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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Mar 4, 2016 10:06:50 GMT -8
Em didn't press the attack- not while the woman was still standing beside her. Instead, she turned to look at the girl, surprised at the feeling of pain radiating up her hand from the blow. However, she didn't acknowledge it, instead meeting the woman's gaze and not blinking or backing off.
"Are we going to have further problems?"
She didn't seem intimidated in the least by the armor wearing baddies, and regardless of the outcome, intended to put an end to whatever mischief was going on moving forward.
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Post by SJ Taylor on Mar 4, 2016 14:45:56 GMT -8
Library SJ would find her hiding space vacant entirely. Students were leaving not hiding. Well Burrito would be aware of someone entering the library likely before SJ. She would hear a male voice. "Hey are you okay? Do you need help?" The voice was genuine and full of concern.
"Hey are you okay? Do you need help?"
... ?
A short pause.
Her hand started to pet Burrito to calm the pup down.
"I'm okay, just waiting for things to clear up. I wouldn't recommend going downstairs near the cafeteria- if you haven't heard, apparently there are people attacking the students."
BUT SJ, WHAT IF THIS IS A BAD GUY?
SJ just couldn't wrap her head around it- honestly, this guy sounded so genuine that it didn't even cross her mind. And besides, she was completely silent and out of sight- the library was probably COMPLETELY empty except just her, so either this was really just a student looking for books and ran into her or a bad guy with super vision and super hearing. |
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 4, 2016 19:21:05 GMT -8
 EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS
you can't stop me Violet would hold her ground, perhaps even angling herself to be between the female armor wearing person and Emily being a meat-shield sort of. For the time being she'd come to no real conclusion, this bunch was something of a saiyan force? Ya totally, her eyes would flit to the injured Krane thinking 'KAKOROT' vehemently in her own head before readjusting her eyes to the young woman before her offering a frank smirk.
"Emily.... I'd suggest taking Krane to the infirmary, and then detention." Violet's hues would narrow on the girl before swathing a path over the other individuals. Sure the frozen zone that they'd created could be perceived as a threat but the pair hadn't started this. Tossed a few insults around and pressed their buttons but didn't start a fight, that was Krane's doing and his justice was to be served. "Richard, Arathorn, I suggest you give her a hand." Violet would give each a deathly glare the first she'd offered after being here at #259. With her attention back at the girl Violet would maintain a serious stature her hands pivoting to her hips and chest puffed outright.
"There. Now that that's settled I suggest you stand down as well, your 'monster' will have his punishment." Violet didn't see things quite so black and white, no good and bad merely played her hand as it was dealt, more than likely she'd catch flack from this later.
HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 15
DEF: 24
SPD: 12
PER: 11
ENG: 20
Stamina: 200
Resistance: 19%
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
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Post by Richard Stock on Mar 4, 2016 20:11:51 GMT -8
From way back where Richard was perched behind the half-cover table with the golden-armored boy, he kept a watch of the vanguard, consisting of Emily (who was on the attack), Stevie (also on the attack), Violet (who was attempting negotiations/issuing a cease and desist), and the Asian boy (who had yet to act). Technically, these... armored... (Richard was hesistant to actually call them "Gods" and confirm his fear of fall from sanity) people had done nothing yet except say words that frightened the more normal 259ers, (more than likely) spread their ice Qi's presence about, and then react to the golden-armored boy who had rushed to attack them. In fact, the injuries on the 259ers was all self-inflicted due to the panic.
Violet probably had seen this too and was still trying to talk them down, but was ignored.
SJ hadn't responded... and Richard hoped that was a positive sign. He would have rather have been there, but if everyone else was focusing on fighting or negotiating... they had more pressing matters.
The English transfer focused his attention on the injured golden-armoed boy... when he heard footsteps behind him. Richard looked around---
"Oh my god, fine,"
...
'Does that... that voice belong to---'
A lithe, short figure stooped down to her knees and began inspecting the golden-armored boy, her eyes analytical, her features... completely goth in aesthetic.
Tengu Squad's medic was here.
"Wren---" he did not say. Because HOW THE BLOODY HELL WAS SHE HERE. HOW DID HE KNOW HER NAME. WHY DID SHE EXIST IN HIS...
Richard crouched there, gawking at her (perhaps in a way that could have been misintepreted). She was making PERFECT INSPECTIONS AND ANALYSIS OF THE SITUATION. Richard, as an Englishman, managed to keep his mouth shut, BUT THERE WERE THE GODS JUST SEVERAL DOZEN FEET AWAY AND HERE WAS ANOTHER PERSON WHO SHOULD NOT EXIST.
Not on purpose. But these... "fake memories" he had... these coincedences...
Even her behaviors (which were understandable) as she shoved the golden-armored boy back on the ground to keep him at rest were understandable---
"My name's Arathorn and I'm going to try my best to defend you both as you help out the injured. If you need me anywhere else just let me know." a voice said, snapping Richard out of his daze. He looked up at the man who was... carrying a concerning amount of knives. It was good to know there was more support on the matter, another comrade. He would have grinned, but Richard wasn't like that. Not now, not the time. Richard nodded.
"Richard Stock, pleasure," he'd say, reaching to put a hand over one of the man's knife hands. That would have to do for greetings for right now, as Melanie came on over from her and the golden-armored boy's original position. She had orders and her mind was completely in sync with Richard's... They all had their jobs to do.
"On it... be careful," he'd say to her as she bounded off. He would have advised her to take turns, and keep the ratio of combatants to 2:1, but he wasn't a commanding officer here. Richard... had a lot on his plate. Arathorn's and... the goth girl (he refused to admit to himself what her name was until she spoke it) would help expedite the situation.
He peaked out his head for a moment, barely standing as he watched the situation unfold before looking back at the trampled students and the still clogged out areas.
"Arathorn, my eyes," he'd say, pointing first to Arathorn's... and then to his own, followed by a sweeping point at the fight. Richard's head would be ducked down, taking care of the injured a lot, meaning he wouldn't be able to see much. But if Arathorn was standing...
"Secure an escape route, fast," he'd say continuing his Haiku and then pointing backwards to the choke points---Arathorn would have a lot on his plate doing both. But it was integral that there was a way to evacuate the possible severely injured and that they had a way to fall back. Retreat was a possibility... this was their school, they had the terrain knowledge advantage here, after all.
"Be careful, concise," he'd then bid his schoolmate. Even if it was a non-combat role (and Arathorn engaging would mean that the armored trespassers were indeed enemies and that the battle line had gone all the way back to them), Arathorn's assigned role in this would be crucial, even if it was just making sure that arriving ambulances had a clear path to walk through to.
He'd give the man a pat on his knife-wielding hand, and nod, bidding him to go.
---Katsuko strode up, apparently having heard something from the golden-armored boy. He'd give her a glance and a nod. As a teacher, on the school grounds, he'd leave her to her devices. Hopefully she could call in other brave souls to aid the recovery of the injured.
"Can you call more folk?" he'd ask her---
Violet called out to him.
Was the fighting over?
He stood up from where he was... apparently she knew Arathorn as well. He'd hold up a hand to Arathorn, to belay the action---if the armored trespassers continued to fight, he'd urge Arathorn on with -his- orders. If the trespassers were pacified, he'd nod to Arathorn and would go to... "Krane's" side and pick him up. Either way, though, he'd look at Wren... pause again.
"Please help the others," 'Wren.'
This was a crucial moment for them all.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Mar 5, 2016 18:24:30 GMT -8
"My cousin Scylla, and the girl Belier. I'm not sure what they want, but I had detention yesterday and missed checking in with my father. Odd they sent those two though. Thought for sure they would of sent my brother and sister."
Krane watched the girl Wren work, it reminded him of the medical treatments he used to get from his mother. She was efficient if nothing else.
"Thank you, but now that Scylla has been hit, none of us will be leaving here."
Krane would move to stand checking over his other limbs... They could be used so he took a breath and prepared for what would come.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 5, 2016 18:35:44 GMT -8
Scylla would push himself to a standing position, the room would get Colder. He'd grin as he looked at his attackers.
"Good attempt."
He'd hold a hand to his chest plate and bow his head slightly.
The girl would begin backing away trying to judge how far she should be away from Scylla
Wren is able to find no other serious injuries with Krane. Though a real hospital is a good call as soon as possible.
SJ would hear the guy stay at a safe distance from her and her dog.
"Oh man, is this like the riot a little bit back? My brother said he was in the cafeteria... I'll hide out with you and keep a look out in case we need to make a run for it. If that's alright with you, I'm going to text my brother though."
She would be able to hear furious tapping on a cellphone screen.
The girl would look to Violet and Emily with a reply. "Because the laws of men can compare to the Gods?"
With that Scylla would move his hand coming from his chest as he slid forward on the ice as if he didn't even take a step to do so he would bring the back of his fist across Emily's face. The 6'2" monster would strike with force and speed unseen here at PHS 259. Many today would know they stood no chance.
Scylla
Atk: 42
Def: 45
Spd: 44
Per: 43
Eng: 41
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Mar 5, 2016 20:04:41 GMT -8
I'd note the woman moving back and I knew shit was about to get real, fast. With a swift movement, the man would knock the Captain aside. I didn't even see it happen. Shit. I quickly put my hands to the ground and spun my body while flinging my legs out (going for an upside down spin kick to the midsection) in an attempt to kick his midsection.
"You earned it!"
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Post by Sugimoto Kuromori on Mar 5, 2016 20:32:08 GMT -8
I looked from Krane to Wren and finally back to the fight just in time to see Scyllia hit the School Captain. Oh my. I rushed forward, my hands raised.
"Please, please. Stop this at once! You got your hit back, now please leave! Let no further harm come now."
I didn't think my words would do much, but I had to try. I had stopped just behind the other Captain as she kicked at the man. This was going to go downhill horribly fast. The room was far below freezing now. I was happy I had decided to wear my jacket today, not that it would make much of a difference now.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2016 21:51:58 GMT -8
"Arathorn, my eyes." To this, Arathorn nodded. Once Richard gave his order of securing an escape, Arathorn examined the area within a second, and found a way of escape, an open one at that, and was ready to start spouting off plans and orders, but then Richard held his hand up. Arathorn halted, and looked at what was taking place in front of him. Vi said to take the so-called Krane to the principal's office. Hm. He hadn't necessarily thought of it that way. He hadn't the slightest idea why he hadn't, but he hadn't, nonetheless. Well, regardless of the reason behind why they needed him out, they needed him out. Still facing the fight so as not to miss any oncoming attacks, Arathorn began to speak when he heard Krane. He seemed to explain who the attackers were and why they were here, but then he continued by saying they weren't going to escape. Starting as soon as Krane finished, Arathorn spoke up with a bold and loud but monotone voice saying, "Well, Mr. Krane, it's worth a try. Richard, Mr. Krane, there's an exit at my 6," if they looked in the direction to which he was referring, they'd see a door at the back of the building that was directly behind him. It would have been to the right of Krane as he leaned against the wall, behind the shadow girl, and directly ahead of Richard, if he was directly across from the shadow girl on Kranes left side. Also, a vampire-resembling man would be standing to the left of the door approximately 12 feet away. "The History teacher, Raikotsu Sudeki is standing near it. He's not going to let his students get attacked." Arathorn was pretty positive about that statement, because if he didn't protect them out of good morale than it would have been to avoid getting fired. "Because of this ice, we can probably get there pretty fast by sliding. If need be, we can set up any tables along the way. And we have plenty of trays, food, silverware, among many other things left by students to throw as distractions, if necessary. Go, and I'll follow. Stay, and I will defend, or otherwise if ordered."
As he spoke, Arathorn noticed the rather significant drop in temperature. He guessed it had to have been at least 5-10 degrees in the matter of seconds. Anything less they wouldn't have noticed. It was like the "How to Boil a Frog" analogy that his father always told of, but they weren't worried about doing this gradually. The main point was that it was dropping in temperature. And dangerously so. If they stayed at this temperature for more than 5 minutes, hypothermia would probably begin to set in. If it continued to grow colder at the rate it was now, hypothermia would set in even faster. If they got wet at any point, even faster. And, seeing how there was a thin layer of ice on the ground, staying completely dry was going to prove difficult. And, in addition to hypothermia, cold made things slow down, including their bodies and its abilities. They're reflexes and attacks would decrease in speed. Right now, these first few minutes of it were fine. In fact it reminded Arathorn of hunting in his favorite season, winter. But, they needed to warm up or get out. Quickly. ( "Wren" / Krane Asiv / Raikotsu Sudeki / Richard Stock )
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Mar 6, 2016 0:55:07 GMT -8
She saw the girl get out of the males way. Okay, not good.
Emily's hand would come up- but not nearly fast enough. The back of her hand would barely get between the fist and her cheek, but with the sheer force would smash into her, lifting her body and spinning her off into the wall. She smashed into it, rebounding off and skittering across the floor/ice. She landed face down, the world spinning as she would slowly push herself to her knees. Blood leaked from her lips as she shook her head. Then, she spat. Her teeth and mouth were coated with blood, and she sighed.
"Thought so."
She'd return to her feet, her clothes torn from the sheer blunt damage that had been inflicted on her, revealing part of her back and shoulder. She stood, and rolled the arm. Cold....so cold. She walked back up the hall, touching her cheek where the bruise was forming. Working her mouth open and closed, she heard clear popping. Her hand- the one that got between them, had a pinky twisted and broken. She knew, once the shock wore off....that would hurt.
As she neared the open hallway she reached up and grabbed a fire extinguisher, ripping it off the wall and pulling the pin. Then, she started blasting the two of them. Assuming one of them was controlling the cold, she decided to test the bodies active chemical. She would be spraying them with heavily reduced-in-temp carbon dioxide, intent to further freeze their bodies. Perhaps so much so, that they would find it difficult to both project more cold and hard to even move. At the same time, it would hopefully suck the air clear from their lungs, as the constant spray would hopefully cause him or her to pass out.
If she couldn't beat him with her muscles, she'd do it with her mind. Maybe. Hopefully.
OOC: Fire extinguishers: Carbon Dioxide is a non-flammable gas that extinguishes fire by displacing oxygen, or taking away the oxygen element of the fire triangle. The carbon dioxide is also very cold as it comes out of the extinguisher.
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Post by Melanie Ross on Mar 6, 2016 10:12:32 GMT -8
All I could do was watch. I knew I had no chance of facing Emily. If I couldn't fight her, then I had no chance against this... Scylla... Whatever. Her body flung to the side and I burst into action. She was my leader, I needed to act. I snapped my whip around the hand that had hit her, angled my body so my back was now facing him which put the vine over my shoulder. I threw my body towards the ground hoping that the force of my strength and the force of gravity would work together to yank him off balance. It seemed the other Captain had a similar plan. Hopefully working with that, I could get him to bend over her leg? Perhaps that might help? I hoped she could handle it. If not, this was going to be bad. Way worse than it already was.
That was when I felt even more cold on my back leg. Something wet? I took a chance and looked. Emily had retrieved the fire extinguisher off the wall and begun showering him with it. I hoped it would work. I'd keep pulling. I chad to maintain pressure. Maybe I could keep him in place?
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Mar 6, 2016 12:08:31 GMT -8
Rai sighed. A student was needing extreme medical attention. Guess his fun had come to an end. Rai cracked his neck then his fingers and walked forward. He wasn't in a rush.
As he walked by one of the lunch tables he picked it up as if it were a feather and hurled it at the attacking male in armor.
"Now would be a good time to leave kids."
He would say to the group huddling around the injured kid. What a bore, he wasn't strong enough to fight these armored freaks... But he has been in harder fights.
"Alright."
He would call out to the armored attackers. He knew the table wouldn't do any damage it was only to get their attention.
"You have proved whatever point you were trying to make. You're obviously stronger than these kids and they won't be much of a fight for you. So how bout we call it a day yeah?"
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Post by SJ Taylor on Mar 6, 2016 17:46:02 GMT -8
"Oh no, that's not a problem at all. You should probably sit down or something, we don't want someone seeing your head poking through the bookshelves."
SJ literally had no reason to question the guy before her unless he was wearing full armor and was clinking and clanking. And unfortunately, it wasn't as if she could just secretly text Richard without the other guy knowing because for SJ, her 'texting' was speaking into her phone and having it translate from speech-to-text.
Bzz. Bzz.
Her phone was on vibrate.
"Siri, text Richard."
Beepbeep. Texting: Richard.
"I'm still at the library period another student is with me and we're gonna camp out in the back corner until things calm down period be careful exclamation point."
Text to Richard: I'm still at the library. Another student is with me and we're gonna camp out in the back corner until things calm down. Be careful!
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Post by "Wren" on Mar 6, 2016 22:53:07 GMT -8
Finished with her inspection and satisfied that he was in no mortal danger (but should really get to a hospital ASAP) Wren started to slide the armoured kid's arm around her narrow shoulders-- only to stop as the blonde English kid (apparently called Richard) swooped in quickly to do just that, helping the much taller boy to his feet. He issued a request.
Wren narrowed her dark eyes up at him, her gaze lingering for a moment before speaking.
"I didn't know they taught haiku in middle school."
--having apparently reached maximum niceness for the day, Wren stood and turned, just in time to witness Emily go flying and skid, face first against the icy ground.
... okay, Richard seemed to have a point, at least. He seemed to have a good grasp of the situation. After watching tentatively for a moment, once Emily was on her feet, Wren turned to help those who had been injured by other students in the panic to leave the room as fast as she could, knowing it was a matter of time before those still standing needed her too.
This school is insane, she thought to herself with a sigh.
Sliding her feet along the floor towards her second victim of the day.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 7, 2016 12:38:20 GMT -8
EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS
you can't stop me With the words from Belier a chill would run up her spine, bringing Violet back to the world. Her passionate statement had locked her away from the reality of this cold and her less than adequate attire gave her no resistance to it. She felt a sense of irritation creep up behind her hues at the girl's statement, sure they were strong but Gods? The arrogance made her ball up fists clutching tautly enough that her fingers cracked. There were only the rules of man, that is what kept things functioning that's what she made sense of it all. Violet would see movement from the boy and move about as fast as she could, instinct alone driving her. "I said STOP!" She would be nowhere near fast enough to bring her defenses up but she'd put herself between the boy's slap and Emily taking the strike head on and going down like a sack of potatoes across the floor. *Crash* Her body shattering the icy floorboards and carried further by the momentum along towards the small gathering of wounded. Shit. That was smarts.
HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 15
DEF: 24
SPD: 12
PER: 11
ENG: 20
Stamina: 200 -51 = 149
Resistance: 19%
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
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