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Jaclyn Kent


As the vampire bats pitched themselves below the canopy to swoop on them, Jack smoothly brought Thunderdell's barrel in line with the first of the pair targeting her. True to it's name, when she pulled its trigger Thunderdell let out a thunderous boom. The cannon shell ripped through the relatively small Grimm, leaving little more than pink mist in its wake. That close up, bass report of the heavy munitions dazed the other bat. Unable to tell where it was going, it collided face-first into the ground barely two steps from Jack. The impact wasn't enough to mortally wound it though. Lifting itself shakily from the ground, it shook its head and started to regain its bearings... just in time to see Jack swing her weapon down like an executioner.

With her two dispatched, Jack commented to her new partner. "Ugh. How much you wanna bet there are more?" Expecting he'd already killed it, she turned to see how he was fairing against his own bat.
edited my post in to include the team name reveal
Jaclyn Kent


When Tarkus introduced himself, Jack didn't respond immediately. Was she the weird one for remembering people's names from less than a year ago? I mean yeah, the grad class isn't exactly small and they never really hung out, but they spent four years at Signal. Deciding it was funnier than it was annoying, Jack chuckled a bit and grinned wider. "Yeah, nice to meet'cha Tarkus. I'm Jack."

When the WATCHes beeped, both their names appeared on their faces. Most of the letters faded, and the remaining letters shifted places, and then some new letters faded into view. "Team PaNic JolT" appeared on the screen, shrinking and moving to the top while the old display faded into view. "Oh jeez, is that what we're stuck with?" Jack griped aloud, smothering her face with one hand.

The WATCHes map then expanded and they had their answer about where to find the cache. "Guess that's it there. Might as well get going then." Slinging the axe off her shoulder and spinning it once end-over end, the parts repositioned: the axe's shaft telescoped into the pistol grip, which pivoted down perpendicular to the barrel; its back-spike swung out into a gun stock, and blade rotated into its receiver. Drawing the bolt back and driving it home, she chambered a round. "Probably a good idea to have at least one of us focusing on range."
Not Lucius?
There was an odd calm at the foot of the castle gates. Despite the multitude of assembled servants there, despite the harrowing number of preparations that had to be made, despite the day's daunting itinerary, everything was done. There was no need to rush, no last minute panic, it was simply ready and waiting for the Princess and her Heroes. A footman had been sent to inform Lucrezia as soon as the princess' Narlah was spotted approaching. Now she strode down the stairway towards the gates and the clearing where they would land, flanked on either side by a lieutenant maid, each bearing one of the nations' treasure swords atop a fine silk cushion. Already waiting at the base of the steps, a pair of tent changing booths had been erected so that the seamstresses could dress the Heroes quickly and send them on their way to the battlefield.

By the time she'd descended the steps, Cercle was already beginning her final approach. With a gesture to them, the national concert band began in on a rousing anthem to greet their new heroes. When they touched down, Lucrezia strode forward and extended a hand to help the princess down.

"Welcome back, Princess Solia. Everything is ready for our heroes." Turning her gaze towards the two new pink-eared champions, she smiled softly before sweeping her hand towards the canvas changing stalls. "Both of your battle regalia have been attended to, though we'll need to do a final fitting. Would you kindly follow me?"
Sorry for the holdups, I should have a post done tonight
In the bustling streets of the mid-festival town, Malika paused a moment to shift the straps of her pack and rub her sore shoulders. She had thought about paying for a room so that she could leave her things there while she enjoyed the celebrations, but a quick tally of the coins in her purse dissuaded her from that notion. For that matter, if she was going to be staying here while she learned more about Thassilon, she was going to need to find some way to pay for day to day necessities.

Shrugging and resettling the bag on her back, she pressed on towards the town square with her spear in hand, supporting her weight as a walking stave. Now was not the time for over thinking matters, it was a festival to the Great Dreamer. It was alright to just follow her ambitions and figure out the 'hows' as she went. In the meanwhile, it was time for some fun!
Jaclyn Kent


Walking about on the forest floor, Jack glanced at her watch now and again to check if there were any nearby students. Most of the responses on her Watch were brief: coming from the direction of the falling compartment, shooting overhead, and disappearing in the opposite direction. Of those that had slowed down and presumably landed nearby, almost everyone had paired and disappeared from the screen. Jack was almost getting a little frustrated when she heard a sound,

Zing-ing-ing-ing
Pomf=3


"Oh." She said, nonplussed. Descending from above, a boy had spooled out some sort of winch to lower himself down before landing on his rump softly. She hadn't really expected another student to almost literally fall into her lap, AND he had a big weapon. You know what they say about big weapons: Big weapons are cool.

With her battle axe still resting on her shoulder, Jack spoke up to the hammer-wielding boy in a matter of fact tone. "Guess we're partners now. Looking forward to it. Wanna go kill some Grimm and find a cache now?"
So much stuff to do. Working on a post now.
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