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Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

My laptop may be broken and posting on a phone doesn't work too Well. Until I can fix it or get a new one I might be very inactive. I'll still check and keep up to date on my phone so I won't fall behind.

Update: Yup, she's broke alright :'(

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Trad – Practice Following instructions, Trad went to drop his gear off at a nearby bench. Grabbing hold of his shield and undoing his strap everything detached from him. He took another moment to look at his shield before gently setting it down. He strolled over to the obstacle course saving his energy for what lie ahead. Trying to mentally prepare himself he watched the first few in line go, then closed his eyes and imagined himself doing the same. Pulling himself over the bars, walking the beams, climbing the rope, he felt pretty confident in his abilities. The time came, he was up. Looking at his running partner he gave a quick two-finger wave before readying himself. He took a good deep breath, and was off. First log was a quick hurdle and nothing more. The pull up bars took little effort as well, Trad’s strength was more than capable of pulling himself over. The next two obstacles went the same, but pushing down the bar line Trad noticed he was going a bit slower than the other had. This unfortunately didn’t change when he came to the balance beam. Taking it slowly he only came close to falling a few times, but was able to catch himself. Next he did a quick swing over the log and hurdled over the next. After a quick running start Trad leaped and pulled himself over the wall with minimal effort. The next few obstacles weren’t much trouble either, then came the many hurdles. Trad only too late realized he needed a solid run before he could leap them like before. Humiliatingly the norseman slowly climbed over each one, cursing himself on each one. After finally getting over the final log, he sprinted full speed to the rope not wanting to lose any more time. Grabbing a hold he climbed like a maniac to the top. After reaching the top he slid down, his gloves keeping his hands from burning. Hitting the ground he let out a “Damn” under his breath, though it was still loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. He walked to the instructors awaiting to hear his results.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Sorry I was gone yesterday, got called in early for work then had to stay until almost close. I'm off today so I'll try to get up a post :)

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Trad – Basic Training Practice As Trad looked over the rifles, he felt the ground begin to rumble. Was there a tremor hitting the school? No. No it was a tank. Someone was literally driving a tank on the practice ground. Forgetting about the rifles, he walked over to the now parked behemoth. “Well, I guess you won’t be having much trouble going through the obstacle courses.” He remarked looking over the vehicle, stopping when he saw the mounted weapons, “Or the shooting range for that matter.” When Professor Iderson spoke, Trad turned to give her his full attention. While she spoke and looked calm, her words were far from. Ground rules, prohibition of semblances, and zero tolerance for quarrels. While he didn’t expect to get in a fight, from what she said it sounded like the Armory class already had. As for his semblance, that was only needed for emergencies anyway. Iderson then turned things over to her aid Esther. Esther and Goodwitch must have attended the same intimidation seminar, her stare alone was almost enough for Trad to stand at attention. Then she spoke. Her voice shook the ground more than the tank! Every word felt like it forced itself into Trads mind and imprinted so he would never forget. As she finished he turned his gaze to the obstacle courses. Trying to determine which one he’d do best at. Or better yet, actually complete.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Team Swimsuits, the best beach volleyball team at Beacon. No Grimm can stand up to their spikes and serves.

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Trad – Practice The bell sounded almost simultaneously as Diamond struck the Itzamna with a shadow bat. Trad was actually disappointed to hear it. Sitting and watching these fights was a great learning experience, but he was ready to put what he had learned to the test but it didn’t look like that would happen today. With a quick look at his scroll, his enthusiasm returned. Practice, a place where he could improve on combat skills he was lacking. PE wasn’t very necessary, years of carrying lumber to his parent’s workshop had given Trad a rather large build, he probably could have wrestled some of those Grimm from earlier. While survival did peak his interest at first, he decided honing his skills would be a better use of his time. Giving Ben and Sangue a salute with two fingers he headed towards the practice field, Trad realized he was the first there. It made sense. Port brought the Grimm studies class outside so Trad had a head start, he wouldn’t have been surprised if he beat the teacher here. Looking around at the obstacles, balance beams, and wall jumpers, Trad began having second thoughts about all this, he wasn’t exactly limber. The target range gave him much needed relief. Trad knew how to load and fire a gun without much of a problem. He walked to the rack of rifles in from of the targets and began examining them.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Glad to help! I do have one final gift for the night. Three guesses who. And no, it's not Guess Who.

@Lugubrious

*hits buzzer* DARK ANGEL SPACE MARINE!

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I dont see why everyone's so upset. All we have to do is go to a newly formed planet and find the resurrected Nimoy! (He'll probably be a child though.)

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Meanwhile, in Grimm Studies.

@SirBeowulf

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Trad-Grimm Studies When he heard Ben being picked first, Trad changed his raised hand into a thumbs up towards the Bastion leader. “Good luck.” As soon as Port opened the cage Trad was on edge. He knew Ben could take the cub, but how well? He got his answer during the match. Watching Ben dodge, counter, and trip up the wendigo was amazing! Half way through he gave up trying to follow in his book and just watched the fight. When the foe was defeated, Trad pumped his arm at his side and let out a small “Yes!” “That was a great demonstration of skill, Ben.” Trad congratulated as the class moved out doors, “I’m eager to see what manner of Grimm we’ll see next.” However, the next Grimm didn’t impress Trad, but rather the student. Not only was he fighting in what looked to be an expensive suit, but he wasn’t taking any of it seriously. Either this Bellum guy had impressive skills, or they were about to see what comes from over confidence. Luckily for him, it was the first. Putting on a show for the crowd he teased the Sitting Bull while landing a few good hits. It looked like this sharp dressed man knew what he was doing, and then he vaulted onto the bull and lost his weapon. “Well, looks like this is the end for-“ Trad spoke quietly to his team before the breaking of horns cut him off. “I guess I spoke too soon.” He applauded the “cowboy” walking back to the cheering class. How could he have done that though? This guy didn’t look like he had the brawn to pull that off without hurting himself somehow. And yet there he was, strolling back like it was nothing. Turning his attention back to the field, he awaited to see what the next battle had in store.