|
|
Post by Melanie Ross on Mar 13, 2016 11:52:28 GMT -8
The guy caught the shard and then thrust it into Violet's tummy. Shit. I was about to rush and help before hearing Emily and Violet give me orders to help the students out. Fine. I hope they can handle it...
"I'm on it!"
I would begin loading students on the overturned table. Once it was full, I'd push it over the ice to the entrance. My feet occasionally slipped and I'd fall to my knees before pulling myself back to a standing position by the legs of the table.
|
|
"Wren"
Trainee
Posts: 61 
200x300 Avatar: http://i64.tinypic.com/2m65nc3.jpg
OOC Name: Gemmy
|
Post by "Wren" on Mar 13, 2016 13:28:31 GMT -8
Wren remained where she was, kneeling in the spot Stevie had been a moment before staring at her hands, the eye of the storm of chaos around her. A strange expression had taken hold of her pale face, a faint frown tugging down the corners of her mouth. Deep brown fathomless eyes stared, wide-eyed, at the faint glow emanating from her fingers.
What just happened?
She'd been touching, examining Stevie when there was a sudden surge within her, a pulse that had blossomed in her chest white-hot and coursed down her arms to the tips of her fingers and seemed to leave her with a silver glow that seemed to remain.
The rib had been broken. Her spine separated. Stevie should not have been able to move.
And yet as Wren inspected, freezing at the curious sensation that was starting to feel like a mild heart-attack, she could feel the fractured rib healing. She could feel the energy surging within her flow into Stevie's body. And then the girl had gotten to her feet with nary a word and bounded back into battle, leaving the goth girl to stare at her shimmering hands in pure shock. It had left her drained,exhausted to the point where her body trembled with the effort to remain upright.
What is happening to me?
Slowly, Wren dipped her hand into her pocket and pulled out her phone. With shaking fingers, she typed in her passcode and sent a message to one of the six contacts listed on her phone.
QI UNLOCK!
STEVIE'S INJURIES HAVE BEEN REPAIRED TO THE POINT WHERE THEY WILL HEAL ON THEIR OWN!
STEVIE HAS BEEN GIVEN A TEMPORARY BOOST OF ENERGY THAT NUMBS PAIN! (lasts one post)
OOC : Zack Asiv , please edit to certify admin approval. Edited
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2016 17:57:29 GMT -8
With the sound of the previously seriously injured girl getting up, Atathorn turned around to see a bewildered Wren staring at her glowing hands. Hm. How odd. But really, with the stuff that was going on at the moment, it was on the bottom of the "Today's Strangest Happenings" list. With an emotionless voice and face Arathorn commanded her "Wren, keep your head in the game. Its strange, yes, but we have bigger pproblem," he turned his vision back toward the battle. "Let's try to find someone else and you can try to do it again." His vision snapped to what was going on between Scylla, Vi, and Emily. "That someone else might be our Captain and fellow Pillar, be ready," he advised, getting into a stance ready to launch into action, knives ready. ( "Wren") |
|
|
|
Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 13, 2016 19:39:28 GMT -8
Emily's mad dash would [Speed Check: PASS] get her there in time to deflect the ice shard enough that it simply cut Violet a bit, not enough for real damage, but enough to get irritated by the ivy in the water. However Emily's grapple wouldn't of been enough to bring them down had it not been for Violet's shoulder charge and sweep. Richard would find 'Die on' and SJ eventually in the furthest back part of the library. The red haired boy would stand up ready to defend SJ if need be. "You Richard?" Back in the cafeteria it had been drained of most if not all it's panicked students thanks to the hard work for the current crew, but sadly, things would change VERY quickly as what would seem like a ghostly apparition streamlining like a blur into the cafeteria would finally stop looking down at Emily and the armored intruders. Pale blue eye's peeked through a sea of black as a ghost like motion moved from his form reaching down to grab Emily, before his body followed suit, lifting her off and setting her to the side. The two armored intruders rolling over quickly and kneeling to the figure. Krane Asiv would also walk over and kneel. "Father." Said Krane "Lord Hades." Spoke the two armored intruders in tandem. "This is finished. Leave." A deep otherworldly voice would speak, the three people in armor visibly flinched at his words. The two armored intruders would leave quickly, and obviously trying to stay out of reach of Hades. Hades would look around and then to Krane. "Dinner is at seven." Hades would then turn to leave. /end action |
|
SJ Taylor
Trainee
"You're a sassy sasquatch."
Posts: 56
200x300 Avatar: http://i.imgur.com/gbVv2ph.jpg?1
OOC Name: POOP
|
Post by SJ Taylor on Mar 13, 2016 20:05:39 GMT -8
Burrito's ears perked up long before Richard even made it inside. And given how quiet the library was, she could hear his footsteps before he made it up, too! But she didn't know who it was- she tensed up a bit, until...
Oh!
"Richard! This is Dion! Dion, this is my friend, Richard!"
She quickly stood up and gestured to the guy beside her.
"Is it safe to go now?"
She kind of had to pee.
|
|
|
|
Post by Emily Suddenfield on Mar 13, 2016 20:21:37 GMT -8
Emily, at this point unable to resist, would be plucked like a tick from the bodies of the armored soldiers and placed off to the side. She coughed blood, staring at this...person who they seemed to respect and listened to order them around. She gave a crooked grin, the glint in her eye still present. Once he set her down she'd grab his wrist and look him in the eye.
"You don't look....all that tough to me...."
Her arm dropped as her head drooped.
Emily passed out!
|
|
|
|
Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 13, 2016 21:26:00 GMT -8
EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS
you can't stop me Violet would be grateful to a degree for Emily saving her some pain but in a less visual degree than one would expect. Nostrils flared and torso giving off all the tell-tale signs of anger the girl would step up again from her battery. "Idiot...." She'd mumble at an unconscious Emily before stepping up to grapple the girl in a bridal hold backing up a safe enough distance from the engaging forces.
"Retreat for now." She'd offer a challenging glare to the bunch noting Asiv's nonchalance about dinner being after this as though none of it really mattered in the end. She'd flinch, so that was what Emily had been so worked up about, that this was all just a really fucked up show where the irritating pieces would be set in place against their true masters. Violet wouldn't let that happen, she needed to defend what was precious to her. If unabated she'd make for the infirmary with Emily.
HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 15
DEF: 24
SPD: 12
PER: 11
ENG: 20
Stamina: 149 - 45 (Ice Shank) = 104
Resistance: 19%
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2016 21:49:13 GMT -8
Arathorn tensed up as he was just about to burst into attack at the sight of a dark figure floating in, but then immediately stopped himself as he saw that it wasn't here to attack. Watching as everything played out, he wondered what technology they were using. How they were making themselves seem ghostly. And the voice.. It sounded alien. Was this some kind of prank? What was going on. Arathorn wasn't as distraught or concerned as he was just curious and a little bewildered. After the thing simply said something about dinner as its last word, it float off... How odd.
Speaking out loud to himself and to anyone who happened to listen, he uttered, "Well that was interesting," before simply walking off, grabbing his bag, and starting towards the door to leave.
|
|
Richard Stock
Adept
"A Fragmented Bard."
Posts: 112
200x300 Avatar: http://i813.photobucket.com/albums/zz57/Tuvlan/369e155d-189a-4c5a-974d-5f764101d047_zps8twkpwfx.jpg
SHOP: http://phs259.proboards.com/thread/8643/stockroom?page=1&scrollTo=209845
OOC Name: This Guy.
|
Post by Richard Stock on Mar 15, 2016 20:09:45 GMT -8
He glanced over in what could be best described as "fondly" with his resting bitch face from Burrito who had stayed faithfully next to SJ before his expression hardened as he looked at this... guy. The young Englishman sized up the red haired boy who stood up, also seeming to assess him. For some reason (a feeling he would have later dismissed ordinarily). "You Richard?" Richard would nod briefly, stopping from where he walked. "Richard Stock. Pleasure."He scrutenized the--- --- "Richard! This is Dion! Dion, this is my friend, Richard!"
Dion would see Richard's jaw drop. Slightly. And then his teeth grit breathlessly before pursing his lips. He closed his eyes, taking a breath---was it just jealousy--- ---If Dion listened carefully, he might've heard Richard's whisper. "...You. ...Again?"...Which would be impossible. Dion and Richard had never met... * * * * * * * * * * * * * Richard's outtake of breath seemed to do the trick and he seemed more relaxed as he looked purposefully on. 'We've never met before. Even in my dreams I barely knew you. I was just a driver, you... you were...'"Is it safe to go now?" Richard would shake his head---primarily for "Dion." "No, but we're leaving."He'd walk up to her, stepping purposefully so SJ could tell how close he was, walking past Dion (who would likely tower over the Freshmen in terms of height). He would roll back his long sleeve and wipe down his own arm with a hankerchief from his pocket before offering her his arm. Ever self-assured and in control of the situation. But inside, Richard was torn. |
|
|
|
Post by Melanie Ross on Mar 15, 2016 20:16:21 GMT -8
I stopped a few feet later as a dark figure entered the school. Not another one... I thought. We couldn't handle another. This was too much already. I staggered back as he made his way toward my Co-pillar and Captain. Leaving the wounded where they were for now, I raced back. I had to do anything I could to help. I would not lose them. If things went bad... I didn't want to think about it. No, I couldn't think about it! Once near enough I shoved my hand in my pocket and grabbed for the last package of ivy. This was all I could do now. I knew I may not even be able to do much, but maybe... Just maybe I could get it over his face and make him stop?
Just before I was about to strike, his voice boomed for them to stop and the intruders took a knee. I could only gawk. Wait... Did they say HADES?! Did Krane say father? Nope. No way. Nuh-uh. Noooope. Not gonna believe it. Nope. I looked and Krane was also taking a knee.
Dinner is at seven.
Just like that? and he left. What the actual fuck? What the ACTUAL FUCK?!
"Did you just call him Father? You have got to be kidding me. Your father is Hades?"
I was suddenly dizzy. I needed to sit down. I had to sit, I didn't even care where. The guy I liked... His dad was Hades. My life keeps getting better and better. Wait, What does that mean for Krane? Is he actually The Kracken? ... No. No way. Nuh-uh... Noooope.
|
|
|
|
Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 15, 2016 20:55:42 GMT -8
Everyone: +2 exp, 259 'Militia' Badge: +1 to all stats This item is a slot add on and can be equipped in a slot with an item already equipped. This is a black badge with a grey reverse swastika on it. Krane Asiv+1 Item Upgrade +1 Item upgrade Qi Unlock "Wren"Qi unlock +1 item upgrade Free +5 Item SJ TaylorBurrito's Howl (Misc Slot): If SJ is threatened Burrito can Howl causing SJ to temporarily be able to see. Lasts 4 posts. (Not Upgradable) Free +5 Item Stevie-Rae+1 item Upgrade +1 Qi upgrade Free +5 Item Melanie Ross+1 Item upgrade +1 Item upgrade Free +5 Item Richard StockQi Reward: Primary Type: Enhancement Secondary Type: Transference Commanders Orders: Richard is capable of controlling a battlefield with his Haiku like orders. Giving three different orders. Assault, Defense, Retreat. A single target can only accept one order per round. Richard can only issue Three order(s) per thread. (Upgradable to 4) (Commanders Orders and all orders involved count as 1 ability.) Assault: The target can throw an attack adding 1/2 Richard's ENG stat to target's ATK stat. Defense: The target recieves 1/2 Richards ENG stat added to their DEF stat. Retreat: The target is pulled towards Richard at targets Spd stat plus 1/2 Richards ENG stat. +1 Item upgrade Free +5 Item Raikotsu SudekiFree +5 Item Sugimoto KuromoriFree +5 Item @arathornteros +1 Qi upgrade +1 Item upgrade Free +5 Item Violet Lockheart+1 Qi upgrade +1 Item Upgrade +1 Item Upgrade Mr. Damien 'Mayhem' CaineJudgement: +3 Atk, +1 Def A wooden sword that has a notch for every troubling student it has dealt with. Emily Suddenfield+1 Qi upgrade +1 Item Upgrade +1 Item upgrade Levi Kayamei+1 Item Upgrade |
|
"Wren"
Trainee
Posts: 61
200x300 Avatar: http://i64.tinypic.com/2m65nc3.jpg
OOC Name: Gemmy
|
Post by "Wren" on Mar 16, 2016 19:26:40 GMT -8
Distantly, she could hear Arathorn's voice telling her to calm down. She ignored him, rising on shaky legs, and leaving through the new entrance Richard had made in his valiant escape. She scooped up her bag as she went, leaning against the wall for support-- stopping when she noticed a badge on the floor. A backwards swastika, grey on black. Kind of cool. Matched her clothes. Vaguely offensive. Her aesthetic.
Finders keepers.
Tucking the badge away in her pocket, Wren exited the lunch room and, with a gait that was increasing steadily in pace, exited the school through the main doors. She took another
About half way down the concrete path, a carscreeched to a halt in front of the goth girl, lurching on it's front tires before settling back with a bounce. The driver rolled down the passenger window, leaning in toward it to get a good look at the pale girl walking hurriedly towards her car. Brows hovered over deep, nearly fathomless brown eyes, watching in concerned silence as Wren --who looked for the most part unscathed-- slipped into the empty seat and slammed the door shut behind her.
She could feel the older woman's gaze on her, but Wren could not lift her eyes from her hands. They were no longer glowing, but they tingled. A smear of dried blood branded her porcelain white palm. Stevie's? The Kraken's? She bit the inside of her lip, scowling.
"Wren?"
The goth looked up, into the dark, worried eyes of her companion. She gestured with her eyes down at Wren's palm. "Who's blood is that? Yours?"
Wren calmly shook her head and folded her hands in her lap, facing forward once again and trying to breathe slowly. Confusion and exhaustion battled for her mind, creating panic between them. She sighed through her nose.
"Do I need to go in there?"
Again, Wren shook her head, this time deigning to speak, "It's fine. It's over."
"Then why am I here?"
The sigh that she exhaled this time left her forcefully, and she dropped her gaze again to her hands. "It... I healed someone. With my hands." Slender fingers bunched together in her palm, nails biting into the heel of her hand, easing the tingling a little. "It was like a miracle."
There was a long moment of silence that passed between them before Wren looked up into the older woman's eyes. She had expected shock or even fear; instead, all she saw was a deep sympathy, a slight grimace pulling her mouth in the wrong direction. After a moment, Delilah faced forward, sat back in her seat, and shifted the car into first.
"That's no miracle."
|
|
SJ Taylor
Trainee
"You're a sassy sasquatch."
Posts: 56
200x300 Avatar: http://i.imgur.com/gbVv2ph.jpg?1
OOC Name: POOP
|
Post by SJ Taylor on Mar 16, 2016 19:51:58 GMT -8
"...You. ...Again?"
...
"No, but we're leaving.
She heard him. She heard him utter ever so quietly under his breath that it made SJ a little sad. Something must have happened between the two of them, she reasoned, because of the way he was curt and wanting to withdraw from the vicinity without a moments hesitation. His footsteps drew near and she sensed him beside her, that with his raggedy breathing, and she took his arm.
"Okay... Bye Dion, it was nice meeting you. Thanks for the company!"
................. But for some reason she just didn't feel right leaving him alone.
|
|
|
|
Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 16, 2016 20:18:35 GMT -8
Dion would nod when everything seemed alright.
"Cool, well if you got her, I gotta go check on my brother."
Dion would hurry out to head for the cafeteria.
"Later!"
|
|
