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Anyone planning on throwing up a post soon? I'm a little reluctant to edit mine so some action can come around, though that's more of a last resort sort of thing.
Posted something, yay. Amaranth hates Sin's sword for some reason. Stuff.
Before Amaranth knew it, the energetic one had bounced right over to her. She stopped suddenly, surprised at the abrupt, whirling presence that was Anthony. He skidded in front of her weapon and began inspecting it fervently. Amaranth was not bothered so much, but the boy had a certain... quality to him. The only thing she thought at the time is that he was extremely annoying. Her grip tightened on her halberd, and one of her eyebrows started twitching.
"Oooooo, it's a halberd! Asian decent... China! Definitely China! Just think of the damage this thing could do on a Lupus or even a Feras... Now that's something!" He rambled to himself with Amaranth standing there, looking quite irritated. As soon as he had come, he dashed off once again, towards the sword-man she had seen earlier, peeking around at the sword on his back. This time, Amaranth got a closer look.
The sword itself seemed to be rather plain, yet omnious, made out of a strange, dark metal, with barbed wire around the hilt. It made her shudder looking at it. She hated barbed wire. There was no visible sheathe for it, and instead, it remained chained on the man's back by shadowy, black chains. A chill ran down Amaranth's spine as the mere presence of the sword brought back memories she would have... preferred not to remember. Her face contorted into a frown.
"Disgusting," she muttered, hatred dripping from her voice, eyes transfixed on the sword. "Absolutely disgusting."
The energetic one's voice, however, snapped her out of her anger-fueled stupor. She saw him reaching out for it eagerly, a finger extended towards the umbral blade, almost grabbing for it like a small, greedy child. While she would have normally stopped the boy from touching it, she was intrigued as to the result. What would it do? She kept walking, but slowly, her eyes kept on the two.
"Oooooo, it's a halberd! Asian decent... China! Definitely China! Just think of the damage this thing could do on a Lupus or even a Feras... Now that's something!" He rambled to himself with Amaranth standing there, looking quite irritated. As soon as he had come, he dashed off once again, towards the sword-man she had seen earlier, peeking around at the sword on his back. This time, Amaranth got a closer look.
The sword itself seemed to be rather plain, yet omnious, made out of a strange, dark metal, with barbed wire around the hilt. It made her shudder looking at it. She hated barbed wire. There was no visible sheathe for it, and instead, it remained chained on the man's back by shadowy, black chains. A chill ran down Amaranth's spine as the mere presence of the sword brought back memories she would have... preferred not to remember. Her face contorted into a frown.
"Disgusting," she muttered, hatred dripping from her voice, eyes transfixed on the sword. "Absolutely disgusting."
The energetic one's voice, however, snapped her out of her anger-fueled stupor. She saw him reaching out for it eagerly, a finger extended towards the umbral blade, almost grabbing for it like a small, greedy child. While she would have normally stopped the boy from touching it, she was intrigued as to the result. What would it do? She kept walking, but slowly, her eyes kept on the two.
Delay on the post on my part, sorry, it'll come within the next few days.
I'll have something up tomorrow, currently distracted with video games as usual haha.
No worries, just need to get things moving.
Yeah, why have there been no posts? I had high hopes for this RP :(
Seriously though, if you can't post for a while, just tell us so we know.
Seriously though, if you can't post for a while, just tell us so we know.
Got something up, yay! Described Fortitudo City a bit more, sort of how I imagined it. I hope it isn't a problem.
The jolt of the helicopter landing startled Amaranth from her brief nap. The incessant rumbling of the engines had stopped, and light poured in from the exit where soon-to-be classmates where eagerly exiting the metal confines of the helicopter into the bright afternoon. She had completely slept through the introduction briefing, the person sitting next to her told her, though she was almost certain that she didn't miss anything. She would find out soon, anyway. Amaranth was one of the last to exit. Rubbing her eyes, she squinted at the bright sunlight, shielding her face. Blinking the residual dots away from her vision, she gazed out over the city.
Old but strong buildings, constructed from brick and terracotta were almost everywhere the eye could see, plants on rooftops and in beds peppering the landscape. The city's river wound its way through the middle, surprisingly pure for its location. It was a clear day, but the breeze was strong up where the students had landed. Amaranth pulled her vision to the imposing school in front of her. She began to walk, and met a few intimidated gazes, no doubt from her towering over them with her height. She started to pay a little more attention to more of the students, and noticed one, a boy maybe slightly younger than her (definitely shorter), eagerly darting around from bewildered person to bewildered person, inspect what weaponry they had with child-like enthusiasm. Amaranth shrugged, and kept walking. She quickly summoned her guan dao, the air rippling around where it materialized. She continued on her path, only stopping to look at another guy's sword, chained to his back with inky binds. The doors of the school loomed before her, and Amaranth entered them without hesitating, eagerly awaiting what was in store for her.
Old but strong buildings, constructed from brick and terracotta were almost everywhere the eye could see, plants on rooftops and in beds peppering the landscape. The city's river wound its way through the middle, surprisingly pure for its location. It was a clear day, but the breeze was strong up where the students had landed. Amaranth pulled her vision to the imposing school in front of her. She began to walk, and met a few intimidated gazes, no doubt from her towering over them with her height. She started to pay a little more attention to more of the students, and noticed one, a boy maybe slightly younger than her (definitely shorter), eagerly darting around from bewildered person to bewildered person, inspect what weaponry they had with child-like enthusiasm. Amaranth shrugged, and kept walking. She quickly summoned her guan dao, the air rippling around where it materialized. She continued on her path, only stopping to look at another guy's sword, chained to his back with inky binds. The doors of the school loomed before her, and Amaranth entered them without hesitating, eagerly awaiting what was in store for her.
I'll get something up tomorrow hopefully, sorry for delays.
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