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Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

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Henry

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As the chaos brought by the Noble Arm passes Henry begins to relax his body. He lets out a relieved sigh, still holding a smile towards Hailey. The momentary reprieve didn't last long as Henry could fill her still shivering from the incident. He pulled her slightly closer to show he was still there.

I”I-I believe you, Henry… b-but… it’s always there...”

@Landaus Five-One

He could only listen calmly as she reveals that this… fear… never truly seems to go away. The thought of living with such a crippling pain stung and tightened his chest. He couldn't show the grimace of his heart to her when she was so vulnerable. Hailey smiled at Henry as she thanked him. At this point he was making direct eye contact with her the entire time and like a storm he could see coming from deep inside of her heart. Preparing for this Henry put his hand behind her head and pulled her into his chest. What he heard sent chills down his back. Why… These words echoed through Henry's mind. The idea of throwing out your kid like that enraged him to no end. He couldn't accept that. Henry's heart was sent aflame with anger over a person he didn't even know. He had to hide it for now, she still needed comfort and these emotions are nothing compared to the living hell she goes through. Henry just gently caressed the back of her head to help calm her down the best he could.

She seemed to recompose herself after the PTSD like experience. Henry knew those words weren't meant for him to know. However now that he does he made a promise to himself that he would never betray her as her confidant. Hailey thanked him again and now confirmed Henry's thoughts that this was her Noble Arm. A Noble Arm that would cause such grieve to their user was unheard of to Henry. But all those inquiries were shoved to the wayside as Henry needed to make this clear. With a quiet but clear voice Henry spoke "I don't know your full situation or how I can help but what I do know is that I want to be there and help. Would you have me as your friend?" Henry learned at a young age from his father that when you feel this strongly you need to be direct.

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

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Henry

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Henry felt relieved that Hailey would let him try and comfort her. The sprinting hug was a surprise though. Although it caught him off guard, Henry wouldn't be pushed down by someone her size jumping on him. Henry took her charge full force and wrapped his arms around her, doing his best to make her feel comfortable. As he held her, he couldn't help but thank himself for taking a shower. Henry just said "it's okay" a common thing anyone says to someone in need.

However things got scary as Henry could feel her get more scared as he held her. At first she said stop it and Henry loosened his hold on her. She still seemed to be latched on so Henry was momentarily confused. That is when the sudden drop in temperature hit. Out of instinct he pulled Hailey close again, looking around for what could be causing the phenomenon. Not being able to figure it out, Henry pulls Hailey and himself to the floor, holding her more securely than before. "It's going to be okay" Henry said to her trying to calm her down. Hailey spoke again this time she seemed to speak to her Noble Arm. The phenomenon seemed to calm down after her plea. Henry could only hold her as he realized the pain her Noble Arm must put her through. "Your alright now, it's going to be alright"

_{@Landaus Five-One}

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

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Henry

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A small bit of time passed between asking and him getting an answer. Much to Henry's surprise, Oscar was the one to answer him. It was a pleasant surprise to say the least as Henry hasn't spoken to anyone in German since he got here. It felt like a weight had been off of Henry. Not only was the one he could now speak his native tongue to his was his teammate but also someone Henry knew was a good guy. With a more cheerful voice, Henry said "Thank you" to Oscar, still in his native tongue.
_{@Th3King0fChaos}

To think things couldn't get better for Henry as a small in comparison girl approached. Henry dove into his memories as she approached trying to remember her name. His memory didn't fail him like it did with Oscar this time. This was Hailey speaking to him. "Hello" he said to Hailey with a smile. As Henry listened to Hailey speak he started to pay closer attention to her mannerism. Her slight shaking, the puffy eyes, her scared tone all made Henry more concerned for her. Henry continued to smile at her like nothing was wrong to not worry her more so. Henry did let out a small laugh as she said he was intimidating. He scratched the back of his head "I get that a lot actually" as he continued to chuckle at that. Once she left, Henry slowly made his walk over to Oscar and Jordan.

Her scared demeanor has struck something in Henry as he began to reminisce of the bullying his younger siblings had to go through. Henry would come to see them looking devoid of feeling or sometimes just crying. All he could do for them was hold them and help out in the moment. He could never fix the issues but just watching them suffer without trying to help would kill Henry. Those feelings rose into Henry's chest as he walked away from her. Henry tried to suppress his emotions, using the fact he didn't know her that well as an excuse. Finally he couldn't bear the thought of seeing someone so visibly shaken and leaving them without offering the only comfort he knew how to give.

He turned on his heels and began to walk over to Hailey. She was jogging so he just predicted where they would meet up at his walking pace. Henry called out to Hailey "Hailey", Henry's stoic features softened to a warm smile as he extended his arms out towards her "Do you need a hug?" Although it sounded like a question, Henry's outstretched arms and soft smile made it evident that he believed Hailey needed one. Henry hoped so much that she would take it up, recalling how much it hurts to keep your pains to yourself.
_{@Landaus Five-One}

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Henry

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The jog over to the gym was honestly what Henry needed to start to unwind. After spending a few years training he learned to make exercising his stress relieve. However it seemed that with his classes straining him more than usual, the stress was mounting quicker then Henry could dissipate it. It felt nice to break up his usual cycle of translating during lunch.

Henry stopped his jogging and pulled out his phone as he approached the gym. "I need to put a reminder to translate my notes when I get home" Henry spoke aloud, he had a habit of saying what he types on his phone. The habit worsened as he started to translate more frequently.

As Henry entered the Gym he saw most of the people sitting on the benches and a girl running laps. Henry, still being a bit drained, thought that you had to do laps before you could sit. I guess that makes sense as he rubbed his chin like he just solved a mystery. With that Henry began to start running laps. It occurred to him in his 2nd lap he didn't know how much he actually needed to run. Asking in English was out of the option for Henry as the thought of thinking of language was aggravating for him at the moment. He was stuck in a loop of wanting to ask and not wanting to think. Eventually he just projected his voice toward Mr. Cinter "How many laps do I have left?" in German. He didn't know if Mr. Cinter, or anyone in the gym, knew German. He prayed that someone in the gym would answer or he might just keep running laps until lunch was over.

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Henry

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Since coming to Trinidad Academy, Henry has been struggling academically. Henry spoke German and learned French. His mother told him he should have learned English but for some reason that he cannot remember why exactly he chose to study French. Well, whatever the reason it didn't matter much because he was paying it in full right now. Mr. Jones' class was truly the worst for him as it was a long lecture in 2 languages he didn't understand. If Mr. Jones' class was structured as, I don't know, a book, then he might be able to have found an online German version of it. But no, Mr. Jones was always excited to teach so just getting the job done wasn't enough. The end of class was accompanied by the usual headache Henry would get. With the small break in between classes, Henry would take the time to continue translating his notes. The cycle essentially repeated until lunch. Henry was already near burnt out. Luckily, Henry originally put his math and sciences at the end of the day because they were his favorites. Now science was just as bad as history but he still had math and honestly that was the only thing he looked forward to.

As lunch began Henry was already beginning to succumb to mental fatigue. He rubbed his forehead as he was coming to realize how badly he needed a tutor for either language. I'll start asking around when I don't feel like dying Henry thought as he entered the cafeteria. He was slightly ignoring his surroundings while he got lunch. That was until his phone vibrated. He pulled it out quickly hoping it was something that might ease his pains. After some more translating a light smile appeared on Henry as this is just what he needed to get his mind off of school, even if it is only for a bit. Henry ate his food quickly and started to head over, forgetting to send a text telling them he was coming.

Henry decided he should take a quick shower at the dorms first. Sharing a bathroom with 6 siblings had taught him how to get out pretty quickly. As he showered he used the 5 minutes to reflect a little on why he had been chosen to protect the senators. He thought it might have been his large size or the fact he wouldn't be able to understand what they were saying. Whatever the reason, Henry already said he would guard them on their visit and he plans on following through on his promises. Feeling less fatigued after the shower, Henry rushed over to the gym in a jog. Henry was looking forward to the meet up.

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

Frederick Jones

Appearance

Height: 5'10 | Weight: 170 lbs.

Name: Fredrick Jones

Age: 45

Nationality: American

Noble Arm Name & Appearance: Blue Quill

Blue Quill

Noble Arm Rank: C

Noble Arm Type, Element, and Range: Melee; Spirit; Close-Range

Noble Arm Abilities:

Shared world: Fredrick can touch people with Blue Quill. Within 10 seconds of touching someone he can put them under either an individual or group illusion that he creates with his imagination. Before Fredrick can put someone under the influence of Shared World he must have said a key word in the last 10 seconds towards them or a group including them. The key word is also how any person under the effect can leave the shared world by saying the key word. A key word has to be a singular word. The illusion he can create is either programmed or he can enter the world with them and shape it there. The illusion can last up to 2 minutes if the participant isn't a willing participant. If they are a willing participant then it can last up to 3 hours. A participant can change their mind at any point if they are willing or not willing. Fredrick can show them anything he wants inside Shared world. He can simulate the senses in there as well. However there physical body will always remain unaffected by this. The illusion cast on someone, whether willing or not, is broken is they are hit in the real word with the force of a slap or more.

Personality: Frederick is inclined to be more introverted however teaching seems to be his way of expressing himself. He is quick to get wrapped up in a conversation on history. He doesn't like putting a huge wall between himself and his students. So it wouldn't be odd to see him playing his guitar before or in between classes.

Likes: Guitar, Teaching, Learning, Antiques, History, Debates, Games

Dislikes: Grading, Fighting, Entitlement

Fears: Failing when it matters

Bio:Born in Savannah, Georgia, Fredrick was raised by a loving family that was moderately well off. His father was a carpenter and general contractor. His father had Fredrick work with him on weekends and breaks. Fredrick enjoyed it but what he really enjoyed was making money from it. His father had got Fredrick into antiques. A weird interest at a young age but the past seemed to intrigue him and items from those times were ever interesting to the young man. He saved up money and got an antique pocket watch. Frankly it made him like a dick in middle school and high school, but honestly he didn't care.

During his sophomore year he was pretend sword fighting with his buddy Anthony during lunch. Anthony knocked the stick out of his hand and his noble arm just came out of nowhere. Honestly getting it was a bit of a hassle if he was being honest. He had to get registered and all that, random places were vying for his attention, and he was treated differently by some. He decided to ignore it for now and jump into his studies.

He received a full ride to Harvard and there he studied history and politics. It was during that time he began to mess with his noble arms. He realized it could create illusions out of his imagination. He found it as an excellent tool to help himself and others in studying, being able to literally replay lectures or show the abstract in real life. He decided he wanted to be a teacher at that point. He finished up college and trained to become a teacher. He taught at the University of Georgia for a few years when he got a job offer at Trinidad Academy. Frederick took the job opportunity in a heartbeat. He learned Filipino in about 8 months. Now he is there teaching history.

*Current Goal: Inspire people to follow their dreams

Student Rank: Staff

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Fredrick Jones

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Fredrick is sitting in the teacher lounge doing some final prep work for class. The printer was being used up all day by the chemistry teacher. A little annoying but it's fine. Once he got done printing out his handouts for today he played with Emily a little bit "Aren't you the cutest cat in the world?" as he pet her. About five minutes until class he started he grabbed his papers and Emily and began to walk to class, waving goodbye to the other teachers. He took his time getting there. Frankly, it was more fun if he saw how the class progressed if he wasn't there. It always seemed like students go out of their way to cause mischief when the teacher isn't around. As he entered he got exactly what he was expecting a little mischief here and there. Fredrick began setting up for the day, watching them to make sure it didn't go too far. Speak up about the blatant Homophobia? Or the amount of PDA Jeimseu and Pablo is showing? Oh Kasumi breaking them up, that's good. As he went back to setting up, he listened in to what they were saying and the elitism she gave off was enough to make Fredrick eyes roll. Well at least it broke up without me having to get involved. Then Vane started looking for a fight with Kim. Oh for fuck sake please hold yourself back Vane. Oh he is now teasing Kasumi. You know what I'm fine with this, better than them fighting in here. Fredrick was thankful Nikolay tried to talk down Kim peacefully was a nice change of pace, refreshing actually. He gets the laser pointer today, looking at Nikolay. Alright, enough fooling around, it's time to start class.

Fredrick gores and taps his knuckles on the whiteboard to start gathering attention, "Alright everyone get to your seats so we can start." Fredrick looked at Jeimseu, "Also new rule, laps may only be considered seats if you are doing a partner project." Honestly Fredrick only cared because he believed that it would be to distracting for them to do that all class. Fredrick gave the students a minute to get settled then he walked to Nikolay placing the laser pointer on his desk "You get to use this to play with Emily today." with that he walked back to his desk and stretched a little. It felt like so much just happened in a few minutes. "So today Filipino senator Aquino and Senator Gutoc will be coming to the academy, so please be on your best behaviour for them. And with that I think we can start the class. Where we last left off we were discussing…” Frederick continued his lecture for the entire class period, only having 3 minutes before the bell. Completely forgetting to hand out the homework he dismisses the class a little early as he rushes off to get some water preparing for the next class.

@WindsOfFate@BigPapaBelial@Th3King0fChaos@Not Fungus@Letter Bee@The Man Emperor

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

Here is my Homeroom teacher @Letter Bee

Frederick Jones

Appearance

Height: 5'10 | Weight: 170 lbs.

Name: Fredrick Jones

Age: 45

Nationality: American

Noble Arm Name & Appearance: Blue Quill

Blue Quill

Noble Arm Rank: C

Noble Arm Type, Element, and Range: Melee; Spirit; Close-Range

Noble Arm Abilities:

Shared world: Fredrick can touch people with Blue Quill. Within 10 seconds of touching someone he can put them under either an individual or group illusion that he creates with his imagination. Before Fredrick can put someone under the influence of Shared World he must have said a key word in the last 10 seconds towards them or a group including them. The key word is also how any person under the effect can leave the shared world by saying the key word. A key word has to be a singular word. The illusion he can create is either programmed or he can enter the world with them and shape it there. The illusion can last up to 2 minutes if the participant isn't a willing participant. If they are a willing participant then it can last up to 3 hours. A participant can change their mind at any point if they are willing or not willing. Fredrick can show them anything he wants inside Shared world. He can simulate the senses in there as well. However there physical body will always remain unaffected by this. The illusion cast on someone, whether willing or not, is broken is they are hit in the real word with the force of a slap or more.

Personality: Frederick is inclined to be more introverted however teaching seems to be his way of expressing himself. He is quick to get wrapped up in a conversation on history. He doesn't like putting a huge wall between himself and his students. So it wouldn't be odd to see him playing his guitar before or in between classes.

Likes: Guitar, Teaching, Learning, Antiques, History, Debates, Games

Dislikes: Grading, Fighting, Entitlement

Fears: Failing when it matters

Bio:Born in Savannah, Georgia, Fredrick was raised by a loving family that was moderately well off. His father was a carpenter and general contractor. His father had Fredrick work with him on weekends and breaks. Fredrick enjoyed it but what he really enjoyed was making money from it. His father had got Fredrick into antiques. A weird interest at a young age but the past seemed to intrigue him and items from those times were ever interesting to the young man. He saved up money and got an antique pocket watch. Frankly it made him like a dick in middle school and high school, but honestly he didn't care.

During his sophomore year he was pretend sword fighting with his buddy Anthony during lunch. Anthony knocked the stick out of his hand and his noble arm just came out of nowhere. Honestly getting it was a bit of a hassle if he was being honest. He had to get registered and all that, random places were vying for his attention, and he was treated differently by some. He decided to ignore it for now and jump into his studies.

He received a full ride to Harvard and there he studied history and politics. It was during that time he began to mess with his noble arms. He realized it could create illusions out of his imagination. He found it as an excellent tool to help himself and others in studying, being able to literally replay lectures or show the abstract in real life. He decided he wanted to be a teacher at that point. He finished up college and trained to become a teacher. He taught at the University of Georgia for a few years when he got a job offer at Trinidad Academy. Frederick took the job opportunity in a heartbeat. He learned Filipino in about 8 months. Now he is there teaching history.

*Current Goal: Inspire people to follow their dreams

Student Rank: Staff

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

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Henry

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Hanna taking the towel made Henry feel a little more relaxed. Henry began to rise from his knee. Frankly, he was happy the girl didn't seem to have been freighted by him running up on her and Oscar. Henry started to wonder why they would be bullying this girl knowing fully well that it usually comes from a place of self-inferiority. Well Henry was just happy he could provide some kind of help.

"I'll return your towel later. I'm sorry but I think I'll need to borrow it for awhile." the girl said to Henry.

"No problem." Henry replied to the girl. It made Henry a little happy that he will most likely get his towel back.

As she bought out her card he was reaffirmed that he would get his towel back, simple things like this is what made his day usually so he was pretty stoked for it all things considered. As he looked at the card she handed to him he discovered her name was Hanna. He read the rank but it didn't really register what that meant at the time. What did register was her class was number. Alright, if I don't get my towel back in a week I'll go by and ask for it back. Henry waves Hanna off as she leaves. Henry is hoping he helped make her day a little better.

With that it was time to go to class. With helping Hanna out Henry and Oscar didn't have much time left. Oscar asked Henry if he wanted to jog to class. It was a good idea but he wasn't sure if they would make it. Henry shook his head in agreeance and grabbed Oscar, putting him over his shoulder. Just then he saw Nikolay he heard his half heartedly as he somewhat interrupted him saying "Got to go" as he sprints past activating Jahreszeiten Wechseln in its Spring configuration. Henry increased himself to run faster. Dashing through the hallway him and Oscar rushed through the people still in the halls. Henry makes a sharp turn into the classroom and puts down Oscar while deactivating his noble arm. He heads over to his seat away from people today because he knows he must smell even worse now. At least they made it.

Mage Guild Type of thing

Hey if there is room I would be up for joining.