Forsythe

RWBY Grim Dawn

Mikoto - On the way to the hangar

"Perhaps I am naive. Or maybe, I have the correct mindset and you are all grim. If we live long enough to see this war end, we shall see who was right." Mikoto smiled as they headed out the door. "Heh, maybe somewhere down the line I could, but I don'T know if I'd even like such position. Needless to say I am hopelessly unqualified for it at the moment. And we need to win this, or none of us is going to be running anything. There's no space to stroke egos here."

They came into the organized chaos that was called a hangar. Immediately someone in an orange jumpsuit nearly rammed into the swan, trying to get ammo from one place to another. The birdbrain didn't quite understand what half of the hardware was for, but she could spot differences easily enough - from the custom paint jobs to - "Are those flamers?" she asked, looking at the closest 290 that had several tanks on it's back that piped into jets mounted on the 'wrists'.

"Indeed." said the pilot, jumping down from the cockpit where they were fixing some wires. "Built them myself. Won't do any good against a Mistralese airship, but the grimm do burn good I say."

Mikoto couldn't help but agree. "Quite." she nodded, her right hand brushing against Emperor's grip, while she raised her left and a ball of fire came to life in it. Mikoto thrown it towards the 290 with a whisper of a spell, causing the fire to spill over the nameplate the pilot drawn and make the letters seem burning.

The pilot Oohed and Aahed for a little while before tossing her arms around the swan, rapid-firing thank yous. Mikoto sent her off with a pat on the head and rejoined Odell. "Good grief, I though I was a couple of yours too young here. she couldn't have been more than seventeen. These are terrible times."

Shortly after, someone else caught up to them and asked her pretty much the same question. She sighed. "Why is it always 'Durr, Are you really the princess?'-" She said in a 'dumb youtube commenter' voice, "-and never 'Hello, you have amazing eyes.' or something like that?" turning around, her eyes fell on a very strange looking fellow. But alas, she shouldn't let appearances cause prejudices. "Yes, that would be me. Kage Mikoto." she said, offering her hand again. "Have we met? Can I help you?"

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@LarayiaHunter

they do not plan any plot, they just spam some weird IC/OOC hybrid :D

RWBY Grim Dawn

Mikoto - Briefing room

Mikoto was disgusted, but not at all surprised by the show outside the door. This was a place where humans and faunus came to work together, and for the most part it worked. So why would they let in someone form the 'fang to invite trouble was beyond her. That group was the antithesis to what was supposed to be happening here. Of course, the faunus had the right to be angry, but escalating conflict - on a world with monsters that fed on negative emotions! - was insanity.

One stern talk later, the group seemed to settle down into grudging brooding and cold stares with the 'CO' trying to inform them about their task. Mikoto's pride was bleeding when she heard they were to be mere support for armored units, but her logical part eventually won out, arguing that for a trial run that was the best option. Glory can come later, when they would be sure none of them would stab another in the back.

She was about to go and find the unit they were to support to have a chat with the grunts, but to her surprisingly raised eyebrow the designated commander came to her. Of course, she could have by now guess the first words that would flow out of his mouth - everyone always started the same if they knew who she was or could guess form her appearance. She looked Odell straight in the eyes and offered a hand: "Mikoto. I don't believe we've had the pleasure."

Her eyes left his, the red irises having gazed long enough straight into his soul and ticked over the assembly in the room. "How many rich girls have you met?" she asked, nodding her head towards one other person in the room. "There's another, she may not look the part on the first glance, but you have a certain kind of charm coming from wealth even if you don't enjoy it's benefits too much. So, with the two of us, pray tell, how is it strange?" she smiled back at the commander.

"But, to answer your question, I grew up learning to fight. It's the way of life I chose. And when I can use it to do some good - well, here I am. Besides, I have royal blood and my family still takes care of good part of Vale. Even if I am merely an indirect successor to the throne of a now defunct monarchy, I still have duty to my people and I will uphold it, by the elements. Human, Faunus, I don't care what they look like. The Grimm threaten all of us, and I have the power to aid those in need, so I shall. Simple as that."

She nodded in the general direction of everyone else: "I do not envy you the task of keeping all of them focused on a common goal, but for what it's worth, as long as your and my ideals align, I shall aid you in any way I can, should you need it." Bouncing off of the wall, she straightened her jacket and brushed the paint that stuck to it off. "I was thinking about visiting the unit we'll be accompanying, care to join me?"

@Hypnoid

RWBY Grim Dawn

Mikoto - Beacon Fort

The swan was walking down the hall from her assigned quarters to the briefing room with a bit of a frown in her face. Ok. I get it. My name isn't very usual around here. But could you not mispronounce it over loudspeaker, kindly thank you? she thought bitterly, although when she came around the corner to see a group of soldiers she instantly put on a confident, warm smile. As she passed the group she saw one of them fumbling with a lighter.

Greeting them as she passed by, she snapped her fingers and the sergeant's cigarette lit up. "Thank you, your grace!" he called after her, making her snicker and wave at them regally. She wasn't familiar with the military tradition of callsigns, but she couldn't help but like hers.

Her stay so far has been good. Once she got her bearings she quickly fell into favor with the lower ranking soldiers. It was a nice change, seeing the officers lived a lot similar life that she did before coming here. She enjoyed one unit's poker games in particular, and they seemed to like her just for noticing them and learning all their names, something she found out some of the officers didn't bother with.

Apparently they finally saw it fit to send her out. Mikoto was feeling excited. She did well learning how to fight for about half of her life, and yes, they did some training that simulated real world environment, but by and large she has yet to employ her skill in actual combat. But alas, she was set on helping drive the Grimm back before they were all turned into their food - now that would be an ironic way for her to go.

as she walked into the room, her red eyes grew a little wider as she saw the people there, one in particular. Up until now, she was the only faunus with wings she has ever seen, and the caveman lookalikie in the room had the wings of a friggin dragon. Shaking it off, she greeted the others and moved to the side of the room to lean against the wall, waiting for something interesting to happen.

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*would like to apologize for posting garbage in characters tab, but his brain wasn't working after pulling two all nighters. Sorry.*

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Diamond - Hallways to range

Diamond noticed the drop in Ivy's mood. She could only imagine how horribly she must have felt reading those letters and records. She decided there and then that none of her children were ever allowed anywhere near a hunting academy. She lost plenty people and she doubted Cobalt was the last, there was no need to add one's own family to it. Giving Ivy an encouraging pat on the back, she put on her bast bullshitting smile: "Come on, he will be fine. I'm sure seeing you will make her forget all about the bad stuff, she has an attention span like that."

"Now, where would she be hiding..." she grumbled for herself, fishing her scroll and firing up the socializing app Emerald roped her into. If one needed to find her, that was the place to look, as Emmy liked to post just about anything on there, from what she ate to how she thrown paper planes in class. "ah! She'd be at the range, something about... Rockets?" Diamond raised her eyebrows, smelling danger in the cocktail composed of Emerald Felicia and rockets. She shot a message to Oswald in case he wanted to join them later.

"Right this way!" the ex-thief told the elder faunus and lead the way.

As they approached the range, frantic explosions could be heard from good distance away. When the racket subsided, Diamond cleared her throat to draw attention: "Hey, Kitten! Someone wants to see you!"

@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN@Abillioncats

RWBY Grim Dawn

*nevermind*

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Diamond - Hallways

As Emerald's mom gave Diamond a once over, she could see recognition drawing on her face. "Yeah, that would be me. It is very nice to meet you!" Diamond greeted, her eyes ticking back and forth between Ivy's eyes and the offered cookie. That had to be a trap, Diamodn was sure of it. No one ever gave her something for free, all gifts come with strings attached. It smells heaaaavenly though! "Thank you!" she mumbled before taking the sweet.

"I'm actually on my way to find Emmy, if you would like to join me?" she asked one cookie later. Her face fell into a grimace shortly after. "No, we're not. Emerald suffered some cuts she'll have scars to prove, and for a short while ishe was poisoned. Fortunately we had a teacher on hand with knowledge of how to counter it quickly. Other than the scars she should make a full recovery with no lasting effect, but... It's not the bodies I am worried about. She isn't sleeping well, I hope you can help her, because I am at my wits' end. To top it all off, now I have to tell her our team leader got arrested." she sighed.

"Well, shall we?" she asked, her arm hinting the direction.

@ABillionCats

RWBY Grim Dawn

Odell's looks are kinda...

...this.

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@Forsythe So it went from control of shadows to coating her body? Just so I have the details right.

@Prince of Seraphs

It'S more of a becoming the shadow issue than getting coated with it. Aside from making her somewhat more durable, when in full control Diamond could behave like a shadow - flatten herself against a wall, extend her limbs like when you shine light on something form the side and the like. Think of it as becoming the tool rather than creating it. Other than that it's exactly the same as before.