It's fun and has some very sharp animation. My binge watch petered out after six or seven episodes though.
Maybe I'll jump back in next month.
Maybe I'll jump back in next month.
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Beacon Academy-Vignoble Dorm-Beryl Harken
Jericho's protest just earned him an amused smile from the otter Faunus. Then, continuing in her self appointed duties as hostess, she led the way into the dorm. It wouldn't do to clog up the hall after all.
Lasai followed her in, crossing her arms as her eyes scanned the room like high powered radar. She may not have been around as much as a mother should be but hordes of Grim wouldn't keep her from acting the part whenever possible.
The room was as clean as could be expected of a quartet of teenagers expecting a parental inspection. It wasn't hard in Beryl's case. A few weeks wasn't enough time to accumulate much more than she had brought with her. There were a couple romance novels on the stand by her bed. Labels on the spines indicating that they belonged to the school library. Aside from that and a personal pillow there wasn't a whole lot of personality to the young Huntress's section of the room.
Beryl fidgeted nervously as her adoptive mother peered about the room. It went on for quite a bit longer than it needed to in her opinion.
"Alright. I'll give you a pass." Lasai finally said. She took a few steps a plopped down on Beryl's bed, leaning back and supporting her weight with one hand. "I was kind of expecting an ocean of blue junk to come spilling out when the door opened."
Beacon Academy-Vignoble Dorm-Beryl Harken
Jericho's protest just earned him an amused smile from the otter Faunus. Then, continuing in her self appointed duties as hostess, she led the way into the dorm. It wouldn't do to clog up the hall after all.
Lasai followed her in, crossing her arms as her eyes scanned the room like high powered radar. She may not have been around as much as a mother should be but hordes of Grim wouldn't keep her from acting the part whenever possible.
The room was as clean as could be expected of a quartet of teenagers expecting a parental inspection. It wasn't hard in Beryl's case. A few weeks wasn't enough time to accumulate much more than she had brought with her. There were a couple romance novels on the stand by her bed. Labels on the spines indicating that they belonged to the school library. Aside from that and a personal pillow there wasn't a whole lot of personality to the young Huntress's section of the room.
Beryl fidgeted nervously as her adoptive mother peered about the room. It went on for quite a bit longer than it needed to in her opinion.
"Alright. I'll give you a pass." Lasai finally said. She took a few steps a plopped down on Beryl's bed, leaning back and supporting her weight with one hand. "I was kind of expecting an ocean of blue junk to come spilling out when the door opened."
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Beacon Academy-Vignoble Dorm-Beryl Harken
Jericho was saved from a friendly hello hug by the call of duty. Namely by Beryl deciding that it was her job to introduce everyone to one another. Out of everybody there she knew the most people.
Even so she was slightly taken aback by how...not psychopathic Gratia's parents were. She tried not to show it but it was hard not to be at least a little surprised by how not-Gratia the pair were.
"I'm glad to have her on my team. The young Faunus replied. Especially because it means I don't have to fight her. Preeeeeeeetty sure she still wants to snack on my soul. None of those thoughts showed on her face of course. Beryl had developed quite the poker face while helping Father convince\wheedle\collect donations from the more well to do members of society.
It wouldn't be polite to tell such a loving pair of parents that their daughter was a bad day away from sucking out some poor criminal's soul like a Go-Gurt.
Continuing on she motioned towards Vega with a hand."This is another member of team Vignoble, Vega Venetia. Vega, I'm sure you heard the Mindaros so let me introduce everybody else. The," An eyebrow rose at the pair of knives Jericho had materialized. He certainly hadn't had any before Vega opened the door."Young man over there is Jericho. The rest of the team and I met him on our cruise. He's nice enough once you get to know him."
And didn't get hugged enough as a kid. She thought. It was something she could help with. Everybody loved her hugs.
"And this is Lasai. My Mom." She said with a warm smile at the flame haired woman beside her.
"It's nice to finally meet some of Beryl's friends." Lasai greeted with just a hint of a brogue in her voice. "She sends so few pictures that sometimes I wonder if she even knows how to use a scroll."
Beacon Academy-Vignoble Dorm-Beryl Harken
Jericho was saved from a friendly hello hug by the call of duty. Namely by Beryl deciding that it was her job to introduce everyone to one another. Out of everybody there she knew the most people.
Even so she was slightly taken aback by how...not psychopathic Gratia's parents were. She tried not to show it but it was hard not to be at least a little surprised by how not-Gratia the pair were.
"I'm glad to have her on my team. The young Faunus replied. Especially because it means I don't have to fight her. Preeeeeeeetty sure she still wants to snack on my soul. None of those thoughts showed on her face of course. Beryl had developed quite the poker face while helping Father convince\wheedle\collect donations from the more well to do members of society.
It wouldn't be polite to tell such a loving pair of parents that their daughter was a bad day away from sucking out some poor criminal's soul like a Go-Gurt.
Continuing on she motioned towards Vega with a hand."This is another member of team Vignoble, Vega Venetia. Vega, I'm sure you heard the Mindaros so let me introduce everybody else. The," An eyebrow rose at the pair of knives Jericho had materialized. He certainly hadn't had any before Vega opened the door."Young man over there is Jericho. The rest of the team and I met him on our cruise. He's nice enough once you get to know him."
And didn't get hugged enough as a kid. She thought. It was something she could help with. Everybody loved her hugs.
"And this is Lasai. My Mom." She said with a warm smile at the flame haired woman beside her.
"It's nice to finally meet some of Beryl's friends." Lasai greeted with just a hint of a brogue in her voice. "She sends so few pictures that sometimes I wonder if she even knows how to use a scroll."
Beacon Academy-Airdocks-Beryl Harken
The Airdocks were awash with noise and color. Children screamed as they ran every which way, the voices of their parents also raising in volume as they tried to corral them. The joyous sounds of reunited families also rose into the air. Many students had chosen to meet their families by the docks rather than wait for them at the academy proper.
Beryl was one such student.
She all but hummed with energy as she bounced up and down, trying to see over the crowd. She had received a message from Father earlier, telling her to expect a surprise. It was the only thing she had heard from him regarding Family Day despite her best efforts and the anticipation was driving her crazy. Was it the kids she had sent to the orphanage after Vignoble's last mission? They were doing as well as could be expected from what she had last heard. It would be nice to see them in person though.
She stopped bouncing and her face formed into a pout as she considered how to get back at Father for this. His gift was going to one of the kids at the very least, the suspense was killing her!
"And here I thought you would be happy to see me." Came a voice from behind her. It was warm, full of life and accompanied by a mirthful chuckle. "What, somebody drop your scroll in a fishbowl again?"
Beryl spun around so fast it felt like her brain was going to go for a full 360. It didn't matter though. Before her stood a tall woman with long red hair and pale skin. Sea green eyes sparkled out from a mischievous face while her red and white clothing flicked about in the strong breeze, almost as if she was wearing a flame.
"Lasai!" the teenager shrieked as she ran forward and enveloped the woman in the biggest hug she could manage. She could feel it as Lasai wrapped her arms around Beryl in a hug of her own, every bit as enthusiastic as the girl's. They stood there like that for a solid minute on the busy airdock. Just happy to see each other once again. Eventually however, they separated, pulling back from one another and giving each other appraising looks.
"No new scars this time." Beryl commented. "At least no visible ones."
"I could hardly allow myself to be laid up in bed and miss Family Day." Came the reply.
Something about the answer caused a wheel to turn in Beryl's head though and her eyes narrowed.
"How long have you and Father been planning this?"
"Whatever do you mean? Came the all too innocent reply.
All she got was a silent stare.
Jiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Lasai's lips twitched until she couldn't take it anymore "Months!" She admitted with a cackle, raising a hand and moving away half a step to defend against the indignant but still halfhearted strike her response earned her.
Beryl spun on one heel and her tail with a humph and began stomping away. Lasai followed after calling out halfhearted apologies as she tried to placate the rumpled teen.
The otter Faunus was too happy to be truly angry at her not-yet-adoptive-mother. Still, she was going to take this chance to get back at Lasai. So she stayed quiet and pointedly ignored the older woman on their way to the Vignoble dorm room. The first step on her planned tour of the campus.
The Airdocks were awash with noise and color. Children screamed as they ran every which way, the voices of their parents also raising in volume as they tried to corral them. The joyous sounds of reunited families also rose into the air. Many students had chosen to meet their families by the docks rather than wait for them at the academy proper.
Beryl was one such student.
She all but hummed with energy as she bounced up and down, trying to see over the crowd. She had received a message from Father earlier, telling her to expect a surprise. It was the only thing she had heard from him regarding Family Day despite her best efforts and the anticipation was driving her crazy. Was it the kids she had sent to the orphanage after Vignoble's last mission? They were doing as well as could be expected from what she had last heard. It would be nice to see them in person though.
She stopped bouncing and her face formed into a pout as she considered how to get back at Father for this. His gift was going to one of the kids at the very least, the suspense was killing her!
"And here I thought you would be happy to see me." Came a voice from behind her. It was warm, full of life and accompanied by a mirthful chuckle. "What, somebody drop your scroll in a fishbowl again?"
Beryl spun around so fast it felt like her brain was going to go for a full 360. It didn't matter though. Before her stood a tall woman with long red hair and pale skin. Sea green eyes sparkled out from a mischievous face while her red and white clothing flicked about in the strong breeze, almost as if she was wearing a flame.
"Lasai!" the teenager shrieked as she ran forward and enveloped the woman in the biggest hug she could manage. She could feel it as Lasai wrapped her arms around Beryl in a hug of her own, every bit as enthusiastic as the girl's. They stood there like that for a solid minute on the busy airdock. Just happy to see each other once again. Eventually however, they separated, pulling back from one another and giving each other appraising looks.
"No new scars this time." Beryl commented. "At least no visible ones."
"I could hardly allow myself to be laid up in bed and miss Family Day." Came the reply.
Something about the answer caused a wheel to turn in Beryl's head though and her eyes narrowed.
"How long have you and Father been planning this?"
"Whatever do you mean? Came the all too innocent reply.
All she got was a silent stare.
Jiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Lasai's lips twitched until she couldn't take it anymore "Months!" She admitted with a cackle, raising a hand and moving away half a step to defend against the indignant but still halfhearted strike her response earned her.
Beryl spun on one heel and her tail with a humph and began stomping away. Lasai followed after calling out halfhearted apologies as she tried to placate the rumpled teen.
The otter Faunus was too happy to be truly angry at her not-yet-adoptive-mother. Still, she was going to take this chance to get back at Lasai. So she stayed quiet and pointedly ignored the older woman on their way to the Vignoble dorm room. The first step on her planned tour of the campus.
I promise to get a Beryl post up this week.
Somebody hold me to that.
Somebody hold me to that.
Are you the one who stole our warm weather?
Those clothes make her look very bulky.
I usually find it a good thing when the person in charge of keep in the students sane is not suicidally depressed.
This place is a fuckin' revolving door of broken children, isn't it?
Well ya know. They do live on a Death Planet.
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