Knight of Doom — Roleplayer Guild

"Welcome to Tiny Snowflake Restaurant," Amaya smiled sweetly at the couple who had just entered. It was quite a busy night. "Just you two?" Dreamy glances, and a flirtatious smiles were exchanges between the two. Eventually a breathy "Yea," left the female's ruby red lips. Continuing to smile brightly, Amaya recited her usual script. "The follow me to your seats," The two, arm in arm, followed her to a small table with two seats near a window. "Here you are," The waitress placed the menu in front of the two seats as the couple finally separated to sit in their respective seats, only to connect back together over the top of the table. "Is there anything I can get you for a drink?" Amaya asked, poising her pen over her notepad. "We'll both have a water," The male spared a glance at the waiting waitress. Amaya scribbled the order down quickly onto the notepad. "Alright, well, I'll be back to take your order in a minute." "Ah, wait." The guy called out to her as she turned away. "We know what we want to order," Amaya raised an eyebrow, before catching her rude behaviour and resuming her friendly personality. "So what'll it be?" She asked returning her pen to the pad. "We'll have the Traditional Japanese Sweets platter," He requested. Again, Amaya wrote on her pad. "Will that be all?" "Yes please," He smiled in thanks. Amaya removed their untouched menus and returned to the back of the restaurant. 

As she waited for the order to get done. Nick Weston's voice came on the radio. Yet another mention of her. Jeez, there have to be at least 10,000 other females in this city, can't he pick another one to talk about? Though she had to admit, while she has never met the guy before he must one hell of a smooth talker. Also, speaking of Aoi Iwata, many couples at the restaurant were going to see her show after their visit (Including the over attached couple). Amaya kinda envied the famous female. Aoi was really pretty, and was also very successful. If she had a chance at fame and fortune, Amaya would take it. But the chances of that happening are slim to none. "Order number 34!" The chef called out. Amaya rushed over to grab the platter and went over to serve the couple their desserts. Her face hurt from smiling so much. Luckily she only had a half hour until her shift ended. The kimono clad female wondered what she should do after she got done with work. Hmm, well, she better not extend herself. It's been awhile since she's been out and about. So it's best to go home after this.

Nor and Tsukiko

 The pale faunus groaned into the branch as he continued to try and reset his arm, an audible popping noise signaling it replacement. However it was mostly drowned out by the profanity streaming forth from Nor as he bit through the branch in his mouth. Spitting out rather unpleasant looking mixture of saliva, blood, and few teeth as well, he gingerly took his arm out from between the wood, taking a few deep breaths before flexing his hand, testing the arm.

Tsuki brushed off all the dirt clinging to her. There wasn't much she could do to get all the leaves out of her hair, but that wasn't important. What she needed to do was find a competent partner. So, she perked her ears up and listened to the noises around her. There was a squirrel at 3 o'clock, about 10 meters away. Not really what she was looking for. Tsuki twitched her right ear in annoyance. Wait. Closing her eyes,she focused on a string of sounds coming from the same organism. She couldn't make out what it saying, but she followed it nonetheless. Opening her eyes she turned to 10 o'clock, and took off. It was a ways away, almost out of her hearing range which meant they had to be around 75 meters away. 

When she was drawing near, she burst into a clearing. At the edge was a male spitting out curses, teeth, and body fluids. Not exactly a great first impression. Though, she could still bail now. On second thought, it might not be a good idea. As far as Tsuki could tell, there wasn't anyone else for a good distance. Besides, that sprint to this location had been enough work for her. Hopefully this guy wouldn't be a huge let down. "Bad landing, huh?" Tsuki called out with a smirk on her face. 

Nor narrowed his eyes as he realized he now had an audience. "Oh no I thought it went rather well," the shark responded, pausing a moment as he put almost his entire hand in his mouth, wiggling the appendage around a bit before taking it back with a jerk, one last loose tooth held between his thumb and index finger, "I always enjoy crashing through a tree, makes sure I'm the center of attention," a thick layer of sarcasm coming through. 

He rotated the shoulder for a moment as he looked around, getting rid of the aches still lingering and searching the ground as he did so. With a soft grunt of satisfaction, he retrieved his mask from the forest floor before turning back to the newcomer. "I suppose this means we're partners, based on what they said before they treated us like ammo," he offered casually, giving his audience a once over, noting the traits marking her a Faunus as well. Well that'd make things easier at least. 

"Yup, I suppose we are," Tsuki sighed. Okay the tooth thing was a bit unnerving, strike that, his whole jaw and mouth area was a bit gruesome. But, maybe she could get used to it? Oh well, no turning back now. "During your graceful descent down did you manage to see anything useful? Like which way is North, or where exactly these ruins are? I was the one who found you, so maybe you should start putting more effort into the team rather than sitting there spitting sassy comments and teeth." The faunus raised an eyebrow. "Or maybe we could sit here and wait for a creature of Grimm to come around and eat us. At least that'd be fun." She pushed off the tree and walked toward the bruised and battered boy. "The name's Tsukiko Baise, by the way." She extended her hand out in a friendly matter. Might as well get along if they were going to fight together for four years. 

Nor went to take her hand before retracting his own again, grimacing at the bits of blood, saliva, and wood pulp, wiping the appendage off on the leg of his wetsuit. "How about we skip the handshake, name’s Nor," he said, seeming a bit distracted as he looked around the clearing, "I don't suppose you saaaaw-" He trailed off as he suddenly broke away, running over to tree that had been recently splintered. Hanging from the trunk by a few strands of bark and digging through the mess, he reappeared triumphantly, covered in leaves and hoisting the massive mace from the wreckage. 

"Sorry, got a little distracted, luckily Jet usually leaves a trail wherever he goes," he said, a bit of the earlier tension leaving as he held the mace on his shoulder, using the other to replace his mask. While it had been covered up quick enough, he'd seen the familiar cringe when she'd seen his teeth, and figured things would go smoother with the mask. 

"But as for your earlier question, I can be helpful even if I'm being 'sassy'," he said as he looked up for a moment, seeming to search for something, before walking off while opening a panel on Jet Streams handle and fiddling with the mechanics for a moment. "Might want to hurry along, I doubt it'll take the Grimm long to get here if you found me, and I'd rather not be the last pair there picking up the scraps," his voice coming out strange as it now filtered through the mask. 

Tsuki followed Nor through the forest. She didn't exactly trust him, but under these circumstances, she didn't really have a choice. Though, she was rather grateful for the gas mask. Not to be rude, but his facial features didn't exactly sit well with the tigress. "You're right, the faster we get there the better. We don't even know if we're timed or if there are enough relics for everyone. Well, it wasn't explicitly stated anyways."

Tsuki's long powerful strides advanced her to her goal. A good amount of time had passed in silence as the two made their way through the thick woods. This is initiation, I need to focus. She pushed herself through cluttered branches, focusing on what she needed to do to please her audience. She wasn't much of a crowd pleaser, but this was her ticket to becoming a huntress. The distressed female's ear twitched. A noise. She suddenly stopped and held out an arm to signal Nor to stop. Then she held her index finger up to her lips. "Grimm," She muttered under her breath, loud enough for shark boy to hear. She finally looked over at him. "It's probably best if we try to avoid contact, but if it does end up getting ugly, the hit and run tactic would be best." She whispered, leaning in to him so that the beast wouldn't hear them. 

Nor stood silently after she spoke, eyes widening slightly as he continued to stare at Jet Stream while his hand continued to mess with its inner workings. With a few deft motions, the plate closed once more, a blue light pulsing along the lines of the weapon, readying the weapon in case of trouble. "Agreed, but I'd like to know what it is," he said as he reached through the brush blocking his view. "Chances are if you heard it, it may have heard us too, and I'd rather not have a Grimm start stalking us," he said in a hushed voice, eyes searching for a target. 

Nearby, a skittering sound can be heard in the trees as several flashes of red appear briefly in the leaves, a high pitched whine can be heard for a moment as the sky begins to darken, a single masked figure creeps down from a tree as the whine stops before vanishing once more into a bush. 

Tsuki wrapped her hand around Shuo. The cold metal in her hand brought a subtle reassurance. Carefully, as not to draw too much attention, she slipped the metal rod from it's holster on her back. The feline listened to the beast's movement, but something was off. "There's a pack of them," She breathed. Tsuki's mind sharply changed course. Her thoughts of the peanut gallery turned to the monsters around her, and her posture instantly improved. "Get ready,"

Nor nodded as he loosed the head of Jetstream, the ball falling to the ground with a thud and implanting a third of the way in before Nor's aura flared to life, the spiked orb lifting easily as he raised the chain. Brandishing the handle like club, he began swinging the ball in a languid circle, watching for signs of movement in the trees around them.. "You sure you're gonna be able to take these monkeys with that stick of yours," he said in a teasing manner, trying to diffuse any tension she might have. 

Once again in the shadows, several separate whining sounds can be heard as a larger of the beasts crawls forth from just beyond the clearing. Its eerily blank mask splits, revealing a mouth full of needle like teeth as the whine deepens to a wind-like howl, calling forth three of the smaller bipedal grimm, crawling on all limbs like apes. Unseen by Tsuki and Nor, a fifth crawls noiselessly from a tree behind them. 

"I'll be perfectly fine with Shuo. Watch your own back." Tsuki monotoned as her polearm mechanically clanked into it's full 5 foot form. Her usual laid back attitude had disappeared from sight. What stood in the faunus' place was a tiger, tensed up and ready to pounce. Slowly, Tsuki bent her legs and lowered her center of gravity. It was now or never. The tiger pounced on its prey, leaping into the air and bringing the metal rod directly down onto the creature's skull. 

Nor sighed inwardly as he watched her leap into the fray, taking his finger off the trigger. It'd probably be looked down on if he used anything that'd hurt the rather bipolar Faunus, so that ruled out most of his infusions. Looks like it was back to basics till he could get a clean shot. With that in mind he let the chain fly from his hand, aiming for one of the smaller targets not blocked by his new partner, tightening his grip to fire the barbed spike from the handle towards the tree line, aiming to get a higher vantage point. Despite the situation, a small smile formed under the mask, the familiar feeling of working together to take Grimm reminding him of past salvages. 

Just after Nor launches his chain, the Dhampir behind him creeps closer, lunging forward and latching onto his back with the barbed plates on its three fingered hands and feet. a sharp hiss comes forth as it attempts to wrap one hand around his throat. 
The larger grimm retreats and loud scurrying can be heard as the alpha makes its way into the treetop. After Tsuki strikes the first small dhampir, the thick armor on its head absorbs the blow and the beast grabs tightly onto the staff, pulling itself onto the weapon and clinging with both its hands and feet, hissing wildly and shaking about on the weapon in an attempt to make her lose her grip. 
Meanwhile, the Nor’s flail catches one dhampir off guard, slamming into the side of it and causing it to rupture into a cloud of darkness, leaving only a disembodied head that slowly fades to an inky mist.

Tsuki let the far side of the pole drop to the ground. This damn beast was annoying. Quickly, she slid her hand further up on the pole to get closer to the dhampir and attempted to sidekick the monster's belly. 

Nor let out a yell as the sudden weight landed on his back, stumbling briefly as he fought to regain his balance, and inkling of panic setting as he felt the Grimm's hand attempting to suffocate him, his aura flaring around his neck to keep the offending appendage from closing. Struggling with his assailant, the pallid runner's free arm grabbed at the hand closing around his neck, taking a firm grip on it. Attempting to keep it in place, his semblance activated as his feet sank deep into the moist forest earth, running backwards at the tree the creature had jumped from, density having increased to add to the impact. 

The Dhampir clinging to Tsuki’s staff releases its grip as the kick connects, sending its light body back into a rock, the impact cracking open the thin plates over its back as eldritch smoke seeps from the wound, body going limp. Meanwhile, the grimm on the shark faunus’ back is slammed into the tree, a broken branch embedding itself at the base of the demon's neck, emerging from its throat and leaving its corpse slowly fading into oblivion. A sharp screeching erupts from behind Tsuki as the largest of the creatures drops from a tree, rushing her. Grasping her right shoulder with both hands, it attempts to bite down onto the girls shoulder with its needle like teeth. 

The white haired girl switched Shuo to its spear like form. However, the transition took too long. The giant Dhampir managed to lodge its sharp as fuck teeth a decent distance into her shoulder. Grimacing, Tsuki swung the polearm up along her right arm until the blade was closing in on the monster's neck, only to have it grab onto the shaft, tugging back against the weapons owner as it releases a low, muffled hiss. 

Nor's eyes sagged for a second at the sudden burst of aura use, shaking his head to get rid of the the sudden bout of drowsiness, looking dazedly back at the tree he'd just smashed against, the wood now splintered as the last vestiges of the Grimm disappeared. He broke from his daze as he heard the sounds of battle behind him, turning to see Tsuki seemingly struggling against the larger one. He grimaced as he made a decision, the head reeling back into place as he fired the barbed spike once more, angling it towards Tsuki's battle. 

The sound of the line reeling in giving of a high pitched whine as he retracted it as soon as it embeded in a tree limb above, pulling him quickly through the air, retracting the spike back into it as he neared her and the larger one, bringing the mace head down near the apparent leader. 

He really hoped she hadn't used much of her aura, this certainly wasn't going to earn him any bonus points. 

He fired the spike once more, praying it latched onto something and grabbed a hold of Tsuki's arms as he flicked a green switch on the handle, a small hum coming from Jet Stream.

"I thought you said you could han-" his words were cut off as the wind whipped up around them, a twisted forming around them and the Grimm nearby, the trees above being stripped of their leaves by the twister. 

As the swirling vortex tears at the Dhampir clinging to Tsuki, it releases its grip on her weapon and shoulder, allowing itself to be pulled away. The remaining smaller two are battered together, the impact shattering the thick armor on their skulls. 
The last grimm, clearly enraged, creeps forward menacingly, mouth open as it lets loose an ear shattering wail, as if to call for more of its brethren. 

Nor quickly switched his weapons to its ranged form, the head of his mace encapsulating his arm, the shifting expanding into a barrel as yellow sparks crept from the end of the barrel, a three layered cylinder at the end, each layer rotating opposite of each other as the sparks came out quicker and quicker, Nor cringing as he felt the metal getting hotter around his arm, arcs going across the spikes where the head of the weapon sat on his arm.

He turned the barrel of the weapon on the screaming Grimm, a loud crack emitting from the barrel as a pencil thin yellow beam pierced through the mask in into the forest behind the monster, the screaming halting suddenly. He gave a worried look around the area, checking for any stragglers, before switching Jet back to melee form, making a break north, "I'm not sure about you kitty, but I'd rather not be here when whatever that thing was calling shows up," he told her as he disappeared into the forest. In an seemingly unconscious movement, Nor once more had the panel open on Jet Stream, hurriedly doing maintenance as he .went, the shark wouldn't be able to use that again, but he could hopefully get it battle ready before he needed it again. 

"Agreed," Tsuki mumbled. Her shoulder hurt like hell, but it'll heal in time. Her aura should help, but it was a pretty deep wound. The feline turned tail and chased after her partner in fighting crime. Or at least creatures of Grimm. 

In the distance, a bone chilling cry can be heard and thunder sounds, growing ever closer.

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