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Got some stuff planned for the night, so I'll be posting tomo morn instead. Shouldn't hold anyone up, but I just wanted to leave this note here in case anyone's hoping to go after me or something haha.
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Aliquam: Academy of the Arts - Courtyard (Dalia's Group)

Amy let out a low, low whistle at the scene. While she's seen Dylan vulnerable and having breakdowns before, she's never once seen him step out of his shell and do... that, something rather volatile. Admittedly she was disturbed with Tobias' entrance and the way he approached Estelle, despite the patron being much calmer than Simon; both of them very well deserved a slap in the face. Amy just didn't expect one to come from Dylan. The connections between the young men must be something, she figured, but as usual she was not going to step in, much less say anything about it.

However Amy was very close to applauding the matter artist. If it were under any other circumstances, the cleric would have offered to teach him how to slap better, but this, this would do for now.


Aliquam: Academy of the Arts - Corridor

After introductions with his lovely sister were made, Angel merely placed his hands back behind his head again. "Lookin' as grand as ever, sis. Only you could get away with riding a horse inside the halls." He wasn't even going to contemplate asking why on Ddaear he was in trouble again. In fact, he couldn't even recall having done anything remotely questionable. Had he? It took so much effort thinking about anything recently he might have - ah. Wait, no, he was already bickered at for that. Well, there was... oh. That must have been it.

Whatever. The aristocrat yawned, waiting for his sister to chew him out again. Thankfully for him, company arrived in time.

"Excuse me," Keeva called from the backside of Sebastian, "but would you mind moving aside. I'm trying to give a tour here."

"Right?" Angel called back sarcastically. He leaned to the side to see Keeva behind Sebastian. "My, that dirty Cervántes family is just so damn rude. I was trying to give a tour too, Keeva darling!" He looked to Marcus for a moment, before shrugging at looking back to the musician. "A pretty sloppy one, though. I seem to have lost over half of my guys already."



Trixie stared at the horse's behind in awe. She walked to the stallion, reached out with her gloved hand - "Can I touch him?" - and touched the butt anyway.
Hullo~ working on a post now as well!

Aaaaaand it's up :3


Aliquam: Academy of the Arts - Theatrical Hall (Keeva's Group)

Trixie let out a gleeful shrill when Lute began playing background music. As she pranced around, she nudged him a couple of times. "You're doing that, right, right? Oh my omelets you are the coolest superhero sidekick EVER." Keeva said something about putting away the props soon though, to which Trixie also let out a deflated sigh. She then glanced around and made an obvious wink to Lute, before trying to stuff Fuwafuwa in the back of her shorts. Unfortunately, it stood out like a sore thumb.

"Prepare yourself heroes, the dark Knight is waiting in the shadows!" Trixie whirled around and gasped, staring at the not-really-armored figure before her, laughing maniacally. While she was still in shock, he snatched the bunny sticking out from her butt and waved it over her. Trixie jumped and jumped, trying to yank it back from the evil, taunting knight, but to no avail. Even with her flutter-powered wings, she was much too short. Fuwafuwa was shelved, with its sparkly cape Aria had given it still billowing from movement. Never to be seen again.

"Fuwafuwa, I shall avenge youuu! Take this, my Pixie Memento attack!" In a flash, Trixie ripped off her sparkly purple dress, wings, and mask, and flopped them over Lucien's face. "It decreases your skills to the point of KNOCK OUT! At the cost of the revelation of my true identity... Shhh, Lutie, Pretty Lady, don't tell anyone~!" She giggled before prancing to Keeva's side.


Aliquam: Academy of the Arts - Courtyard (Dalia's Group)

With her eyes shut tight, Amy's fists clenched and trembled wildly. At any given second she could have shattered the gem in her hand, but had enough restraint in herself to prevent that. She was close - so, so close - to brandishing her whip and knocking this hog out of his ecstasy... but considering how no bystanders did anything about the colossal noise he was making, it must have been a recurring thing. And since no one else (not even Estelle or Xandra) threatened to attack him, Amy wanted to avoid a scene entirely.

At this point Xandra was silently begging for help, but Amy had stepped away from everyone and refused to risk triggering Simon's trigger-finger again. She shook her head solemnly at the metallurgist, then allowed her eyes to drift elsewhere.


Aliquam: Academy of the Arts - Courtyard (Angel's Group)

Angel spent just a moment longer at the window to check out Moira's ass before she went completely out of view. "Simon, Simon, Simon. If you look up the antonym for 'smooth...'" He laughed. "Dollie will get rid of him shortly, don't worry. He does this all the time." He motioned with his hands to the rest of the students in the room; only a couple of them had watched Angel's crew with their noses upturned, but shortly after they too returned to discussing or viewing or doing whatever it was they were occupied with.

"So... shall we continue our exploration, then? There's not much else to look at here."
Post is upppp~ Collabbed a bit with Pacman for what to do next with Angel's scene. >:D
I'm gonna give Fox and Kathi a chance to post before I go again, since their characters are in scenes with my characters and I wanna give them a chance to react to things before they pile haha. ^^ Hope you're having fun with your bro, Fox!

Just watched Kickass for the first time and holy shit we are in need of a wannabe-superhero arc. Such a good movie omg


Angel snickered from the side as he listened to the propositions both Bushi and Mia made towards one another. "Mia, you do know you're walking right into a pool of free favors for Bushi, don't you? He can probably out-eat everyone in this entire restaurant combined if he felt like it." He slapped the kami's back, a smug smile still plastered across his face. "They don't call you a god for nothing, right?"

He laughed again. Just like the other two concluded internally, Angel too apprecated the lightheartedness of this dinner showdown. Air was right - moping over Robin's injury would probably hurt her pride more than she would appreciate it. Witnessing his own victims comatosed or killed were really the only things that ever threw off Angel's emotions, and Mia too it seemed was still frustrated with the earlier events that day. At the very least, seeing everyone else calm down and at least attempt to enjoy themselves with their newest teammate was enough to set him straight too.

It wasn't too long before the orders were made; Angel ordered his fish from the appetizer section and had it promptly arrive. There were five pieces total, and Angel - "Don't mind if I do." - was quick to seize one. Considering he only had four "fingers" per hand, he always found using utensils both awkward and unnecessary, so he casually removed his gloves and used his claws as both a knife and fork.

"This is some pretty good shit, innit? Bush? Mia? No appetizer? I'll take your pieces if you don't want them. Mm! Hey Air, baby, try some of this. Pretty damn good."
Sorry for the no-show yesterday! All nighter on Monday then work after 6.5 hours of exams = me not functioning properly. @.@

I'm at work atm and posting this via phone, but I'll be able to update soon as I get home. If the rpg doesn't crash again ^^;


Aliquam: Academy of the Arts - Theatrical Hall (Keeva's Group)

Trixie kept up with the fleeting Keeva easily, being small and nimble herself, although far less graceful. Anyone lagging behind her could hear her cry out constant "oops!" and "sorry!"s. And then... they arrived. “Welcome, everyone, to the fabled treasure trove. Everything here was made on site by students and staff. And best of all,” she paused to wink at Trixie, “we can play with it all.” Lucien immediately followed up with something about a superhero costume.

The prankster's eyes sparkled on cue. Lute approached her and took a plush bunny into his arms before speaking to her - but his words fell on deaf ears. She was already digging into a box of some sort, chucking out colorful and fanciful things like feathered masks and sparkly boas. Once she popped back into reality, she snatched the bunny from Lute's hands, then spun around on her shoes. She was now donned in some glittery, purple throw-on dress, with strap-on butterfly wings on her back. And, of course, she wore a purple superhero mask as well.

"It is I, Trixie the Pixie! And this Fuwafuwa is my loyal minion!" She then leaned into Lute's ear. "We're totally taking this stuff home, shhh."

Then, with a dutiful "Dun da-da-daaaah!" Trixie began running around and making "whoosh" and "tinker tinker" noises. "This is how you guys do plays, right? I've never seen one before."


Aliquam: Academy of the Arts - Courtyard (Dalia's Group)

Dylan vaguely mentioned that he had joined the guild to clear his mind off of something, but from the sounds of how personal it was, Amy (like everyone else) stayed out of pressing further. Her eyes went back to wandering again, following Xandra's finger running along a picture's frame. Xandra suddenly flinched, and turned to the cleric behind her. "Did you hear that?"

"Huh? Hear wha--" Another click sounded off again. The same bloody click as that creep fox made back in Thaum. Which could only mean...

Amy muttered something unintelligible to Xandra. She began walking towards the source of the clicking, though it started to die down upon this movement. She removed her gem from her clutch and held onto it tightly. Her whip was not yet brandished, as she especially did not want to cause a scene from mere suspicions - but if her suspicions were right, someone was about to pay.


Aliquam: Academy of the Arts - Courtyard (Angel's Group)

"Pfft. magic?" Angel scoffed when both Marcus and Syed brought up magicry for statue-making. He especially laughed when he heard turning actual human specimens into sculptures. "Nah, anyone who uses magic for art is cheating. This stuff here," he tapped his own statue, "is made entirely from scratch. The most I ever do is reference my own hands."

Moira stepped in closer to Angel after Marcus cracked a joke about commissions. Normally someone standing that close with that kind of look on her face would scare anyone off, but Angel just laughed again and patted her back as roughly as she had his earlier. Except he was a pipsqueak in comparison to her, so it wasn't enough to even move her like he was practically shoved earlier. "Hell yeah I take commissions. Something of this size here would be two grand. Whereas the funky little wizard guy someone else made would be... I dunno, one grand."

He shrugged. "These babies take a while to make. Hell, I don't even know the Academy's policy on taking commissions around here... Won't stop me from doing it anyway."

Angel's voice trailed off as his eyes loomed to one of the room's many elongated windows. Some of the bushes and decorative hedges nearby rustled unnaturally. The young man lifted a brow - "Hold that thought." - and began making his way passed the other students towards the window. Once close enough, he glanced around before landing his eyes on one particular individual. With the hedges obscuring that half of the window from the rest of the courtyard, the man hiding there was in near plain sight.

"... is that...? Gods dammit, Simon."
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