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I will have a sorcerer application up shortly :D
Jaclyn Kent


When Mr. Towers began his orientation on the test and the W.A.T.C.H.es were distributed, Jack cracked open her eyes and listened with moderate interest. The little device was fairly impressive, but not a game-changer as far as she was concerned. She pulled it out of the little locked box and strapped it onto her wrist, letting it scan her aura and whatever other information it could eke out of her. It was all a little Big Brother, but she figured that it probably wasn't anything sinister. A tap on the weapon tab linked her fairly simple armaments to the watch, a readout showing both Thunderdell and Blunderbore popped up, along with icons showing their current magazine capacities and remaining magazines. That was kinda neat.

Then the cabin was ejected from the plane and most of the students panicked. The whole situation reminded Jack of the time Stan had pissed off some gangsters and gotten the pair of them locked in a shipping container and dumped into Vale's river. Long story short, it turned out fine. They were all talented individuals, and Jack really didn't see why everyone was getting their feathers ruffled by this turn of events.

Making her way towards the exit, Jack flowed through the students crowding the door with remarkable ease, probably due to her willingness to casually elbow people out of the way. "'Scuse me, pardon me, make way, coming through." It didn't take long to arrive directly behind the hold up, a boy who had rushed to the exit only to stare out at the rushing air, paralyzed. "Burning daylight here." She said, breaking the boy from his transfixed stare. "What?" he asked, clearly confused. "Boop!" Jack said, nudging him out the hatch with her boot. For a second she could hear him screaming, but the rushing wind quickly quashed the noise. Actually, the crowd got really quiet all of a sudden. He'd be fine, he just needed a bit of pressure to get him focused on task. Jack herself jumped out from the hatch a moment after him, Thunderdell in hand.

"Geronimo!"

Airborne and falling fast, Jack unfurled Thunderdell into its axe mode and sat 'side-saddle' on its shaft. Pulling the trigger, she dry fired the cannon to make some distance from the airship's cabin. The tops of the forest's trees quickly came into sight as she hurtled towards them. Picking out a massive pine to aim for, Jack brought her axe in a wheeling overhand swing into the tree's trunk. With a cacophonous cracking, the momentum of Jack's fall drove the axe blade from the treetop to nearly it's base. At the end of the mighty cleave, she hung beneath the handle of her axe like a pull-up bar, and the once towering pine was split into a "Y". Trying to pull Thunderdell free from where it was lodged, Jack found it stood firm. Scowling at it, she poured her aura into the blade until it thrummed in her hands and let out a keening noise as she slid it out of its resting place effortlessly.

Relatively unscathed, Jack climbed the rest of the way down from the old pine to the forests floor and checked her new watch. First order of business was to find another unpaired student. Over thinking who to pair up with and how to get the partner she want wouldn't get her anywhere. It wasn't the point of this exercise, and it was a waste of time. Beacon didn't take incompetents.

Location: Deathgrip Forest, D-5
This whole game has reminded me of this
Wowwallposts.
I'll get to that tomorrow.
Something was not right. Three somethings. The three somethings.

Though Lucrezia could hardly be said to be hurrying, her pacing had taken on a quiet intensity that the serving staff of the castle knew was hazardous to their health. To the uninitiated she seemed to be serene, but to those in the know it was as though a storm followed in her footsteps. Hairs were raised and spines shivered as she passed, maids and butlers scuttling out of the way of her warpath.

Stalking the halls of the castle, Lucy stopped in front of a closed threshold. From behind the door, a pair of voices could be heard casually conversing back and forth: inane nonsense about how shiny the sun was today. In between their dialogue on the weather, every now and again an affirmative 'Nnn' was grunted. Mystery solved. Taking hold of the door handle and flinging it wide, Lucy strode out onto the balcony and towards the voices' owners. The three maids reclined on the brightly lit balcony all turned in unison to see the head maid. The cat-eared maid blinked several times and hummed, as if not sure what to make of the situation. The bunny-eared maid beamed widely and spoke up, "Miss Lucrezia, did you come to sunbathe too? Why don't you join us?" Only the dog-eared maid seemed to fully grasp the gravity of the situation, a panic sweat breaking out on her forehead. "Oh my... Miss Lucrezia, we were just~" She didn't get to finish her sentence.

Pinching the girls sharply on their ears and actually hoisting them momentarily into the air, Lucrezia dragged them to their feet. "Inside. Now. The heroes' rooms still aren't prepared and they will be arriving soon. Let me make myself clear: if by the time they get here the heroes do not have rooms, neither will any of you. I will have you thrown out of the castle for this, for good this time. Get. To. Work."

Herding the three stooges down the hallway, Lucrezia all but tossed them into the unfinished heroes' chamber.
I'm sorry I haven't posted as much as I maybe should. It's just a daunting amount of reading, and I've got a board exam tomorrow; I should be more active following that.
With one letter of leeway, Pascale/Naomi/Tarkus/Jaclyn could be Nymph Justice
P.S. Bonus points for a loli team with Nymph in the name
P.P.S. vote loli for team leader
The Irish Tree said
Hey, Don't worry about it.Her weapon has a shaft, so she'll never truly be lonely!


Not badass enough to stick a cannon in her cooch

Sixsmith said
What if I told you..THAT EVERYONE WAS LUCIUS?!


I'm kinda glad Jack was excluded from all the shipping hijinks going on in the OOC. She doesn't need a significant other anyway, ha ha ha!

[Cries Internally]
Jaclyn Kent


At the headmaster's beckoning, Jack made her way towards the gangplank that lead to the docked airship. It wouldn't be much longer, hopefully, until the trial could be properly underway. Then again, they apparently needed airships to get there, so maybe it was further away than she thought. She rather hoped not; cramming a bunch of battle-eager teens into tight quarters and then telling them to hurry up and wait seemed like a bad idea.

For her part, she spent the trip resting in one of the ships' seats. She'd gotten a full night's sleep last night, so rather than outright sleeping she just closed her eyes and sat in peace and quiet. She wasn't in the mood for small talk, or talk about the exam or anything else for that matter.
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