn't know what the heck had just happened with the strange cloaked figure and their necrotic entourage. However, dwelling on the past wouldn't create anything worthwhile and as such Alani brushed her negative thoughts aside to go about the day.


Alani had gotten changed into her school uniform, something she didn't terribly care for as the skirt wasn't too much to her liking. "Eesh, seriously why does this thing need a skirt?" She grumbled to herself, tugging the garment down a bit having been so used to pants that the sensation was a bit new. Her updated scroll denoted her room number as well as what team she'd be on, a slight pang of surprise hitting her as she noticed a familiar name. "Well well guess there's a bit of pleasant news in that I'll know someone a bit."  She remarked to herself, tucking her scroll into the pocket of her school uniform jacket as she came to the outside courtyard of beacon to spy a familiar face. "Hey Grey!" The redhead called out, waving to her new teammate as she made a slight jog toward him. "Glad to see you're standing and breathing with all your limbs after our little skirmish, how're you holding up?" She asked with a friendly smile.


@Vultz


@WrathSama17
 
Neil pouted at her glare. Jeez. Touchy. Sick Ignacia wasn't as much fun as regular Ignacia. He'd only been with her for a short time and he could already tell regular Ignacia should be spewing fire and ruining other people's clothes, not spewing puke and ruining her own. Still, Neil could relate. Living in a candy shop with his guardian, Belle, led to many nights of him holding his stomach and practically vomiting cotton candy from eating it too much. He could still taste it to this day...man, he could sure go for some. Before he could delve deep into his cotton candy flavored fantasies, he blinked at Ignacia's request. Grinning, he gave her a thumbs up. "~On it, Foxy Mama!" He said cheerfully before walking out the infirmary room, determined to get his poor (Not so) sweet Igna her much deserved water....BUT WHERE?! Neil's eyes analyzed the hallway as he hummed loudly, gasping as he saw the water cooler with cups on a table next to it! PERFECT!


Neil ran to the cups and grabbed one, happy grin on his face due to the fact of finding one. Just as he was about to, though, he heard the sudden call of a nurse. "Wait! Hold it right there!" His eyes widened. Holy crap! What'd he do?! He was just getting a cup of-HOLY CHEESE, WAS THAT iLLEGAL HERE?! He whirled around, expecting a face full of angry nurse...yet it seemed as if the angry nurse was already down the hall talking to someone...someone...Neil dropped his cup and his eyes remained widening, slowly turning grey as he just stared at the scene before him. Th-That wasn't...it couldn't...bu-but...


"Please be quick. I don't exactly have the time." Gray hair, Gray glasses, Dull black eyes...all three of his brothers sounded like that...but only one had that annoyingly...BORING voice. Neil stared at the figure known as Frank Cyclamen as he stared down a nurse, who was too busy reading her clipboard to notice. 


"Nice try, Mister! I know what happened at the Initiation can be scary, but-"


"I am not part of this academy. I am here only to take care of certain...problems."


The nurse looked at him in confusion and looked back down at the Clipboard. "Really? Could you tell me your name please?"


Frank let out a sigh. "Frank. Cyclamen." 


The nurse scanned the clipboard for such a name, only to gasp and blush in embarrassment. "Oh! My mistake! I thought you were a student...wait...do you know a Neil Cyclamen?"


Neil's eyes widened. She did not...she just did not...he watched as Frank stiffened and for the first time, his expressionless face twisted into a surprised look. As if to confirm this wasn't a dream, he looked around...before his eyes landed on Neil, causing the boy to narrow his eyes. Neil opened his mouth, about to say something, wanting to rub it in his face that he was actually taken in and raised RIGHT, yell in outrage at what happened all those years ago....but he didn't. All he just did was pick up his cup, turn around, and walked to the cooler, beginning to silently pour the water into the cup. All was silent....


"Hello....Brother."


Neil stopped pouring. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath...before opening them as they had turned back to their original color, although now a bit duller. "Hello."


Silence.


"I must say, it is quite...surprising to see you, of all people, here."


Was he...mocking him? The tone, still boring and dull, didn't sound like it, but he knew it. Deep down, he just KNEW. 


Yet he shrugged. "Yeah." He answered, still not turning around to face Frank...Silence again...


"Father sent me here on a business trip." Neil's eyes twitched. Neil tried to act like he wasn't curious about why Frank was here, but he was failing miserably. "Ya see, the company in which he works in has chosen our Father and his family to be a representative in a sort of even on strict-"


"Let me guess." Neil interjected. "Business?"


Silence...


"Yes." Frank answered. "Yet there's only one rule that prevents him from being a representative...ALL family members MUST be present." Neil blinked and stood stiff. "Father sent me here to acquire someone who could possibly...feign your name and appearance just for the time being." Neil's free fist clenched. NOW it was time to leave. Turning, he looked up at his brother with a sickeningly sweet smile, the 6 foot tall man giving the boy below him a blank look. 


"Well, then! Tell dad I said good luck!" And with that, he began to walk back to the infirmary...until he was stopped by a hand landing on his shoulder.


"Brother. This is your chance. You have a chance to make father proud." Frank spoke, a tone of light hope in his voice. "He would be pleased to know a REAL cyclamen has made his retur-"


"NO!" Neil yelled, eyes now grey as he whirled around and glared at Frank. "THAT IDIOT WANTED TO LITERALLY LEAVE ME ON A DOORSTEP AND NOW HE WANTS ME BACK?! NOT EVEN FOR ME, BUT FOR HIMSELF! THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL I'D EVER GO BACK!" His loud voice echoed against the hall walls. Everything was quiet, and the brothers just looked at each other. After a few moments, Neil grunted and turned. "Anyways, I have to go. I need to get back to someone who at least LOOKS like they give a damn about me." Neil grumbled before walking forward...until a strong grip wrapped around his neck. A sudden flashback of the test flew past him before he was suddenly lifted, dropping the cup of water as he tried to pry off the hands.


"...So. Its come down to this?" Frank asked rather calmly. "You finally have a chance to make yourself useful...and you decide to discard it as if it were nothing?" His grip tightened, causing Neil to choke. "You're coming back, Brother...whether you like it or not." And with that, he turned around and began to walk, still holding Neil, who was now panicking. N-NO! Not when everything was getting better! He wasn't gonna go back! He couldn't! If he did, he wouldn't see Belle, or Ryuu, or...or Igna...IGNA! His eyes widened, remembering he condition. He quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out Sheila. He had one shot...with one more strangled gasp, he swiped the butt of the gun awkwardly  at Frank's face. He was soon let go as the man suddenly yelled and held his eye, stumbling backwards and into the water cooler, causing it to drop and land on the floor, spilling water all over their shoes and pant legs. Neil, shocked, realized this was his chance and hastily grabbed the water cooler. He hefted it up and poured as much water as he could into a cup, and just when Frank, now sporting a Black-eye, tried to get up, Neil threw the cooler at him, the rest of the water splashing on Frank and even a bit on Neil's clothing. Panting heavily, he looked at the near unconscious man drenched in water on the floor. Shaking, he stepped back a couple feet...and ran. 


Making it back to the infirmary, he hastily opened the door and walked in, wet shoes making a squeaky sound against the floor. He rubbed at his neck, which held a noticeable purple mark from the choking, and handed Ignacia her water. "He-Here ya go." Neil stuttered. He then sat down next to her and sighed, eye twitching a bit...


what a wonderful day of Initiation. 


@Enkye
 
The battle the previous day had left quite a dent in Mocha and Agnes's strength. Shortly after being dropped at beacon, an Atlesian airship had landed with a plentiful amount of hardware to perform repair work and damage control. Agnes was rushed straight into it's repair bay. Being placed in quarantine and gassed out for heavy duty replacements. Essentially placed in a tube and sterilized of all foreign bacteria, she could be declared as no longer being infected once the operation was complete. On the other side, Mocha received minor treatment, she didn't have anything a couple band-aids wouldn't fix. But her legs were heavily examined for any traces of infection, and cleaned for the utmost safety, they wouldn't want anything jamming inside while she was fighting.


After a day, Mocha left the ship, walking back to the academy from the landing zone in the courtyard. However Agnes still had some check-ups to be performed.


Mocha recieved a notification on her scroll. Team...PLHM? A fruit? She strapped both swords onto her back, and searched the campus for the members of her team.


@A Cat Named Hobbes @Tarquin @Cruor Flumine
 
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Clockwork Syringe said:
Joshua watched as Ryuuko turned a bright shade of pink when he spoke about what she may not have remembered. "Don't let it hit you too lightly Ryuu, we went in blind so its nothing too much to worry about." That was only half true however, Joshua was still worried about the Knights' leader and how he was able to take that form. He needed to have that conversation soon. Continuing to speak to Ryuu, Joshua continued, "Besides, judging from our conversation prior to that fight, I say we earned some exp wouldn't you say so?" Joshua responded with a warm grin. 


@Danchou Tsubomi
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“Hm, I suppose so,” she said, smiling. “I wonder if the leader is a boss that comes later, right after we received superior equipment and learned new skills…but I don’t believe passed out party members gain as much experience points as the rest of the team. I hope you used an experience share, since this magikarp can barely use splash—er…” Her face heated up. That didn’t help with her embarrassment. At least she didn’t bring up other stuff, like how she read manga and watch anime all the time. Maybe a few people would find Ryuuko’s interest in it cool, though Ryuuko found it to really contrast with her image and she had to make sure she seemed a certain way. “A-anyways, ah, everyone did a good job of handling themselves. I…hope things were not too bad, for…truthfully, I am a bit concerned about our classmates.”



(sorry, my focus sucks, I'll get better at replying. First day of school was today so I'm kind of dead atm)
 
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Neil pouted at her glare. Jeez. Touchy. Sick Ignacia wasn't as much fun as regular Ignacia. He'd only been with her for a short time and he could already tell regular Ignacia should be spewing fire and ruining other people's clothes, not spewing puke and ruining her own. Still, Neil could relate. Living in a candy shop with his guardian, Belle, led to many nights of him holding his stomach and practically vomiting cotton candy from eating it too much. He could still taste it to this day...man, he could sure go for some. Before he could delve deep into his cotton candy flavored fantasies, he blinked at Ignacia's request. Grinning, he gave her a thumbs up. "~On it, Foxy Mama!" He said cheerfully before walking out the infirmary room, determined to get his poor (Not so) sweet Igna her much deserved water....BUT WHERE?! Neil's eyes analyzed the hallway as he hummed loudly, gasping as he saw the water cooler with cups on a table next to it! PERFECT!


Neil ran to the cups and grabbed one, happy grin on his face due to the fact of finding one. Just as he was about to, though, he heard the sudden call of a nurse. "Wait! Hold it right there!" His eyes widened. Holy crap! What'd he do?! He was just getting a cup of-HOLY CHEESE, WAS THAT iLLEGAL HERE?! He whirled around, expecting a face full of angry nurse...yet it seemed as if the angry nurse was already down the hall talking to someone...someone...Neil dropped his cup and his eyes remained widening, slowly turning grey as he just stared at the scene before him. Th-That wasn't...it couldn't...bu-but...


"Please be quick. I don't exactly have the time." Gray hair, Gray glasses, Dull black eyes...all three of his brothers sounded like that...but only one had that annoyingly...BORING voice. Neil stared at the figure known as Frank Cyclamen as he stared down a nurse, who was too busy reading her clipboard to notice. 


"Nice try, Mister! I know what happened at the Initiation can be scary, but-"


"I am not part of this academy. I am here only to take care of certain...problems."


The nurse looked at him in confusion and looked back down at the Clipboard. "Really? Could you tell me your name please?"


Frank let out a sigh. "Frank. Cyclamen." 


The nurse scanned the clipboard for such a name, only to gasp and blush in embarrassment. "Oh! My mistake! I thought you were a student...wait...do you know a Neil Cyclamen?"


Neil's eyes widened. She did not...she just did not...he watched as Frank stiffened and for the first time, his expressionless face twisted into a surprised look. As if to confirm this wasn't a dream, he looked around...before his eyes landed on Neil, causing the boy to narrow his eyes. Neil opened his mouth, about to say something, wanting to rub it in his face that he was actually taken in and raised RIGHT, yell in outrage at what happened all those years ago....but he didn't. All he just did was pick up his cup, turn around, and walked to the cooler, beginning to silently pour the water into the cup. All was silent....


"Hello....Brother."


Neil stopped pouring. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath...before opening them as they had turned back to their original color, although now a bit duller. "Hello."


Silence.


"I must say, it is quite...surprising to see you, of all people, here."


Was he...mocking him? The tone, still boring and dull, didn't sound like it, but he knew it. Deep down, he just KNEW. 


Yet he shrugged. "Yeah." He answered, still not turning around to face Frank...Silence again...


"Father sent me here on a business trip." Neil's eyes twitched. Neil tried to act like he wasn't curious about why Frank was here, but he was failing miserably. "Ya see, the company in which he works in has chosen our Father and his family to be a representative in a sort of even on strict-"


"Let me guess." Neil interjected. "Business?"


Silence...


"Yes." Frank answered. "Yet there's only one rule that prevents him from being a representative...ALL family members MUST be present." Neil blinked and stood stiff. "Father sent me here to acquire someone who could possibly...feign your name and appearance just for the time being." Neil's free fist clenched. NOW it was time to leave. Turning, he looked up at his brother with a sickeningly sweet smile, the 6 foot tall man giving the boy below him a blank look. 


"Well, then! Tell dad I said good luck!" And with that, he began to walk back to the infirmary...until he was stopped by a hand landing on his shoulder.


"Brother. This is your chance. You have a chance to make father proud." Frank spoke, a tone of light hope in his voice. "He would be pleased to know a REAL cyclamen has made his retur-"


"NO!" Neil yelled, eyes now grey as he whirled around and glared at Frank. "THAT IDIOT WANTED TO LITERALLY LEAVE ME ON A DOORSTEP AND NOW HE WANTS ME BACK?! NOT EVEN FOR ME, BUT FOR HIMSELF! THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL I'D EVER GO BACK!" His loud voice echoed against the hall walls. Everything was quiet, and the brothers just looked at each other. After a few moments, Neil grunted and turned. "Anyways, I have to go. I need to get back to someone who at least LOOKS like they give a damn about me." Neil grumbled before walking forward...until a strong grip wrapped around his neck. A sudden flashback of the test flew past him before he was suddenly lifted, dropping the cup of water as he tried to pry off the hands.


"...So. Its come down to this?" Frank asked rather calmly. "You finally have a chance to make yourself useful...and you decide to discard it as if it were nothing?" His grip tightened, causing Neil to choke. "You're coming back, Brother...whether you like it or not." And with that, he turned around and began to walk, still holding Neil, who was now panicking. N-NO! Not when everything was getting better! He wasn't gonna go back! He couldn't! If he did, he wouldn't see Belle, or Ryuu, or...or Igna...IGNA! His eyes widened, remembering he condition. He quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out Sheila. He had one shot...with one more strangled gasp, he swiped the butt of the gun awkwardly  at Frank's face. He was soon let go as the man suddenly yelled and held his eye, stumbling backwards and into the water cooler, causing it to drop and land on the floor, spilling water all over their shoes and pant legs. Neil, shocked, realized this was his chance and hastily grabbed the water cooler. He hefted it up and poured as much water as he could into a cup, and just when Frank, now sporting a Black-eye, tried to get up, Neil threw the cooler at him, the rest of the water splashing on Frank and even a bit on Neil's clothing. Panting heavily, he looked at the near unconscious man drenched in water on the floor. Shaking, he stepped back a couple feet...and ran. 


Making it back to the infirmary, he hastily opened the door and walked in, wet shoes making a squeaky sound against the floor. He rubbed at his neck, which held a noticeable purple mark from the choking, and handed Ignacia her water. "He-Here ya go." Neil stuttered. He then sat down next to her and sighed, eye twitching a bit...


what a wonderful day of Initiation. 


@Enkye




 
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The thumping of Seraphina with her new heavy backpack echoed through the halls. Her eyes were glowing a light teal, light reflecting off of her crystal blood. She slowly marched through as a brawl was heard going on. She heard every word with her ears, but she was way too slow to be able to even get there in time. When she finally arrived at the situation site where an unconscious man laid. A nurse was already tending to the unconscious man with water splattered all over the floor. Seraphina spoke softly towards the nurse as she walked by, "Hopefully he's okay..."


The door to the infirmary opened, crystal eyes chasing down the droplets of water. She starred right at Neil before saying, "...My father treated me like that for most of my life. He... ripped my bones out and sold them for money. He hurt me every day... Ozpin says that is why I was able to wrestle a Death Stalker by myself..." She was shyly looking away, but she didn't actually see what was wrong with what she was saying. She was nude after all except for her backpack and her bloody crimson crystals, which coated most of her. Only her forelegs were left as teal. Her horns were also broken off, single spikes in the middle of each bone. She sighed before saying, "...Just know... I don't know a lot of things. I need to learn... but I can maybe... be... a friend if you need one...?" She would back out slowly, holding onto the door, trying to hide as much of herself as possible. She was forcing herself to stay, but it was clear she was insanely uncomfortable talking to in her eyes, a strange friend she had met for a minute. 
 
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Alani had to physically shake her head to chase away the memories of the not too distant fight that she and her starting year had just gone through. She'd been lucky, damn lucky compared to the injuries some of the others received, and had at the worst only one or two bad cuts to her left arm and one hell of a migraine, but the thoughts that she and the others could have met a fatal end sent a particularly sour taste to the back of her mouth. Even after much needed rest Alani's body felt a bit sore as the use of her semblance to such extremes, no doubt the other students had done so as well, and as such the collective strain drained her considerably. Ozpin's words weren't too relaxing and revealed that even he didn't know what the heck had just happened with the strange cloaked figure and their necrotic entourage. However, dwelling on the past wouldn't create anything worthwhile and as such Alani brushed her negative thoughts aside to go about the day.


Alani had gotten changed into her school uniform, something she didn't terribly care for as the skirt wasn't too much to her liking. "Eesh, seriously why does this thing need a skirt?" She grumbled to herself, tugging the garment down a bit having been so used to pants that the sensation was a bit new. Her updated scroll denoted her room number as well as what team she'd be on, a slight pang of surprise hitting her as she noticed a familiar name. "Well well guess there's a bit of pleasant news in that I'll know someone a bit."  She remarked to herself, tucking her scroll into the pocket of her school uniform jacket as she came to the outside courtyard of beacon to spy a familiar face. "Hey Grey!" The redhead called out, waving to her new teammate as she made a slight jog toward him. "Glad to see you're standing and breathing with all your limbs after our little skirmish, how're you holding up?" She asked with a friendly smile.


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He looked up when he heard that familiar voice. "Speak of the devil," he thought to himself. "Well if it isn't my new teammate." He said, smiling and adjusting his corporate noose(aka necktie). Just then he had a strange, one word thought as he looked at her in the school uniform: 'cute'. Not knowing why that thought occured, he lighrly shook it off. "I'm holding up pretty well, all things considering. I was able to make it out of what happened with only a few cuts and bruises here or there. What about you? Considering the few number of bandages you have on and you jogged over here with relative ease, your injures were probably minor as well, yeah?" He asked.
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A bit of the weight on Alani's shoulders lifted as Grey appeared to be in fairly good condition similar to herself save for the scant bandage here or there. The faunus was without her hat this time, the school 'dress code' forbidding it or something which irritated her to no end, but given her recent debacle she wasn't up to complaining. As Grey spoke Alani's years faintly twitched in the wind, adding to the somewhat 'cute' visage she presented, but with her quite oblivious to said visage. "Yeah I was one of the lucky ones and pretty much in the same boat save for maybe an annoying cut on my left side." She remarked before taking her scroll from her jacket and pulling up the team info. "So, team KAGE, kind of a funny name, but far from the worst. Have you seen the other two of our team?" Alani asked as she looked around the courtyard for the others of their team. "Looks like they're Kaiden and Elizabeth...never got to really chat with 'em before we headed out to for our initiation fun yesterday." She gave a sigh before returning her attention to Grey, the subject of yesterday actually sparking another question. "Hey, speaking of yesterday, did you get any info or gossip about what happened? Does anyone else around Beacon even KNOW what happened? I've not even heard anything, but then again I was more pissed about the dress code than that this morning." The redhead asked as she walked over and took a seat on the edge of one of the courtyard fountains, slightly pushing her skirt down as she did so with a soft huff before crossing her left leg over her right. 'I swear could these skirts be ANY shorter!?" Her irritation persisted albeit well hidden as Alani listened to Grey.


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Kaden walked the halls of Beacon academy lost as could. He was still looking for his teammates but it had just now accured to him that he had no idea were to begin looking. Not only had he not studied the school's layout but he also had no idea what the other members of his time looked like. 


He combed his fingers through his snow white hair and sighed in annoyance. What a drag but it couldn't be helped. He'd have to roam the halls until he'd found the other members of Kage. At least this way he can familiarize himself with the academy.


It wasn't long before he found himself in the courtyard. Different groups of students dotted the couttyard. He scanned the area, searching for...well he didn't know what exactly. He still had no idea what the others looked like. Pulling out his scroll, he started to read it again. When he looked up from the scroll his eyes instantly fell on a pair of students. One female, the other male. Putting his scroll him his back pocket, Kaden approached them.


Alani Kohtom and Greg Sanford?" Kaden asked in a dry tone as he sized them up. 


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"I see." Lyrika replied to Haemon's explanation. It seemed like such a trivial reason to give a weapon a name for. The same could be said about any weapon really, even her spear. But she hadn't the interest to probe too deeply into the reason for the name. Rounding another corner, Lyrika managed to pick out their teammate among the rest. "Oh, look; there she is." She pointed her out to the others. She began to make her way over to her, expecting that the others would follow. "Excuse me," she called out. "Are you Mocha Fang? I believe you're a member of our new team PLHM, correct? I'm Lyrika Kastano. Pleasure to meet you." She was sure that the others would be more than capable of making their own introductions, so she decided not to speak for them.


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Pewter followed Lyrika over to his new teammate, he hadn't been able to focus on what was going on at the battle due to the massive amount of knights that came after him when he got separated from Lyrika but from what Lyrika said it sounded like she did... Something right before the battle turned into all out chaos. 


Looking over Mocha the first thing he noticed was her legs they were obviously mechanical, thought he couldn't tell if they were built for strength or speed. Next he noticed her weapons, two normal looking swords sheathed on her back, they likely didn't have any special properties like Haemon's, what did he call it, favorable downfall, or mechanical functions like his weapons. 


Hearing Lyrika introduce herself Pewter followed up with "And I am Pewter Faraday, I am apparently our teams leader" he removed his hands from behind his head putting his left in his pocket and offering her his right.


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"N-nice to meet your Cup... Ouch..." Argent started before he was promptly tackled by Renny. Ah... This would be so awesome... IF NOT FOR THEIR SEMBLANCE! Argent tried to push Renny off since she was squishing herself on his injured arm and he didn't want to- OH SCREW THAT!


"Renny. Off. Now. Arm. Hurts." Argent rapidly pleaded, tapping Renny's in protest and pain. His face slowly turning red from the strain of not screaming his lungs out in pain. Once Renny got off him, Argent gingerly rubbed his aching arm while straining to keep his smile on his face.


"H-hey Renny... I see you aren't that injured.... That's.... good." Argent squeaked, his eyes tearing up from the pain before he remembered that he was talking to someone. A certain Cuprum Buckshot. 


"Ah right. Cup, this is my partner. Rendure. Renny, Cuprum. Cuprum, Rendure. Got that name memorized?" Argent said, patting Renny on the shoulder while introducing her to Cuprum. He then pulled out his Scroll to check the names of his other two teammates. Erik Davenport and Seraphina Kratrian eh? Hm. Strange names but I think we'll make a wonderful team... At least I hope so. Argent thought, glancing at Rendure with a weary look. He then sighed. Oh who am I kidding... I have a looooong 4 years ahead of me... 


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Varien, after attempting to clear his mind, put his helmet back on and sealed it. H wasn't quite sure what to do next. Maybe he should check on Adrian, she seemed like she was doing alright during the battle, but you never know. He secured the gauntlets back over his hands before leaving the restroom in search of the girl. It didn't take him long however. When he found her, she was outside the infirmary, looking around Beacon. "Ah, Adrian. It seems that you are alright, yes?" She was his partner, he may not know her well, but he had to be sure of her well-being. He just hoped that she wouldn't ask about what had happened back there.



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Joshua chuckled at Ryuu's inner fan coming out unintentionally in front of myself before continuing, "Yeah, there's something the teachers are not telling us. Though I'll bet its either for our safety, or that we are not allowed to know. I suspect it's a mixture of both, and although we did lose a few classmates in the attack regrettably in the end we're all ok for now. So team leader," the warm grin from earlier came back upon Joshua's face, "shouldn't we get to meeting our other teammates, you can't stay in bed forever ya know? I'd wager you're feeling better in some way."


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Ignacia grasped the cup, quickly pulling it to her mouth, she downed the water in half a second. She crushed the cup and threw it into the trashbin next to her. "Thanks pinky," she grumbled as she tried to settle her stomach. Soon a large woman appeared through the door of the infirmary. Igna stared at her, the bags under her eyes made it intimidating. Her ears twitched, trying to hear what she was saying. From what she could make out, the faunus girl was insecure or something. typical adolescent behavior. She rolled her eyes, tying the garbage bag up so that the fumes wouldn't induce her to vomit again.


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