[IC] Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

[HereComesTheSnow]

Luke Schwarz--Maintaining Politeness

Sheesh. No need for that, it was on its way up, for Pete's sake. He couldn't have been that annoying, could he? Was her patience wearing thin due to him, or the wait on the ascending airship itself? Did he have cause to take this personally?

Well, he did have the golden rule to follow... If it was unclear, assume "no" until proven otherwise. Made life much less of a hassle.

"Well, yeah, but I meant more after that." he replied, co-opting that dry snark for himself in response. "After all, I doubt the plan stops just at getting on the ship, Miss..."

He trailed off in the typical "what's your name?" way.

[Crimmy]

Gratia Mindaro - Beacon Airship Dock

She had no particular reason to actually provide her name to the boy standing behind her. They were barely acquaintances, united only by "sharing" the wait for a goddamned airship to arrive and get them to wherever they wanted to go (she had no idea where the guy was heading to, but it wasn't her fucking business to pry). Still, it wasn't like she had anything better to do while these last few minutes of waiting passed by, and really, she was a lot more fucking whimsical today. If the other teenager wanted to be nosey, she'd lower herself to humour him. At least he didn't seem like another standard fucktard like the rest.

"Mindaro," was the Huntress' succinct reply. "Gratia Mindaro."

Hopefully he wouldn't ask how it was spelt. She would not be able to muster any goodwill whatsoever to answer stupid questions like those.

"And I plan on not dying in a fiery conflagration," she added, voice dripping with sarcasm.

[HereComesTheSnow]

Luke Schwarz--Proper Introductions

Success!

A name! He'd managed to pry out a name!

...

I'm treating human interaction, even if with a less-than-engaged party, like a game.

Should he be worried about that? It was a challenge, but...

If he didn't make a habit of it, all good, right?

"I'm pretty sure most of us can say the same, Miss Gratia. I can tell you for certain that I don't plan on dying very soon either." he replied with a casual chuckle, as the airship pulled up to the dock.

"I'm Luke Schwarz. Nice meeting you, Gratia Mindaro." he said, as the line began to shuffle forward, filing into the transport. He'd done his duty as a conversationalist, now he could safely break off and leave her be unless she felt like continuing herself.

[Lucius Cypher]

Gren Orchid

After patching himself up and getting a drink from one of the machines, Gren was about to head into the city. But before he did he stopped by the gardens. It was a bit early in the morning to be doing this but he always wanted to make sure his garden was in top shape. Though without all his tools the best he could do is water them and pick at any weeds that started to grow up. He walked over to the school gardens, past all the botanic flora and fruits of labor. He kept walking until he reached the dirt plot that was his garden. Not many weeds, but much to Gren's delight, there were some sprouts from his begonias. "Yes!" Dropping his things on the side of the garden Gren looked around for a watering can. But as he searched he noticed someone. She was... Breath taking. Which is a strange thing for Gren to think considering that his taste in women are those who are both cute and could crush his head between their thighs. But something about this one caught his eye. "H-hello."

[Abillioncats]

IC: Emerald

Emerald fidgeted at Diamond’s inquiry about how she managed to hit the ceiling with her noggin. The fact that she’d been bouncing on her bed and actually hit her head on the ceiling was pretty embarrassing. Still, there really wasn’t any use in denying it now.

“Well I um...I was jumping on my bed...to get the blood pumping you see!” She tried to make it sound like it was a perfectly normal thing to do...well it was for her. “I may have used my semblance to make myself bounce a little too high.”

“And pajamas are the comfiest clothing of them all! And...and…” She cocked her head. “What’s a hick?”

[Forsythe]

"I suppose jogging to get the blood pumping is too mainstream?" Diamond rolled her eyes in mirth, "Just tell me you didn't break the bed, although I wouldn't mind sharing, it's not like you asked the first time anyway..." the thief teased nonchalantly with an amused smirk. When she thought about it though, the whole thing was totally expectable form someone like Bouncy.

"A Hick, uhh..." Diamond said, her language skills in overdrive to formulate her answer in a way that didn't sound pejorative, "A yokel? Hillbilly? Country bumpkin?" she offered a few words close to synonyms, rubbing the back of her head awkwardly.

[Guess Who]

Robert Fallson - RPGD's Dorm

Robert stepped out of the bathroom of his team's dorm, warm steam fallowing him out. He always liked to take a warm shower in the morning to wake himself up. "Alright, today's the day. Time to get to know more people. Get past my nervous behavior and talk to someone that isn't on my team. Make more friends. I'm going to do it," he assured himself as he walked out of the room. Robert looked around the dorm's hallway, trying to find someone nice to talk to. Every person he saw though just looked at him either in surprise or just started snickering. Why were they doing that? Did he forget something like to wash some shampoo out of his hair? He touched his hair with his hand to be sure. It was a bit damp, but nothing out of the usual. So what were they laughing at?

The hunter-in-training made sure the towel around his waist was secure, and that was when it finally hit him. He looked down in shock as he realized that he had left all of his stuff in the room, the only thing he was wearing was a towel. He rushed for the doorknob, but it was locked tight. His key, his scroll, his weapons, and his clothes were all locked inside. Robert began to pound on the door. He hadn't checked on his teammates before he left though, so for all he knew they all left hours ago. "Well, this is a fine mess I've gotten myself into," he thought aloud. Having no idea what to do now, Robert walked away and began exploring the school wearing nothing but his towel. "This'll certainly be an interesting conversation starter at least."

[MULTI_MEDIA_MAN]

Oswald Connolly

While he was returning from the cafeteria after a hearty breakfast of pancakes, bacon, waffles and eggs, Oswald noticed several students whispering to each other and laughing. Looking around, he quickly realized what they were talking about: Robert Fallson, leader of Team RPGD, was walking around....wearing only a towel.

What the hell? Was this some kind of joke? Was everybody being watched and recorded to see their reactions? Oswald couldn't help but laugh as a result of what he was seeing. This guy wasn't even trying to get back into his dorm! He was just casually exploring around the school while wearing a towel, and nothing else!

Trying to force his laughter down as he approached the boy, Oswald failed miserably, still chuckling as he started speaking. "So...Robert. You, uh...you having a good morning?"

[Guess Who]

Robert Fallson - Beacon Academy

Robert continued his casual walk through the hallways of Beacon, trying his hardest not to show how much he hated everyone staring at him and laughing. He never felt comfortable being the center of attention, especially when he's half-naked. It wasn't really stage fright or anything. He wasn't that he was afraid he'd mess up. It just made him feel uncomfortable having so many eyes on him. Robert searched his mind to put a word to this feeling or at least explain it to himself better, but his train of thought was suddenly derailed by the sound of another student's voice addressing Robert directly.

Finally, someone decided to approach him instead of just avoiding the strange student. "Huh? Oh, uh, no, not really. Got locked out of my room and I can't get back inside. And as you can see, I didn't exactly... dress properly for being out in public," Robert replied. "You're, uh, Oswald right? From Team MODA? Think I remember seeing you and your teammates after the entrance test-thing. So how's your day going? Probably better than mine."

[Suku]

Ciel | Vale

"perhaps" Ciel said offhand she was unsure but it really seemed that he was either against her getting a haircut or just liked pushing his point at times. Either way she thought he did have a point in the fact that perhaps "special" hairclips could help her in this situation. "All things considered I suppose we should probably get going as soon as we finished eating" she said as she motioned towards the waiter bringing them their ordered dishes. "Ah thank you for agreeing to help me with my current errands" Ciel said.

[Sho Minazuki]

Jack Orpheus | Vale

"Hey no worries. Ever need any help, you can call me", they were on the same team after all. After they finished their meals, Jack led her to the place he was talking about, where you can get battle gear made or repaired.

"Ayyyyy, how's it going old man?", the store had all assortments of armour, some of which were familiar, since some students at Beacon wore it.

"Oh, it's you Jack, here's your coat back. Are you sure you don't want to put a new weave inside it? The material is sturdy, but really old, and wouldn't hold up against certain things... Also don't call me old man", the old man went out back for a moment before handing Jack his coat in a bag.

"I think I'll be fine... Speaking of which, my team mate here needs some new gear, can you do that?", Jack motioned over to Cian as he spoke.

"Of course I can, so what's your name? What kind of armor? What weapon do you use? Anything else?", he asked Cian rather quickly.

"One at a time old man",

"Don't call me old man",

"But yeah... So what'll it be Cian?", he turned back to her. She had options... Like a new outfit, or just her old outfit.

"Oh don't worry about costs too much by the way, if you're a student at Beacon you get a big discount. They pay for most of it", well there you have it.

[KabenSaal]

After fungerations with Bleep Bloops that most people call people, Mokuren was on her way to see Skyra. She wouldn't dare admit to anyone that she actually got lost on the way there, because that would be evil and rude and not very nice. Because they would laugh, and she would stab them, and that was no way to go about getting friends.

But, still, The World Was Beautiful! Or so she exclaimed, without ever having that thought before, and quite possibly never having that thought again. The world was just The world, annd while something was nice, it wasn't exactly beautiful. What was beautiful, was this door. In front of her. She was Ostrich to the power of Emu sure that it was the right door, and even if it wasn't, knocking on it would only disturb a colony of butterflies on the other side of the world, and destroy a statute of the Dragon Reborn, erasing all possible evidence that he had ever been around from the world. So, with that kind of pressure, Mokuren knocked on the door that was Skyra's, or at least she hoped it was Skyra's.

[Ookawa]

Without much movement Skyra burrowed her face into the book she was reading. It was quite interesting. The part she was just reading was an essay on why Faunus are nothing but animals and share nothing with humans.
Why you ask would Skyra, a professed Faunus rights movement partaker, read such a thing?

To be honest, she herself didn't know either, but she laughed heartily at the stupidity of the author, a Rudolph Nittler. The essay had the peculiar title "Mein Krampf", where he describes the brain cramps he supposedly got when touching a Faunus, trying to convince people that Faunus are poisonous or something like that.

Rather sudden, the door got knocked upon.

Skyra did a backflip off her bed to land just in front of the door and opened it to find the familiar face of the fox-girl she encountered earlier in the gym. The girl that disappeared when she went to the locker room to change.

"Uhm... hi? Hey, Moku. Why did you just... vanish earlier?"

[KabenSaal]

Mokuren grinned at Skyra as she opened the door. It was nice to see that it wasn't the opening to the Deep Temple, where Cthulu Lay Sleeping. But, having such a thing in a school would be stupid. And the perfect place to hide it.
"Ohh, well, you said about being cheesy, then I started wondering about cheese, so I went to get you some cheese so you could also be cheesy. I can't stay, I do have things to do, but dropped by to give you this" she took of her backpack and handed it to Skyra, giving her many pieces of wrapped cheese, different shapes and flavours, all yummy.

"I hope you enjoy it. Staying is, unfortunately, not really in the books. I have to get.....some things, but maybe I will see you tommorow?" She asked, a soft ring in her tone that might have been hopeful if it was anyone but Mokuren. As it was Mokuren, however, the ring was just a ring.

[Abillioncats]

IC: Emerald

"I seeeeee...." Emerald mused, actually having no idea what any of those words meant either. Ah well, it didn't matter, she'd stopped caring what a 'hick' was at that point. "My bed is fine, it's a pretty sturdy piece of furniture." She couldn't say the same for the ceiling, but who cared if there was a few cracks in it? Right?

Emerald looked around the gym, with the fight between Gren and Ebon over, Emmy couldn't help but feel like she wanted to have a little fight of her own. She looked at Diamond...no she'd already had a match with Diamond in the arena the other day. She'd need to find a different opponent, that way she wouldn't know what tricks they had, and they won't know what tricks she had either. The problem was she didn't know who'd be a good candidate, she didn't know a lot of people yet.

But Diamond knew people! "Diamond! Who around here could I fight with!?" She pumped her fists. "I wanna beat someone up!"

[Forsythe]

"My point exactly." Diamond chuckled when Emmy still had no idea about the meaning of the word. She'd have to get that girl reading to expand her vocabulary. As for her other inquiry though, Diamond frowned. She did suggest Emmy take PE class to fix her close range weakness, but that would take time. "Fair opponent? For you? Here? A sandbag. Everyyone else her would mop the floor with you until you buff up somewhat and learn some technique to boot. If you want a fair match, go look around the practice class. There'd be plenty of those during schooltime though. You sure you don't want to do something more relaxing?" the thief suggested.

[Crimmy]

Gratia Mindaro - Beacon Airship Dock

"Likewise," she replied, but the sentiment was not particularly evident in either her stance or tone of voice.

There. She had introduced herself to this Luke Schwarz (finally a name to utilise rather than referring to him constantly as "the boy") and now they were on their merry way, shuffling through the gaping wound of a loading door that the shitty airship had opened up for them. Which meant that she saw no real further use in conversing with her fellow teenager. Small talk was unnecessary when the time utilised for it was open to be used by different activities, and Gratia was intent on making the most out of the trip in a manner more befitting herself.

There was no fanfare to their boarding of the airship, and it was with little pomp or ceremony that the jacketed Huntress found herself, coincidentally, sitting next to the boy (Luke Schwarz, right) she had been talking to only a minute or so prior.

[MULTI_MEDIA_MAN]

Oswald Connolly- Beacon Academy

Oswald shook his head as Robert mentioned his team name. "We're MODE now. Aurelius got replaced by this hyper little kitty. Not as crazy as Shiro, but....well, she's still a bit bouncy. Yes, bouncy, that's a good term for it." As for being locked out of his room, Oswald had nothing. "Looks like you might wanna track down your team mates, actually. Other than that, the only thing I could think of would be to break down the door, but that's...more than a little excessive."

"As for my day, it's not bad. Got my running in, just had some breakfast, and I was about to head back to my dorm and....change...out of my training gear." Guiltily rubbing the back of his head, Oswald shrugged. "I'd offer you something to cover up with, but I somehow doubt my clothes would fit your frame. At all."

[Ookawa]

Skyra smiled, but then stared at the cheese. Cheese?
"Uhm... thank's for the cheese, I guess... am I allowed to share it with my team? I can't possibly eat it all on my own"
She picked up the bag and weighed it in her hand. It seemed extra large to her, mostly due to her dwarfish size, but her strength compensated for that fact enough to counteract her size.
"Yeah, sure. But tomorrow's school, remember? Let's meet up after school, then, right?"

[Lady Seraphina]

Sapphire Rode - Beacon Academy

While Sapphire always kept up a morning training routine she's spent comparatively little time on her skills over the weekend. It had taken until late Sunday morning for her wounds to heal properly and to finally have her stitches removed. Showering with them had not been a particularly pleasant experience but the nurse said that it would do no harm as long as the water pressure was not extreme.

With her wounds closed and the bruises starting to vanish from her throat Sapphire returned to the dorm to change into more appropriate clothing for a day out. After the missions on Friday Oswald had consented to go to her Uncle Daniel's karaoke bar in central Vale. She wasn't altogether sure that he had meant today and perhaps would want to put it off for another time but despite this Sapphire chose to dress for a day out. Even if Oswald did not wish to accompany her should could find something to occupy herself in Vale.

Rather then the combat skirt and blue top she normally sported Sapphire dressed in black skinny jeans with a studded belt, and a black tank top the jacket she normally wore had several holes ripped through the back and she'd yet to have it repaired so for today she left it in the dorm. She tied her green bandanna around her neck then strapped her shotguns to her back and her temporary anelace replacements to her hips. It was an odd feeling to have the weapons on her belt rather then concealed on her wrists but hopefully it wouldn't be for much longer. She'd ordered the materials and mechanisms necessary to reconstruct her lost weapons. They would arrive by Tuesday and she could have Morpheus and Phobator reforged before their next mission. Maybe she'd give these ones new names.

Sapphire thought she'd get some breakfast then try to locate Oswald, or perhaps text him on her scroll. However those plans were cut rather short as she saw a rather unusual sight not far outside the mess hall. It was Oswald looking like he'd just come from a run talking to RPGD Team leader Robert Fallson. That however wasn't what was strange, the odd thing was that Robert was dressed in nothing but a towel, looking as though he'd stepped out of the shower and decided to explore the campus immediately.

Feeling this was too good to pass up Sapphire approached the pair. As she walked closer Sapphire spoke. "You know Robert, in civilized cultures we have certain dress standards but I suppose expressing your individuality is important too."