BigPapaBelial

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

Jordan Quinn

The long haired Canadian smiles broadly, "Meeting up after school for training and team building? Sounds good to me! I love this idea." He cheered and threw his hands into the air holding them there, waiting, hoping for high fives. He makes like, "Eh? Eh?" noises in the hopes of the high fives coming. He blinks, "Whoa? You're really okay with us coming over for dinner? I love that idea too!" He chuckles softly, "Just go light on the onions okay? Please? They don't always agree with me." He lets his arms fall, and finishes part of his lunch.

He's got PE with Coach Cinter next and he really doesn't want to be fully loaded. Thinking of Coach Cinter he looks up at the time. Usually Oli will give them time at the beginning of the class, but maybe he can get a few brownie points if he does his laps early? He looks over at Coach Cinter. Then sets his bag down and closes up his lunch bag. He looks at the others, "I'm gonna go do my laps. Get those out of the way."

He stands up and starts to stretch a little as he walks into the gym floor. He looks over at Coach Cinter who has started to do some lazy laps around the Gym. Jordan bounces on the balls of his feet and as Mr. Cinter passes he jogs along in his wake.

Oliver Cinter

Oliver seems to always be training, always testing himself, running always moving. While the kids had been talking and planning he'd been in the corner of the gym turning cartwheels, jumping up on a small ledge and using it to pull off back flips, he'd spun and turned, flipped and twisted. No wonder the man is so limber. And as Lunch is approaching it's end he's running some lazy laps, a nice jogging speed. He turned in one corner and smiled back at Jordan as the long haired first nations boy joined him.

The minutes until class tick by, and he and Jordan atleast for now pull their laps. Oli keeping pace with Jordan when the young man gets into his sprints. Oli's hair streaming along behind him as the pair hurtle around the large gym. Oli taps out after about a lap, letting Jordan race on. He calls to the other kids, "Lunch is almost over folks. Finish up if you can. If you're in for PE, then remember to get your laps in." He smiles at Hailey, "By the way, Hailey you don't have to go hard into the lesson today, I understand that the Dread has taken something out of you. All I ask is you pay attention and get a little participation in alright?"

He smiles and heads to the white board, making sure he has everything down and ready for class, "Once you all are ready, we're gonna get started here." He claps his hands and starts to do a little shimmying dance on the spot, always training, always doing what he loves it seems.

@Th3King0fChaos@Landaus Five-One@dragonpiece@The Man Emperor

Avatar: Order of the White Lotus

I owe posts in 3 other RPs.

So once I'm done there I'll get here I swear
or I'll squeak this in between one of the bigger two.

Don't worry I'm still golden

♠ Showdowns & Saddles ♠

Mistihkoman hums sitting and watching the child. He nods slowly, "He is a strong soul. Very good medicine." He then turns to the woman, pursed lips and clipped words. He narrows his eyes, "okiskinwahamakew ci? What does it matter you are a school teacher? What ability or power does that give you? We are not in a kiskinwahamakewi kamik we are on one of those iron wagons, an iskotêwitâpân. Does your power as a school teacher apply here?" He looks at the woman and shakes his head.

He turns to look back at the child and gives him a nod, "A Posse? Us? Well not quite. But we do work together." He nods and waves to him, "Fare well young friend."

He turns back to look out the window, done with talking to the school teacher it seems. Better things to think about, and concerned for the young boy. Hoping he will ge tto his destination safely.

Translations

okiskinwahamakew = An Instructor, a Teacher, one who educates, can apply to wisemen/women and elders who impart knowledge

kiskinwahamakewi kamik = One of the dreaded compound words. kiskinwahamakewi means lessons. Kamik means a house or home. So this word literally mean the home/house of lessons.

iskotêwitâpân = a train, or a train engine, though depends on context and situation. In this situation Mistihkoman is referring to the whole train, engine, caboose and train cars as a train.

Goblins of the Wilds

@Searat@Aristocles

The little girl goblins smiled munching on the fruit happily, maybe even taking her time to eat it in front of the pair. A playful little smile on her face as apple juice ran down her chin where she scooped up to suck it off her fingers. After abit she swallowed and smiled, "Sorry, It's been along time. Last time was when Mommy managed to grab three from the farmer's orchard." She licks a little more apple juice off her fingers then continues, "I was going to see my mommy, but Smith Koglan caught me, gave me this apple, and said to find you two." She points at Griz as he approaches and Brendan. She hums and holds off another big bite of apple to finish, "He says he wants to see you, he said..." She clears her throat, and the impression she does of Koglan is a little high pitched for the deep voiced smith but the attempt is there, "Do not take no for an answer. They must come." She giggles, and hops up and down on her feet, "He gave me this apple for this errand!" She munches into it and then runs off waving at them as she goes.

Koglan meanwhile stood in front of his forge, looking at the ingot of steel in front of him, it calls to him today, with no orders for tribe necessities or weapons or armor for this hunter or that warrior, he has some time on his hands, and he feels it's time to use some of his steel. Some armor perhaps, a chest plate to ward against the axe of the orc or the blades of the humans. Never know when it will come in handy. He nods, and reaches back to grab the chain to operate the billows.

Whump...Krrrsh....whump krrsh the sound of the billows and the roar of the fire as the forge builds hotter.

Avatar: Order of the White Lotus

Tell you what, forget post order and just post. Other wise we'll be here awhile.

Goblins of the Wilds

It'd been an interesting two days. As Koglan went about his forge sweeping and preparing for the day. With Siwa coming in almost daily for food, and staying for a time so that she and Koglan could talk. He enjoyed the company, it's no secret the old goblin spend alot of his time alone after all, and Siwa filled a void he didn't know he had.

But that's not all. The old Goblin smith had taken on a task, a quest almost, a crafting quest. To create knifes for a pair of goblins in the tribe who, by his eyes anyway, have earned his iron. so even as he sweeps and cleans making ready for the day to come and a new order from the chief, he stops and runs his hands over a pair of daggers on the workshop counter. They aren't paired but they very well could be. They could make a perfect paired weapons for some silly goblin warrior. But no, these knifes atleast to Koglan are new master works. Seven inch long blades, hilts long enough to fit the plam of a goblin easily and snugly, wrapped in cloth and leather, with a screaming mini goblin head on the pommel of the knifes. Straight backed with curved blades, perfect for cutting and slashing.

It's a pity he made them out of iron now that he thinks of it, they would have been prime for the steel. Ah well, next time.

As he sweeps the last of the dust and debris into either the fire or next to the door of the forge to be picked up later he nods, then waves down one of the young goblins who are walking by this early. He hands the young girl goblin an apple from his stores and smiles, "Here, I have an errand for you. Fetch me Hunter Griz and Young Brendan to me. Tell them Koglan Ironweaver the Smith has something for them. Do not take no for an answer. They must come." He nods and motions for her to go.

The old braided smith grins, then goes and covers the knifes with a length of dark cloth. Then goes to his forge. Moments later there's a thwump-thwump-thwump which is followed by the roar of flames as the forge comes back to life. Coals heating and the raging fire within the forge seeming to growl in joy at the work to come.

@Searat@Aristocles

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

@dragonpiece@Th3King0fChaos@The Man Emperor@Landaus Five-One

Oli Cinter and Jordan Quinn

Oli had been writing on one of many white boards along the walls of the gym. He'd stopped and approached as Hailey was showing signs of distress. And knelt there to watch the students support her. As they talked he waited his turn, a soft caring smile on his face, before offering, "Hailey, you've got friends here, you've got classmates that sound like they'd put themselves on the line here. The Dread may feel cold. But the care of your friends, classmates and the staff will help you pull through." He doesn't try and hug her or touch her, but the clear caring of an adult is there. He nods slowly ready smile on his face, "You take your time, bask in the help and caring of your friends." He gets back to his feet and heads back to the white board finishing what he was writing.

The boards reads:

*Have your lunch! Gotta eat to grow up big and strong!

*Do your laps! Four and two! You know what to do!

*Warm up and stretching.

*It's Noble Arms training day! You're mine now!

*Light Combat and Movement: What it means for you!

*Light Sparring Practice

*Cool down and Summary

*why are you still reading this?

*seriously stop...

*...come on now

*okay fine...

*We're no strangers to love/You know the rules and so do I

Oli smiles as he finishes the list off with a flourish of the white board marker. And winks at the students who are there for class.

Jordan in the meantime is sitting with the others, and he had watched Hailey, Oscar and Henry speaking about Hailey's moment of sadness and dread. He sat nearby leaned forward but didn't try and add his own words to the moment. It'd be too much, not wanting to smother her. Besides it sounds like Nath, Oscar and Henry had it down helping her through that moment. He's still there showing his support of course. He looks to Henry and Oscar after abit, "So what do we hear about the mission today? How are we going to work this? Do we know when they are getting here?"

Oli suddenly steps up to the three, "Ah right I knew I had forgot something." He kneels in front of Oscar, Henry and Jordan, "I hate to break this too you three. But I was notified that the Senators won't be here today. Something about some big shindig back at the senate house. They won't be able to make it for another week. Which is really a good thing. We kinda dumped this on ya at the last moment right? This time will allow for some planning and a second line to be put forth right? So yeah I'm sorry for notifying you all of a sudden. But this might be in the end a good thing."

Oli makes a gesture of apology to the trio.

Jordan blinks, "Well damn. I didn't expect that even remotely. But well okay." He hums and looks at Oscar and Henry, "We can use this right? I mean this would have been the first time we ever worked together. Maybe we can fit some training in? See what we can do as a team?" He looks at Oscar and Henry.

It's only then that Jordan looks up at the board, "Oh crap! I haven't eaten yet!" He digs into his backpack for his lunch.

Oli steps on away and waves to Hailey, "You wanted to know what we're doing right kiddo?" He grins brightly, "Get a little food in you, not too much though as I intend to work ya some this class."

Goblins of the Wilds

Well before the time skip Brendan and Griz could come down to Koglan's Smithy to recieve the gift of brand new knives. That was something I was hoping to do really swift. Then a time skip is fine sure. I'd really like to do that presentation scene is all.

Goblins of the Wilds

Yay. I was getting worried. I don't have alot to do right now with Koglan. He's just working away.

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

Oliver Cinter and Jordan Quinn

Oli flowed getting into that state of mind where you just moved. The Great Oli remained in it's base gauntlet form the whole time. His strikes rocking the heavy bag back and forth. His fists beginning to leave indentations in the bag as he struck. And then he took a half step back, and well because he's in that focused state of mind he relaxes his arms to his side. A strange stance. His face goes oddly blank, expression neutral. And the kids in the room are in for a treat. There's a few small pops, and crackles of the energy inherent in Noble Arms. The steam starts first, from his elbows and elbow joints, the back of his neck and streaming from the waistline and out of his pant legs. A mean yellow glow flaring from his eyes and mouth, he mutters, "This must not register on an emotional level..." He took a step forward, "First, sweep kick to the legs, knock off balance. Using the off balance state, back hand high to ring the temple. Followed by this knife hand block of haymaker, to rear elbow blow to the chest, turn, flying spinning haymaker, to turning knee to the hip, left jab, back step into throat thrust, complete with 360 turning kick." This somehow almost wild combination of moves happened at a speed that should be impossible for anyone. But with the abilities of the Great Ali, it comes out clean, and sends the heavy bag slamming into the wall and off it's swinging rollers to crash to the ground.

Oli breathes evenly, having finished in a pose with his hands held together and pointing at the downed bag, "Summary, opponent with a bruised sternum, ringing ears, and fractured ribs. Potential recovery time four days, total physical recovery time three months." There is one last blast of steam before the glow fades and The Great Ali, those wonderful leather gloves fade from his hands, "Woof...uh? Message?" He reaches into his pocket and reads the message from the Director, "Well, that's...unfortunate." It's only then he turns around and sees Hailey, Oscar, and Nathaniel in the Gym, "Oh dear I'm sorry folks I must have been so focused I missed you all come in...are you alright over there?" He heads over to them worriedly.

Jordan had come into the gym just in time to see the incredible show of Coach Cinter going absolutely ham on the heavy bag. The almost crazed crash of the blows before the heavy bag slams into the wall then to the floor is an thing to see. Jordan just kind of stands there for a time then comes out of the daze of seeing it all. He spots the others and jobs over to them, "That was some incredible moves there Coach...I mean wow..." He looks to the others, "Hey guys. You all doing alright over there?" He grins a little. Then turns to Coach Cinter, "Sir...where did all that come from? Is that normal for your Noble Arm?"

Oli only grinned, "There are somethings a Arms user needs to keep secret Jordan. Just suffice to say one of these days all of you will be able to do something just as awesome." The Teacher grins, "So some of you have class and judging by Henry and Jordan you are missing one and are down here to...oh I dunno hang out?" He chuckles. He motions and walks over to the white board, "If you're here for classes you know my rules. Four laps jogging and two laps full sprint. If you're here for...other reasons. Head over to the benches for now."

@Th3King0fChaos@Landaus Five-One@The Man Emperor@dragonpiece