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Radiance


Listening to what Erza was saying about Tomoe, Mina examined the small girl. Her quirk admittedly did sound useful, though odd. Their chances weren't really worse than anybody else's. She shook her head at Tomoe's question. "I was in the design meeting, but so was my mother, as well as a professional dressmaker, and an armor specialist" The nonchalant way she admitted her costume was made by a professional dressmaker...how rich was this girl? She hadn't even been bragging. She said that like it was normal!

"And don't worry," Mina continued in a tone that made it unclear whether she was mocking Tomoe or trying to be nice. It was most likely both. "Your costume is cute, and it suits you."

Mina was caught off guard by Jett's guess, she she looked over at him, but for a few few seconds, her mouth wouldn't respond to the brain's commands to reply. She eventually unfroze. "Yes, that's close enough! It's 'Radiance'" She hoped that the simple revelation would at least get a smile from Jett. She would feel then that there was no fristion between them from earlier, when she'd blanked him.

@Aerandir@Artymis@liferusher






Maeda Hitomi


"When I make it, I shall show you first, and that's a promise," Hitomi beamed at Roy, smiling sweetly. When she heard his description of his quirk, her eyes lit up. "That sounds powerful and useful! We might even be able to win! How did you even get put in Support in the first place? No wonder you were transferred out so quickly. I'm still wondering why I was also chosen. Sure I have high grades, but this is all my quirk is; wooly hair, sheep ears and goat horns."

The girl called Joann joined them shortly after, and offered a handshake to Hitomi, which the sheep girl accepted and smiled. "Maeda Hitomi, Team c, yup. I really like your goggles!" she replied. "So, what's your quirk?"

@pkken@Noxx@McFazzer


Although rooms were shared, the Dullahan that Eilidh would be sharing with had not returned tonight, so Eilidh had slept naked on a mat on the floor, unrestrained by human conventions. Washed and dressed, she made her way downstairs in a very good mood. She breakfasted quickly before making her way to the board, and to Bart and Neil. She studied the quests on the board thoughtfully, as well as weighing the option of staying here, which she quickly dismissed. She hadn't fought in a fair few weeks, and yesterday's skirmish had awoken the the warrior in her blood.

"I will give my reward to the guild. I have no need for money, only food and weapons. Speaking of which, I would like to help this 'Ian North' to pursue his criminals and deliver Justice. I will select a weapon from our armour but will leave as soon as possible."

She blushed slightly as she remembered her conversation with Bast. Her reason for wanting a swift departure was so that she would be gone before he came downstairs and they had to talk to each other and address last night.

@PaulHaynek






Rebecca woke up very early, taking care to be quiet to avoid her still sleeping Moth roommate, who had a sword laid out on a table beside her bed. A warrior, maybe? Rebecca didn't have time to find out. She had work to do. Grinning, she got fully dressed, styled her hair, and went downstairs. She cleaned the dishes and cups left over from last night's meal, swept the floor, then took some cloth, lace, needle and thread from the stores and locked herself into the parlor for close to an hour, returning with a parcel wrapped in brown paper and tied with leftover thread. Returning to the hearth, she prayed in silence until others had woken up.

She smiled and greeted Bard and Neil as she broke her fast with plain bread and milk, before studying the board. Her smile dimmed slightly. "I cannot read Sonarran very well but I can read it well enough to at least understand that it wants somebody to travel south, to the Southern Order territories. None of the Monster Girls here deserve the barbarism of Varjo. Even in my home of Pravar and it's Burroughs, the south is feared for it's cruelty. I shall go. I know the Order well, and it's customs and doctrines. I shall take that quest. But I shall not leave until I have spoken with the Minotaur. I have a gift for him." She patted the brown paper package on the table for emphasis.

Her roommate had joined them at the table, and though the Moth looked nervous, her body was dressed immodestly, and naturally moved and swayed in a provocative way. With a strained, false smile, Rebecca waved at the girl, vowing to give her a gift of a proper dress that reached the floor, covered the cleavage and hid the curvature of the hips.

@Eviledd1984@PaulHaynek
Can't really think of anything interesting for Taleste so I'll do her recap and responding to your next post in one.
@Drakey

An error message sounded in the robot's brain, warning it that it it's connection to the mainframe was lost, and new actions must be a calculated, but those actions stayed the same. A slave to it's core programming in the absence of commands from it's Cosman masters, the mainframe had been quiet for decades. The robot used it to scan and sense the goings on of the entire temple, but here, with it's foe in this room, the robot's own audio and heat sensors could detect the enemy's location and stance, using it to predict future activity.

The robot had noticed that the intruder's wing had been damaged and that aerial combat and manoeuvring would be impeded. They would have a harder time avoiding attacks. Of course, it seemed to favour melee combat with it's sword. 'Countermeasure:Remove sword'. The robot, instead of blocking or deflecting the sword, or dodging, positioned itself quickly so that the sword would penetrate non-vital components, and once inserted into the chest plate, would be grabbed by the robot's hands tightly. At that point, the robot would reverse it's jet thrusters and boost backwards as fast as it could, in an effort to force Elizabeth to let go of her sword.
I like the look of all the quests, so I'll leave off posting until a few people have picked, and made my mind up for me.


Dammit. She should have known the peace wouldn't last. He complimented her again, and again, the human woman shrugged it off. The Centauress, against her better judgement and the knowledge of what alcohol did to her race, downed her drink and put her glass down, inviting a refill. The flush on her face was equally from the drink as well as her embarrassment.

"I'll promise to tell you anything you want about me if you promise to stop complimenting me while I'm drunk."

@13org






"I am not a learned lady or a scholar, I'm afraid. Just a simple maiden of faith, and Shephard to my fellow person. Though I cannot deny I hold my own musings and curiosities on the bigger questions, and I will be the first to admit there is much I do not know or understand. Such topics would be better left to the scholars, wizards, philosophers, engineers and great minds of this world. As for my servitude to the order until recently, it was largely a matter of where I was born and raised.It was no misfortune. I believe it was destiny. The grand plan for me needed me to have the upbringing that I did, to make me the woman I am now. They were brutes. You do not need to feel guilty for insulting the men who branded me a traitor and a radical for preaching love, equality and forgiveness to all peoples, including women and Monsters.

Although, I would heed the advice of your Centaur friend. Monsters are more in tune with bestial instincts, and doubly so when drunk."


@The Irish Tree@13org
@Drakey

Lol
I'll be busy but I'll try and post tomorrow night
@mdk

If they don't think they have the housing, money or resources to cope, or don't have enough unskilled jobs to keep unemployment from rising drastically, than I think so, but really, it's nt up to me. It'd be up to the government of FSDGTG. Their word is law because that's what law is.
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