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Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

To be fair everyone at Beacon's gone through some intense shit. Like no one here's got both parents, or at least hasn't killed/almost got killed by someone. All the more reason our characters should band together and share their woes with ice cream and video games.

@Lucius Cypher

Gratia

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Gratia Mindaro - Behind the Café

"Fine."

She didn't object to the second attempt at a hug, simply waiting it out until Nuit finally pulled away. That was all she needed to do.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Still waiting for a goddam place. ONE DAY I TELL YOU ONW DAY!!

@boomlover

Pretty sure there are some teams looking for new members. Dunno, ask @NarayanK.

Persona - Academic Akrasia

@vancexentan You're playing too? Me and my hubby are playing that together.

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I'm kind of at a loss for what to post right now. I know Jin, Ryoma and Ai have to go somewhere, but I'm not entirely sure where. The only thing I can think of is jin saying 'OK lets get the hell out" and it's about a paragraph, if that.

Help?

@Mistress Dizzy

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Ryoma suggested going back to the practice building for resources and to trick the ice monster into looking around more for them since its behind where its located, the practice building is located parallel to the classroom building and its where most of the character's started out in. That's the ic reason why, but the meta reason why is that that's where the rest of the characters at the school are located from what I can gather and I have a feeling all the groups should start grouping up together to get out.

Sorry, if that last post was hard to follow I was a bit sick and tired and it wasn't one of my better post I feel because of it, but i hope this clear things up.

@Bornlucky

Uchima Senior High - A Hallway, 2nd Floor, Classroom Building???

Ai nodded as firmly as she could. She still seemed to tremble slightly in the fear at the thought of fighting that creature of ice they had just barely escaped from, but she was putting her faith in Ryoma's plan.

"Let's hope there aren't any more monsters," she chirped, trying to add a bit more levity into things.

She scratched the back of her head, shooting the brightest smile she could at her two companions as she followed them.

If they were to head down the stairs, they would emerge into an empty hallway, similar to the one that they had just left. The world was still a dull monotone of grey, black and white, and deep crimson liquid streaked across the bleak walls. However, there was one difference that stuck out, a something that was present in this hallway that wasn't in the one on the floor above.

Of the classroom doors that sat against the walls, the ones that none had sought to enter, one near the far end was barricaded, a plank of wood holding the locks shut.

This was the last post involving that trio. I moved us downstairs as suggested.

There's stuff here, yes.

War Notes

@KoL

TZI TI'AMTUM

With an excellent meal finished and the night passed in the comfortable beds of the village, it was no wonder that Tzi Ti'amtum woke up incredibly refreshed for the day ahead of him. His blood was pumping in anticipation of a chance of a good tussle with a monster, and the Cap's short speech only served to motivate him even further. A shiny new medal too! This was a serious opportunity for profit that they'd be given, especially with the Princess tagging along too!

With the Captain leaving them to their own devices, however, said member of royalty immediately took the reins in giving them another quick speech, one that Tzi focused on 100%, his arms crossed in front of his shirtless torso as he took in her words with the utmost of seriousness. She was definitely not what he'd expected from the biggest of bigwigs. He'd always thought they'd be more scary and intimidating, but the girl in front of them didn't seem like that anymore. Not when she wasn't using that hoity talk from earlier.

So that meant he probably wouldn't get smited bad if he took her up on her offer then!

"Fine by me, Ires," said Tzi with a grin, holding a thumbs-up of approval in the Princess' direction. If she said it was okay for them to be on first-name basis with one another, then he'd listen to what Her Imperial Highness wanted.

Besides, less worry of stumbling over formalities or whatever. It got a tad hard for him to wrap his head around sometimes.

And so their march began, one that the tall young man definitely enjoyed. It wasn't like he had just gotten off the islands or anything, but the sheer diversity of environments on the mainland were so exciting to see. Joining up with the Military Academy was definitely the right choice if he could see all this stuff. You couldn't get this much fun just by hanging around the docks and fighting folks, even if that was pretty entertaining too.

"Hey," he said as they finally stopped at their destination, crouching down next to where Viola was unpacking. "Need any help with that? And -"

This time, his question was directed towards the rest of the group.

"- think we should split up and grab water and wood first, or do that voting thing?"

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Gratia Mindaro - Behind the Café

"Pay her back by staying safe."

Gratia Mindaro gently removed her hand from the pale, shaking grasp of her friend. There was more that needed to be said, to be properly addressed rather than left to fucking rot at the wayside, but there was nothing further that could be done right now. As much as it pained her, she couldn't keep pushing now. One goal had been already been accomplished. She could still handle the rest at a later date.

"You're not okay," she continued, her onyx eyes seeming to stare quietly at Nuit. "But you will recover."

She would make sure of it.

"Go take care of whatever bullshit you have now. But we will be going over your options."

War Notes

Tzi is a solid bloke with a good head on his shoulders despite running around with no depth perception despite the fact he could easily take the eyepatch off and use both eyes.

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Gratia Mindaro - Behind the Café

"Your choices are yours and yours alone."

She glanced minutely at her pale hand, now held within her friend's grasp, before returning her gaze once more to Nuit's eyes.

"And the responsibility that they bring with them ... also falls upon you alone."

There was nobody else walking the same path. There would be nobody else. There could never be anyone else. Nuit's journey was as different from her's as Gratia's was from an insect's.

"The guilt over that bitch's death. That is yours. The choice to snuff out her life. That was yours. That responsibility is part of you now. You'll never fucking escape it. And it'll determine how you choose to live from now on."

Her expression remained as composed as ever.

"The choices you make ... they need to be the ones you truly cannot regret."

Because they would forever be the burden upon one's shoulders.

Gratia Mindaro did not believe her friend to be capable of making any of those choices.

Not now.

Not like this.

What good were one's choices if they couldn't even fucking think properly?

"When today is done, we'll find you a shrink."

Bianca Nuit couldn't rely on someone else's wings forever.

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Gratia Mindaro - Behind the Café

"Make sure of it."

Her grip had lessened, but Gratia Mindaro still refused to let go, her onyx eyes staring deeply into her friend's.

"Stop chasing after the illusion," she said finally, yet the intensity in her measured tones had lessened considerably. "That normalcy you seek will never amount to fucking anything."

Not after everything that had happened to Nuit. Not after every irritating piece of bullshit that had attached themselves to the birdbrain's life. With the pain that her friend had suffered in such a short amount of time, the presence of a mere one man would do nothing to heal those wounds. No matter how hard one wished.

Her hand finally let go.

Gratia Mindaro's voice was quiet.

"There was no wrong in wanting that bitch dead," was the ponytail-wearing girl's soft declaration. "There was no wrong in choosing to kill her."

That had been Nuit's choice alone. To kill was to take responsibility of someone else's life.

"But ... do you regret it?"

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Gratia Mindaro - Behind the Café

"I care."