/builders/ - Hero and Nation Builders!

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>>17774

"Azzy, you're doing fine, I promise." Krieg gives a wide grin and returns to a more upright posture. "It was just fun seeing you blush like that. I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable."

>>17779

Azzy's eyes narrow and jaw clenches for a half second, before a slight smirk appears. "D-don't do it again, alright?"

>>17780

Krieg catches Azzy's smirk. "Mhm, I'll try. You don't seem too bothered by it now though." Krieg resists the urge to lean in close again for effect and laughs a little. "So, what do you do with your spare time around here?" Krieg kicks his legs a little without thinking about hit, he feels his leg brush against Azzys, from which he quickly freezes up. A little more to the side and his metal leg might have actually hit his friend.

>>17781

Azzy freezes and tenses up. The smirk is gone replaced by a complete lack of expression. The Mystic's hand had dropped the fork, and was the fingers were making strange contortions, almost like they were cramping. Azzy's breathing was slow, incredibly slow, and the palor on the Necromancer's skin grew even more white.

Azzy vaguely heard Remmy saying "oh shit" over the blood thundering though the ears. The Necromancer was panicking, badly adrenaline rushing through arteries and veins, and fight or flight response activated.

Fight it down, don't lash out, not here, not now, this place was safe, no harm was meant, it was an accident, fight it down, there is no need for it ehre calm down, clam down ,calm down, CALM DOWN!

Azy let out a long breathand in a voice not much more than a whisper croaked out, "Back. Up. Now." With unusual force and confidence.

>>17782

Krieg stood up, taking a few steps back. Note to self, Azzy was bad with contact. He tried to muster a grin. "Azzy, it'll be okay, I promise. Just try to calm down." He takes another step backwards. Several people are staring. He remembered Azzy had enjoyed his puns earlier. "I'd say this is an unfortunate situation, but we're standing now." He takes another step back.

>>17783

Azzy's breathing comes easier now, the darkness on the edge of vision start to recede. The Mystic's hands stop contorting, and lay flat on the table. The thundering inside the ears starts to subside, slowly but surely.

The Necromancer looks at the people staring and Krieg grinning like an idiot. Likely unaware he nearly had his head taken off. All this attention, all this stress, Azzy didn't know how to react to it. Didn't know how to handle it. Azzy just wanted to have a nice calm lunch without distraction, interruption or everyone staring.

"J-just go, let me eat my l-lunch in peace Krieg."

[Jenni]

Today Jenni is in Moko's room to avoid getting black bagged. She is still smoking, and she's torn the fire alarm out of the small housing above the door frame. Jenni also hasn't really opened the window, though, and there is a thick cloud of smoke; currently she is reading a big book called "Guerilla Warfare for Dummies" and scoffing to herself.

>>17790

Moko simply slides out of the small built in closet, and shuffles into the room. How she got in with out Jenni noticing is anyone best guess, but regardless, she plops down next to Jenni. She is already out of her uniform, and in a comfortable set of Pajama pants and cotton tee, with a far too big Flannel shirt resting on her frame.

"So, uh, seems you found a new pal to mess around with, huh?…" She looks down at her feet, her arms spread out.

"I tried to warn him off…After the first time, right? I tried to uh, spook em off…Didn't really work too well..Sorry.."

>>17792

"Hey Moko. It's fine. He's not my pal, though."

Jenni takes a drag on her cigarette, and then exhales. She keeps flipping through the book, but looks bored and annoyed about the content.

"It's no problem. He's just a spoiled brat that's getting a taste of the real world…"

At this point stops and thinks about her next words. "…And the real world is sticky and unpleasant."

>>17793

Moko lets out a small chuckle at Jenni's choice of words. She sits up slightly. "Not a bad. I saw what you did to him. It was /soda/licious. Heh."

She slothfully scrambles around looking for a remote, finally finding it beneath a large comforter. "You shoulda seen him at first. He was all scared and junk. Well, until I dropped the whole "Scary" act. I think he would have had a heart attack…if he could, you know? You wanna watch somethin on TV?"

Moko lazily points the remote at the small TV located in her room.

>>17794

Jenni sort of shrugs. "Nothing on the news. I'm getting tired of the pop-psychologists trying to figure out what's inside my head on CNN6. Anything with animals in it is good. I love animal planet for some reason…I used to have a cat named Bebop so every time Animal World has a big cats show on I watch it for some reason. He used to love boxes. I miss him. I think he's with my sister in Germany. I hope he's with my sister in Germany; he's a total moron."

>>17796

Moko smiles as she flips on the TV to Animal planet, which was nicely enough on Worlds's Deadliest: Big Cats edition. "Huh. Well, ain't that lucky? Yeah, I was never really into pets. Well, except for one. He was pretty sweet. Never really had to take care of him, always chill and friendly…Man, I miss him..I think I left when I was evacuated.."

>>17798

Jenni seems sad and looks up from her book. "Want to get a cat? We can probably get one around here probably. Not sure what the campus rules are, but I'm pretty sure there's campus rules about dumping fifteen sodas on people also. And smoking."

She takes a drag of her cigarette and smiles a little bit.

>>17800

"Eh.. I'll miss my pet rock.. But a cats almost as good right?"

Moko lazily turns around in the cushion. "But It cant shed. Cleaning up hair is too much work…"

>>17810

Jenni thinks about the shedding issue. "We could get one of those kind of ugly but cute hairless cats? Or we could get a gene-modded one that doesn't really shed, I guess, but I'm not certain my budget can handle that. That's gotta be a few hundred creds; Krieg could pull it off maybe, but not me."

After saying that, Jenni stops reading her book and sits down to watch the TV. There's a small stool she sits on and she cranes over to look at a puma on the screen. She sort of gawks. "Look at that one! He's so pretty!" She seems excited, like a child.

>>17786

Krieg loses his grin. "I'm sorry," he says, losing a lot of the cheerfulness he tries to maintain. "You know where my room is. Stop by later if you like." He sheepishly gives a final grin as he leaves the lunchroom, looking over his shoulder again to check on Azzy.

Shortly after he is in his bedroom trying on clothes. More ARES brand stuff. Hed decides on a hoodie with the word ARES plastered on each of the sleeves. He lays on his bed for a minute, mulling over his time at the academy. He gets up and exits the bedroom, deciding to go for a walk around campus.

>>17879

Azzy sighs and returns to rapidly eating the meal, trying to ignore and shake off the gaze of the people looking in the general direction, judging.. As soon as it was done, Azzy heads to the sparring/training rooms. There was a very strong urge to hurt something.

>>17921

Adamma looks up from the punching bag she had been whaling on for, what now seems like several weeks. Most of the people who have passed through the small gym Wasswa had taken her to for training were older students and Wasswa had forbidden her to fight anyone who wasn't a first year like herself so she was itching for a fight with someone.

She bounds over you as you enter, and bounces lightly on her feet as she halts in front of you. "Hey, I can recognize that look on your face. You want to beat someone up. Well so do I. Want to go a round? "

Her grin is all teeth as she waits for your response.

>>17925

Azzy remembers this girl, she's in the Martial arts club. She usually follows Wassa around. Azzy's never caught her name though. The young mystic was hoping to work out in solitude, but if the girl was volunteering, fine.

"Sure I c-can go for a round or two. Azzy, and y-you are?"

>>17853

Moko slowly nods as she watches the Puma as well. Her scruffy mane of barely kept hair cascades around her face, falling in front of her eyes.

"Yeah. Those hairless ones are fine by me. But then there's the litter box…And eurgh…I don't think I have the patience for that.."

>>17935

>>17935

I am Adamma Ibinenilion. Sole practiioner of the ancient and sacred

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of the Saharan Jungles of Yore! At your service.

So how do you want to play? We can do boring sparring rules, first blood, knockout, or death.

…

Only kidding about the death part. Don't want to get expelled.

Rolled 2, 88 = 90 (2d100)

Name: Mikasi Steiner

Gender: Male

Race: American (German/Native American)

Age: 19

Fluff: Mikasi was one of those kids who grew up talking three languages and playing with gadgets. Never really the popular kid, he played soccer, researched his dad's family line of shaman leaders, and did a lot of programming and gadget building in his spare time. While he never fully picked up the sort of touch of magic his father did, his mother encouraged his technical gifts, which soon allowed him to create what he could only term as 'magical beam weapons', which caught enough attention for him to be recruited to the academy.

A nerd and introvert to a logical point, he is most comfortable with other gearheads, and otherwise keeps to himself. He may own a hunting knife he used to use when hunting with his father, but no one knows where he keeps it on him.

Archetype: Techno Magician

Status: [Health: 10(10)] [Ego: 9(15)] [Edge: 10(15)]

Powers/Enhancements: [Summon: Wisp] [Lightning Bolt]

Reputation: Unknown

Equipment & Things: [Personal Quarters - Spartan][1st Year Uniform][Protective Totems][Wrist CAD]

Credits: 30 [+10/month]

Bonuses/Eccentricities:

Wind Talker - You're from a long line of shamans, and the magic in your blood is Ancient and enduring. You can see spirits, and if you meditate they may provide you with clues or knowledge. You can also speak a really, really obscure language. Cursing at people could be fun.

Ancient Ritual Magic - Your magic is unique to your blood line, but at the same time it is also filled with a number of things that modern technology could completely ignore. Any spells from your shamanic forefathers will simply take longer to cast than 'modern' magic.

Class 2 Techno-Mage - You're classified as a Class 2 mage. In general, expect to be looked down upon by mages ranked Class 1.

Club: Magical Engineering

Relationships: [Lisbet Silje, 2nd Year - ???][Kennet Carl, 2nd Year - Friend] [Phil G - Friend] [Leary Cormac, 1st Year - Friend] [Ciaran Redmond, 1st Year - Friend] [Alberto Regulo, 1st Year - Friend] [Tamiko Hanae, 1st Year - Friend] [Ernesto Giovanni, 1st Year - Friend] [Alfons Ernest, 1st Year - Friend]

1. Study hand to hand combat. Don't want to end up on the wrong end of another guy's ego again.

2. Research magical-plasma reactions, and maybe hardlight type stuff. Could be useful.

>>17937

Azzy winced as the mystic words washed over the ears. Dammit why does this keep happening today? First the core to the eyes now this. Still, Primordial dance huh? Something to look into later.

"Sparring until P-pin, concession or kn-knockout is fine Adamma. If it was l-lethal you'd be in trouble."

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>17940

Adamma nods, still grinning as she steps onto the mats laid out for this purpose and squares herself off against you.

When she sees you are ready everything about her changes. Gone is the peppy demeanor, the grin has turned into bared teeth and her eyes have turned silver and slitted like a cat. She moves, full of boneless grace across the mat, dashing at you, reaching past your guard with not a fist but fingers curled into claws.

The fight has begun.

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>17941

Azzy too squares off, going through several motions, a faint outline of darkness follows the moving limbs. The Necromancer's face takes a small smirk as thought and threat analyses run through neurons at an electric pace.

Upon Adamma's charge an eruption of blood and shadow emit from Azzy's ahnds as the Necromancer borrow's the aspect of Remmy's talon for combat. The ethereal claws on the left lift up to deflect the outraised hand, while the other hand move to counter.

Combat has begun.

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The fight turns into a flurry of sweeping blows as each combatant turns to a claw-like style. Adamma is momentarily thrown back by the sudden appearance of of talons upon Azzy's hands, but her combat skills soon begin to drive the young necromancer back.

When the two stop moving, Azzy is barely resisting a choke hold by Adamma. However, Azzy's free hand has managed to place ethereal claws at the throat of what seemed to be the ebon-skinned victor.

>Result: Narrow technical victory, Azzy!

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Adamma's posture shifts back to 'normal' as the fight is ended. She smiles, a bit less teeth and a bit more good cheer now that a bit of her stress is washed away.

"Good fight Azzy. " She puts out a hand to shake. "If you ever want to spar again I'll be here for a while. Wasswa wants me to stick around so I don't do something stupid and challenge someone I shouldn't."

>>17952

"Y-yeah, good fight." Azzy's talons retract as a hiss of pain escapes the Mystic's lip. DAmmit they still hurt, and The time at school had slowed Azzy down. That's should not have been that close. Azzy musters a thin smile "I'd sh-shake your hand, but bl-blood is all over it. Hate t-too mess up your hand. If I-i'm looking for a sp-spar alter i'll l-let you know Adamma. Thanks"

>>17957

Adamma ignores the blood and shakes their hand anyway with a quirked grin. She then turns to go back to her punching bag. However she stops before taking more then a few steps and glances over her shoulder.

"Oh Azzy, if you want a friend I'll be here for that too. See ya around."

Adamma resumes her place at the punching bag and starts her routine again.

>>17958

Azzy simply nods before heading to the medical station to wash the blood. Strange girl, but it was nice sparring with her though. Reminded Azzy of happier days at the Fort. After the hands have been cleaned and disinfected Azzy goes to a different training room to work on Necrojutsu forms. Azzy has been getting sloppy of late.

>>17936

[Jenni]

Jenni nods. "We can keep him in my room or whatever. Or maybe we can get a bigger room together; I wouldn't mind cleaning up after him. I just get lonely sometimes. It's not like the Cascades…there were always people around, you know? It feels like I'm alone a lot here…I guess that's what I get for my reputation. I mean, when I was there there were always people around…and men when you needed them." She pauses. "I need a boyfriend or something."

Jenni blows on her bangs and they fly out in front of her head a little bit. "I doubt I'm going to get one here with this fucking thing." She shakes on her anklet. "Or it'll be some creep."

[Lilian]

Distraught over the loss of her love Kojo but glad that she'd made some new friends to forgethaterrible asshole she never really liked anyway, Lilian was lost between her room and where she'd just had lunch when she bumped into a remarkably metallic boy.

He was blonde, tall and, she immediately decided, absolutely beautiful.

"Oh!" she said, blushing and stepping back a bit. "Sorry to bump into you there, stranger." Too awkward. Must lighten mood. "Tehe," she giggled a bit behind her hand, looking him up and down.

>>18034

Krieg, lost in thought, felt a bump before realizing he had walked into a girl. He immediately moved to apologize upon realizing what had happened. "I'm sorry miss…" He paused, he hadn't met this one. "I'm sorry, I don't believe we've met. I'm Krieg." He extended a hand to the girl and gave a smile. "Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going."

>>18049

"It's fine." Krieg stares at the wall for a moment before giving a smile. "Well I got soda poured on me, twice. Two of my shirts got destroyed and I think I'm helping someone through problems, but I'm not entirely sure. It's been… Interesting."

>>18058

"Oh, wow," Lilian says, "TWO shirts? Just today? That's terrible. I'm sorry," she says, rubbing her hands across whatever he's wearing on his chest in an awkwardly close way.

"Wow, you're helping someone through problems? That's awfully nice of you. Mind if we go sit down somewhere? I've been walking all over today myself," she says, gesticulating in the direction Krieg was already headed.

>>17991

Moko thinks about the all boys at the school shes seen. From Kojo the Krieg, there wasn't really…well…anything pleasant to say.

"Well, uh, with all the guys round here…Uh..Well, who isn't a creep is a better question?"

Moko lays her head back, looking up at the ceiling. "I hate to say this, but lets face that facts…The guys here ain't all that….We got that crazy Nazi Kid, although, he ain't bad lookin…That weird kid who was hanging out with the tin man…That weird robo kid who never leaves his suit…You got Mr. Hulkamania…If your into that, I guess thats…Fair enough?…Uh…"

Moko kinda pauses for a moment, as if considering something.

"There's that big ol' Russian guy….He looks…"

Moko struggles to think of the words to describe him.

"Okay. But, to be honest, your almost better off goin with one of the girls…If your into that kinda stuff…..What do you think?"

Moko shrugs, uncaring.

>>18068

Krieg catches on to Lilian's clear motives and leans back a little. Lilian was very… touchy. "I was headed to my room actually…" He trails off trying to maintain his grin as he thought of an alternative. "We could go sit on a bench if you don't want to go to my room…" Krieg stands more upright and begins to fiddle with the strings to his hoodie nervously.

>>18071

Lilian shrugs, then makes for the benches. They seemed closer than the male 1st Year dorms, anyway.

"So," Lilian says, admiring his arms. "I guess you're a tech-aug? That's super cool. I'm a techno-mage myself," she says, indicating her wrist-CAD. "When did you first get augmented?"

>>18069

[Jenni]

Jenni blows on her bangs again. "They don't really…you know…get my gears moving, or whatever. I mean, I've loved a few of my…comrades…in the Cascades, but it never went anywhere really. But that was different..uh…you know..you're about to die..and you just don't want to be alone. She wanted to kiss me and I wasn't into it…even with the alcohol..I thought it would help." She starts to blush a little. "It didn't…"

Jenni then stands and looks out the window. "Yeah, I'd agree about the guys though… except bubble boy. I think I'm going to go after him. He's like a.. something…totally harmless…."

Jenni then pauses and thinks about something as her voice transitions to confusion. "Wait, did you say there was a nazi here?"

>>18072

Krieg nods and grins. Things were not escalating as they were before. "Yeah, I've been one since I was… twelve. Thirteen maybe? No, twelve." He gives a grin and sort of motions to the ARES logo on the hoodie's sleeve. "My dad own's ARES, the big weapons country. He basically had me rebuilt when I got injured, badly." He gives a laugh. So you're a techno magician? Fun. I haven't met any besides you since I got here."

[Jenni]

Jenni scowls. "Yes. You could say that. I may need to make our little friend understand what violence is. I've seen his ilk before. Usually death squad commanders and their goons were far right. I had this one guy captured….right..and I see this eagle….so I pull his neckline down…and it's a fucking Nazi fucking eagle…so..I get my knife out…" She pauses. "And I cut at it to remove it. He starts screaming, and I keep cutting. It's near the skin and I try not to go deep. But I just keep cutting, and he keeps squirming…he's crying right, trying to get me to stop. Had him in this flex cuffs." From here Jenni compresses her palms together; her face seems to roil with anger and her voice rises. “So I just keep CUTTING. And he won't STOP moving. So I had to kick him like this.” She kicks the wall. “And I had to punch him in the face a few times. He starts crying. I got it off him, though. Bastard.”

From here Jenni folds her arms as she smiles a little, then, eventually, she pauses and looks at Moko with some confusion in her eyes. "Uh… yeah. My comfort zone." After speaking, she pulls on her left arm a bit to adjust her shirt, and then stares at the carpet.

>>18087

[Jenni]

Jenni looks at Moko with a look of confusion, then leans in a little. When she speaks her voice is a ton of authority and clarification. "Not him personally, Moko. If I had a list of who did what I'd have been more just about it…you…just gotta..fire from the hip in situations like that. Make a call. Things aren't clear…and things move fast. It's a war. When I see a thing I need to make a judgement. He lived, of course, I just…well, I just cut him a little. I fixed him, really. His mother would have been happy. He's square with god, at minimum."

She goes and sits on the stool and watches the next show on TV: Neo Sharkweek is on, and they have simulacra Richard Attenborough talking about the last living sharks in captivity.

>>18086

A small gasp of understand emits from Moko's lips. "Ahh. Okay." She nods once more, better understanding, thinking about the situation. It makes sense that Jenni would do that. She's very good at calling the shots, and making the hard decisions other people are afraid to make. Helping that guy get rid of that tattoo was awfully nice of her. Watching as a giant Robot shark springs up to eat a small baby seal, Moko yawns.

"Ah. I getcha now…"

>>18098

>>18077

"Oh no!" she said upon hearing of his injury as a youth." She nods. "Yeah, I am. Oh well there's lots of us! I'm in the Magical Engineering club so I run into people like me all the time."

"I guess you're really familiar with it all though, right?" Lilian gesticulates to his arms and such. "Lots of people are getting chrome'd up to go fight the war, but you're like me–we've had our powers long enough to sort of grow into 'em, don't ya think? Almost like an extension of ourselves."

>>18141

Krieg nods, giving a grin and takes a seat on the bench. "Yeah, I don't have a lot of memories from having a human body. I actually used to try synthetic flesh, but when I heat up the stuff sort of melts a bit. Really uncomfortable." He kicks his legs a bit aimlessly, thinking of what to talk about. "It's actually my first day here, you know."

Krieg stretches, resting his arms along the back of the bench. "I know the government has done some work on cyborgs, but I thing implants and nanobots are more common. I'm built to be chocked full of weapons." His grin widens and he pats the spot beside him on the bench. "Are we going to sit?" He laughs a little bit and looks her in the eyes.

>>17778

>Name: William Mason.

>Gender: Male, of course.

>Race: Scottish Human.

>Age: 20

>Fluff:

Born and raised in the Scottish lowlands, William took to the sciences better than his fellow students during his years in school, to the point where at age 18, he attempted to get a degree in nanomachinery. While he did make progress on said degree, learning much about how such technology works, the so-called Apocalypse struck, forcing him to evacuate to the European mainland along with millions of others, and he himself would see himself drafted into the Euro Central 'Apocalypse' Academy for a certain pet project of his…

The project, in question, is a controllable swarm of nanomachines, controlled with just the person's mind. You see, William also happens to be a lazy piece of shit, rarely bothered to do anything half the time, so to create something to allow him to do something with the very minimum of effort appeals to him greatly. The prototype that he had before the Apocalypse could allow for the control over around 70kg of nanomachines, stored within a convenient backpack which also serves as the main way for the person to control said machinery. However, the prototype uses a store-bought mind reader, so the controls lag significantly with more than a second difference between the thought's input and the nanomachine's movement, but with him being put within the Apocalypse Academy, William might see funding to formalize and complete the project of his.

…However, in spite of all that, William felt uneasy, for the Apocalypse in question has neither a clear force, nor any reason why the end is happening at all. The fact that the Apocalypse is happening itself brought a dark mood to him, but without the reasons why it is happening just made his depression about the whole situation worse. But, there must be people to stand up against this 'end', and even if William doesn't have a strong will to fight against those who seek such destruction, he'll still fight, out of pure desperation…

>Archetype: Techno-Enhanced…?

>Status: [Health: 10] [Ego: 10] [Edge: 10]

>Powers/Enhancements:

>Reputation:

>Equipment & Things:

[Personal Quarters - Spartan]

>Bonuses/Eccentricities:

(Because I wanted to join another builder, but I didn't know where to post this sheet of stats)

[Turn Marker #1]

Krieg shut his room door behind him. He was officially a student now. He stretched his arms out from his sides and looked his academy uniform up and down. It wasn't very comfortable, but it also didn't have ARES plastered across some part of it. He had put and ARES headband around his arm, just for a slight bit of branding. He didn't grin though. He was a student now, and had come here to combat worldly threats. He gave a grin, he wasn't going to brood during his time here, it was practically a vacation for him. All those parties his father made him attend, the weapons testing in controlled environments? Bullshit. He wanted some actual combat, some places where people weren't fake. His grin grew a little, almost curling into something with a malicious, killing intent behind it.

Krieg ran his hand through his hair before going for his walk. He just strolled campus, following a fairly organized route through buildings and around most parts of the campus. He eyed the areas for people he knew. Of course, that wasn't many people. He had earned a bit of a reputation as 'that rich kid,' but not too many people had come to talk to him about it. It was interesting for him. Before he came here he had taken up the nickname 'Child of ARES.' Of course, that was mostly a marketing campaign at the time, but the nickname had stuck. Krieg sat on a bench, leaning back to reminisce on choices he had made.

>>18559

[Jenni]

It has been a long week. First bubble boy, and then Moko had…suggested things. Plus Krieg. Plus other stuff. Lucy had also punched Jenni pretty hard and her face hurt and the vague outline of a handprint can be seen on forehead. Also, she wasn't sure if she was going to live for the next couple of months. Maybe she should find bubble boy and pop his bubble. That might help with her mood. Probably.

Eventualy Jenni decides out running. She's not sure what time is is, but she's out running, as the choice is to get depressed. As Jenni stumbles along, she coughs loudly as she slows down. Eventually she cranes over and puts her hands on her knees – swear pours down her face as she looks up.

"Oh, great. You." She stands tall and folds her arms. “You're on my jogging route.”

She knew it wasn't really her route – she changed routes – but she wasn't feeling very diplomatic today.

Jenni's outfit for today was…surprisingly sexual, in a boring sort of "I don't care what I wear" way. Today it was extremely low tight pants and skimpy brazier that was cut for other activities unrelated to running. Waitess in the south? Yes, running? No. Hooker? Nah. Escort? Maybe.

>>18565

Krieg looked up at Jenni, this is the most she'd ever talked to him without blatant insults. He resisted the urge to grin, afraid to somehow upset her with his usual mood. He took note of her outfit, it was skimpy. She was probably off to go see her boyfriend, or 'friend,' or someone with a similar role. "This is my route too. Of course, I don't jog, I take walks." He tips his head a little, "What's with the outfit? Going to see a lover?" Krieg gives a sort of snide grin before adding, "Wanna sit? We could try being decent people for once."

>>18566

[Jenni]

Jenni initially ignores the comment about her outfit. She thinks she's dressed fine for the academy and everyone that thinks otherwise are just a bunch of skinny bitches. Fuck them. If some stupid boys got their dick hard, well, fuck them too. This is normal and young people do this kind of thing. Yeah. Fuck them.

Jenni starts her dialogue with an eyeroll. "What do you know about love, Krieg. You're tin man, after all? I mean, you haven't even proven to me that you can hate yet, let alone love. You remind me of Robocop except I like Robocop. You're more like ED209. What happens on the stairs Krieg?" She laughs, once. After the laugh Jenni stops and thinks about his comments. His words have finally manage to deliver their cargo as her eyes look at her brazier, and then back to Krieg.

Eventually Jenni says "My-my outfit is normal."

There is a slight stutter. It's totally not. You can see way too much cleavage and her breasts are practically hanging out. Also, her pants are sagging a little…to the left..a..bit.

She eventually gets self conscious and spits out: "I…uh… bet Colin would like my outfit."

>>18568

Krieg laughs a bit. Colin? Colin barely felt anything, let alone had /done/ anything. "Colin doesn't like anything he doesn't feel anything. He'd tell you he needs to train harder and that you're in his way." Krieg looks at the ground from the corner of his eye. He hadn't seen robocop. He hadn't watched a lot of movies. He pats the spot beside him on the bench. "Again, do you want to sit?" He leans his head back, slightly bothered by the question of emotion. "You know what, I don't feel love Jenni. I have felt love in the past, I have been quite intimate with people before, but I don't actively feel love." If he could, he would likely have blushed at what he had just said, realizing he was giving his emotions to someone that hated him. He quickly tries to recover, "I know what it feels like to have a lack of it." He stares at the ground, upside down from his perspective, for a moment before looking back at Jenni. He didn't mind the outfit he supposed.

>>18571

[Jenni]

Jenni squints her eyes. "New ploy this time huh. Well, KRIEG, I think Colin is plenty human. He's also extremely cute and handsome and I'm going to make him find time for me." From here Jenni gets a self assured look on her face and smirks. After smirking, she pauses and thinks. She didn't expect that…comment of his. Doesn't feel love? That's bullshit. He's trying to trick me, the shitlord.

Eventually Jenni averts her whole face to the left as she rolls her eyeballs back in her head while speaking. Jenni then makes a mocking tone and says "OH, I DON'T FEEL LOVE." While speaking, she clasps her hands together in a plaintive gesture.

Eventually she unclasps her hands and just glares at Krieg with a look of annoyance. Her blouse flutters a little and she pulls on it to make it stop. Fucker. That will show him to mess with me. He better stay away from Colin too, this could get fucking bullshitty if I have to deal with some constantly. Shitlord.

>>18569

William didn't really get used to this academy after the Orientation, nor did he get into the clubs that were on offer, focusing his time rather on the sack of nanomachinery that led to him being drafted into the academy in the first place.

He wouldn't really have the backpack on him outside, however, keeping it locked up within his room alongside what little he had of blueprints for it. Rather, William would be walking through the academy's park, to keep some degree of fitness for himself as well to see what's where in the place. During his walk, he would notice a girl sitting on a bench, staying by herself away from the hustle of everything else. This would soon appeal to him, for while it might work for him to spend most of his spare time working on the nanomachinery in his room, there is somewhat of a urge to gather a team through friendship or other means, and there is something about /her/ that implies that she would make a good friend…

William would slowly move over to sit alongside Moko, trying to keep a healthy distance to respect her personal space, his legs held together in the attempt to avoid appearing threatening. He would soon gesture his hands to greet the lady, as weak as his own words in the attempt to appeal to her:

"Oh, hey there… Are you, well, are you one of the students? What may your… What's your name?"

>>18572

Krieg cranes his neck a little. Before relaxing it. "Well then talk to Colin, I'm just trying to help." He actually carries a slightly somber mood now, his voice drags a little at the words to follow, "It's not a lack of capacity to love, it's a lack of drive, I suppose. I mean, when you're young, you care for family. When you reach the point of recognizing neglect, you don't exactly feel the same way for those people neglecting you." He pauses for a moment, trying to think of a fair comparison Jenni would understand. Hadn't she mentioned a sibling when they met? He couldn't remember for sure. "You mentioned a sister, no? Does she care about you? I imagine that had an impact." Still not grinning, he met Jenni's eyes. "Hatred is when you take that absence of love for something and try to make yourself feel. I hate certain things. It's not just my father either. Again, I've… loved… before." At this point, Krieg begins to stare past Jenni, his head droops a little. "Do you want to sit?" He motions again to the spot beside him on the bench.

>>18574

[Jenni]

Jenni cranes over and folds her arms again. "NO. I DONWATNTOFUCKINGSIT. My pulse is already falling talking to you when when it's a total waste of time."

She looks annoyed but continues. "Sisters. I have sisters. Phoebe and Merisa. Phoebe is in Ireland and Merisa is in sausageland." She pauses. "Germany. And no thanks to you. If Phoebe was here she's tear your circuit box out and step on it. She's even meaner than me, if you can believe that. Best person in the world though. Goes double for siblings. Merisa is good too, but she's quiet and likes computers. At least she's …reticent about it. Says they're the quote geometric canceration of the world endquote." Jenni at this point laughs a little.

Following the laugh Jenni reverts to a neutral pose and seems to think for a few seconds. "Why the questions Krieg. Want to understand who your ilk has harmed? Phoebe got maimed by an ARES drone, and Merisa lost her high school to a quote smart munition endquote. At least they got to keep limbs; those fancy gadgets you have are for the rich. In the Cascades we didn't get many."

>>18577

"Well, it's… Well, it is William, William Mason. As in, William Mason, not William-William Mason…"

He looks to his other side for a moment, sighing as he too tries to think of something to extend the conversation on, before finally looking back to Moko.

"So, Moko… I am guessing you're here- You are new here, alongside myself, right? The uniform kinda, you know, suggest so?"

>>18576

Krieg looked at her squinting. Whatever brief moment of kindness he had seen in Jenni was gone. She at least wanted to talk about herself. He thought about Jenni for a moment, the fact she seemed to have it together, yet be so broken. He couldn't understand it. He continued to stare past her. She wasn't entirely bad, no matter what Azzy said. She was hurting, and all the people that told him stay away didn't realize she was continuing to seek him out. He remembered the scar she had shown him. ARES had caused it. He felt… bad, that the brand had done it to her, but why? He hadn't swung the blade, he didn't make the weapon, he didn't own the company. He couldn't even explain the empty feeling he had for Jenni. He caught the end of what she was saying. She asked why he wanted to know about the sisters and the ARES equipment that had harmed them. He rolls his eyes. "Depending on the drone model, the barrel usually juts out from a narrow space. It's small, but its a weak point that can disable most of the weapons and in some cases knock out the entire machine. You just have to be a good aim. Smart bullets are easy to fake out, you just have to be fast. Or if you have any sort of smoke or cover to hide the targeted point. Speed is key." He kicks his legs a little. "I was just asking, since my father doesn't give me the time of day. I was just asking about your family." He looks out of the corner of his eye again. "You do look nice today…" Realizing what he said again, he quickly tries to recover. "I mean, I'm sure you'll give Colin his first erection or whatever it is you're trying to do to that poor boy… er, genetic experiment."

>>18579

Moko looks down at the uniform shes wearing, the shoulders clearly smaller and less poofier than her higher classmates.

"Uh…Yeah…I guess I'm pretty new here…I think got here only two weeks ago…You seem new as well…"

Moko scratches the back of her neck, pondering for a moment.

"Uh..No offense, but you don't seem like much..but look whos talking, right?"

>>18580

[Jenni]

Jenni adjusts her collar a little bit as she slowly absorbs what is said. "I know that about the drones. They're pretty common." She eventually points at a small mark on her left arm. "The smoke doesn't work sometimes. The first models you could defeat with smoke, but the later models, no. Their firmware is too good." She makes a frown. "They call it progress. Companies like Krieg live and die on corpses. All that flow from them are the result of corpses. You are the result of corpses."

Jenni eventually gets defensive as she concludes her previous statement and moves into the next. "As for Colin, I'm…not doing anything to him. He's…he's not even…you know…he's new and hasn't hurt anyone. God, he's probably going to die without anyone, experiment or not. He deserves someone before the end. You realize we're going to die here, right? Jesus."

Jenni gets upset and looks away. "Christ I never thought about this while I was in combat. You can't think about it. This is all so…different. Now having a roof is a luxury. Nobody shooting at you." Her left leg fidgets a bit as she speaks.

>>18581

William tried to laugh off the comment in the attempts to brighten the overall mood, but it would be cut short to only a few 'hehs', realising partway through that it wouldn't help at all. To replace it, he instead tries to shrug it off with a literal shrug.

"Well… At least you are in the school's uniform, I only got bothered to put on what I normally wear all the time. Not like proper school uniform matters, especially with the apocalypse at our…"

A cough of his own broke that sentence, realizing that it's not really fitting to talk about such things so soon and out of the blue, as he soon tries to talk about something else:

"…Well, are you, w-well, do you want to be pals, or friends? I mean, one can't be lonely in a academy, right?"

>>18583

Moko nods her head slowly. Sure, she had just met the guy, but he seemed alright enough. Besides, it never hurt to have too many friends, right? Eh…Maybe.

Swinging her legs idly in the wind, Moko looked over the boy with her droopy, sleepy eyes. "Yeah. seems cool to me."

Moko than reclines back onto the bench, sprawling out and making herself comfortable.

"You uh, seem to be…" Moko's yawn interrupts her sentence mid word, the loud bellowing derailing her train of thought.

"Uh..What was I gonna say again?" She places a hand on her head, trying and mostly failing to work out her memory. "uh…Off by yourself? Yeah…Never even seen you before today…"

>>18582

"We aren't going to die," Krieg snaps, tone much angrier than before. Almost immediately, his voice quickly regains its softer tone. "Colin will live too. I've already seen his power, briefly. He produced some sort of hex like in an AT field. He's too pure for either of us." Krieg's somber tone returns as he stands up. "We're going to make it out of here fine," he says, as if trying to reassure himself. He mumbles, "I'll… I'll protect you," before looking at her awkwardly. "Do you want to jog together? We could… go to my room after, if you wanted… Colin's is next door, but he's likely off studying somewhere."

>>18584

A slight smile came to William's face hearing Moko agreeing to become his friend, as he soon moves a bit farther to give Moko the room to relax…

"That's, kinda true, I spent most of my 'free' time over in my room, trying to make sure the thing that brought me here works as well as it must, you know, so that the thing doesn't backfire and spell my own death, out there…"

He sighs once more, once again feeling that he's making the topic too dark once again. He soon turns to see Moko eye-to-lazy-eye as he continues the talking on, his hands gesturing to add to his words:

"You don't mind that topic, right? I mean, that's, that is what we're here for, to keep trying to fight against the evil that would otherwise, well, see us all dead…"

>>18586

[Jenni]

Jenni sighs. "No, we're not going make it. At least I'm not. Still made of meat, remember? I think the great humor of all of this is that we will need to abandon all humanity to survive, and what will survive won't be worth saving. Trust me Krieg, it is not a very fun road." She rolls her eyes a little. "Gotta drink the blood or go mad, as they say."

At this point Jenni laughs, but the laugh is creepy and…sexual in an extremely feminine way. There is something wrong with it, but you can't put your finger on it.

Eventually Jenni leans in a little and puts her arms on her hips as she speaks. "But seriously, your father probably sent you here to die, or, less cynically, as a way to slake the hunger of the shareholders. Seen the stock markets Krieg? They're sort of interesting. Every time an attack happens their stocks go up. You're the latest advertisement for some shitty fucker sitting in New York…or whatever's left of it. At least when I spill blood I don't make people rich. Every scar was worth it and precious because it was an attempt to stop …" She gestures. "… this madness."

She leans in some more and continues. "One of the enemies on the training list is humans, Krieg. How about this: you kill some, and you come back to me, and then we talk. You might start to understand. Look into their eyes as you cut them to ribbons. Look into their eyes as they cry and beg. Look at them as hard as you can. I realize might have cyborg eyes, but your mirror neurons should still work." She pauses and continues. "When you've got the violence in you, I'll know, and we can be friends. Then you will know." She pauses and smiles. "And I'll know."

Eventually Jenni leans back and looks at Krieg with a fixed gaze; she tilts her head a little bit with slightly drooped and bored eyes.

"Which room is Colin in."

>>18589

Kreig gives a weak smile, as if in pain. "I'm here by choice. My dad didn't want to send me and get his fancy weapon scratched. After all, I'm merchandise." He repeats himself, a little more audibly. "I'll… protect you." He pauses for a moment before he rolls his eyes at the question of Colin, "And again, I'm not sure what room Colin would be in. His room usually has light shooting from under the door when he's there, so it's hard to miss. I'll show you to it if we go to mine." His voice drops to little more than a whisper as his left arm makes a sort of popping noise as he presses his bayonet against Jenni's back, using it to pull her in close to him. His face inches away from hers, he smirks. "No violence in me? It's all about controlling those tendencies, not showing them. That's where we differ. You want to leave, but I'm on vacation." His grin grows becoming somewhat violent before his face relaxes and it drops and he retracts the blade. "All close like this, I agree, the outfit is cute." He laughs a little. "So, are we going to go check Colin's room?"

>>18591

[Jenni]

Jenni doesn't move for a moment. After a few seconds her face twists into a visage of rage mixed with excitement. Her hair seems to move a little and her breathing increases. Sweat becomes visible as all of her muscles tense, and her teeth gradually occupy a good portion of her face. She speaks through a smirk, and her tone is sneering bordering of disgust. "Oh. Hydean …"

Jenni's excitement fades after a few moments and her face collapses into boredom. She's thought of something.

Jenni then makes a tut-tuting noise and states flatly: "That acting doesn't impress me. Men have tried to impress me with their little stabbing implements for awhile. Wake me when you've got some experience with it, and we'll talk. Until then you're just a virgin in a can. Something better than the ranch horse, of course…"

Jenni then steps back and sucks on her index finger in a vulgar way for a moment, mockingly, then she stops and starts running again.

Her cackle is audible for a couple of seconds as she moves from view.

>>18565

Lucy left the Gym, having finished training for the day.

"I oughta visit Jenni again. Ouch, that look on her face after that first punch. That was way to fucking hard, what was I thinking just because she's a war criminal doesn't make her a goddamn tank like I am."

>>18593

That was when she bumped into Krieg. Looks like he's not covered in soft drinks today.

"Ei, Krieg, how are ya?

You seen Jenni at all today?"

Lucy asked Krieg knowing that there was a very good chance he had seen her, or vice versa. For some damn reason she and him kept on bumping into each other. If it weren't for the fact that she'd heard from the grapevine Jenni was eyeing that Colin kid she'd start to make some assumptions about those two.

>>18591

>>18602

Mislink.

>>18602

Krieg gives what could best be described as a 'laughing sigh,' the sound was awful as he exhaled while giving a sort of cackle. "Well," he started sarcastically, "She was dressed like a tramp, not for jogging at all, and is likely about to go molest my quite innocent friend, Colin, despite my warnings. Past there I think she just got horny and ran off. She mentioned a Hydean? I dunno. Oh, also I think she mentioned she fucked a horse." He shrugs and stretches a bit. "I dunno how you people make it in these uniforms. I think I'm going to start wearing ARES stuff under this." He looks out of the corner of his eye for a moment, staring at the ground before looking back at Lucy, his grin faltering a little. "I, well, I think…" Krieg fidgets for a moment. "I thin she'll hurt Colin, y'know? Or he'll hurt her and she'll get mad at him. I don't think they're right for each other…" He stares at Lucy for a moment. "I mean, I don't like her or anything, but that's my opinion on the matter. Yeah. It's just I'm looking out for my pal Colin. Yep." He sat back on the bench, launching his bayonet then reloading it. Pressing it against Jenni had been the first time he had used it since coming to the academy. He had forgotten how nice the 'pop' was when he activated it. "So yeah, maybe try to talk her out of it or something. I will if need be." He awkwardly adds, "Where does she hang out? I'm just curious."

>>18610

"How do you think I feel? If it wouldn't piss of Jenni I'd ask for an ARES shirt myself. . .a size larger than you I imagine."

Lucy smirked, standing in front of him with her arms crossed. Looking out for his friend Colin eh? Slowly her perspective on Krieg began to mellow. Lucy would continue to reply, unphased by Krieg's constant weapon fidgeting except to be slightly envious of his ability to do that.

("Goddamn they take away all my guns but let him walk around the campus like that this is some fucked up bullshit.")

"You're looking out for your friend huh? I'm looking out for mine." she says.

"Seems we might do good keeping an eye on them together dontch'a think? Seeing as how we both care for them.

And hey, what's the worse that could happen? I mean, she hates your guys and all she did was swear to kill you and pour soda.

I think it's good Jenni's finding a nice hunk of man to get some loving. I actually think getting a nice hard lay will fix a ton of her shit."

>>18613

Krieg just starts laughing uncontrollably. "A good lay?" He keeps laughing. "Fix everything?" Suddenly Krieg becomes nearly silent. "I mean, she's… Delicate, I think. I'm not sure that'll actually fix a lot. And what do you mean 'Keep an eye on them /together/'?" Krieg laughs again. "What happened to that boy you had following around? Not enough." He gives a sigh. "You're not exactly my type, either."

>>18619

"Hey, I'll be honest. Nobody ever has enough. You're dad is rich as hell but do you think he's retiring anytime soon?

I'm just saying, we really should keep an eye on our friends. Especially because we care about them. You and I both know how hard it is to keep tabs on Jenni, but you watching out for Colin and me watching for her we'll keep em from mauling each other for sure."

Lucy takes a seat beside Krieg, and stretches for a bit, before turning to him.

"And besides, you aren't my type either." she says frankly.

"But you are cute.

Tell me is there any part of you still human under all that? Because if your dad spayed you I feel really sorry for ya."

Lucy scratches her side before turning to face Krieg.

"Trust me Krieg, when you've walked in my shoes and deal with the chance of dying on a regular basis, when you see that look in people's eyes as they beg, for the chance to tell someone they love them, or to breathe just a little bit longer, you learn to appreciate the simple pleasures of living and dispense with the bullshit.

I don't plan on dying, nobody does, but I plan on living before that happens. You oughta do the same. Too many sad, lonely boys dying or getting maimed out, there never even touched a woman in their life." Lucy says, shaking her head.

>>18621

Krieg gives a snide grin. "I've… Slept around. What, are you just trying to get a quick lay out of me now? And no, I'm just a brain, but I've got some prosthetics that are just as good if not better than the real thing." He gives a sigh for emphasis on how /tiresome/ this whole thing was. "If you are, who's room? Yours is probably more furnished."

>>18622

"I ain't trying to do anything Krieg. But you know where my room is, and I'm gonna be there tonight. All you have to do is knock on the door." Lucy remembers certain someone else who did NOT knock on the door.

After that Lucy pauses, before speaking again.

"Better than the real thing eh. I'll hold you to that.

Jotaro has the finger of God and he ain't tiny but. . . yeah, kid's got no endurance at all. It's like he's exhausted all the damn time."

She slightly wonders if that might be her fault but putting it out of her mind.

"Anyway, I gotta catch up on Jenni. I did a number on her boxing the other day. If I'm lucky I'll catch her before she just as she catches Colin."

>>18622

[GM META: Due to the fact that Krieg is a military model prototype, He is a Ken Doll down there. ARES IS WORKING ON A ROBODONG, MAYBE. IF THERE ARE PAYING CUSTOMERS.]

Will was in the firing range in his free time. He noticed a few kinks in the Lance Shot spell and was making ever so small adjustments and testing the efficiency of the spell afterwards. Wouldn't help too much on its own but would give him some ideas on how to upgrade the spell. The poor back wall already had two new holes and might be getting a third soon.

>>18587

Moko stretches out her arms lazily, shaking her head as she does so. She doesn't seem all too worried nor concerned, or if she was, she didnt show it at all.

"Yeah.. Don't worry about it.. I dont really care, to be honest.. I am mostly here for the free food and housing…"

She shrugs, looking a bit melancholic.

"Besides, not much use for a gal like me right?"

She pauses for a moment, looking a little weird doing so.

"Uh, i think I might need to go soon. I just remembered something.."

>>18629

William nodded a bit, a hand raising as he goes on to ask her a question:

"Well, can I know what your room number is, at the least? That way we can get to know, well, ourselves better. And in case you rather want to come to my place, it's the male dorm in the campus's south, room number 2… 215, so the 15th room on the first/second floor, alright?"

>>18634

"Uh, gotcha…" Moko nods her head. "Uh.. Room 113.. I think is mine.. So thirteenth room on the first floor right?.. So uh.. Yeah, you can come by and uh.. Watch tv. I guess. Maybe sleep? Anyways, I gotta go talk to a uh.. Buddy about something. See ya aroubd william"

Moko slowly prys herself off the bench, and shuffles down the path, away from William

Krieg wandered the halls for a while. It had been a rough day and it was only going to get rougher that night unless his plan went well. He went to the sparring room, wanting to practice training for actual combat, something he had yet to do since arriving. Inside, it was a myriad of unrecognized faces, and he realized he hadn't actually been here before. Several people were fighting around the room. He slouched against a wall, watching the people spar, several were quite skilled with the techniques they utilized. He unbuttoned his school uniform's shirt, revealing an ARES sweatshirt he had gone to his room to put on. It was a lot more comfortable than the uniform shirt. He dropped the shirt to the ground and stretched.

>>18646

From aside him, a small voice piped up to alert him of their presence.

"Hey, whats up Krieg?"

From her diminutive height, none other than Moko looked up at the Larger student. She seemed to be out of place, wearing her usual uniform admist many workout uniforms and sparring gear.

"Have you seen Jenni? I am looking for her.. I thought she would be here.. Guess not.."

She yawns slightly, her body hung like she hasn't slept for days.

>>18646

>>18647

As most of the time he hadn't been spending around Konstantin Viktor was in the sparring room doing largely what it was meant for. Though he had been competing against opponents of higher classes for a long time now and largely been keeping his face while loosing he fealt that there was still much to be learned from his own fellow classmates as well.

It was then that he spotted the familiar logo of the ARES-Company. A symbol of German ingenuity and industrial spirit it was one of the leading manufacturers of all things war related. Certainly a proud symbol to carry on his chest for any German.

"Nettes Logo.", Viktor complimented the guy's choice of attire, then his eye fell on the much less impressive creature that had apparently been around for a while now. Viktor put a sceptic look on his face, believing that a simple, "Hello.", would suffice for this one, then turning back to the guy.

"Trägst du das nur zum Spaß oder gibts auch eine Geschichte dazu?", Viktor went ahead in assuming the guy spoke German, asking whether the guy's choice of clothing was merely based on coincidence or had an actual reason.

>>18647

>>18648

"She's off terrorizing my friend Colin," Krieg says, stretching aimlessly before turning to the boy that had approached him. "Ich bin der Sohn des Besitzers des Unternehmens. Ich bin ein Kind der ARES." Krieg gave a shrug. "Ich versuche, ein Großteil davon nicht zu machen. Sind Sie hier, um sowie Holm?" Krieg emits a pulsating glow for a moment before extending a hand. "Mein Name ist Krieg, und Ihnen?"

"Viktor Stahlbrecher.", Viktor responded, taking Krieg's hand and shaking it, "Wobei man mich hier auch als modischen Faschisten bezeichnet, wenn ich mir diese kleine Eitelkeit erlauben darf.".

For a split second a slight frown washed over Viktor's face as he questioned what kind of person only had one name, then again Krieg could simply be the guy's last name. Wouldn't be that uncommon.

"Egal.", Viktor waved off, "Und ja, ich bin auch für Trainingskämpfe hier, wobei ich sagen muss, dass ich in letzter Zeit nicht allzu erfolgreich gewesen bin. Aber wenn du möchtest könnten wir beide die Zeit nutzen und ein bisschen Üben, es schadet schließlich nie seine Verbündeten wie seine Gegner in und auswendig zu kennen.".

"Ich bin offen für die Idee . Wie wäre es an dieser Stelle dort drüben?" Krieg points to an open area near the center of the room and walks there. "Ich bin aus Metall, also keine Angst , mich zu schlagen so hart, wie Sie brauchen." He waits for Viktor to move over to him.

>>18654

Viktor moved into position, he was not particularly concerned about punching Krieg, after all he had made the point that he was made out of metal. Obviously Viktor would not be as blunt as to openly punch him on the metal arms, but if he truly wanted to succeed he would need to focus on his enemy's weakspots.

He could not have the luxury of simply assuming his opponents had fleshy bits, but every construction had a weakness, he would have to look out not to inhibit or damage any essential cables that supported Krieg with the basic survival functions, odd to think of him more as a machine than a man. Though even now Viktor had to admit to himself that knowing Krieg's vital weakpoints would not merely be of use in order to avoid striking them during sparring.

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>18655

[Sparring Match][Combat Dice 1d100]

Krieg took a sideways stance. He hadn't done anything with martial arts or similar before. While Krieg had often focused on targeting and speed efficiency in weapons testing and shooting targets, he didn't know how well it would translate to fighting. During the fight he aims for his opponents arms and legs. If he could disable his opponents weapons, he would hold an immediate advantage. Krieg attempted to use a series of sweeping moves and strikes with the palm during his fighting style in order to knock his opponent off balance.

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>18657

For the beginning Viktor would have to focus on avoiding his opponents attacks for the beginning of the sparring match, after all he was a man made of metal. Hopefully he would be able to stay in the fight long enough in order to find the weakspot he needed to knock Krieg out cold, otherwise he would be at a considerable disadvantage. Then again, loosing didn't really mean anything if you could look fashionable while doing so.

>>18653

>>18651

>>18648

Moko looked back and forth, watching the conversation go back and forth, completely unable to under stand what they were saying. Following them to ring, it dawned upon Moko. Ugh. Dawned. Mornings and waking up.

What was she thinking about? Oh right! They were speaking some sort of… Language… Not english.. Jeez… What other language is there..

Watching them enter the ring, Moko mentally connected the dots. They were speaking French! Obviously. Well, two people can play that game! Remembering and concentrating on her past, she soon found what she was looking for.

"Sono Furansu no otoko, kurīgu-san no garakuta o uchimasu!" Moko slowly mumbled out, remembering her life In japan

>>18662

[GM Meta: This works perfectly for a summary. Krieg wins.]

>>18662

>>18657

Nods her head sagely, as she watches the Frenchman cover his cowardly ways with excuses. Jeez, if this guy had been German, he might have had a chance. Although, trying to fist fight robots is never a good idea…

Anyways, back to reality.

"Uh, not too bad Krieg. So uh, I suppose now is a good time to try my.. Uh, skills right? Unless you'd like to rest first. I wouldn't mind a nap either"

>>18661

>>18662

>>18660

>>18669

Krieg gives a grin and stretches. "It was a good fight. It was actually my first. I know I'm going to get my ass kicked at some point. Probably soon if I'm unlucky." He laughs a bit extends a hand to his opponent. "We should do it again some time." He cranes his head towards Moko. "Tou wanna go next?" Krieg has a rather large grin. He's been wanting to test Moko's 'hidden strength' for a while. "We can go now if you want. I'm still wanting to see your 'hidden power.' It'll be fun and I'm warmed up now." Krieg strikes his fighting pose again, grinning from ear to ear.

>>18670

Viktor took Krieg's hand and shook it, a sportsman no doubt. Though he was curious to see what the unimpressive looking sleeping pill would be able to do. Perhaps watching the fight would give him an opportunity to evaluate its strengths, but most importantly, find its weaknesses.

>>18670

Moko looks a little awkward as she smiles sheepishly. Shit. I was hoping that French guy would tire Krieg out…. Uh.. Shit.

Moko simply shrugs, before lifting one of her arms in the air, almost as if she was trying to give up.

"Uh.. Ready on your word.. Unless you, uh would rather not.."

>>18676

>>18677

>>18675

"Go ahead and throw your powers around too. I've got my own ways of handling your chains." Krieg gives a friendly smile as his right palm begins to glow and his bayonet pops from his right hand." He sticks out his tongue, it's silver. "And try not to kill anyone." He looks at Colin. "Oh hey Colin, we need to talk in a bit, I'm about to see what Moko's powers commotion is all about. after this, you and I can spar too." He holds his fighting pose, left hand forward, bayonet behind.

>>18675

Konstantin Strolled in the gym, out of his suit for the first time all day. He was keen to notice his friend Viktor shaking hands with a fellow student. Both looked dogged and flush, no doubt from training hard to beat the enemy. He walked up to them

>>18675

>>18670

"Greetings Viktor!" He said to his friend, turning to the other student, whose mechanical arms reminded Konstantin of one of the various manacles he had on him in the Gulag "Fellow comrade, I am Konstantin, a pleasure" He turned to face them both "Are we engaging in party approved sparing for the betterment of our combat abilities?"

>>18679

"I am most certainly willing to Konstantin.", Viktor said with a blatant grin on his face, "I just want to see how this next fight turns out. The somewhat washed out looking something is competing against this ARES bred machine.", he gestured over to the two fighters, "Though obviously one of them looks like an unimpressive slob this probably doesn't mean that it is just as incapable as one, after all it made its way here.".

Leaning backwards and continuing a little more silent Viktor whispered to constantin, "I actually lost my sparring match with the metal man. A complete shame to be honest, I didn't even manage to land a solid hit.", he shook his head silently before continuing, "I suppose I will just have to devote more time to training and sparring.".

He then continued to silently watch the fight that was about to unfold.

>>18677

>>18680

Blinking a few times Viktor realized that he forgot something. "Oh yeah, uh. Hi dude.". He nodded to the guy.

>>18678

Colin nods, his small grin not dropping as he responds evenly yet again. Take your time Krieg, I can wait."

>>18679

Colin waves at the newcomer and greets him. "Hello there."

>>18684

Colin just nods back and then turns his attention back to the spar.

>>18686

"Greetings comrade" Konstantin retorts, feeling an odd kinship with the student, as if they had been friends in a past life

>>18680

"Good, good. I wish to test my mettle against our fellows, I must pay my body back for the time it spent idling in a hospital bed" Konstantin says to his friends, a smirk on his face

>>18684

>>18679

>>18686

>>18678

Mere minutes after Konstantin strode what looked like a forty-something man with a handlebar moustache, a bandanna, and a tight t-shirt that showed off every inch of his terrific physique. He also had skin as tan as a hotdog, but, hey, that wasn't RELEVANT.

"Been a WHILE since I've watched some matches, BROTHER! I'm eager to see what everyone's GOT in 'em, man."

>>18690

Viktor opened his mouth and looked around at the people, seemingly nobody feeling that it was odd that a 40 something year old man with a handlebar moustache was apparently not an instructor, but part of the students. After a few more questioning looks to the surrounding people Viktor decided to just deal with it.

Certainly his terrifying physique would make him a formidable opponent, perhaps Viktor would find the time to fight him, once he had sparred sufficiently with Konstantin of course.

>>18690

Colin greets the new arrival with a smile despite his even tone. "Nice to meet you."

>>18689

Colin smiles and nods that the other student had returned his greeting.

>>18688

>>18689

>>18690

Seamus strolled into the gym to get ready for some fighting/sparring. Downing the last of the bottle of a local brew from his village and put the empty bottle into the bag he had slung over his shoulder and noticed a few people he recognized. For starters their was the boy Colin he met when he first arrived as well as the blonde haired kid that had been locked in an argument the last time he saw him,but other than that everyone else was a complete stranger to him. Putting a grin on his face he strided over to his friend and said hello. ""What's happenin chum?" seamus said intending to strike up a conversation with colin as he waited for a sparring partner.

>>18688

>>18694

>>18689

Viktor looked at Moko and then back to his best friend, "I told you the emo wasn't as useless as he appears on first sight. Never underestimate an opponent just cause they don't know how to groom themselves. He's probably a mage or something, though I can't pretend I'm an expert on the subject.", fixing his already perfect clothing he pointed to another free sparring area, "Though I suppose you probably know how to evaluate an enemy better than I do. Shall we then?".

>>18695

Colin greets his friend with a smile and a wave. "Krieg is facing off against several students in sparring matches, he is currently fighting another student name Moko, although, I have a bad feeling about the way this fight will go down."

>>18696

Konstantin did something he rarely did, but often did around viktor; he smiled, but this was a knowing smile, as one might give a brother. "Gladly friend."

>>18689

Suddenly Colin feels a pang of recognition, something id… Familiar about this other student. Colin decides to speak with him more. "I realize that we haven't been formally introduced yet, my name is Colin." Colin head twitches to the west but he restrains himself. "Ah, this question may be odd but, do you by any chance know what an AT field is?"

>>18689

>>18689

Suddenly Colin feels a pang of recognition, something id… Familiar about this other student. Colin decides to speak with him more. "I realize that we haven't been formally introduced yet, my name is Colin." Colin head twitches to the west but he restrains himself. "Ah, this question may be odd but, do you by any chance know what an AT field is?" Colin isn't certain why he asked the question. Instinct perhaps? Something is telling him that this student has more to him than meets the eye.

>>18702

>>18701

Konstantin's face turned very plain very face, he whispered to the student "Later, not in a place like this. Too many people around, somethings better left unsaid"

>>18699

"Krieg? That the blonde haired lad? You're probably right mate, dun like the looks of those ferking chains. I think I'm gonna stay far away from whatever the ferk that is.." Seamus says with a shudder as he thinks about the outcome of that fight before putting a grin back on his face. "So mate, yer waiting for someone to scrap with as well right?" He asks as he pulls another bottle of liqueur out of the back pack that was on his shoulder. He hastily pops the cap off and gulps half of the bottle down before offering the rest to colin.

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>18700

Viktor would go up against his dear friend Konstantin. Although his training had not paid off yet and he had lost the first sparring fight of the day he decided to give his friend a hard time, trying to find and exploit the weaknesses of his friend.

This was certainly going to be a hard fight, but Viktor did not plan on going down easy, after all he had to prove a thing or two, not to other people, but mostly to himself.

Even if Viktor was going to win, which was by no means a given, he would let Konstantin have the win. After a row of bad experiences his friend needed this way more than he did.

>>18703

Colin's smile falters as the conversation turns so serious, he nods to the other student. Where At fields such a dangerous topic to broach? perhaps it is a cultural difference. They where even mentioned in the last class lecture but it is best to follow the other students lead and discuss this elsewhere and later.

>>18704

Colin turns his attention back to his friend Seamus and his small smile returns, though it appears somewhat strained due to the conversation he just had as well as his worry over Krieg. "yes, I was going to face Krieg next for a trial run of my abilities but now, not only does it seem like he will be unable but…" Colin glances at the student he was just speaking with. "Perhaps it would be better to postpone stress testing my abilities."

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>18705

Konstantin would spar with his friend, for to fight each other now means that fighting the enemy later will be much easier. Sweat in training so you don't bleed in combat. That being said, he would give it his all, he owed everyone no less then that

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>18707

>>18705

Konstantin picks up the heap that is currently Viktor, dusing him off and patting him on the back "Good show friend! This has helped me greatly! Maybe I can learn some of that KrautJutsu I've heard so much about next time?"

>>18706

"Aye lad, I agree looks like things are about to get ugly, lad may very well be in tatters after this." Seamus said with a grim expression as he continued watching the fight.

>>18705

>>18707

Colin takes his eyes away form the main spectacle to watch the other two students fight, it is remarkably and surprisingly one sided.

Azzy walks into the sparring noticing the rather large crowd for this time of day, watching a fight. The Haemonculus Colin was there, as was the Mecha pilot who rarely talked, the Fascist who had previously kicked Azzy's ass in Martial arts club, and others. They were watching a fight.

"Wh-what's going on g-guys?"

Gwen is whistling to herself as she walks through the halls, kind of bored, wondering if she'd run into anyone she knows in her wanderings.

>>18713

"There's SPARRING matches goin' on, bo-rother, cheerin' people on from the SIDELINES!"

Hogan solidly pats the stuttering student on the back, gesturing to the various varieties of assbeating on display.

>>18713

Colin notices the newcomer and politely waves and greets her… him? "Krieg is facing off against Moko in a sparring match… it does not seem to be going in Krieg's favor. Ah, I don't believe that we've formally met by the way, my name is Colin. nice to meet you."

[[Posting For GM]]

>>18688

>>18694

Only a pair of small chains appear as the fight begins, Krieg easily cutting them apart and closing on Moko.

As he goes to deliver a blow to end the fight, however, Krieg notices that something is wrong. Moko's eyes are no longer looking -at- him, but through him. Chains that defy physics erupt from behind Moko, wriggling with serpentine life as a trio of them first block Krieg's attack, then sever his arm above the elbow as if his body were paper. The onslaught of chains dance after Krieg as he attempts to escape chains as thick as his limbs.

"GET OUT OF THERE, ALL OF YOU!" Cries a voice from the facility's intercom, and blast shields begin to descend over the doorways.

Krieg feels a chain wrap around his leg as he attempts to escape, only for the chain to shatter as a pair of blurs form into fellow students. The pair of senior students manage to fend off Moko's chains long enough for Krieg to escape, using blades to cut through the chains that attack.

By the time they both slide under the closing blast door, each of them is a mess of blood and torn uniform.

"Is everyone alright? The medics should be here in a minute." Those of you present for orientation recognize Amanda Greyhail, a member of the Student Council. She flinches as spells visibly dissipate from her person.

Her partner's wounds already seem to be healing, though his clothing is far worse off than Miss Greyhail's.

When the Staff finally arrives, cameras show that an exhausted Moko has fallen asleep on the ground where she had stood. She is carried to the infirmary, where she awakes with no memory of the event and no injuries.

>>18717

Colin rushes to Krieg's side to offer what assistance he can. "Krieg, you appear injured, are you alright?"

>>18719

Colin nods to Krieg and says. "Ah, I see. It is good that you are well. See to it that your repairs are done properly."

>>18715

Azzy seeing the hand coming tenses up but doesn't freak out. That was just How Hogan was, no sense of personal space. Still grating as hell, but no harm meant. "I c-can see that Hogan. Thanks."

>>18716

Azzy turned to look at the boy. Pale skin, and hair, red eyes, some sort of odd energy field. The kid was clearly a Haemonculus of some kind, made a new weapon of some kind. "N-nice to m-meet you too, Name's Azzy, you–

>>18717

Azzy is gone in a flash, as the crowd of people had already made the young mystic nervous. The fact Moko had seemingly lost control AND the aberrant nature of the chains only served to make Azzy exit the Sparring ground faster. Once outside Azzy contemplated borrowing Remmy's talons again, but considering the uncertain nature of what was occurring decided against it.

When everyone was recovered Azzy rested against a wall away from everyone else. Azzy was relieved Kreig took more or less superficial structural harm, He could replace a cybernetic arm with ease given his wealth and connections. Azzy then approached Amanda when

"Miss Greyhail, m-may I speak to you in private? Pl-please?"

>>18717

Seamus slowly walks over and stands beside colin. "While oil be fooked I thought this was a ferking sparring match not a bloody death match? why in sweet baby jesus's name would they let someone with what seems to me to be little to no ferking control over their self spar?" Seamus breaks into a rant, with the alcohol already in his system nothing was going to stop him from putting his 2cents into the event. "What facking boggles me the most though is why the only thing that saved our sorry arses from being maimed WAS A BLOODY IRON GATE?! What is the logic behind that?." Seamus stops his rant to look down and notices from where he was standing so close to the chain related battle eight bottles of bear had busted inside his bag. He opens it and confirms that eight bottles had indeed busted open, thankfully the only thing in his bag was beer,but it was damn good beer. "Eight beers…..THEY SPILLED EIGHT OF ME FUCKING BEERS." Seamus calms down and stops shouting for a moment and looks at colin. "Eight beers lad, eight fucking beers. Whats the fucking craic there?!" seamus says to him clearly irritated.

>>18724

Colin looks to Seamus and nods along as he listens to his friends complaints. “I’m certain that the metal wall was more durable than iron and as we saw the senior students were quick to respond and render assistance. I am sorry about you beers though, at least there will always be more where they came from, right?”

>>18725

"Aye,but they were damn good…" Seamus says as he shakes his head lamenting over the loss of his beers.

>>18723

Konstantin gave his friend a worried look "We better take you to the infirmary, if anyone ask, I'll just say you took one of those massive chains to the face."

>>18724

Miss Greyhail stares at the Irishman for a moment, and Seamus can sense the ENGLISH in her blood. "Those blast doors are layered in alloys I can't even begin to pronounce. They'll stop almost anything."

>>18722

Greyhail blinks at Azzy. "Yes, of course." The male student has to help her limp away from the others, but they take you to one of the observation rooms for another sparring area.

"What is it… Ah, actually, I don't know your name. Sorry."

>>18726

Colin pats his friend on the back. "You brought them from home didn't you?" Colin glances at the spilled Irish beers. "it will cost more and take longer, but you can more than likely get more shipped here, right?"

>>18728

Colin sees the duo of students leaving and walks up to the one who seemed familiar. "Wait, before you leave I would like to know your name, mine is Colin. Also, where would you like to talk once things are settled?"

>>18725

>>18728

But before he left with his friend, he stopped by the student he met that was known as "Colin" Konstantin stopped before he passed him and whispered in his ear "For both of our sakes, my experience with AT fields and angels is best left unsaid, but know that if the time comes that a son of Adam test you, I will be by your side at a moment's notice" he cryptically adds "In the deep cold were the world ends fast, underneath a plain of frozen glass; They came down from the heavens, but they showed no mercy." He then continued to take his friend to the infirmary

>>18719

Miss Greyhail and her friend both thank you for the offer, but decline before departing with Azzy.

>>18714

>>18732

Krieg walks down the hallway, generating stares as small jolts of electricity crackle from exposed wires. Lost in thought, he accidentally bumps into a girl. "Ah, excuse me. Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." He tries to make a hand gesture, but just shakes the stump of a left arm instead.

>>18733

Gwen blinked and said, "Ah, sorry, neither was I." Then she actually looked at who she ran into and then noticed his missing arm saying, "Wow, what happened to you? pick a fight with a woodchipper?"

>>18728

"Nonono, brotherrrr, my maaan, Konstantin. No.", Viktor said seemingly hanging onto his best friend, "Can't do that. For one, I think the nurse might be a Communist.", he paused and thought for a second, "Or a witch. But second and most importantly they will proooobably phone home.".

A faint shudder shook Viktor's punished body, "Can't do that. My mother would kill me. Like seriously that woman has issues.", he puckered and just stared into nothing for a few seconds, "I'll be fine man. Let's just chill and watch some Reich. I promise if it isn't better by tomorrow we can still go to the infirmary. I still haven't bought jack shit with my student credits, we could totally get some more beer, some chips and stuff. I promise dude, let's just Reich it up. You know me man, I keep my promises.".

At this point Viktor had already forgotten what he had promised but he didn't think that informing his friend of the fact would do anything to improve his chances of eating chips and watching REICH-Friends with Konstantin.

>>18731

Colin pauses.. unsure of what to say before speaking. "How… How do you know of Adam? he- Nobody outside of Massachusetts should know the name of Doctor Nikiolay's first creation, the first Angel." Colin knows that of the sixteen angels that the Doctor controlled, Adam was the first among them, strongest of them all. But, this other student… Did the doctor truly create those sixteen angels, or did he simply bind them to him.

Colin looks through his connection for but a moment to ensure that everything is still the same, he looks for answers but knows that he will find none there, not yet.

>>18735

"Funny," Krieg says, rolling his eyes at the joke. "My friend Moko happened. I let her whip into a frenzy during a sparring match. And now I get to fly aaaaaaaaall the way back to Germany to ARES just to get my lousy arm fixed. I mean, I actually might have died had some student council members shown up to help. They got pretty beat up too. No one but me lost an arm though. I can't complain considering I'm alive." Krieg forces a sort of grin, and extend his right, intact arm towards her for a handshake. "I'm Krieg Meadows, by the way."

>>18739

"Gwendolyn Masters, call me Gwen though," She said as she shook the remaining hand saying, "Moko did this? wow that must have knocked her out cold to exert this much effort, didn't think she had it in her. Anyways, why do you have to fly back to Germany, is there no Facility here that could replace it?"

>>18730

"Aye, they were from the village…tis not all of it..I managed to get some kegs in me room though so I guess it isn't all bad…still twas damn good beer..also between you and me lad, I don't trust that lady, something about er rubs me the wrong way…don't like how she waved me off, facks sake she doesn't even know what the bloody blast doors are made out of, anyways mate you planning on doing anything, cause it looks like the gyms all arseways." Seamus says to his friend.

>>18736

"Alright, if not, we'll find some nice blonde-hair blue-eyed fraulien from the cooking club to dote on you, you'll be here little Schnecke, you Miststück!"

>>18742

Colin watches Konstantine leave, wondering why he did not respond before looking again to Seamus. "Actually, it appears that now we have most of the place to ourselves. Would you care to help me stress test my power?"

>>18740

"Yeah, she's in the infirmary now I think. And nowhere here that can me repair broken parts. I'm a custom war-machine built by ARES, my father's comapny. I have to fly back there when I need to get fixed, which isn't supposed to be often." Krieg releases Gwen's hand. "Wanna come with me to the building?" He asks, tilting his head slightly before realizing what he's offered. "Nah, we don't even know each other. It's just a long flight and the helicopter gets boring pretty quick. Sorry if I'm ranting a bit, I'm just a little shaky. They're like tendrils coming from every angle. Moko's chains I mean."

>>18745

"Sure lad why the hell not?" Seamus says reaching into his bag and grabbing one of the beers that was left out of his bag making sure to avoid the glass he promptly opens it and downs the entire bottle. "Noww where were we lad? scrappinnggg righhht?" Seamus slurs his words a bit and is clearly drunk although that is to his advantage as it's the only way he fights.

>>18743

Viktor burst into a fit of awkwardly loud laughter, sinking onto Konstantin's shoulder even harder, "That would be great wouldn't it? A woman as a doctor? Pfahahaha!".

After some time when Viktor had somewhat calmed down he looked Konstantin in the eye and for a split second one could see an uncanny clearness in his eyes, "You know what Konstantin? I don't say this often enough but.. you're the best person I know.".

He made a short pause, "You're smart and strong, have all the properties a proper Aryan can wish for. Of course I was at first sceptical when you started going out with that Asian, but if you're happy with her, then I'm happy for you.".

"But I'm not the catholic church!", he proclaimed and it became all the more obvious that the moment of clearness had long passed, "If you get tired of her, that's cool with me.", Viktor made a movement as if he had to puke, but then decided against it, "What's her name anyway?".

>>18746

"Chains? and yeah why not, been a while since I've been to Germany," Gwen said as she crossed her arms behind her head continuing, "So, what made you want to spar with a quiet thing like Moko anyways? If you were looking for a fight I'm sure there were others that would be more willing."

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>18747

[rolling for sparring]

Colin walks to the center of one of the sparring rings in the hall and extends his hand towards Seamus with the palm facing him, the air shimmers but nothing else happens. "Thank you for the assistance, Seamus." Colin awaits his attack. His preparation already completed.

>>18750

"It's her power. She and I talked about them the other day and I decided I'd let her try her best to knock me around and I'd try my best to take out the powers she warned me about. It was pretty easy at first. When she's in control, I could move about, slicing them up with ease. Then, just as I was about to win, she lost control of herself and everyone had to evacuate. There were at least six of us in there." Krieg is silent for a moment. "So I have to head to my dorm to get my phone and call home about the accident." Krieg begins to walk towards the boys' dorms, looking over his shoulder briefly to make sure Gwen followed. "So tell me about yourself."

>>18749

"OH!" Konstantin blushed under his mask, thankful no one could see it "You mean Ms. Yama- I mean Kelly… she's just a friend I've made while training to pilot the god-machines" Konstantin did notice, however, the odd pang in his chest as he thought of Kelly, but squished it a moment later. Such attachments only end in tragedy, that was what the kind German man said in the Gulag. Still, she lingered though.

>>18748

Moko's own body language, and actual language, implies to William that he was being a bit too threatening, causing him to relax his posture as he goes on to answer what she questioned:

"Well, from what I heard, the training facility place got attacked, with people saying that whatever caused it was using chains, ripping apart one of the students and injuring others like yourself… That's what I, well, heard, anyway, I was working on my 'thing' in my room back in the dorms."

Soon, he would present the flowers, a few buttercups plucked from the campus's garden, giving them to Moko in a manner that he hoped wasn't aggressive.

"Oh, right, I got these flowers, you know, for you, as a sign of me hoping that you get better."

>>18752

"Not much to tell that I can really think of, I'm from London, so the news of it getting hit was kind of hard, but my parents were an early casualty so it's not as bad as it could have been. I don't know why I was sent here instead of London Academy, I guess they were full up on Magical Girls or something. Anyways, I like to drink, it helps with some of the things I've seen and general depressive moments. I've been a Magical girl since I was about 6 and wanted to retire from it before I got drafted into the academy. My specialization is archery and magic based around arcane arrows. Other than that I can't really think of anything I really want to tell someone I just started talking to," Gwen said as she followed.

Rolled 99 + 10 (1d100)

>>18751

[Rolling for sparring ]

"Don't mention it lad,but I ain't throwing this fight just because you are my friend." Seamus says as he gets into a familiar fighting stance. He stumbles forward and feigns a left hook to the temple,he than reels back and aims a powerful uppercut straight to colins chin/jaw

>>18729

"Azrael Wilson, M-ma'am. I'm concerned about Moko. Th-those chains were wrong, Not j-just because she l-lost control, b-but they had n-no aura wh-whatsoever. Even Krieg has one, but th-those chains m-might well have not existed. That d-disturbs and worries m-me, m-ma'am. It sh-shouldn't be poise."

>>18755

Krieg gives a shrug. At this point they've reached his room. He opens the door, entering but not inviting Gwen in. He leaves the door cracked enough that his end of the phone conversation can be hear.

"Hey, my arm got ripped off."

"…"

"No sir. It was during training."

"…"

"Magic sir."

"…"

"So can I come home? I have a… friend I want to bring."

"…"

"No! I'm trying to be polite!"

"…"

"I don't care!"

"…"

"FINE! SEND THE FUCKING ENGINEER TEAM! SEND THEM WITH SOMETHING THAT'LL KEEP ME SAFE!"

"…"

"I DON'T CARE! A TARGETING COMPUTER OR SOMETHING! I COULDN'T TARGET THEM FAST ENOUGH!"

"…"

The sound of Krieg throwing something against the wall can be heard as he exits the bedroom. Sorry, it's sort of a mess in there right now. He said he's sending a group of engineers to fix the arm." He gives a sigh. "So, you can't tell any more than your powers to someone you've just met, but you're willing to go with them to Germany at the drop of the hat? Sorry for being malicious. Rough day if you know what I mean. Do you want to come in? Again, sorry about the mess." He pushes the door open with a foot and motions towards the room. Inside. the entire room is incredibly organized. The only "mess" would be a number of books scattered across the table, as well as one laying on the floor that seems to have left a small dent in the wall.

>>18751

>>18756

The feint by Seamus is completely unexpected by Colin. The strange boy is knocked completely off his feet as the Irishman's fist connects with Colin's jaw, sending him to the ground. For a moment, Seamus worries he may have badly injured his opponent.

A bit Dizzy, Colin needs a few minutes to fully recover from the stun of the blow.

>>18761

"It's more along the lines of, there's not alot left to tell that's of any importance, and what is is rather personal, let's just say that it involves emotional scars that haven't quite healed yet and leave it at that. Though I suppose if you want to know bullshit stuff like my favorite flower or something I could tell you, just ask a question and I'll see if I can't answer." Gwen said as she stepped into the room, "And I can understand the whole, rough day thing, I've had a few of those, don't suppose that tin can you call a body can get drunk can it? Usually helps me when I'm having a shit day, think I've still got some brandy left in my room."

>>18762

After he recovered from his daze Colin looks at his hand then to Saemus. interesting, I was planning to simply have the field active when you came at me, but it did not activate to protect from an attack I did not perceive… but that shouldn't be how they… How interesting." Colin stands back up and dusts himself off before smiling to Saemus. "Well, care to continue?"

>>18754

Moko gulped a little, gently taking the flowers. Jesus christ, this guy was going all out in trying to psyche her out; and it was working too. The way he let his guard down to try and show his strength off; giving her a daisy, a known poisonous plant to show his intellect off. This guy was a expert. I gotta act natural..

And all this mad up crap? Krieg won, obviously. Knocked her out cold in a second. Thats why she was here, right? Man, Jenni would be so pissed that she lost. Guess my powers really did suck. Oh well. First, deal with Mr. Intimidating first.

"Uh, yeah, what ever you say buddy. You uh… Bring breakfest? Heh? Yeah.. Nice calm breakfest.."

She looks even furtherly scared, shaking a bit.

Rolled 18 + 10 (1d100)

>>18765

[Rolling for more sparring]

"You sure you want to get knocked on your arse again lad? Fine by me" Seamus says as gets ready to fight again this time going on the defensive and waiting for colin to attack so he can follow up with a quick flurry of powerful jabs to the stomach.

>>18763

"Maybe after I get my arm fixed. Can't have them telling dad I'm drinking here." Krieg gives a grin, but he looks like he's in more pain than anything else. He sits on his bed. "Afterwards we can get drunk or whatever it is you want to do… I don't know. I've just been having a worse time at the school than expected. I think it started with this girl, Jenni, who has made it her mission to try to make me miserable. I usually try to act with the same sort of gusto as she does when she tries to bully me, but I still feel bad afterwards. She wants me dead or something because my dad owns ARES." The longer he talks about it, the less attached Krieg seems towards the situation. "And then there's the, 'I almost died part' than you're here about."

>>18768

"I think Jenni has issues of her own, my advice, don't let it get to you, as for the 'I almost died part' eh, I'll admit becoming a bit used to it so it doesn't bother me anymore," Gwen said with a shrug as she leaned against a wall, "If you want, I can try to talk to Jenni, see if I can't get her to back off a tad, dunno how well it'd work but worth a shot, no?"

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>18767

Colin’s grin does not fade as he once again extends his hand, this time he also attempts to extend his senses using his AT field. Allowing him to perceive the incoming attacks so that the AT field relies upon itself to respond and not his inferior skills at perception. The air shimmers and a faint aria can be heard.

>>18767

>>18770

Seamnus is shocked when his counter-attack is blocked by a pair of hexagonal objects inches from his opponent's gut, and soon finds that these strange dinner-plate sized objects are vanishing and appearing to block his attacks wherever he seeks an opening.

In short order, Colin manages to both thwart all of the Irishman's attacks, and eventually brings down his opponent.

>>18769

"If you want. I actually think it'd be a big help." Krieg shrugged. Well, lifted his nub of a left arm and raised the shoulder or the right arm. He snickers a bit. "She keeps going on about how we're all going to die here. I, for one, refuse to believe it." He 'shrugs' again. "Sorry I don't have anything to do in here. I actually need to get some stuff. My birthday is soon. Maybe I'll throw a party." The book that left a dent in the wall… vibrates. Krieg goes over and pushes it to the side, revealing a cellphone. Krieg looks it over. "The engineers are here." Krieg stands up and heads to the door. "You want to come with or do you have places to be? It's fine either way."

>>18773

"Actually I need to practice my archery, otherwise I'll prolly get rusty, don't want that happening. I'll talk to her see what I can do, also if you need help practicing dodging fast projectiles just let me know, raining arrows is a simple spell and they wont tear off your arm usually," Gwen said as she started to head for the range, giving a lazy wave on her way out.

>>18772

Colin does not move from his spot, he had managed to exhaust the Irishman with his defense and was even able to sense the attacks using his AT field. Colin cannot help but feel a small sense of accomplishment before he goes over to his friend and offers him a hand. "Thank you for the help, Seamus, these matches have helped me immensely. Would you care to go again? The more practice that we can get in the better."

>>18766

'Mr. Intimidating' would be worried as he saw Moko lightly vibrate in the bed, is she coming down with some kind of flu, or is she afraid of him, finding William to be creepy and all that negative stuff… In any case, he vaguely nods to her request, reaching into the satchel he had with himself.

"Well, I don't really have a English breakfast for you, especially since it's the, well, afternoon, but… Hold on, I might have something else for you anyway."

William would pull out a bar of chocolate from the satchel, made of milk chocolate with a caramel filling, carefully handing it over to Moko with a weak smile: "I hope you don't mind chocolate… Right?"

>>18778

>>18766

"BO-ROTHER," bellowed a deep voice from outside the room, "that's not gonna help the HEALIN' process!"

Hogan strode into the room, uniform ripped and torn as usual, a bowl of marinara chicken pasta in one hand and a bowl of what looked to be collard-green-y salad in the other.

"You need to eat right, Moko– you'll be up on your feet and SLEEPIN' on the gym mats in no time if you do."

He gave the candy bar a rueful look– as if it might be deserving of a suplex– before thrusting both bowls and the accompanying forks out to Moko.

Rolled 99 + 10 (1d100)

>>18775

[Limp bizkit.jpg]

"eh why the hell not." Seamus says as he opts to make the first attack. He reels back and throws a right hook with all of his drunken might to colins ribs hoping he can power through his barriers or whatever the hell those things were.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>18788

Colin’s eyes widen slightly as the attacks become faster and more ferocious. Colin redoubles his efforts to create the shields and block the blows. Colin begins relying upon his AT field enhanced senses to predict the oncoming attacks so that he can stop them with his field. It is quite frustrating being unable to properly strike back. All he can do is try to outlast him, he had to be getting tired by now, right? All he had to do was keep the Field up and not drop it, no matter what.

>>18778

>>18779

Moko smiles as Hulk walks in. Phew. His humble and kind mature always calmed things down. Turning back to william, she nods. "You can, uh, leave that on the counter…I promise I'll get to it later.. If I can remember.. Uh, Thanks."

Turning back to Hulkster, Moko gladly takes the bowls, however, is uncertain of the Forks. Holding them weirdly, she slowly starts to eat the pasta. Huh. Not bad.

"Shhho…" Moko noisily slurps tge noodles, using the forks as makeshift chop sticks. Swallowing the noodles, she burps into her shoulder. "Uh, how bad did Krieg beat me? Not too hard, since I feel fine. But man, he beat me in a heartbeat. I bet, uh, it was pretty silly watching me get clobbered huh?" she says obliviously.

>>18792

>>18788

Colin's strange hexagonal defenses refuse to yield to Seamus' attacks.

But soon Seamus presses his attack, sensing that Colin is having trouble reacting to each successive blow.

Finally, Seamus overwhelms the strange boy's reactions, sending Colin tumbling across the mat and down for the count.

>>18794

After ten seconds Colin forces himself to sit up, feeling something new. This, this was pain and exhaustion wasn’t it? How, interesting. Colin forces himself to stand and grins at Seamus again, a big welt on his face that is already slowly receding. “I must admit, I’m enjoying myself, Seamus. This is all so interesting. I can see so many different areas I need to improve in, the possibilities feel endless. Ready to go again or would you like a break?” Colin gets into position just in case his friend says yes.

>>18788

>>18792

>>18794

>>18796

Krieg checked his phone again. They were coming to his room to exchange the arm. He hooked himself to his recharge device and enters his dream state. Soon after he woke up, he had a new arm and the engineer group had left a note confirming they had come. The arm felt a little stiff, but Krieg quickly found it calibrated and adjusted as he liked. He craned his neck for a moment and grinned. He felt a bit of a rush. It was the second time he had cheated death. He returned to the sparring room, happy to find Colin there, albeit on the floor. He watched his friend get up. "Getting knocked down already? Come on, I know you can do better." Krieg laughs.

>>18779

>>18793

The outburst of Hogan shook William to the bone, seeing him barge in and bring the now somehow relaxed Moko a actual meal. Isn't Hogan suppose to be dead, in fact? Never minding that oddity, he sets the bar on the table beside the bed, pulling his chair away from the bed to wait for the hulkamania to pass…

"We-well, I, I'll just set that there, and myself over here, and uh… Allow you two to talk? Alright…"

>>18778

The Hulkster cuts his eyes across at William, in a very clear "Do we tell her?" motion as he plants his hands on his hips.

>>18797

Colin keeps his eyes on Seamus, just in case he decides to accept the next bout. Still, he greets his friend, though his eyes never leave Seamus. “It is good to see that you are well, Krieg. I trust the repairs went well? Also, do not disrespect Seamus, he is quite fast, second fastest person I’ve ever met as a matter of fact. He is more than capable of knocking me down, which is why it is so much fun to spar with him. I’m finding so many different ways for me to improve, it’s all quite exciting.”

>>18799

William just stares back forwards the Hulkster in return, with a vague 'I have no idea what you mean nor why you are somehow alive' look upon the former's face.

Rolled 68 + 10 (1d100)

>>18797

>>18796

[Keep rollan rollan rollan wut]

"Oh hey Blondie finally makes the ferking party, get over here ya lovable bastard and have a beer on me, feel free to watch me kick colins ass every time he gets back up, tenacity like that is admirable mate." He says commenting on kriegs arrival and the fact colin still wanted to fight. "Oh do mind the glass though oh wait robot hand…never mind ." Seamus says as he gestures to his bag that sat against the wall and got ready to fight again. This time he was willing to not rely on his boxing style,but the more tricky art of the drunken fool. He stumbled backwards and fell on his arse or thats what it looked like as soon after he was back on his feet and stumbling towards colin before he fell again only this time he tumbled into a forward roll. He easily reached a state he was familiar with in the span of the few seconds that he was rolling forward. It was a state of total and complete emptiness now at the peak of his forward roll seamus diverted all the energy of his body into one strong kick towards colins chest seamus was aiming to break through the barrier with the force of a thousand irish carbombs. The entire fight depended on this attack as he would be fairly drained after it.

>>18800

Krieg frowns as he scratches at his chin. "Have you tried taking a more aggressive style then? If you're going to defend, you need your opponent to be slow. Counter him instead of trying to stop his shots."

>>18803

Krieg eyed the Irish student, going over to examine the bag of beers. He didn't drink. "I'm fighting you next," Krieg says with little attachment. "If you're fast, then you're what I need to train against."

>>18803

>>18806

[GM Meta: if you guys are just going to keep fighting, let the rolls speak for themselves.]

>>18801

>>18793

Hulk huffs and looks back towards Moko.

"Well, Moko, buddy, it didn't GO like that, man.

"Y'see, you busted out with black CHAINS, brother, and you gave Krieg a thrashing. And everyone a thrashing. Like a real Royal Rumble, man, I tell you.

"Nobody got TOO hurt, though, brother, don't worry! It happens, man!"

>>18596

Lucy trains hard, harder, and harder still as Alexia keeps up the 'pace' of their ever increasing bouts of strength and fitness, and he even outdoes her at times.

She won't let him get away with this.

"rrrrrARGH! Enough Alexei!

You and I have the body of goddamn gods!

Let's do away with these puny bars and get down to a real fight. You and me, outside, pound for pound, one on one and may the better man win."

>>18811

"I am being of much more pounds. Will you be wearing a weighted suit?" Alexei asks innocently, before beginning his third set of squats.

Lucy had been a good gym partner, one of few people who could spot for him. Still, she is woman and smaller by many dozens of pounds. It would be unfair to take advantage of difference of size.

>>18807

Fluffing fight.

Time seems to slow as Seamus launches towards Colin, intent on shattering the strange barrier that protects the stranger boy. Colin stands there with his hand outstretched attempting to take a step forward with his power… too soon. Colin’s eyes suddenly widen as he realizes that he simply cannot create a true At Field to protect himself and that he is stuck with these miniature ones until he can mature.

Seamus, continues on with his bone breaking kick as Colin does the one thing he can at this point, he eyeballs it. Attempting to judge where Seamus will strike Colin creates one of his small hex plates in front of it, intent on stopping Seamus in his tracks, a second later and Colin realizes that he was off by a hairs breadth, the AT field painfully scrapes along the length of Seamus’s leg but does little to stop his momentum as he delivers his kick straight into Colin’s chest.

Colin is sent flying backwards as he also doubles over from the pain, a rib had definitely just been broken. Still he does not cry out from it. Colin simply grits his teeth and bears the pain, he knows that soon enough the pain will vanish, the world was temporary and superficial at best to someone with his physiology. Still he was immobile for a good minute until the pain had receded to a point where he could move again. Colin looks up and smiles slightly to Seamus before speaking. “Thank you for helping me test my powers, this has been a great learning experience for me. I have so much to learn from now on, it’s all so exciting.”

>>18817

Correction. "the world was temporary" should read as "The wound is temporary"

>>18817

>>18805

"No problem mate anytime." Seamus says before turning kreig. "Oi Blondie toss me a beer I'm losing me buzz." He says as he gets ready to down the beer and go up against kreig.

>>18819

>>18817

Krieg grins as he moves to the center of the room, taking a sideways stance. "Just start when you're ready." Krieg grins as he points his palms towards his opponent. "You'll get the first move."

Rolled 92 + 10 (1d100)

>>18820

[Shoryuken.jpg]

"Alright lad suit yourself." Seamus says as he feigns stumbling forward only to divert his energy within his body to his right arm and fist leaving his other arm to go limp due to the lack of energy, seamus than launches a fast and powerful uppercut to kriegs jaw if the punch connected he would kick off the ground and spin into the punch like he saw on that arcade game they had in the pub back home.

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>18821

Krieg attempted to move from the punch. This opponent was fast indeed. Even if it hit, he'd still collect valuable data on the style of fighting.

>>18822

Krieg took the hit, bouncing up before sliding back. He twisted his neck a little to the side. "Looks like you got a clear shot. Congrats." Krieg grins. "Colin, do you want a turn against me? I still owe you a fight."

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>18816

"What, you're bigger and you're STILL unwilling to fight me?

I heard a faggoty version of you fucks took at a both a guy's legs off with a single sledgehammer swipe.

But I ain't about to let size or magic stop me from a good challenge."

("Also damn you are pretty goddamn big holy shit, I ain't never seen anyone dwarf me. . . I wonder if that translate's under those shorts. . .")

—

Should Alexei Accept, Lucy would like to challenge him to a duel/sparring match!

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>18825

"Da, will fight if that is wish. Will we be using helmets? Alexei would hate to see pretty face with no ear."

Accept the match

>>18810

Moko looks visibly confused as Hulk lays down the info. How in the world? I beat Krieg? Then.. Why Am I the one in the medbay? Moko scratched her head, trying hard to put together the sequence of events.

"Uh… Wow. I…uh, im not sure what to say here. I can't even remember what happened. I just remember trying to fight… And than waking up here. Thats, uh… I don't know what that is…"

>>18850

[Jenni]

Jenni is working on some miniature Kaiju diagrams. She founds that she could concentrate on the creatures if she drew them out – this seems to help her mood, and her doodles of the little creatures were getting better on the side of her notebook. As the hour grows dark Jenni gets confused to where Moko actually is and decides to head out to look for her.

Her walk is uneventful to start. However, as she rounds a corner she sees a single building shuttered building. With student council members standing around.

"Is that the gym? It looks like it's in war test mode from Dredd…Jeeze."

Jenni eventually flags down a student and asks him what is going on. As one might suspect, Jenni isn't bashful and starts in.

"What happened?"

"Incident. Some powers got discharged. Some girl with black hair and some borged-up guy that lost an arm."

Jenni looked sort of confused and thought to herself. It couldn't be Moko. Couldn't be. Of course, it would square why a kinda slothful girl like her would be here…it certainly couldn't have been for good grades.

"Where did they go?"

"Metal guy went to…uh…well, I think he's out for repairs, but the girl went to med bay probably."

From here, Jenni heads to the med bay and asks for Moko. An orderly leads her in.

>>18810

>>18850

"Hello Moko…and Moko's …" she pauses as she looks at the flowers and smiles a little bit. "Friends." "Jenni."

She seems confused and tilts her head a little. Her left arm fidgets a bit.

>>18810

>>18850

>>18858

William looked between the two during the unsure quietness, but soon coughs to clear the way for his own words:

"…Well, I heard about that incident, but I wasn't there to confirm it. If what, well, Mr. 'Hogan' here said is true, I'm presuming you must've blacked out during the fight, or something…

That's my two cents on it, and a unsure one, at tha-"

Hearing another voice from the door, seeing someone else come in, "Ah, I'm guessing you know Moko?"

>>18859

[Jenni]

Jenni looks at the man. He didn't cringe or try to hit her, which was good.

"I stay in her room and we watch Animal Planet sometimes. We're friends. Apparently they've got some of the campus on lockdown and the goons are everywhere. Whatever she did really pissed a lot of people off. It's total chaos out there, really. I realize it doesn't take much to set off the hive, but I can't recall when I've seen the place this locked down really."

She turns to Moko. "Good job. You must have really done something good. They said you took the arm off a cyborg. Was it Krieg?" She seems genuinely interested as a smile crawls up her lips.

Jenni then turns to the man again. "…and…uh.. why the flowers? Isn't that a …more of a death thing?"

After a few moment Jenni registers what she said and stops and smiles at the man a little. "Oh."

>>18860

>>18859

>>18858

Moko had just finished the pasta when Jenni entered the room. Placing the bowl aside, Moko smiled a little bit in her creepy, off kilter way. Shes still in bed of course, sunk into the pillows and burried under the sheets.

"Hey Jenni! Uh.. I guess you heard, huh?" Moko says slightly above her monotone.

"Yeah, from what uh, Hulk and Will said, I mighta tore off Kriegs arm.. I kinda shocked even Myself with that… He had wanted to test my abilities but, uh, Guess he got more than he bargained for, heh?"

>>18753

Slowly Viktor started to get a grip on himself again as the wobbly shapes in front of his eyes slowly returned to their usual sharp self. Today certainly had not been a day of great accomplishments, but still he had a good time.

(Que fast forward time)

>>18824

Colin watches Krieg and Seamus’s fight, again Seamus showcases his impressive speed, and he was almost as fast as Captain Lewis. He didn’t hit nearly as hard though, or he was simply holding back, a lot. Thinking of Captain Lewis causes Colin’s head to twitch to the west but he forcibly restrains himself lest he chance glimpsing the devastation and remember his friend’s sacrifices.

Krieg’s question shakes Colin from his sad thoughts and he puts on another smile for his friend. “If you’re willing to assist me in further testing of my abilities, I would appreciate it. I already learned a great deal about what I must improve from my matches with Seamus, but there is always more.” Colin enters the sparing ring and readies himself for Krieg to do the same.

>>18860

>>18861

"Well, at least you're fine, Moko, and this 'Krieg' person might be fine as well. As long as, well, nobody died, nothing went seriously wrong. Aside from, well, the lockdown of the campus."

William sighs, looking back to Jenni to reply to her, his right hand gesturing that of non-importance, "I thought that bringing her something, would… It would make her feel better, and the flowers were easy to get, and the chocolate on the table was just a snack I had on hand."

>>18861

[Jenni]

The color drains out of Jenni's face as she realizes Moko isn't depressed and gloomy. "Wh..wha?…you..you..seem…in a good mood."

Still confused, Jenni slowly cranes over to look at the two men. One looks like…well, he kind looks like Hulk Hogan. The other cuter one is probably…Will. I bet Hogan doesn't give flowers. I wonder what this Will guy is on about. Probably is after Moko. Yeah. Like I thought. Yep.

Eventually Jenni turns back to Moko after a second or so. "But yeah, yeah. Good job. How did you do it? Do…you like think about things or something? I didn't get a breakdown of what happened exactly…"

Jesus. Moko's in a good mood, Krieg is injured, and Moko has a boyfriend or whatever. I'm getting totally outclassed at this academy. I should just go after Colin before some bitch picks him up or whatever. Some magic bitch that can fly or…whatever.

Jenni felt suddenly very small and human.

>>18858

>>18859

>>18850

>>18866

Hogan's eyes swivel from speaker to speaker and his handlebar mustache twitches ever so slightly.

"It happens from time to time, brother– you lose control of your inner FIRE, man, and it escapes wild and loose. Natural part of TRAINING!"

>>18870

>>18866

>>18865

Mokos mood does seem to dower a bit at the mention of her powers and the fight itself. Perhaps a little Guilt. Or, what ever the lazy equivalent is called. Melancholy?

But regardless, she seems a little off.

"Uh.. Yeah, uh.. To be honest.. I dont remember a bit of it… I was apparently out of control.. Although, I think I ripped off Kriegs arm..some how.."

She looks down at her hands, both sloppily crossed in her lap. She without, meaning to, sighs. She looks back up.

"I can remember how it started.. I was having trouble motivating myself to fight Krieg.. I couldn't think of a reason to bother myself to fight… So I thought "If Jenni hates this guy, so should i, right?". And thats when I blacked out… I.. Didn't think I would go outta control like that.. Or what came over… I do remember being really, really tired though. Way too much work, what ever I did"

Moko looks over to the Hulkster, a little worried.

"Thats uh, normal? Because Id really hate to be that tired every time I fought.."

>>18863

Krieg moves to the center of the training area as his bayonet pops out of his arm. He gives a grin. Colin was relying on shields. Push his defensive opponent to offense rather than defense, and the battle was set. "Well? Go ahead and attack." Krieg gives a shrug. "Or do you just block?"

>>18874

>>18870

[Jenni]

Jenni nods and lowers her head as she speaks at the floor; her hand on is her chin: "We need to figure out about your powers, Moko. I mean, if we're going to get out of here alive we need you at good health too, but those powers are kinda impressive. I mean, I'm kind of a carry, but we can't skimp on you." She winks. "Anyway, I'll leave you all alone, I need to study."

Before Jenni leaves she turns and says: "Oh, right, Moko. I'm pretty sure Will brought those things for you." There is a heavy emphasis on 'you'. "People aren't random and they have a tendency to show affection oddly….but this is pretty normal." Jenni then looks at Will briefly. "He's not ugly. Anyway. Bye all, bye Hogan."

Jenni leaves with a flick of her hand.

>>18874

>>18879

William gave a wave forwards Jenni as she left, saying his goodbyes to her for now, before returning his focus back to Moko to add his two cents.

"If… Well, if you did cause such chaos over there, that shows that you should really get to grips with your power, to avoid the risk of seriously hurting someone with your 'magic' chains. I didn't even know that, well, you can cast something like that."

William smiled once more, a little bit happier than those before, a elbow resting on the end table beside the bed, the hand of the other arm opened to offer her some help if she needs it to get out from within the bed. "Anyway, do you feel well enough to, you know, get back to business, and maybe learn how to control those chains like I said?"

>>18880

>>18879

Moko smiles a little weirdly, but polietly shook her head towards Williams hand. Was Jenni implying… What she thought she was? Uh… Right. I mean, he wasnt earning any brownie points right now.. But perhaps with that chocolate bar, he might just..

"Uh, thanks, but Id rather see if I can stick it out in here as long as possible. Means less school work.. Besides, uh, After what happened.. I think the head master might wanna have a chat with me first.."

She yawns slightly, before streching out on the bed.

"But, uh, Jenni and you all are right… I need to get a grip on these powers of mine. But.. After /that/.. I uh.. Have no idea how I am gonna gettin a grip on my uh.. Abilities? Without things getting out of hand."

>>18882

"I'm sure that the more official people would see you provide for that, for if you're capable for so much, you have quite a lot of potential to help the world. You know, from the apocalypse and all that."

William rose to his feet, moving the chair back to the corner as he looks back to Moko and Hogan, holding his hands together for a moment, "I'll check up with you later in the week if you want, unless you want us to stay around for longer?"

>>18883

Moko runs her hand through her hair, before nodding.

"Uh.. No, I think Im fine for now.. I have some stuff… Maybe some stuff to talk to Hoagen about.. Uh.. Catch you latter will"

She waves half heartedly as she watches Will get up.

>>18885

And with that, William left to do his own stuff, heading back to his room to continue his works on the backpack, ensuring that it is above the standards, as to not fail him later.

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>18908

Krieg gave a laugh. "Colin, I meant use your fists. Alternately, if you were trying to kill me, you could just open it inside an opponent, for example. Get creative. The flight /is/ impressive though." At that, Krieg attempts to dash towards Colin, using his sword to land distracting attacks, that wouldnt hit the target even if they weren't blocked, as his palm flies towards his friend to make decisive strikes.

>>18759

"Oh my, you're one of those people that can see auras?" Miss Grayhail studies Azzy. "You don't have those special glasses, so you can't have that eye condition that allows people to see magic…"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I get a little distracted by little things like that. Azrael, was it? I'll need you to come by the Administration Building later to give this statement in writing. Every detail we can collect about a student that loses control of their power is important, so thank you for sharing this with us. We'll let the specialists try and figure out what was up with those chains, ok?"

>>18908

>>18909

Something doesn't feel right as Colin summons his AT field to block Krieg's first attack. The fight lasts for nearly a minute before Colin's AT field simply fails to materialize, and he is taken down hard by a blow that Krieg frankly expected to be blocked.

Colin will without a doubt have a very bad black eye.

>>18910

Azzy winces as this will require more time interacting with people. Still nothing for it. "A-alright, if it d-doesn't get classified, I'd l-like to know what's u-up. Wh-what I saw sh-shouldn't be p-possible."

>>18913

The man that had been with Miss Greyhail scoffs at Azzy's last comment. "Welcome to Apocalypse Academy, kid. That won't be the last thing that shouldn't be possible."

"Kevin! He's just a first year, don't try to wash him out in his first month!"

>>18912

Colin gets back up and nurses his eye while simply commenting on it. "interesting, I wonder what caused that to occur…" Colin thinks to himself that perhaps flying and producing a field at the same time is too advanced for me, or does it have some hidden cause? Colin attempts to produce an AT field and finds that it fails to form. he finds himself incredibly curious about this phenomenon and looks to Krieg. "Well, this last fight has proven to be quite the experience, I still have much to learn about myself it seems."

>>18912

>>18916

Krieg noticed he hit Colin much harder than expected. Which is to say, he hit Colin with the wrong punch. Looked like his friend was going to have a black eye. "Having trouble with the shields? Probably just tired. Go sleep maybe." Krieg remembers he still needed to talk to Colin about Jenni. He moves in close to his friend, crouching down by him. "Hey, do you know that girl that really 'dislikes' me?" Krieg asks, affording high amounts of sarcasm to the word dislike.

>>18917

Colin blinks, or tries to at Krieg's words. This is an odd time for this. "Do you mean Jenni? She is the only one I have seen you have an altercation with, what is the problem?"

>>18918

"Yeah. Look, she's… I… Well I…" Krieg looks for the words he needs. "Jenni is a very bad person. She's killed a lot of innocent people. She's been looking around for you, probably to bully you too. Just look out. Don't want you… Getting hurt." He stares into Colin's eyes. It was tried he didn't want Colin getting hurt, but he also didn't want Jenni getting close to Colin for… other reasons?

>>18919

Colin cocks his head at Krieg's remarks. "It is unkind to speak of people behind their backs, Krieg. Besides, I have spoken to her she does not strike me as an unkind person." Colin's tone remains even as he thinks of Jenni, she was still a confusing person to think about, best to repress those feelings she gave him.

>>18915

Azzy's head tilts regarding Kevin for the first time. "Often t-times impossibility is th-thrown around for certain circumstances, like b-being h-highly unlikely. L-like a ten year old surving a witch attack a-and growing up in the wilds a-alone while learning e-enough Necromancy to be s-sent here after being re-reacclimated to people. Those Ch-chains lack of aura while she re-retained hers implies she either has access to high t-tier creation and m-manipulation magic, is p-possessed by something that c-can hide it's aura c-completely and kn-knew to do so, or is s-serving as a g-gateway to someplane else. None of wh-which should have p-passed Apocalypse Academy screening. N-now are we g-going to stand here all d-day, or can I m-make my report?"

>>18924

"I'm just trying to look out for you," Krieg says sincerely. "Truth is, you're my best friend since I've come to academy. Jenni has hated me since she saw me, and I'm worried she'll act the same way to you. She came to me while she was jogging today and was trying to find you. I'm just… worried." Krieg stands up. "Promise you'll be careful." He turns, "I have some arrangements, though, and can't stay to help. Ice your eye, alright?" Krieg sort of waves by reaching a hand over his shoulder.

He heads to Lucy's room, or at least tries to. He doesn't remember the room number or if she even gave it. He just sort of loiters about the girls dorms' entrance, waiting for Lucy to show up. Assuming she wasn't in her room yet, he'd wait on her here. Even if she was in her room, he could wait on her to leave and explain to her his absence.

>>18928

Colin waves as Kireg leaves and responds. “I’ll consider your advice when I interact with her in the future, be well, Krieg.” Colin himself gets up and returns to his room rather than heading to an infirmary. Having sustained such an injury was an excellent chance for him to try and emulate another trait of the angels, regeneration. However, given his current condition, he can’t really hope to attempt that. Colin just sits in his room and attempts to generate an AT field every thirty minutes until he can do it again, he can tell his fields have not been severed, only… suppressed or, something. So he will just have to continue trying to generate a field until he can, despite how much his face hurts.

>>18925

"Stop by the Administration Office. Someone will take your formal report there, Azrael. It is next to the auditorium, can't miss it. As for us, we're going to stop by the infirmary, and then I'm going to take a nice long nap." Miss Greyhail smiles. "And thank you for your report."

>>18933

"Th-thanks for saving our b-butts back there, Hope you g-get some rest." Azzy nods to them both then heads to Admin office.

———-LATER———-

Azzy walked out of the administration office. Ugh bureaucrats, pretending to listen and take what the Necromancer said seriously. If there was one thing Azzy hated more than apathy it was being coddled. well classes were over and the report was made. Maybe Azzy could get some more training time in real quick. After staring at that paper pusher's smug face for almost an hour, Azzy could use some stress relief.

>>18930

"I think he's an alright guy, man, we won't know until we're in the RING with him, brother, but I don't think I KNOW him well enough to give you a promo-preview about him, man."

Hulk put down the hand-mirror that he had been inspecting his moustache with. "He sure is INTERESTED in you, though, man, what with the chocolate and FLOWERS, brother."

>>18940

Nods her head, agreeing with the Sage of the Steel cage. She crosses her arms, thinking the situation over.

"I think thats true as well… He really does like me.. Though, uh, thats a bit weird aint it? We just met not too long ago.. But it was nice of him to do it… But, uh.. I don't think I feel the same.."

>>18943

"Let him know, brother, before things get awkward and muddle up the SYNERGY, man– gotta keep our heads focused."

Hulk pointed vigorously to Moko as he began to backpedal out of the room. "Just mull it over, brother, and break it to him real nice-like– you don't gotta go ahead with anything, man, if you don't want to."

After a good two hours of failing to use his AT fields Colin decides that perhaps now is not the best time for him to attempt to use a new facet of his abilities, that and his face hurt like hell and he wanted to make it better already.

Colin leaves his room and heads for the academies infirmary seeking some medical attention for his black eye and for a chance to walk and clear his head. Maybe he will be able to find out why he is unable to use his AT field right now.

William brought himself to the sparring room in the afternoon, hoping that he could see how effective the Nanites would be in actual combat. While he couldn't find anything to simulate the Demons he would have to face outside, he can at least spar against other students to provide feedback on how well the nanomachines work.

Once he arrived, William went to sit on a nearby bench near the wall, the Backpack worn on his back, watching other students spar while he awaits for somebody to spar against.

>>18955

[Jenni]

On her way back from the medbay, Jenni bumps into Colin. She seems very excited to see him and smiles widely as she starts talking. Today she's wearing eyeshadow and a low cut top - she's also wearing a skirt. She didn't like skirts, but there was a chance she would bump into Colin. A chance.

Jenni starts with some uncharacteristic vigor. "Hey Colin. How are you doing…" She trails off. "Jesus, what happened to your eye?" She looks confused and a little frightened. It's all over her face as she leans in a little.

>>18957

Colin puts on another smile but this one is just a little bit more genuine… for some reason. “Hello, Jenni. Do not be alarmed about my eye. It is only a mild injury that I sustained while sparing with some friends. Seamus and Kireg were assisting me in developing and testing my powers. I learned a lot from the experience.” Colin’s tone is still even but despite himself. He has to admit that he is a little happy to be speaking with Jenni again, perhaps he has developed some lingering attachment because she was the first person he had ever touched? Regardless of that Colin was wondering why she was dressed so differently today, it… Wasn’t bad.

>>18958

[Jenni]

Jenni nods, but continues to inspect the bruising. "It doesn't look bad, but it sort of messes up that pretty face of yours. Someone must have tagged you pretty good…" She pauses. "Waitwaitwait, who's Seamus? Sounds…well, sounds Irish. And…wait, did you say Krieg?"

At this point Jenni stands a little more confused and there is a slight trace of anger that washes over her. However, she seems to muscle it down and it seems to go away as quickly as it came on.

After a few seconds, Jenni starts playing with her hair a little bit and she seems to be getting slightly closer to Colin. She also smells like lavender, again, and seems to move with some deliberate grace. "It's…just a bruise, though. I don't think you'd need medbay. Of course, you are…sorta special."

>>18961

Colin could feel the slight heat returning to his cheeks and was about to respond when suddenly images flash in his mind and he sees Team Exodus’s last moments again. Their expressions of despair and anger. Colin cannot help but think to himself.

They did not sacrifice themselves so that I could socialize and take things easy. I have no time to spend on things that do not relay to improving myself… Even if it’s on her.

Colin’s head twitches to the west but he does not look to it. He couldn’t handle that right now. His face returns to being neutral although the small ever-present smile is still on his face as he responds to Jenni in an even tone as he pretends that nothing is wrong. “I am certain that the bruise will heal given time, as it stands it is but a hindrance. I was just hoping that the infirmary could also give me a physical examination to possibly give me some insight into changes with my ability.”

Colin hopes to have them compare this new physical with the one he received when he first reached the Academy, perhaps something has changed that he can pin point and it will give him insight into why he is unable to produce an AT field right now and why he has this… odd feeling. The change intrigues and frightens him at the same time. All together it is an interesting experience.

>>18962

[Jenni]

Jenni senses the energy change because she's seen it before. "Colin is something wrong? You can tell me, I'm safe." She smiles. "Don't worry. I realize we're all here for different reasons, but we have to talk about it or it just…sort of eats away at us. It's party of being healthy. You need someone to talk to to be healthy, or else you…you won't be able to do what you need to do."

[[The fucker Krieg. He probably did this. Fucking shitlord. He's totally harmless and he did this. Outrageous. Fucking awful. Christ. Not only is he a moron but he's vicious. I swear to god this school is a complete nightmare. People fighting each other to die for things they never got to experience. Christ. Poor Colin….]]

Jenni then looks into Colin's eyes. It is a deep gaze, and her mouth opens very slightly.

>>18956

Konstantin walked into the gym, his skintight suit making his glutes look sexy as ever. He very much enjoyed the sparring he did with Viktor the other day, end decided against the nagging voices in his head to go back and spar again the next day. Much to his amusement, there was a sloppily dressed Englishmen sitting on a bench near the wall. He probably liked Manchester United, the wanker. Ah well, a sparring partner is a sparing partner, even if he is a slovenly dressed chav.

>>18965

>>18956

He approached the sitting student "Greeting comrade, my name is Konstantin, were you by chance looking for a sparring partner?"

>>18965

William soon looks up to see the strange person approch him, in what appears to be in a very tight suit that sexualize his form to a degree. A flick of the former's wrist showed his greetings to the latter, as William sat up straighter.

"Hey there, I'm guessing you too are looking for someone to spar against, at least, from what I can tell."

>>18964

[Jenni]

[[He's lost people too…oh..god…what an awful world this is? Punched in the head, alone…no friends…I've gotta do something…]]

Jenni goes quiet and starts thinking to herself for a few moments with her head downcast. Her eyes start to well up with tears as she speaks, but keeps her eyes locked on Colin's. "Time. Time. It will help. I've lost so many people Colin…it still remember their names and faces. I can't…remember all of them Colin. I wish I had another answer…I don't Colin, I'm sorry."

After a few more seconds, Jenni wipes her left eye with her left forearm, then moves closer. The energy that she is putting off is considerable. "But…some things do help…like this…I…find…"

Jenni then leans in and kisses Colin as deeply as she dares; her lips are extremely soft and her breath is clean and new. She makes no noise, and the motion is exceedingly graceful and elegant, like the movement of a cat. After kissing Colin, Jenni retracts, closes her eyes and hugs him; her head is buried into his left shoulder and she is openly crying. She blubbers as she mumbles into his shoulder: "It..it..will..be..okay…Colin…it has to…you have me, right? You have me."

>>18967

>>18968

William nods to the person's request, pulling the backpack's straps his shoulder to secure the former onto himself, looking over the man's suit in order to guess how he may fight in the upcoming spar.

"Well, seems like we both can solve our problem of needing someone to spar against… Is it possible that I request what your name is, by any chance?"

>>18970

Konstantin blinks, for the man must not have heard him the first time. "It's konstantin, now, we should take a mat before another group of students do"

>>18971

"Right… Anyway, I'm William, if you needed to know."

With the names cleared up, both he and Konstantin moved to one of the free mats for the spar. On the way there, William would seem to trigger something with his backpack, which soon led to a grey, metallic goo coming out from the hole within said backpack, soon forming into a large blob on his back, with two thick 'arms' dangling from the sides. It is very likely that the said grey goo is some kind of nanite swarm, with William himself having a unknown control over them.

"…How about you go first, for- Well, you know, for good sportmanship?"

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>18972

"Gladly" Konstantin says. Using a move he had seen many times in the gulag, he rushes his opponent and gives his knee a good solid stamp, followed by a quick uppercut.

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>18973

William blinked as he saw Konstantin rush him, as the nanite swarm's arms split into two, the thicker arms quickly forming a sort of 'shield' in the direction of the sparring foe, while the thinner arms will be used to grab onto the man's limbs, to then fling against the ground with a degree of force. As long as the enemy doesn't change his route of attack, William wouldn't get hurt, and would likely return the favour against Konstantin.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y4VNZdsjveE

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>18974

Konstantin, disoriented from the nanite swarm, changes angles quickly, grabbing william from behind and suplexing him

Rolled 6 - 10 (1d100)

>>18975

Before the attempted suplex, Konstantin was disoriented from being swung against the ground via the tentacle-like nanite swarm. However, William stood back as the former freed himself of the latter's nanomachinery, trying as quickly as he could to counter the suplex against his much weaker body as the grey goo soon moves back to his back.

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>18976

gladly aided by the nanites in his movement, Konstantin went for the killing blow. He would remove his opponents backpack

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>18977

William was in a panic, pinned to the ground as he could feel the foe trying to rid him of the backpack. In the attempts to counter this, he tries as much as he can to drag Konstantin away from the Backpack with the nanomachines, and to throw him off from his back and onto the ground, or more likely, one of the walls…

Rolled 8 + 15 (1d100)

>>18978

Just as william was about to do so, Konstantin decided to pants him

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>18981

Konstantin doesn't say a word, he just simply walks up to william and shakes his hand

>>18982

William smiled lightly as Konstantin approaches, but ever hesitant to feel that the handshake might be a trick, instead opted to shake his hand via the nanite swarm's arm. "…But regardless, that was a good fight, helped me to, well, understand what works and what doesn't about the nanomachines that I use."

>>18983

only for the handshake to turn into a kaber toss!>>18982

>>18984

The 'caber toss' was very effective, like too effective. However, William guessed that the handshake was something more, which just led to Konstantin tossing a lump of nanites into the air, splashing against the ground behind him.

"…I had a feeling that you would do that, to be frank with you."

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>18984

>>18985

rolling for caber toss

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>18986

Distracted by the tossed blob of nanites, William soon found himself being the target of a caber toss, quickly trying to counter it with the nanomachinery he has.

(Rolling for anti-salt.)

>>18969

Colin is too shocked by the kiss to return it but still, he does not resist. After the kiss is over and she is crying into his shoulder Colin is unsure of how he can respond. After some hesitation he simply rests his hand on the back of her head and lets her cry. Colin also finds that his own depression has been pushed back for now, the kiss and his concern over Jenni crying had accomplished that. After a while of Colin just listening to her cry he decides on what to say. “Thank you, Jenni. I do still have people to care for, like you.” Colin keeps his hand on the back of her head and moves his other arm to hold her against him. They share a brief yet tender embrace.

After the moment passes Colin can feel the weight of those that died for him still there, but it has lessened to some extent. He will still live his life for them, but every now and then allowing himself a moment or two with those he cares for or grows to care for won’t harm anything, right? Colin looks into Jenni’s eyes and decides that he must be correct about this.

>>18986

forgot to mention

Victory or Death is in effect

>>18989

[Jenni]

Jenni steps back and sniffles a little bit, then wipes her eyes. "Sorry I didn't mean to cry on your shirt like that. It's kinda gross. I bet there's snot too." She wipes again and averts her eyes a little bit. "These things are hard and these kids don't really seem to get it." She pauses. "You get it."

Eventually her face clears up and she smiles a bit. "Anyway, I guess I should let you get to the med center. Here's my room number: 12A. I'm usually over at Moko's or Lucy's, but I'm back there on odd days of the week. If you can't find me I'm over at the girl's dorms."

[[Fucking Krieg. Damn it's cold. This blouse has snot on it. Oh, he's looking at me….I better get out of here before I do something stupider. He still looks sad…]]

Jenni now seems to be wanting Colin to ask her something. Her left leg is quite busy twisting on the flat of her foot and her left arm twitches a tad. Eventually she figures out the problem and continues: "Do…do you want to spend more time together. We can…watch …movies or…study…tactics."

Needless to say, she seems excited with the idea despite the attempt to downplay her body language a little.

>>18991

Colin smiles, this one genuine. "When I had first woken up I had no idea what everything would be like, I imagine that is how everyone else feels. Confused, guessing at how things will be, and imagining something far better than what will actually happen."

At the mention of a movie night Colin perks up a little and says in a tone with a bit of excitement in it. "I actually have found some videos that I wished to view, if you'd like we can watch them sometime next week. I would like to sooner but I must keep to the schedule I have set for myself lest I fall behind in my studies or training. That and it will take at least a week to get the videos I wish to watch"

Colin is quite excited, he had found a few, very few, videos on encounters with Angels he had hoped to study them and learn a bit about AT fields and how angels work but it would take at least a week to get approval from the academy to view the videos and that is if he gets approved at all.

>>18993

[Jenni]

Jenni smiles and nods, playing with her hair a little. "That sounds good. Yeah, I am…also busy with some stuff. I'll scrounge up a few movies and we can try to figure out something. I'll…bring some drinks, okay? Yeah, this will be good." She nods a little. "I'll see you soon bubble boy. Take some time off when you can, we need everyone running at 110%."

After a few moments Jenni waves as she walks off. Her…walking style is…noisy, if a word is to be used.

[[This was a good move. Yep. Today's going good. Just need to get that training done and brag to Moko and Lucy. Lucy is going to be jealous. Heh heh heh heh. Think I'll have a beer to celebrate. Yeah. Fucking Krieg. Can't believe he hit a helpless guy like that…]]

>>18994

Colin finds himself staring after her as she walks away and quickly looks away, waving goodbye to her with a hint of red on his cheeks. he had to admit that he was looking forward to the movie night.

Now he just had to get his black eye checked and a physical at the infirmity and he could get back to training and studying.

>>18928

"Well well" a voice speaks behind Krieg, as he idled about the Girl's dorm. He turns around to see Lucy, still dressed in her barely fitting custom uniform, hugging her beefed up body.

"Look who showed up? And here I thought you didn't have the balls."

("actually, that still might be true. . .")

"Don't just stand there dummy, come on in."

Lucy invites Krieg into her room, noticing how she has to duck her head and twist her frame just to fit through the doorway. The inside is not a pigsty, but it's quite disorganized from both visits from her friends, and the numerous booze bottles lying around.

"I'm going to take a shower, robo-boy, then you can tell me all about what kind of toys are under all that metal."

Lucy grabs a towel and heads into her shower, as Krieg is left listening to the sound of rushing water and Lucy squeezing her form between the shower stall.

This would be a good time for Krieg to prepare what he actually plans to do.

>>18996

Krieg tried to hide a gag as he entered the room. He gave a bit of a sigh and sat on the bed. He really hadn't been in the mood for this, between losing an arm to Moko and hurting his friend Colin. It had been another /bad day/ at the academy. Though, he couldn't deny the fight against Moko had been fun. He had almost died… again. There was something about it though, the knowing that he could die at any moment. Jenni had stirred those feelings a bit as well. He let out a sigh. He didn't want to be here anyways. He had talked big to deter Lucy. To be quite honest, he hadn't been a very big fan of her.She had no desire for order or for wit. Her room accented this belief. He examined the booze. A drinker too. Charming. Of course, the archer girl from earlier had offered a drink as well, but she at least seemed organized.

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>18997

The shower door opens, and out of the mist steps out the steaming body of a woman built like a brick shithouse, as Lucy's towel just /barely/ covers herself, drops of water rolling down her thick arms and legs like tree trunks.

In her hand is a bottle of booze. Lucy always drank before this sort of thing, helps to not get disappointing by bad partners and feels better with good partners.

She steps out, and takes one good look at Krieg

ROLL:

>1 is very sober - hard to please, but easy to recognize a bad attitude

>100 is very drunk - get your hips ready, it's going to be a long night

>>18998

Krieg stands up. "Lay on the bed," Krieg says, taking on a somewhat strict tone, hoping to at least coax Lucy into a more subservient role, at least until she passed out. "I'm not in the best mood so you're just getting hands." He gives a bit of a smirk as he thinks of a joke to diffuse the situation. "I'm fluently bilingual you know, and speak a little of one or two other languages. I'm quite the cunning linguist if you want that too…" He motions to the bed.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>19000

Lucy let's the towel fall to the floor, revealing the body of an olympian god in all its pectoral and abdominal glory.

She struts towards Krieg, licking her lips as she eyes his own form. She walks up to him, her well endowed chest at his face level, staring down at him with a drunken, hungry look.

No way in hell she'll be the passive one here. Staring him down, arms crossed, she retorts in an equally strict voice, with a slight slurr.

" I'm getting more than hands and jokes outta you metal boy. But if you wanna put that Ares money where your mouth is, get on your knees and start right now."

>Rolling for Drunken Expectations. Krieg better roll higher!

Meanwhile, in a closet nearby, a very exhausted, very sore, and VERY thankful Jotaro watches through a crack in the door. The whispered words of a broken man softly speak: "Thank god for robots"

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>19001

[Sex Roll to End This Misery]

Krieg goes through with it, cringing a little as he crouches. He is never boasting to this woman ever again.

>>18994

Azzy exited the training room. The fight between Konstantin and William was starting to get obnoxious, and by then Azzy had gotten enough hits in to cool off. It was starting to get late, dusk was lovely tonight, unspoiled by the electric lights that were surely soon to come on to illuminate the walk. Azzy missed sights like this, the compound had at best obstructed views and the city had lights on so fast that looking out at it was impossible. Azzy stopped to look up at the sky and appreciate the view.

The young necromancer's reverie was broken by Remmy warning "Umm, don't look to your side Azzy." Naturally Azzy did just that and caught a nearly full sight of Jenni in her low cut top and skirt. What's more the Mystic caught full sight of her bloody, vicious aura.

Indistinctively in a blind panic Azzy leapt to the side with enough force to turn it into roll. The Martail came up side presented in a Necrojutsu stance. Then Azzy realized what and who he saw, and a cold sweat started while limbs started to subtly shake. This was bad, really bad. Why did Azzy have to run into HER now?

>>19001

>>19002

Lucy ended up decently satisfied with Krieg's verbal skill, and indefatigable synthetic tongue. She was satisfied several times throughout the night in fact. It wasn't the most amazing lipwork ever, but unlike everyone else Krieg didn't need to breathe and didn't get tired and had fingers of steel to boot.

She was drunk enough that when it was eventually revealed he didn't actually have the gear, she just told him to get back down there and just keep talking to her.

>>19004

Krieg waved the offer. "I've, well, got places to go." He left in a hurry.

[META][I debunk Krieg's fluffed explanation, however. My boy is getting out of there secret in tact the moment he can m80.]

>>19005

Kek, alright

>>19003

[Jenni]

Jenni stares at the bushes in front of her. Did that guy just leap into the bushes? Yes he did. It wasn't very graceful and he seems to have landed….in plain sight. The hoodie didn't help the creep factor.

"Uh…I can see you, whoever you are. You're not quite a guerilla warfare expert. Why are you freaking out?" She seems in confused and pulled on her skirt. "Who are you? Are you following me or something? Krieg didn't send you or something, right? I don't care much for that guy."

[[Great, and I thought tonight was going well. Now this. Sigh.]]

>>19008

Azzy for the first time took note of the surroundings that had been leapt into. Slowly the young mystic self extricated from the bushes, keeping both eyes of Jenni as the way was made.

After getting out of the bushes Azzy started to wet his/her lips.

[What should I do? SHE's right there talking to me. Should I run? No that'd be showing weakness, if I did that she'd be after me for the rest of the academy. Showing weakness to monsters only makes them chase you harder. Fight? No, she's too good at hiding what she really is, I'd be at blame then. If the faculty didn't expel me her friends would be after me. I have to talk to her. Ok Azzy, you suck at this but keep your voice levels and for god's sake try to stutter.]

The Mystic whited their lips. "S-sorry I was watching the d-d-dusk b-before the lights came on and r-ruined the view." Azzy was trying desperately to keep his/her voice level and not having much luck. "You s-surprised me and I r-reacted on instinct. Krieg d-didn't send me, d-despite my warnings he L-LIKES you, and th-thinks he's h-h-h-helping you. We b-both know th-th-that's a f-f-fool errand." The young visibly shaking mystic sputters out. Azzy is still in a stance ready for trouble, and sweat is visible on the uncovered portions of the necromancer's skin.

>>19009

[Jenni]

[[Jesus christ this guy sounds terrified. I wonder what his deal is? Alright, not your first creeper Jenni, keep it together.]]

Jenni starts slowly in a way one might try to calm down a cat. "Uh, okay, calm down. I'm not sure who you think I am…but I don't…uh…do that any more?" She pauses and searches for words, sounding confused. "Don't be afraid of me, uh, guy."

[[Doubt that was helpful. Maybe he has speech impediment. Is he afraid? Man, this school is nothing but weird people.]]

"You seem to know a lot. What is..Krieg helping me with? Uh, but yeah, it's a fools errand for that guy. His father is an arms manufacturer. For my part, I just used them." She nods with some uncertainty. "How much did you hear, because it's lies."

[[Fucking Spanish legal system. Fucking government. Fuck.]]

>>19011

"H-hear? No if it was only r-rumors i'd p-pay it no mind. E-every student and t-teacher ahs rumors follow th-them, e-even me." Azzy looked at the confused girl, she didn't get it, or was damn good at holding up her masque. With a sigh Azzy continued, "I'm a Necromancer, I know the scent of a ch-charnel house and the signs of a monster when th-they are present. Krieg's "help" is fr-fruitless not only b-b-b-because you hate him, wh-which you've made abundantly clear to everyone b-but him with th-that soda stunt, it's b-because everyone here h-h-has only seen your f-false face. You r-revel in the death, slaughter and m-misery of your f-fellow man. You are a m-monster more akin to a d-d-demon than anyone I've ever seen. I'd have confused you for being s-someone corrupted or t-touched by one, but they teachers wouldn't l-let someone like free amongst o-other students." The Necromancer explains while a clear note of disgust joins the fear in his/her? voice.

"You m-may be able to f-f-fool other f-first years, but we b-both know what you are. A m-monster, and every th-thing said about you l-likely has a grain of tr-truth, if not more."

The Mystic again has taken a stance, fully expecting Jenni to strike out. Remmy had shifted positions to behind her, just in case.

Krieg returned to his room, trembling slightly after the miserable experience that was Lucy. He put the books from his table on the shelf and washed himself off.. He changed into a loose t-shirt with ARES plastered across the chest. He sat down to read over combat theory before quickly becoming distracted by the fight from earlier and whatever force had been controlling Moko. He had done so well up until then. Again, he thought about how exhilarating it was to fight someone or something that could crush him in an instance, and how he actually managed to keep up, even if for just a second.

He decided to visit Moko, and talk to her about what had happened. He decided he'd give her something. He looked on his shelf, a bunch of books on war theory and weapons construction manuals, nothing she'd like probably. He hadn't received any credits either. He shrugged, he'd just talk to her.

Entering the infirmary, he noticed Moko had some flowers beside her bed. He approached cautiously, at least a little bit hesitant to interact with someone that had nearly killed him earlier that day. "So, you really did a number on me earlier." Krieg's natural grin showed, even though he was clearly trying to conceal it.

>>19026

[Jenni]

Jenni pauses. She wasn't really expecting this right now, but she couldn't hide it from this one. He must be magical or something, because she couldn't lie her way out of this.

After a few miliseconds of thought Jenni starts to speak slowly as her manner changes - she seems to gain an air of anger as the words are spoken. "I'm in a good mood right now." She states. "And you're ruining it. They'd always come in the night to ruin it. And here you are. In the night. My ex was killed in the night by death squads. The night is not a good time to talk to me about this sort of thing. Particularly history."

There is a pause as Jenni sighs. Gradually her face turns to a scowl and she folds her arms. "Listen. I don't need a lecture from a bush about what I've done, whoever-you-are. That's why they gave me a choke chain." At this point Jenni flicks her ankle and a small device is visible.

"So. Yes. I am aware of what I am. I might be a monster, but I'm on your side. But, here's the key point, you don't know what it's like. You don't know what it makes you do. You don't know what it makes you enjoy. Until you do, you don't have a leg to stand on. People that didn't do the things I did died quick. But you wouldn't know that, because you're a child … and children only see monsters, they don't understand monsters." By the last few words her voice is exceedingly calm, almost placid.

>>19029

Moko slowly yawn ed as she aross from her slumber, rubbing her eyes of excess crust. She covers her mouth to sloppily hide her widening mouth, before waving Krieg in with her other hand. Seems like shes been sleeping for a good bit of time.

"Oh hey Krieg…" she mumbles out, as she realizes exactly who it is. She seems to have buried herself under a moutain of pillows and blankets, almost constructing a crude fort of sorts. Moko herself seems a little more.. Contemplative than usual, but still retains her rather exhausted appearence.

"So, uh… Yeah. Lemme first say sorry.. I didn't mean to try and.. You, uh know" Moko says. She is lazily looking towards the empty sleeve, her eyes half shut.

"So I guess I really did do it, huh?…. I didn't believe at first. I didn't even want to hurt you… Things just.. Spiraled out of control.. "

>>19037

Kreig's grin helplessly widens. He seemingly loses whatever mal feelings he may have been harboring. "I'll be fine. I got a replacement, anyways." He sits himself on the edge of the bed, the springs creak a little under his weight. "Don't be sorry though. It's the first time I've really had fun in a long time, if that makes sense. I mean, I barely cheated death, for a second time." As Krieg speaks, he begins to speed up his words a little bit. "I've been sedimentary and testing on the same things for so long. You were something new and you had powers I couldn't handle. It was exciting! I actually managed to keep up for a little bit you know." He stops himself, noticing his words had been slurring slightly. "I'm… er… sorry. The fight actually put me in a good mood. I was terrified…" He pauses. "How're you doing though? Can I get you anything? I'd hate to think that me putting you here has kept you off from any important work…" He tries to look into the pillow fort Moko has made. "Nice… fort?" He laughs a bit.

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Moko smiles gently and oddly, almost a little embarassed. She gently rubs the back of her head as she leans upwards a bit. It seemed like she was kinda getting flustered from all his praise.

"Uh jeez, uh.. Heh. Thanks I guess. I.. Er, I am glad that you enjoyed yourself. I didn't even really know what was going on.. But, uh, I guess its cool that you are uh.. So excited about that…"

She idly twiddles her thumbs, thinking of what to say next.

"Uh… I guess you enjoyed a challenge, right? Not really my kinda jam, but per/chain/ce, could you uh.. Tell me what happened while I was… Fighting?".

Suddenly, she snaps up, as if remembering something.

"Oh! And uh, can you get me something to read? Or uh, play? I unfortunately can't sleep alp day. I need to do something for the uh, five or six hours I am awake"

She smiles toothily, betraying her strange and crooked teeth. They seemed well brushed, but clearly, she may have wanted to invest in braces.

>>19044

"Well," Krieg says, crossing his legs as he wracked his brain for what /exactly/ happened. "Well we got started fighting, and you started throwing chains at me. I remember it was a lot of fun because it was like dodging bullets and I cut down a lot that got in my way. It was pretty apparent you were in control for that long. I got close and actually had a chance to finish the fight, but then you just sort of… drooped, and chains started coming from every direction. You ended up knocking my arm off," Krieg waves his replacement, "and kept going for the rest of me. Everyone else got out unscathed and a couple fourth years came to get me out. They basically locked you in a box until you calmed down." He inches slightly closer. "It was really fun. I mean, I could feel the rush of it all. /Real/ combat. That's what I'm here for after all." His grin widens a bit. "I was going to bring you a book, but all I had was stuff on combat theory, and I didn't think you'd be interested. Also I'm trapped in the school where my money is useless, and I don't have any credits… Actually, I might have I, Robot lying around if you're an Asimov fan."

>>19034

"You actually believe that." Azzy states, no stutter, no fear, the shock and presumption of what she said threw the young Necromancer to such a degree. Then Azzy started chuckling, it was dry, raspy, like the mystic had experienced humor so rarely the throat was unused to it. Azzy was still terrified of her, but this, this was just too much. Remmy kept a watchful eye while her friend, calmed down, a tear streaming down one cheek. The mystic then leveled a glare at the girl. "Your pr-presumption is appalling, girl." Azzy spits. "Don't make assumptions about wh-what someone has done to survive, and c-certainly don't tell a Necromancer how well they understand monsters. They don't j-just underst-stand them, they MAKE them. L-lie to your "friends" and yourself if you want, but I've taken you're m-measure, and found it wanting." Azzy turns and starts to walk away stiff legged, still anticipating conflict. The tired mage just couldn't bear to look at her any more, for composure may fail, and that would likely be fatal. Remmy was trusted and she would watch his back if the girl tried to backstab. The fact Remmy passed through the girl would generate a chill would hopefully ward her off more than words.

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Despite the best efforts of Konstantin to win a dirty fight, the Russian is simply unable to complete the majority of his flashy attacks before the nanite swarm can react and defend William.

After freeing himself from a basketball hoop, Konstantin attempts a last ditch attempt to caber toss his opponent and save face. Unfortunately, the nanites that have coated Konstantin during the match harden, locking the Russian in place like a statue long enough for William to extract himself from the situation.

As William walks away, the nanites release a rather shaken Konstantin. Perhaps… this one was KGB, sent to punish Konstantin?

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>19046

[Jenni]

Jenni's eye twitches for a second and her entire face begins to turn into a visage of hatred. This hatred seems to leak into every facet of her beauty and now she appears truly monstrous; her teeth appear and her face darkens considerably as her fists clench. "YOU LITTLE SH… YOU… HEY, DON'T YOU FUCKING TURN YOUR BACK ON ME!" Azzy's turned back seems to send Jenni into a rage. "FUCKING SHITLORD!"

Jenni then hunches, then runs full speed at Azzy, trying to bull rush him to the ground.

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Lucy is clearly the more skilled fighter, driving Alexei back quickly as the magical boy at first finds the woman suspiciously resistant to the blows that he lands. But Lucy's edge in skill is no match for the advantage in height, strength and reach of the Russian as the fight drags on.

After nearly thirty minutes, Lucy fatigues first and Alexei presses his advantage to pin Lucy with a knee in the small of her back. Despite her nanites preventing Lucy from showing any sort of blemish, she simply could not take the blows that Alexei delivered every time she attempted to advance to her preferred brawling range.

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>19048

"Behind You!" Remmy screamed. Already Azzy was turning, claws out, ready to fight at full force. She attacks, it's self defense, retaliate until the attacker is disabled.

>>19047

Before William left, he dropped down from the grapple that he found himself in, dusting off whatever dust he had on his jacket, before looking back to the held Konstantin, sighing for a moment.

"…W-Well, like I had said, the spar is over. There was no need for you to continue it any further with such, well, aggression along those lines. You wouldn't make friends with exploiting them when their guard're down, that only going to make you less trustworthy…"

"Just because you 'can' do something, like winning through exploiting someone's mercy, doesn't always mean that you 'have to', and if I can offer any advice…" William soon raised his hands, giving a clear shrug to the statue'd Konstantin, "…Well, you should really know when to /quit/."

With that, William left… Thank /god/ that he can still control nanites that aren't attached from the main swarm, if that was the case, he would've been looking at a broken neck and a busted Backpack. Maybe he should go elsewhere for now, like the shooting range, improve his skills with a gun, in case his main 'thing' fails him later on.

>>18627

Finally, someone arrives. Dressed in something that just barely count under the academy's dress code, William made contact with the range master in order to gain a gun for practice against the target, which led to him getting one of the spare M4s from the armoury. After heading over to the shooting range and struggling with the reloading, he soon began firing against the target, with the typical aim of someone who never held a gun before in their life.