Fighting the Mist (Missions)
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				Title: <strong>Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>01-03-2014, 23:02:48</strong>
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				MISSIONS (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198248.0)<br><br>DORMS (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198247.0)<br><br>ACADEMY GROUNDS AND CLASSES (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=195116.0)<br><br>CHARACTER SHEETS, SETTING, OTHER INFO &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=194870.msg9661060#msg9661060)<br><br>OOC (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=194612.0)<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>15-03-2014, 17:45:19</strong>
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				GM’S POST<br><br>At the end of the second class, during lunch time, Headmaster Vainamoinen had an important announcement to make. Since all the first year students and the school staff members were attending lunch in the school cafeteria on the first day, he took advantage of that fact to inform everyone of the latest changes happening within the Academy.<br><br>He cleared his throat and stood up just as the first course was being brought and set on the tables by the kitchen’s staff. <br><br>“Dear all, it has come to my attention that a few of our first year students cannot attend any longer, for various, objective reasons. Therefore, <strong>miss Tahira Atemu from team Wild Marmet</strong> has decided to drop out from the Academy and will not be joining us this year. We hope that perhaps next year she’ll be ready to become a Hunter and even if not, we all wish her the best in life and may she find her path in it. The same goes for <strong>miss Charlie Faylinn of team Clay Dewclaw and her team member Caden Walker.</strong> <br><br>I am also sorry to announce that <strong>Erik Grimsby from team Ghast</strong> may not attend a good portion of the first semester, as he has been called to the capital by The Irregulars, Eis’ main militia group. He will be departing later tonight and we wish him to return safely to us.&nbsp; I know miss Enya will not be disappointed, but cheer him on for his choice. “<br><br>As he said that, the headmaster gave a subtle smile as he was looking at the Aura Control teacher. He knew how much she had worked to convince Erik that his talents were wasted with the militia and that he should attend the Academy instead and receive better training. <br><br>"The team's leadership will be taken over by <strong>Guinevere Albion</strong>."<br><br>“In light of these events, we also have a new student who has come a long way to attend the Academy. Everyone please welcome <strong>Karn Shademore</strong>. He will be part of Clay Dewclaw and the team’s leader.”<br>Vainamoinen gestured towards Karn and waited a couple of minutes for everyone to stop clapping, as it was the custom amongst the seniors to welcome the first years.&nbsp; <br><br>“And finally, the last announcement of the day, tomorrow morning all first years will have the chance to experience an Avalanche Academy special mission. Currently, there are two missions from where to choose from, so make sure you stop by the mission announcement board located in the main hallway to see what they’re about.&nbsp; <br><br>Joining a mission is not mandatory, but it will give the students attending it extra points on the final exam. It is&nbsp; also more like a field trip, a chance for you to know each other better, so please discuss with your team members before choosing a mission or another. It is not mandatory for the students to go on the same mission as their team, although I advise that you do. <br><br>Today’s third and fourth classes for the first years will not take place. Please take your time to prepare for the mission and to also make a good decision. <br><br>Last, but not least, enjoy every moment spent at this school. Life is short for every human being, but it may be shorter for some of us.&nbsp; Please be careful constantly with yourselves and others. Now, enjoy your lunch!“&nbsp; he concluded in a rather grim tone, not trying to change the mood, but give everyone a fair warning that they were no longer children. They were experiencing adulthood faster and more violently than others of their age and it was best they realize it. <br><br><br><br>MISSION BOARD<br><br><strong>MISSION A</strong><br><strong>Supervised by professor Armina Horowitz and professor Sidney West</strong><br><br><strong>Mission target:</strong> investigate the “newfound Dust” in Feur’s dust quarries.&nbsp; Local miners say that a new kind of dust has developed under the Mist’s influence. Unfortunately, the said quarries have been lately attacked by Grimm and it proves impossible for the miners to get hold of new samples. Aid professor&nbsp; Sidney West in gathering samples of the Dust and determine if it’s really a new type or not.<br><br><strong>Mission location:</strong>&nbsp; Feur -&nbsp; Located on the easternmost tip of Eis, Feur has remained cut off from Eis by land routes, though they do manage to keep a ferry running. The ferry sticks fairly close to the coast, and it takes nearly a full day and night to make the trip from Feur to Eis. Feur's import lies in the Dust quarry they are situated near, and much like Schwarz, the 200 or so people that call this village home exist primarily as either miners, or the family of them. There is also a small section of the population that is made of fishers, providing the main source of food for the miners; the evergreen seed bread is another part of their diet.<br><br><strong>Members:</strong>&nbsp; Ruby Geniva (Ghast), Mori Koji (Wild Marmet), Tamika Ming (Wild Marmet), Welkin Graham (Wild Marmet), Luna Mauve (Dewclaw)<br><br><br><strong>MISSION B</strong><br><strong>Supervised by professor Enya Horowitz<br>Aided by professional mercenary Vasili Ilari</strong><br><br><strong>Mission target: </strong> get supplies and a Beacon to the Hunter’s Outpost in Schwarz. The beacon is a small antenna, an electronic surveillance equipment which makes it easier (and safer) to monitor larger stretches of land and to gather more information.<br><br><strong>Mission location:</strong> Schwarz - The village of Schwarz is home to 200 hardy souls, and is located more along the central area of Eis. The village here serves primarily as a large logging camp. The families of the lumberjacks live close by, and Avalanche Academy maintains a small outpost with professional Huntsmen and Huntresses' stationed there. They serve to keep the loggers safe, to track the movements of Grimm, and keep a watch out for the deadly mist.<br><br><strong>Members:</strong> Gwen Albion (Ghast), Raisho Hajimoto (Ghast), Karn Shademore (Dewclaw), Willum Wildfang (Dewclaw)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>21-03-2014, 20:04:08</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name: Enya Horowitz </strong><br><strong>Location: Academy’s Main Hall</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Vasili Ilari, everyone going for mission Schwarz </strong><br>Right after breakfast, professor Enya Horowitz waited for her party of students inside the Academy’s main building, right next to the large entrance. She was dressed in her most sturdy, yet elegant winter gear: a form fitting amber overcoat made out of Foxfire Grimm fur, a matching fur hat, knee high boots made of leather with a white puffy lining, a long and white wool skirt as well as a color matching scarf around her neck. <br>Inside the overcoat and hanging from her waistline was Enya’s signature whip along with a light handgun which fired Lightning based ammo with a paralyzing effect. Her luggage consisted of a large travel bag and a small backpack. Inside the smaller bag was a special white case used for storing the Beacon and various other important items. <br><br>After doing the roll call, she would guide the mission members towards the Academy’s parking lots where two person snowmobiles waited for them. <br>“If everyone has their luggage, ID, Scroll and weapon then we are ready to go. Please follow me in an orderly fashion. We are going to reach Schwarz Hunter Outpost around noon and there will be no toilet breaks along the way. Last chance to empty your bladders before we head off.”<br><br><br><br><strong>Name: Armina Horowitz </strong><br><strong>Location: Front of the Training Grounds </strong><br><strong>Tagging: everyone going for mission Feur</strong><br><br>There was a large bus waiting in front of Armina’s combat building. The combat teacher herself was waiting inside, on the driver’s seat for everyone who enrolled in the mission to the Dust quarry. The luggage space was half filled with professor West’s equipment and other necessary items for gathering and carrying the new Dust in safe conditions. <br>Armina was wearing a fur hooded dark green jacket, combat boots, black ski pants, gloves and winter shades. She had only one backpack safely tugged underneath her seat to which her two escrima sticks were attached. By the time the last member arrived, Armina was checking once more the mission’s itinerary and the map. Eis was located on the far into the East and it took a full day and night to get from central Eis to Feur by ferry. Luckily, there wasn’t just one ferry and so there were trips to and back from Feur every four hours. There was a three hour ride to the ferry port.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>21-03-2014, 21:40:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/986826-bigthumbnail_zpsbc53c8f6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Gwen Albion<br><strong>Team:</strong> Ghast<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Academy’s Main Hall, Schwarz Mission<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone going for mission Schwarz <br><hr><br>Gwyn's orange hair was tucked into her heavy formfitting winter jacket and then covered with her wool cap and the jacket's hood.&nbsp; A scarf protected her lips and nose, while an orange tinted ski mask covered her eyes.&nbsp; Her hands were covered with a pair of orange colored gloves.&nbsp; Over her leather pants she wore insulated white ski pants.&nbsp; Around her waist was her belt and pouch, which held her extra ammo.&nbsp; Her snow boots had half inch spikes on the base.&nbsp; On her back was her pack, which carried an extra pair of clothes, a first aid kit, meal rations, emergency flares, a solar blanket, a tarp, a trench shovel, and a fire stone.&nbsp; Ascalon was strapped to the outside of her backpack, in a fashion where it could be easily retrieved if needed.<br><br>She approached her assigned snowmobile, unloaded her pack onto its luggage rack, and then strapped it down.<br><br>She was in a quiet and reserved mood.&nbsp; She'd expected a poor turnout for this mission, which made Ruby's choice all the more cutting.&nbsp; She couldn't blame the others.&nbsp; The other mission was flashy and exciting, and being a part of a discovery like that was probably a once in a lifetime thing.&nbsp; She hoped they would all be safe and their mission was successful, but her current focus was on what she needed to do to get the single member of her team home safely.&nbsp; It was kind of an insult to the other teams to even call Ghast a team.&nbsp; They barely made four with the Faunus hunter and Professor Enya.&nbsp; If they were actually a team, there would be six, not a mere four.<br><br>She looked to Professor Enya to see who would be riding with her and waited for them to head out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>22-03-2014, 06:25:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120909185549/darksiders/images/9/94/War_Abyssal_Armor.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Karn Shademore<br><strong>Team:</strong> Clay Dewclaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near forest, Academy Main Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Task Force Schwarz<br><br>Karn emerged from the woods around the academy still chewing on one of the (dozens of) fresh rolls he had 'liberated' from breakfast. Across his back was a worn but serviceable looking pack of oiled leather, it's double stitched seams still faintly glistening with the sheen of a fresh waxing. Dragging along the ground behind him was a sled that appeared to have been made from fresh pine branches (possibly because it had been). He finished cleaning the last of the sap from the blade of his spear about the time he reached the doors, and sheathed it.<br><br>Karn entered in time for Enya's announcement. He regarded the snowmobiles with trepidation. "I do not believe I have one of these 'I dees' of which you speak. My scroll has refused to acknowledge me since I tried to feed and water it, apparently it didn't like stew. More importantly, we're not going on those metal monstrosities are we? I'd be quite happy to walk..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>22-03-2014, 11:55:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/wCJyKsi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Welkin Graham<br><strong>Team:</strong>WMTT<br><strong>Location:</strong> Training grounds<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Armina Horowitz<br><br>Feur. He didn’t know much about the place, but the mission description added depth and information to a place he wasn’t that knowledgeable about. They had the dust mines there, and Welkin was sure almost every piece of dust he’s used has come from those mines. And as of now there was a newfound strain and maybe even type of dust found! How exciting, but there were Grimm attacking, and that meant the miners would need protection... And the academy was interested in verifying the ‘strain’ of dust to see if it was legitimately new, or if that was just a way to perk up immediate interest about the strain and get it mined more quickly. Whatever the reason, the academy was sending an investigation team under the command of...Armina? The combat teacher? Why not West or Emma? Or... They had their reason, whatever it was it was a reason they valued and were trusting of her, so he’d trust them on it. Armina was more than capable he hoped, and it wouldn’t be an easy time with Enya or West either.<br><br>So he was going, he felt it appropriate. Heading to Armina’s training ground, Hope was folded into shotgun mode to conserve space, unloaded as well given that they weren’t to expect combat immediately. He wore the standard for what he considered warm, a long winter coat with thick padding to keep himself warm, and then thick boots to ensure the snow wouldn’t be an issue. Leather gloves completed his outfit, though he also had a pair of shades for the weather just in case but they weren’t worn. Approaching Armina, he gave a courtesy bow. “Ms. Horowitz, i’m here for the Feur mission.” He then gave a nod to her, waiting for her response, and to see who else arrived.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wheresmycow</strong> on <strong>22-03-2014, 23:06:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQboLyRhv87q2dV7lyxqjrb-QHbjw7vXPA9NxY2GnblMpQE3nv3rQ)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Willum Wildfang<br><strong>Team:</strong> Clay Dewclaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Academy Main Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Task Force Schwarz<br><br>"Sorry professor, Luna and I tried to stop him, but we didn't catch him in time," a cheerful voice called out after Karn made his introduction.&nbsp; Walking nonchalantly towards the snowmobiles, carrying a thick and rugged brown canvas backpack slung over a shoulder, Willum gave Gwen a brief wave of his hand in greeting.<br>"Ah, so we have some team members of Ghast joining us.&nbsp; Cool.&nbsp; Hey Karn, looks like it won't just be you and me after all."<br>Willum was wearing a winter camo patterned parka (a mixture of white, varieties gray and black), with a hood that was lined with the fur from an ursa.&nbsp; His snow pants and boots were similarly patterned, with spikes added on the bottom of his boots to give better traction on ice and snow.&nbsp; In one hand, he held a white balaclava and winter goggles with tinted lenses to prevent snow blindness.&nbsp; For his weapon, the grey metal gauntlets he used, he had replaced the inner lining with thin synthetic fiber thermal insulation, allowing him to keep the bulk minimized and his fingers dexterous without running into the issue of his hands freezing off.&nbsp; And then underneath all of that was a comfortable sweater, warm pants, and finely made wool thermal underwear and thick wool socks.<br><br>Fastening his kit to the snowmobiles, Willum gave the bundle a pat.<br>"Full of cold weather survival gear.&nbsp; Extra clothes, thermal blanket, LED lamp and flashlight combo, first aid kit, flares: the works.&nbsp; Even have homemade pemmican, but that's pretty much a last resort."<br>He grinned at Professor Enya, "As for toilet breaks, that's what sanitation napkins and snow is for.&nbsp; Though I already went to the washroom just before I made my way here.&nbsp; Oh, also, don't expect Luna.&nbsp; She's going with Professor Armina to Feur.&nbsp; Karn and I will be the only ones from Dewclaw."<br><br>Lowering his hood as he began to put on the balaclava, Willum turned to Gwen, "Second day of classes and we're on our first mission.&nbsp; You excited about this?"<br>The last few words came out muffled as he pulled it down around his mouth, and then adjusted it so that it covered his neck.<br>"I know I am."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>23-03-2014, 01:02:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/327/b/3/bardroy___coluored_1_by_nightgazer101-d6veu7h.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Vasili Ilari<br><strong>Team:</strong> SHO<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avalanche Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Team Schwarz<br><hr><br>"I concur with Fatboy."<br>Vasili's voice seemed to come out of nowhere as he walked towards them from the route they were supposed to be taking to Schwarz.<br>It looked as if he hadn't slept all night, likewise, it looked as if he had spent majority of the morning outside the walls of the school.<br>As he walked up to the group, he took a knee as if to rest.<br>Perhaps so, but his main reasoning laid in replenishing the ammo he had spent from the night before and most of the morning.<br>He spoke as he was busying himself with his Rifle.<br>"The Snowmobile's <em>would</em> be faster, but this is a <em>field</em> trip. Would it not be more beneficial to the kids to learn how to move, as a Team, with possible Grimm encounters?" At that last bit he looked up from his Rifle to Enya with a raised brow.<br>The young man didn't hold it for long, however. He had to quickly get himself back up to "ready" status.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>23-03-2014, 10:44:02</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name: Enya Horowitz </strong><br><strong>Location: Parking lot, near the forest</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Task force Schwarz </strong><br><br>She facepalmed. Literally. <br>“Thank you for sharing Mister Shademore, please take my luggage and place it on the back of your..sled.”<br><br>Enya moved to the back of her snowmobile, took a towing rope out of the equipment box (every vehicle was equipped with one) and hooked Karn’s sled to her snowmobile. Then she gave him a pair of same sized chains for him to fasten the luggage with. <br>“I hope you know how to use this…” <br><br>She turned towards Gwen and Willum. <br>“I am glad to see someone’s equipped properly, good call with that lamp and flashlight combo, we might really need it. I took the liberty of bringing some extra flashlights in my luggage in case anyone forgot theirs.” Another chilling gaze was given to Karn. <br><br>Then the mercenary arrived looking more or less like a zombie. <br>“Thank you for your input Mister Ilari, yet it’s not your opinion that’s needed for this trip, but your skills. At least, as far as <em>education</em> is concerned. It would have been better if you slept a bit too.” Seeing him on one knee, looking up at her gave Enya a couple of other&nbsp; “educational” thoughts. <br>“You’ll ride with me. Miss Albion and Mister Wildfang go together in that one.” She pointed to the snowmobile that had Willum’s kit fastened on it. “Mister Hajimoto, feel free to choose one for yourself, we might need the extra space.”<br><br>Hoping in front of her own and waiting for Vasili to get on as well, she turned on the engine. <br>“You needn’t worry about walking, mister Ilari. There will be plenty of that, I can assure you.”&nbsp; <br>And they were off, Enya’s snowmobile dragging Karn’s sled behind and heading through the forest, towards Schwarz. The first part of their trip was on a forest road which didn’t allow more than two snowmobiles riding ahead. <br><br>The next 90 minutes went smoothly, the only bumps in the road being a few large branches here and there and the occasional snow mounds. As they went deeper into the woods, the temperature lowered and the wind’s intensity heightened. Enya knew this meant the beginning of a possible snowstorm, she just hoped they’d cross the territory before it happened. Slowly the visibility changed and they rode through the falling snow with caution. To their left and to their right they couldn’t see the trees any longer and right in front there was only but grey at the horizon. <br>“Ilari, is everyone behind us?” she shouted against the swirling wind, looking straight ahead. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>23-03-2014, 12:26:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/008/e/7/Emo_Boy_by_Kisuru1994.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Mori Koji<br><strong>Team:</strong> Wild Marmet (WMTT)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Training grounds<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone of the team Wild Marmet (WMTT), Armina Horowitz, Sidney West.<br><br>Mori Koji paid attention to the public announcement, while he was toying with his pen, making random geometric drawing in his notebook. He seemed to be in his own world once more, even when it was told that Tahira Atemu had given up the classes, leaving his team incomplete. The first defection. Soon he would be following her, Mori suspected. Were it not for Tamika Ming and to a lesser extent Graham Welkin (yes, truth to be told, that guy was not that bad), he would have already stepped down after the incident with Armina Horowitz.<br><br>Deep inside, Mori Koji wanted to go to Schwarz. Actually, he did not want to go anywhere with Armina Horowitz. If she were going Northwards, he would go Southwards. As the shy boy began to move towards the meeting point for the Schwarz mission, he saw the bloody Welkin Graham walking the opposite direction. 'Where on Earth does he think he is going to?', he cursed to himself. He was going to grab his shoulder to let him know his will when Graham Welkin finally left the hall. Mori Koji looked around and apparently, Tamika Ming was also gone - he just did not know where.<br><br>Interestingly, the team seemed to gel together pretty well. Welkin Graham's initiative of cooking for them was definitively a witty move. For a moment, he conceded Graham was not the bastard he thought in the beginning. Nevertheless, his 'alpha' attitude just pissed him off. On the other hand, Mori was part of Welkin's team. In the beginning, little had Mori taken into account the fact that dust was involved. As Feur was picked up by Graham Welkin, the new kind of dust found in Feur appeared as a justification for Mori to change his mind. After all, his little secret was in his Semblance, capable of controlling dust spread in the environment.<br><br>"Graham Welkin will end blown up when he is dealing with the new dust. Better go with him", Mori spoke, nearly muttered, as he stepped back and followed Graham to the training grounds .... and to Armina. By the time he left the main hall, Graham had already disappeared in the corridor. Mori Koji walked nonchalantly to the WMTT dorm, grabbed his back pack - he did not have much and did not unpack whichever was inside the backpack - and walked to the training grounds.<br><br>By the time Mori Koji got to the training grounds, he could see Graham Welkin bowing and saying hello to Armina Horowitz. 'Once a yes-man, always a yes-man', he pondered. Was he just being jealous? Maybe yes. Everyone had a past and his had not given him heroic examples as it seemed to have happened to most people in the Avalanche Academy. If Mori were going to stick together to the team, he'd rather get used to them. Mori Koji shook these thoughts mentally away in an attempt to get rid of them.<br><br>All Armina could see in Mori Koji's face was a grimace, trying to hide a smile. She could neither say Mori was there willingfully or not. "Here I am Graham. I could not let you alone with all that dust", he patted Graham's left shoulder from behind. "Let's blow it together", he smiled at the same time he snorted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>23-03-2014, 16:49:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/327/b/3/bardroy___coluored_1_by_nightgazer101-d6veu7h.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Vasili Ilari<br><strong>Team:</strong> SHO<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avalanche Academy - Departure<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Team Schwarz<br><em>"Send me on my way..."</em><br><hr><br>The Mercenary shrugged his shoulders when his suggestion was rejected.<br>Fine...it was their loss.<br>He quickly hopped on top of the Snowmobile behind Enya Horowitz.<br>"Trust me. I function better the less sleep I get...that's a lie. I function better until I collapse."<br>At this point it would be highly unlike Vasili to not cop a feel.<br>It also shouldn't have come as a surprise when he did, using both his hands to reach around the buxom beauty and giving both of her breasts a firm squeeze. Saying, "Honk" at the same time he squeezed them. Then chuckling to himself after, keeping his arms around her waist, well aware of the handle bars to the sides of the Snowmobiles, built in for said passenger.<br>Likewise, he could ride without holding onto anything. Purely using his legs and lower body to keep him firmly attached to the Snowmobile. Very handy for shooting on the move.<br>And, for this purpose, he kept his Sound Suppressor attached.<br>Wouldn't want to deafen Enya every time he fired a round.<br>Though, how he wasn't deaf himself, was a complete mystery.<br><br>As the rest readied up, the Tiger Faunus took care to attach his mask over his mouth and nose. He changed out his ballistic scope to a measly 4x ACOG scope. He also put on a pair of Infrared Goggles, which were not currently turned on, but kept over his eyes. The fact that they were off did not blind him, but just gave him a slight narrower view than his regular eyes.<br>The storm front he had seen the previous night had decided to move towards Schwarz. If they ran into it on the way his Goggles could very well save their lives.<br><br>So far, he was right.<br>As soon as visibility dropped he turned them on. The Goggles giving off a high-pitched whine as it warmed up before finally activating. Likewise, he readied his Rifle.<br>At the question of accountability, Vasili turned around and counted the heat signatures.<br>The Red heat from the Snowmobile engines, and the Red-, Orange-, and Yellow-layered lumps on top of each.<br>As he scanned the area rear of their formation, he made sure to scan their flanks as well.<br>After all, loud things liked to attract unwelcome guests.<br>"Accounted!" Vasili Ilari shouted once he turned back towards the front.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>23-03-2014, 22:23:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120909185549/darksiders/images/9/94/War_Abyssal_Armor.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Karn Shademore<br><strong>Team:</strong> Clay Dewclaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near forest, Academy Main Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Task Force Schwarz<br><br>Karn regarded Vasili with confusion. "Why do you call me 'Fatboy'? I am not overweight, I am the correct weight for snapping Grimm spines. It is not my fault the rest of you are painfully underfed."<br><br>Turning to Enya he gave a sigh. "If you mean the chain... it is a <em>chain</em>, we <em>did</em> have those at home. If you are questioning my skill with the sled..." He expertly attached the luggage. "The dog sled was the major form of transport in winter, too dangerous to use horses when you don't know what lurks beneath the snow. One loose rock and you're flying through the air with a maimed horse following behind to crush you when you land."<br><br>He sighed again at the glare. "I have an oil lamp, Mistress of Spirit, and extra oil. It needs no magic and, in a pinch, can be used to start a cooking fire or light a Grimm up... permanently. Besides..." He gave his aura the little <em>twist</em> to light his eyes, a trick he'd learned to intimidate caravans into not trying to force the pass at all, but which served here to emphasize the inhuman nature of his eyes. "...I require less illumination then many of the rest of you. To say nothing of the fact that I can feel your heat from here and can taste the Beowulf which was killed, not far from here, only last night."<br><br>Karn mounted the sled with the ease of long practice and, while there were a few worrisome moments at the beginning when he was taken off guard by the speed of the snowmobile, he soon was following with ease.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>23-03-2014, 22:43:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/986826-bigthumbnail_zpsbc53c8f6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Gwen Albion<br><strong>Team:</strong> Ghast<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Academy’s Main Hall, Schwarz Mission<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone going for mission Schwarz <br><hr><br>Gwen watched and listened as the large man, whom she recalled fighting the Beowulf but not Professor Armina during the entrance exams, explained how he had ruined his scroll and wouldn't get on a snowmobile.&nbsp; It was hard to believe he wasn't just pulling someone's leg considering the armor he wore was likely more advanced than either the snowmobiles or the scroll.&nbsp; It was an odd quandary that she didn't care to overly think upon.<br><br>She smiled and an obvious amount of tension was released from her shoulders when Willum showed up.&nbsp; It wasn't enough to completely change her mood, but it helped.&nbsp; She had worked well with her lab partner the day before, and she figured he had the experience and ability to mesh well with herself and Rai.<br><br>When Willum asked her if she was excited she smiled at him, even though he couldn't see it beneath her scarf.&nbsp; There was a part of her that was very excited.&nbsp; Though it was dampened greatly by being two members short of a full team.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Yeah, excited..."</strong> she said through her scarf.<br><br>She moved to help Willum attach his pack next to hers and then waited for further instruction.<br><br>When the sleepy hunter whose name she wasn't aware of decided to join, and make the suggestion that they walk to Schwarz, Gwen simply looked to Professor Enya.&nbsp; She was aware that the snowmobiles would likely draw attention, but she would rather move quickly than walk slowly and expose themselves to Eis' winter for an entire day.&nbsp; The snowmobiles were likely to cut their travel time in half, if not more.<br><br><strong>"You want to drive?"</strong> she asked Willum.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>24-03-2014, 21:05:04</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name: Armina Horowitz </strong><br><strong>Location: Training grounds </strong><br><strong>Tagging: Mission Feur members </strong><br><br>She was glad to see that Welkin joined the mission and supposed his team members would too. If he couldn’t convince them to join the same quest, what hope had he to properly lead them for the next three years? At least, that was Armina’s line of thought at the time.<br><br>“Mornin’. If that’s all you’re taking with you, get in. I’m waiting exactly ten more minutes, if no one else joins in we’ll go just the two of us.”&nbsp; She had a wolfish grin. “Think you’ll be able to handle it?” It really didn’t sound like she was joking.<br><br>It wasn’t the case however, sooner than she could turn her back on him, Mori Koji arrived on the scene.<br>“Better wash that dumb smile off your face, Poet Kid. The only blowing you’ll get to do is yourself if you get near that Dust. Now take a seat in the back and don’t move from there.”<br>Geez she was in a bad mood, and not just with Mori, but she seemed pissed with everyone. Having just a few hours of sleep the night before was one reason. Professor West being tardy was another. <br><br><br><br><strong>Name: Luna Mauve</strong><br><strong>Team: Clay Dewclaw </strong><br><strong>Location: Training grounds</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Mission Feur members</strong><br><br>After Welkin and Mori, Luna was the third to arrive. She was wearing a long dark blue skirt made out of wool, a red coat with a baby doll collar and laced cuffs, red winter boots and no hat on her head, because it was safely placed in her bag. Luna looked like she was going out on a winter shopping spree, not on a mission for the Academy.&nbsp; Harmony, her sound-wave producing weapon was stored in a special case hanging on Luna’s shoulder. <br><br>“Good morning professor, I’ll be joining the mission to Feur as well.” She said in a soft voice, placing her trolley bag on the first step of the bus. <br>Armina looked at her from head to toe without hiding her disapproval.<br><br>“Not dressed like that you aren’t. Don’t you own trousers or ski pants of any sort? I’m sure you can afford them.”<br>The blue haired girl turned as red as her coat and took a step back. <br>“I really don’t but I can .. lend a pair?” <br><br>Luna doubted she’d have the boldness to ask another female student for something like that, but that was the first came which came to mind under pressure. She regretted not having another girl on her team more than anything that happened since she joined the Academy. <br><br>“There’s no time for that, get in. You’ll buy one when we get to Schwarz.”&nbsp; <br>Thinking that she started her first mission at Avalanche on the wrong foot, Luna walked inside the bus, dragging her luggage. <br>“Morning Mori, glad to see you’re on the mission too!”<br>Seeing Welkin and Mori cheered her up and she addressed Wild Marmet’s team leader with a friendly voice right after. <br>“Hello Welkin, is this seat taken?” she pointed to the one next to him. She saw his shotgun and instinctively touched the side of her instrument case. “Is that your weapon? How does it work?”<br><br><strong>GM’S POST</strong><br>Not long after the last member got on Armina’s bus, professor Sidney West finally showed up. It took him another five minutes to inspect that his equipment was properly secured, much to Armina’s dismay but then they set out to Feur. Unlike the Schwarz mission group, their ride proved to be going well. They were headed East, where the weather was kinder throughout the year. Perhaps the only thing they had to worry about was boredom, since they had a three hour journey ahead of them until reaching the coast.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 00:47:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/bzGLBtW.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Raisho Hajimoto<br><strong>Team:</strong> Ghast<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall; Schwarz Mission<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone for Mission Schwarz<br><br>Breakfast was delicious, and even more so than it normally would have been because he was going home. Maybe not for good, and not for long, but he was going home and would get to see his family. That put rose tinted lenses over pretty much everything today. He'd prepared all of his gear last night, and he had a bag of survival tools and another for all of his other things.<br><br>&nbsp;Neither of them were overly large or heavy. He was also dressed for the occasion. His mask was reinforced with an inner lining of fur, and he had a thick hood covering the rest of his head. In fact the only thing you could see of his face was the bridge of his nose and his eyes. On top of that he had a thick overcoat and a winter version of his normal pants and shoes. They were warm, but still allowed the freedom of movement he was used to and needed to be effective in a fight. <br><br>When the professor told them they were ready to leave, he simply nodded his head and got ready to go with the others. As they prepared the snowmobiles, Professor Enya told him to pick his own as they could potentially use the extra space. "Yes ma'am." He chanced a look at Gwen, hoping they'd be able to talk later, but for now he got his own transport ready and began strapping his bags to the back. Despite being from different teams, everyone's preparations went smoothly, and soon they were on the road so to speak. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wheresmycow</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 01:05:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQboLyRhv87q2dV7lyxqjrb-QHbjw7vXPA9NxY2GnblMpQE3nv3rQ)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Willum Wildfang<br><strong>Team:</strong> Clay Dewclaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Academy Main Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Task Force Schwarz<br><br>There was an expression of longing on his face as Willum looked at the snowmobile, but with some regret he shook his head at Gwen's offer, "I want to, but I won't.&nbsp; I know just enough to cover the basics, but that's about it.&nbsp; There's no way I'd be able to handle it if we hit bad weather or trouble, I'd be risking both of our lives.&nbsp; So I think it's a safer bet if you drove it instead of me.&nbsp; Maybe it's something you can teach me in the future."<br>Once the kits were secured, Willum settled into the passenger seat, grabbing a hold of the handles.&nbsp; He really, really did want to drive it, the few times he had ever been allowed to take one for a spin being immensely fun and entertaining.&nbsp; Most of the time, when he and his fathers traveled anywhere, it had been on foot with heavy gear and a quick marching pace, apparently to build character and body.&nbsp; Snowmobile rides were a treat, and being able to drive one was especially so.&nbsp; He would have to make do with being a passenger until he learned how to operate one properly.<br><br>Pulling the balaclava up so that it covered his head and sliding the ski goggles on, Willum gave Gwen a thumbs up.<br>"Ready when you are," he said, his voice slightly muffled.<br><br>At first, the trip seemed to be going rather smoothly.&nbsp; The ground wasn't too bad, and Willum felt that he could just about manage something like this without too much incident.&nbsp; And when the temperature dropped, he wasn't particularly surprised.&nbsp; This was Eis after all, that was why he was bundled up with so many insulating layers.&nbsp; But it was the wind that was beginning to make things difficult, buffeting Willum enough that he had to hunch down to lower his profile.&nbsp; And then it was followed snow, thick heavy snow that was severely reducing visibility.&nbsp; Willum was extremely glad he wasn't the one directing the snowmobile.&nbsp; His ability to maintain pace with Professor Enya would be dubious at best, and if the weather worsened, the risk of a crash would have gone significantly up.<br>"Good ol' Eis," Willum shouted over the roar of the engines.&nbsp; "Weather's trying to kill us.&nbsp; How are you doing?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>25-03-2014, 02:05:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/986826-bigthumbnail_zpsbc53c8f6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Gwen Albion<br><strong>Team:</strong> Ghast<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Academy’s Main Hall, Schwarz Mission<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone going for mission Schwarz <br><hr><br>Gwen sighed quietly to herself and mounted the snowmobile.&nbsp; If she'd been the passenger her hands wouldn't have been on the vehicle's handles for long.&nbsp; They would have slipped around Willum's waist and she would've leaned against him... to help keep him warm.&nbsp; Her mind quickly shifted from whimsical wishes to the job at hand.&nbsp; She kept the vehicle on the right path, and followed behind the large man's sled.&nbsp; It looked like he was getting quite the ride.<br><br>She didn't much notice the drop in temperature, bundled and layered as she was.&nbsp; Her mask allowed her to see the terrain and pilot the snowmobile without difficulty even as the snow began to come down more heavily.<br><br><strong>"Be better with your arms around me,"</strong> she shouted through her scarf and over the noise of the snowmobile and wind.<br><br>While that may have been forward in other lands, she was an Eis native and she knew better than most that they may all be dead in the next hour.&nbsp; Sometimes you just needed to say what you wanted and speak what you thought when you had the chance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>26-03-2014, 09:54:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/wCJyKsi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Welkin Graham<br><strong>Team:</strong>WMTT<br><strong>Location:</strong> Training grounds<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Armina Horowitz, Mori, Luna,<br>Welkin would wait out the time, tough when he saw the familiar face of Mori he gave his fellow teammate a smile and a wave. “Hey Mori. Glad you decided to come. Doing good today?” Hopefully Tamika came as well, if only to have all of his team alongside him and working as a solid unit. But as Mori pat him on the shoulder, he then gave a smirk. “Of course. Though we do have non teammates here, let’s be nice to them yeah?” Giving Armina a nod, he moved to sit at an empty portion of the bus. Slightly warmer than usual in his winter outfit, he hoped that relaxing a bit would cool him down and let him focus a tad more on the current going-ons and focus on the situation at hand. If Tamika actually came then he would be here with his full team and Armina would see how he could handle them...Though he did know this was a group effort that wasn’t just his group.<br><br>He was brought out of his thoughtful mood as he then heard a very familiar voice and instantly gave a smile. “Hey. No, he seat isn’t taken at all.” He said, patting the stead if she wished. “Uh – well...” Not many asked him how it worked. “Collapsed it kind of works as a shotgun, though it uses dust and has really limited ammo. If I flick a small switch and swing the blade the bayonet expands into a two handed sword. The sword can ‘fire’ dust to channel it, but it still uses that dust and I have to be careful how often I do that, or... I have to reload.” Welkin explained on the trip. “Made it with the help of my family, it was a bit of work. What’s in the case? Is that your weapon?” he asked, his tone rather open and friendly as he did so!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>26-03-2014, 20:52:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/008/e/7/Emo_Boy_by_Kisuru1994.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Mori Koji<br><strong>Team:</strong> Wild Marmet (WMTT)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Training grounds<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone of the team Wild Marmet (WMTT), Luna Mauve, Armina Horowitz, Sidney West.<br><br>As Armina Horowitz reprimanded Mori Koji harshly for doing nothing but smiling, the shy boy' smile collapsed into his introverted look, as if he were looking at nothing but the horizon. That had been a hard hit on his self-steem, specially in that moment he was starting to get along with the other team members. Were he a sissy boy, Mori would have cried: life had taught him to be strong and his weakness during the fighting class only showed it was leading to nowhere. His semblance grimace and turned gray as Mori Koji walked at his own slow pace towards the last row in the transportation, not close to where Luna and Welkin were seating.<br><br>Truth to be told, Luna and Welkin even tried to talk to Mori Koji. Nevertheless, Mori smelled something in the air far more alluring than mere tenderness and kindness between the two, raising suspicious in his mind as to where his team leader could have been in the last night. The dinner he had promised came out, but it was much later than he had expected. More surprisingly, Luna Mauve knew his name, even though they had never been introduced before. Of course, he had realized the exotically dyed blue hair of Luna - her charm was easy to be noticed. On the other hand, he wondered whether Welkin had spoken about him and what he had spoken about him.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198248.msg9759978#msg9759978">Quote from: Jane Storm on 24-03-2014, 21:05:04</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Morning Mori, glad to see you're on the mission too!”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"I am glad to see you around too, lady", Mori replied with a yellow smile, trying to guess her name mentally. For a brief moment, Mori smiled openly to her and Welkin and considered to seat right behind them. Welkin was not a bad guy after all and whatever Mori suspected could be going on between both of them was not going to see a new chapter under the close surveillance of Sidney West and Armina Horowitz. Nevertheless, there was an order coming from Armina Horowitz and Mori Koji did not want to get into more trouble.<br><br>In the way to the back of the bus, the clumsy Mori nearly had his pair of trousers torn apart: one of his loose pockets got entangled with a plastic arm of one of the chairs. Fortunately, he reacted swiftly and set himself free. Mori decided to seat in the middle seat of the last row: from there, he could see the empty corridor as well as straighten his long legs. He stretched his arms above his head, yawned a bit and enjoyed the warm coming from the rear heating. 'Not a bad choice', he thought to himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>28-03-2014, 18:12:28</strong>
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				]<br><strong>Name: Armina Horowitz </strong><br><strong>Location: Training grounds </strong><br><strong>Tagging: Mission Feur members </strong><br><br>For Avalanche Academy’s combat teacher the ride was least to say…boring. They made one stop for snacks and a restroom break halfway and then arrived at the ferry dock just in time to catch the first ride to Feur. She knew it would take them at least 18 hours to reach their destination, so Armina arranged a sleeping room for everyone the day before. <br>The ferry was bing enough to carry 50 people from one side to another, including spaces for vehicles such as snowmobiles. Armina left the bus at the station, for it would also be their ride back. <br>“All right students” she addressed the group when they were finally settled in the six person room. One bed remained unoccupied. “We have 15 minutes until lunch, me and professor West are going to go for a drink before. Meet you all at the restaurant, they’re two tables booked under my name.” <br><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Name: Luna Mauve</strong><br><strong>Team: Clay Dewclaw </strong><br><strong>Location: Training grounds</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Mission Feur members</strong><br><br>Seeing how Mori was fighting to get his trousers free from the evil chair's arm, Luna rushed to help him. She didn't need to however, for he quickly dealt with the incident and sat comfortably behind them. <br><br>"You don't have to call me "lady", my name is Luna" she said watching him over the back of her seat. <br><br>Luna was glad to know that Welkin was interested in her weapon at least as much as she was in his so she took Harmony out of the case without a second thought. Addressing both Welkin and Mori, she ran her fingers through the strings and a graceful sound came from the harp.<br>&nbsp;<br>“This is Harmony, if I use it on music mode it’s just a harp. However, if I press this ..” and she switched it to low intensity, running her fingers swiftly on the strings. “..it’s my weapon.” The vibrant sound made their skin crawl, starting slowly at first, until both Mori and Welkin felt the intensity scratching their bodies just slightly. The painful thing however, was the effect that those sound waves triggered in their heads. <br>&nbsp;<br>“I won’t do it again unless you both want to get sick and dizzy.” she said switching Harmony back into harp mode.&nbsp; “The least I can do is entertain you a bit.” <br>&nbsp;<br>And so Luna started to play one of her songs,&nbsp; a lively tune which she thought fit for the road. <br>&nbsp;<br>By the time they embarked on the ferry, Luna already bought herself a pair of ski pants. Dragging her luggage to the room Armina pointed towards, she asked professor West if he had any special information on the Dust they were supposed to gather and test. <br>&nbsp;<br>“Well,” professor Sidney said, “the quarry workers found a solid grey rock at the base of a large Ice Rock from which Ice Dust is usually extracted. They didn’t give it much importance at first, but apparently once it was taken out of the Ice Rock, it started to..misbehave. There have been many sightings of the Mist in that quarry, but it never affected the Fire Rocks before. My assumptions are that the Fire Rock has been indeed affected in time and only now we get the results: that grey rock everyone’s been talking about.”<br>&nbsp;<br>“What do you mean by “misbehave”, professor?” Luna asked more interested in the subject than the day before. <br>&nbsp;<br>“Well Miss Mauve, you’ll just have to see when we get there.” he said and smiled.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>After she left her luggage in the room they all had to share, Luna followed the teachers to the ferry’s restaurant. They had a good variety of fish based dishes of course along with sea fruits and a couple of delicious looking desserts. She took a seat next to Mori and Welkin, waiting for the waiter to come. <br><br>“Do you think we’ll really have to fight the Grimm once we get to the quarry?” she asked team Wild Marmet. <br><br><br><hr><br><br><strong>Name: Enya Horowitz </strong><br><strong>Location: Parking lot, near the forest</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Task force Schwarz </strong><br><br>Seeing how the snowstorm was advancing towards them from their right, Enya slowed down. Something was amiss. The wind was blowing in their faces, not from the side. Stopping somewhere near the edge of the forest, she saw the grey mass engulfing the trees and just within it, familiar contours started to show up.<br><em>That’s not a snowstorm, that’s the Mist!</em> <br>&nbsp;<br>Enya turned the engine back on and addressed Vasili:<br>&nbsp;<br>“See how many you can take down while we’re on the move.” Then she gave a loud shout to the students:<br>&nbsp;<br>“The Mist’s heading towards Schwarz and it’s gonna take us with it! We’re keeping course, full speed ahead! Prepare for Grimm confrontation.”<br>&nbsp;<br>Yet the Grimm did not attack. Even with Vasili’s gunshots, the Mist crazed pack was advancing toward Schwarz, ignoring the hunting group. Enya saw White Foxes running alongside the pack of Beowolves. They never hunted together, the Mist must have changed things as it had always done when it came to Grimm behavior. <br>&nbsp;<br>The monsters were taking a straight path through the trees, parallel to the one Enya and her groups was riding on. But their paths would soon merge on the only bridge crossing Heste River and they had to make sure no Grimm went beyond that point. <br>&nbsp;<br>“Everyone, step on it! We’re crossing that bridge and take them down as they arrive at the other end!”<br>&nbsp;<br>Fighting with the Grimm two by two was a better tactic than facing them all together at once.<br>&nbsp;<br>In another ten minutes, Enya was at the bridge, letting her students cross it first and letting Vasili have his fun in taking down the approaching Grimm. Through the Mist they could easily spot a pack of four or five Beowolves and another three White Foxes, but Enya was sure that more would come. Wherever the Mist appeared, so did the Grimm. <br>&nbsp;<br>Once she and Vasili arrived at the other end of the bridge, next to the others, Enya addressed the mercenary once more:<br>&nbsp;<br>“Suggested formation for defense?” <br><br>Right then a massive Beowulf leapt towards Raisho’s snowmobile and it looked as if the beast would take out both Raisho and Ruby in one go. The Mist enhanced not only their physical strength and size, but speed and killer instinct as well. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>29-03-2014, 00:23:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/327/b/3/bardroy___coluored_1_by_nightgazer101-d6veu7h.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Vasili Ilari<br><strong>Team:</strong> SHO<br><strong>Location:</strong> Heste Bridge<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Team Schwarz<br><em>"That's no moon..."</em><br><hr><br>When they slowed to a stop Vasili spied through his ACOG scope. In the "storm" he spotted several heat signatures all moving the same direction.<br>None of them looked human or Faunus so he didn't hesitate. The Sound Suppressor enabled him to take shots off right next to her head without permanently deafening her.<br>By the time Enya finally said something he had bagged at least six or seven Kills.<br>Nor did he respond.<br>His main focus laid with taking out as much Grimm as he possibly could while on the move. Of course, every shot blew away his target. If not just the one, then at least two as the massive bullet had enough power to rip through at least three Grimm standing within its trajectory.<br><br>Every shot made was half a second apart. An amazing feat considering he had to work the bolt after each and every shot.<br>To do so on the move, and so fast, was the sign of a Master Marksman. When he and Enya stopped just shy of the bridge, his shots became even faster.<br>Fire, shift.<br>Fire, shift.<br>Fire, shift.<br>After every round, he didn't wait for the kill confirmation, he shifted his aim. Taking into account for which Grimm were closer, which were faster.<br>Him alone, he had beaten their numbers back farther into the Mist.<br>But they were still coming.<br><br>When the Merc and the Teacher finally crossed the bridge, Vasili changed out his Supressor for the common Muzzle break one saw on the ends of Rifles like his.<br>"Everyone up front engaging at will. I'll provide supporting fire from the rear. If it looks like we're going to get overwhelmed I'll blow the bridge and we'll do an engaged withdrawal towards Schulz. Keep the Grimm back until we make it within Schulz's perimeter. From there the Marksman manning the Posts will provide us with supporting fire, and any available Huntsman and Huntresses will come to our aid, leaving a detachment within Schulz itself in case the Mist and the Grimm get past us."<br><br>As he spoke the Mercenary lit up a cigarette and slammed a new magazine home. Working the bolt loudly as if to sound off that he was ready.<br>"That's if Schulz hasn't evacuated yet. If they're gone, we'll know as soon as we get within range of the Marksman defense. We'll know because there won't be anyone there to help us, in which case we should bug out as well."<br><br>As for the "blowing the bridge" part.<br>His couple years spent at Schulz gave him days of exploring the lands around it.<br>The bridge was the first thing he discovered, and the first thing he rigged with unstable Fire Dust Crystals.<br>It wasn't the only thing he rigged.<br>He also rigged the entire tree line with unstable Fire Dust Crystals, not to mention the road.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>29-03-2014, 07:58:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120909185549/darksiders/images/9/94/War_Abyssal_Armor.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Karn Shademore<br><strong>Team:</strong> Clay Dewclaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near forest, Academy Main Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Task Force Schwarz<br><br>Karn noticed something was off about the whether even before Professor Horowitz, finely honed instinct realized almost instantly that the 'snowstorm' wasn't following the wind.&nbsp; However, having never encountered it before, he didn't identify the Mists until after her shouted warning.<br><br>The remainder of the ride was almost painfully tense and conflicting as his urge to slay grimm battled with his recognition of the impossibility of that under these conditions. Each shot from Vasili's gun was a salve to his raw soul as he saw form after form fall behind them.<br><br>Then they reached the bridge... Karn didn't even wait to get all the way across, or for the sled to stop, he just stepped off the back and slid in a trail of snow, water vapor, and sparks to a stop roughly two thirds of the way across the bridge. Turning he shouted over his shoulder. "I shall hold them here, where they can't simply jump across to the far shore, you must deal with those that get by me!" Even as he turned his attention back to the hoard in front of him, a particularly large Beowulf bound over his head and leapt for Raisho and Ruby. "Oh that is simply not to be permitted!" Karn pulled Gungnir from it's sheath and the next Beowulf to try and simply jump over him collapsed upon landing, having been hamstrung as it passed over. While that one began dragging itself toward the end of the bridge Karn retracted Gungnir from 16 feet back to the far more convenient 6 inch length.<br><br>The intelligent thing to be feeling would be fear, the normal emotions when facing something new and dangerous for the first time would be nervousness and uncertainty. Karn was grinning like a loon. Extending his free hand forward he gave the frenzied Grimm a 'come on' gesture. The next rush appeared to simply bury him in their first attack. For a moment it seemed the newest student at Avalanche Academy wouldn't be getting any older, then the Grim were thrown back and the struggle quickly resolved itself into Karn trading blows with two Beowulfs and a White Fox. Of course this meant he had nether hands nor attention to spare for any other Grimm as they jumped over the entire struggle. As more and more joined the press trying to reach him, however, he did slow the advance of the hoard to a crawl.<br><br>((Note: Pending GM override there are now 4 or 5 Grimm in a knot in front of Karn, 5 or 6 more have passed him but are not yet off the bridge, 1 Beowulf has been crippled and is dragging itself the rest of the way across the bridge, and 1 particularly large Beowulf is about to land on Raisho and Ruby.))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wheresmycow</strong> on <strong>30-03-2014, 02:07:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQboLyRhv87q2dV7lyxqjrb-QHbjw7vXPA9NxY2GnblMpQE3nv3rQ)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Willum Wildfang<br><strong>Team:</strong> Clay Dewclaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest to Heste Bridge<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Task Force Schwarz<br><br>Without hesitation, Willum let go of the handle one hand at a time and wrapped it around Gwen's waist, holding her tight as he leaned forward into her close enough that his chest almost touched her back.&nbsp; He shifted the position of his feet on the passenger footrests, so that his knees bent more inward and he was hugging her with his legs more.&nbsp; If Gwen thought that the conditions were getting rough enough to warrant such closeness, Willum wasn't going to argue.&nbsp; She would need to focus more on navigating through the woods and less on worrying about taking paths that would bump her passenger off.&nbsp; It also helped that Willum wasn't particularly shy about most things, having been raised to be more pragmatic than focusing on being socially acceptable.<br><br>When professor Enya shouted at them about the Mist, Willum craned his head around to take a look, his eyes widening at the encroaching gray mass.&nbsp; He was very, very grateful that Luna had decided to go on the Feur mission.&nbsp; This looked like it would turn into something very dangerous, very fast, and Willum wasn't certain she'd be prepared for something like this.<br><br>Just as it became apparent to the professor, it became apparent to Willum that the Grimm, beowulves and white foxes, were not directly heading towards them, but running along with them.&nbsp; Leaning to the side to see what was ahead, he could also spot the bridge up ahead and when Enya shouted her instructions, he could see the sense in it.&nbsp; When the snowmobile was in the process of crossing the bridge, he suddenly heard loud grinding and the sound of sparks being made.&nbsp; Turning around, he cursed at what he saw.<br>"Damn it Karn!"<br>The fool hadn't even waited for the snowmobile pulling his sled to slow down, instead opting to step off.&nbsp; It should have had him rolling and tumbling, but he somehow only slid and maintained his balance.<br>"Stupid leader.&nbsp; Time for me to get off."<br><br>Letting go of Gwen's waist, Willum gripped the handles again, tucking his legs into his chest as he pushed up against the handles in one smooth motion.&nbsp; Planting his feet on the passenger seat, he kicked off and jumped flipped off the snow mobile, adding a twist in the air so that when he landed, he started to immediately run towards the bridge and his teammate.<br><br>He was very, very grateful that Luna had decided to go on the Feur mission, and he had decided to go here.&nbsp; This looked like it would turn into something very dangerous, very fast, and Willum wouldn't have wanted to miss a bit of it.&nbsp; As snarling grimm leaped past Karn and came at him, Willum dashed forward, past the claws that were swiping at his head and delivered a quick jab at a beowulf's throat.&nbsp; The snarl became a garbled choke, and was followed by five quick meaty thumps as Willum punched the creature right in the sternum, each blow landing in the same spot before landing a double-palmed strike into the chest that shattered bone and launched the beowulf back into one of its pack.&nbsp; With his hands up, he sidestepped another blow, grabbing the arm and the furry chest as he rotated with the motion, throwing the grimm onto the railing of the bridge hard, the force breaking the beowulf's spine in a loud crack.&nbsp; From a kneeling position, he lashed out behind him with his foot, driving his heel into a white fox's knee and breaking it.&nbsp; As it howled in agony, Willum whipped his torso up and back, twisting at the end to deliver an elbow into the grimm's side.<br><br>Dancing around the remainder, Willum stood back-to-back with Karn, fists held up in a guarding stance.&nbsp; He was grinning along with Karn, though his balaclava obscured the expression.<br>"Nice way to stay warm hey Karn!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>30-03-2014, 12:40:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/008/e/7/Emo_Boy_by_Kisuru1994.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Mori Koji<br><strong>Team:</strong> Wild Marmet (WMTT)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tables booked by Armina Horowitz in the Feur Restaurant<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone of the team Wild Marmet (WMTT), Luna Mauve, Armina Horowitz, Sidney West.<br><br>In spite of the bad weather, the trip took shorter than Mori Koji expected. As he grew outside the cold place, seeing so much snow was quite odd. During most of the trip, his thoughts were on Tamika Ming - why wasn't she there seating next to him? Few would suspect that was his main concern. His light luggage could have risen concerns about his wellbeing from most people. To the eyes of someone who did not know his personal story, this lack of care could have explained why he brought not so many clothes - in reality, he did not have any money at all to be precise - and this impaired his ability to get properly dressed. 'Armina Horowitz continue to walk around scantily dressed in her fighting outfit. If the bloody bastard can make it, I can make it too', Mori Koji thought to himself, when someone warned him about the low temperatures they were going to face in Feur.<br><br>After paying attention to the brief conversation between Professor Sidnei West and Luna Mauve - the girl had actually made good questions, showing how bright she was - his interest on her increased. Her knowledge on the dust only attracted his attention - after all, one of the few things Mori Koji considered to master was exactly the dust. Mori Koji reached the six-person room and left his luggage in the bed nearest to the corner, away from everyone's eyes. Even though he picked up the farthest bed, Luna Mauve was not far from him and he had to talk to her - she had been kind to talk to him in the transport, specially when she tried to help him to untangle from the "trap". He tried to avoid her, but as both left the room, Mori Koji waved at her and spoke, trying to avoid meeting her gaze.<br><br>"Luna", a hesitant, low voice came from next to her. For the first time since the incident in the transport, he was addressing the blue-haired girl. "I would like to thank you for trying to help me in the bus. I am always unlucky, as you may have heard. If something goes wrong outside, please do not worry about me", he paused as if waiting for her to say something. As no reply came, he completed. "I just called you lady, because I did not know your name, I am really sorry about that". <br><br>After a short walk, all the three members of the Wild Marmet team sat together. Armina Horowitz and Sidnei West were not there, causing Mori Koji to think...well, two adult people could be having some fun. That would sound better than talking to kids or to the Poet Kid, Mori had to admit. His thoughts were interrupted by Luna's question.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198248.msg9777102#msg9777102">Quote from: Jane Storm on 28-03-2014, 18:12:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Do you think we'll really have to fight the Grimm once we get to the quarry?” she asked team Wild Marmet. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"I don't think so. The Grimm are not that fond of quays. At least, not where I come from", he said as Welkin stayed quiet. "Besides that, I don't want it to happen", he said, looking at the approaching waiter. "I think I am not ready for the danger they represent and I can put in risk the entire mission if I fail", he spoke as his gaze focused on the waiter.<br><br>"How can I help you, sirs?", the waiter asked. Mori Koji just shook his head negatively, since his limited resources would not allow him to pay the bill. He hoped to grab one or two nuts in the field trip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>30-03-2014, 12:55:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/bzGLBtW.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Raisho Hajimoto<br><strong>Team:</strong> Ghast<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avalanche Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Schwarz Mission Team<br><br>Once they were off, he felt a smile welling up within him. He was going home to see his family, and he could tell them the good news that he'd been accepted. All of that. The good news, plus the rumble of the engine and the lovely, if somewhat depressing scenery just had him in an all around good mood. Even when the weather began to pick up, he felt there was little that could change his mood. <br><br>Only then, he realized along with the others that it wasn't <em>just</em> weather. A thick mist was billowing in toward them. The mist was heading toward his home!! He didn't say anything when Enya gave them orders, he just revved the throttle and got even more speed out of the machine underneath him. <br><br>Ten more minutes of riding got them to the bridge, and along with the others he drove to the far end and slid to a stop. His ski-mobile was still swerving when he pushed off and flipped through the air. He saw something while he was in the air, and it took a moment to register that it was a Beowulf, but much larger than the average variety.<br><br>&nbsp;It was heading directly for him and Ruby as well. He didn't have time to engage his blades, and only acted on instinct. He slammed his hands out against the creatures and stopped it, then they were locked in a struggle. Throwing the Beowulf's arms down to the side, he threw several haymakers that turned it's head and got whines of pain, followed by a roundhouse that spun it in a circle. <br><br>His eyes glowed brightly and he felt a snarl leaving him as he pushed the monster away from him and into a tree hard enough to splinter it. "That's new," he said as he looked down at his hands noticed a few different things from how he usually fought. Looking at the others, he cocked his head to the side. "If anyone isn't too busy, I might need help with this one. But no rush." With the room created and the Beowulf still getting back up, he snapped all four blades into place and activated them. Then he charged.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>30-03-2014, 17:00:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/134/6/3/le_chevalier_d_eon___maximilien_robespierre_by_hodremlin-d659k89.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Albert One Stone<br><strong>Team:</strong> Not applicable<br><strong>Location:</strong> Schwarz mission, in and out the Mist<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone of the Schwarz mission<br><br>Albert One Stone had been waiting for that moment since last month. An unique low pressure zone combined with a sudden drop in the temperature, but without any snow precipitation. No better conditions could exist for him to test his latest theory. As expected, a large pack of Grimm would be grouping nearby, showing that his research had undeniable scientific value. Those stubborn at the Science Academy, at Beacon Academy and even at the pathetic Avalanche Academy would swallow&nbsp; their words, their insults and mockery, once Albert One Stone solved the puzzle he had been investigating for the last years. If not, all of them would pay with their own lives!<br><br>Mr. Ph.D, as some at Avalanche Academy nicknamed Albert One Stone, closed his eyes and began to use his Semblance, in order to cause the weather conditions to become even more extreme around him. He knew the use of his Semblance would catalyze the effects of the Mist and for this reason, he picked up that deserted area of Schwarz for his experiment. Wearing a mask he had specially designed to survive in the Mist at the same time his outfit sealed him completely off from the atmosphere, he checked whether the magnetic, wave and weather measuring equipments were properly fixed to the ground. Indeed, it&nbsp; did not take long for what seemed to be a mere storm turn into a large portion of Mist.<br><br>Albert One Stone had made it! <br><br>All the instruments began to flash lights as they showed their readings. Albert One Stone could not hide his happiness, walking from one side to the other, in order to check the preliminary results - for the first time in months, he was smiling. His yellow Aura even turned a lit bit brighter. In spite of his excitement, silence and slow-motion moves were necessary - he did not want to have problems with the Grimm that would appear soon. He was focused on using his Semblance on the control of the temperature and would hate to change it to defend himself from the Grimm. More importantly, he did not want to ruin the readings - the ultra-sensitive instruments were picking up the environmental data and Albert knew that even the slightest artificial noise or move caused by his presence could distort the results. A quick look at the wave measuring instrument showed that the readings were fine. <br><br>Then, all of sudden, the readings went crazy and all his work had been lost!<br><br>The hissing sound of snowmobiles began to be heard from far. Like a magnet, the Grimm began to track the source of the sounds down, swarming in that direction. Too much move and noise had ruined the readings. Taken by a sudden frustration, he breathed deeply and prayed no one was around - not that he was worried about their lives, but he was worried about the outcome of his experiment. Whoever had come to that place should be somewhere else and Albert One Stone could not care less about their safety. Even so, he was concerned about the people - what if they were silly children playing around? 'Bloody kids', Albert One Stone cursed in his mind as walked outwards the Mist just to see a bunch of people making noises. From that moment on, his experiment was completely lost.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>31-03-2014, 10:57:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/wCJyKsi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Welkin Graham<br><strong>Team:</strong>WMTT<br><strong>Location:</strong> Restaurant.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Luna, Mori<br><br>Waiting for the conversation between Luna and mori to end, he did listen to his friend and his teammember discuss amongst themselves, as he was quite happy to learn more about them and how they’d work together. Afterall, this was a mission where they’d be working together closely and it was best that the people were able to get along! But Mori was a good person, Luna was a good person, and they got along with politeness and an amiable air about them that made him feel more at ease. There were no real hostile personalities among the students so far, and that eased him into a great sense of relaxation. Luna took out harmony, and Welkin looked at it very curiously for a moment before she began to explain how it worked. “It’s very pretty.” He said with a bit of earnestness, as the instrument itself was rather beautiful and he almost felt that it was a shame it could get damaged on the battlefield... but he trusted in her skills with it to keep her safe. “Very interesting too. I’ve never heard of a weapon like that, though I suppose it’s not solely a weapon...” It was a weapon and instrument, capable of song and battle. His hands tried to smooth out his coat while he talked, his tone faintly rattled but he was quickly trying to calm himself given her speech.<br><br>“For fighting Grimm... Dunno, they said there was grimm presence there. I’m hoping Mori’s right and that we don’t have to but...” he shook his head. “I suggest being ready for combat. This would mean sticking with at least one other person and not investigating anything by yourself. If there are any odd noises or sightings, either alert whoever you’re with or fall back, we don’t want to do a lot of fighting near really sensitive dust or we could be blown sky high.” Looking over the menu's he also looked to Mori, "Hey uh, Mori, you sure you don't want a light lunch? I mean i'm not too hungry, could split something." He wouldn't press it, but he figured he'd offer... And besides, he could be a bit snobby about restaurants afterall - better to share the taste with someone else.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>31-03-2014, 19:38:24</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name: Enya Horowitz &amp; Grimm </strong><br><strong>Location: Bridge, road to Schwarz</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Task force Schwarz </strong><br><br>The large Beowulf heading for Ruby and Raisho had its claws already out, sharp and long enough to match any hunting knife in deadliness. The moment Raisho clashed with it, Enya moved away from her spot, letting Vasili deal with what was coming. She grabbed her own weapon and swiftly coiled the whip around the Grimm’s neck, pulling hard with both hands. The beast almost fell on its back with its paws slashing the air, giving Raisho just enough time to prepare his own attack. <br>&nbsp;<br>The Beowulf grabbed Enya’s whip and pulled as it rolled to the side, dragging the Aura Control teacher face first into the snow. She quickly regained her position without letting go of the whip and pulled it away from underneath the beast, aiming for another shot this time against its flesh. An earth-shattering growl came out of the Beowulf’s throat as he rolled back on all fours with its jaws wide apart, ready to bite Raisho’s arm off. Enya’s whip did little more than scratch its hide, like any other mist crazed Grimm, this was no ordinary Beowulf. <br>&nbsp;<br>And neither were the rest. Vasili’s bullets, while efficient enough to incapacitate the Grimm they were shot into, did not actually kill the beasts as quickly as the mercenary was probably expecting. He did more than just provide a good back up however and so their numbers dwindled on the bridge. Two White Foxes escaped Karn’s attention and moved one after the other in Vasili’s direction.&nbsp; The first leaped high in the air and landed behind him as he had been busy taking down another Beowulf. It was a female and she swayed her massive tail to the side, planning to hit Vasili’s head and upper body. The second one got ready to bite his legs the moment he’d fall to the side and off the snowmobile. <br>&nbsp;<br>Karn and Willum were by then fighting side by side. They had to deal with three more healthy Grimm, two Beowulfs and one fox, not including the wounded Beo which was cunningly trying to slid through unnoticed while the rest of the pack was attacking. The other Wulfs growled at the same time before viciously going for Karn’s legs while the Fox cautiously approached Willum from the side. <br>&nbsp;<br>The Mist engulfed them all, reducing their visibility even more. Enya got ready for another try. She moved in to help Vasili this time,&nbsp; jumping in to coil the whip around the Fox’s tail and protecting his otherwise empty head from getting hit. <br><br><br><br><strong>Name: Luna Mauve</strong><br><strong>Team: Clay Dewclaw </strong><br><strong>Location: Restaurant</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Mori, Welkin</strong><br><br>She addressed the waiter as soon as his gaze fell on her. "I'd like a glass of orange juice, please."<br><br>"Very well, miss. I'll leave the menu and I'll be back in time to take your second order and whatever the gentlemen decide upon."<br>Luna was used to restaurants and their unwritten laws. First she ordered something to drink and then, after carefully studying the menu, she'd order the first course when the drinks arrived. It didn't take long for the waiter to come for the second time with Luna's glass and two plates, one filled with seafood and the other with minisandwiches. <br>"We didn't order yet..." Luna said kindly.<br><br>"This is from your teachers, miss. 'The school's paying' is what she said." <br><br>By 'she' Luna assumed he meant Armina. Looking around the restaurant for her, she spotted the combat teacher sitting at the bar next to professor West and gulping down one sandwich after the other like there was no tomorrow. Apparently skipping breakfast did that to a healthy, strong woman like herself.<br><br>"I'd still like an oyster soup if you don't mind." Luna said to the waiter. It wasn't in her intention to be picky with the food, but she thought that the two plates were barely enough for her mission mates. Luna knew enough about the appettite of young men to assume as much. Plus, she had her mind set on the oyster soup.<br>"I agree with Mori." she finally admitted, "The main reason for why I chose this mission was in hopes of not having to deal with the Grimm. Yet if it comes to that, you can count on me. I may not look like much, but I refuse to play the damsel in distress part." She giggled. This was something she remembered from&nbsp; combat school when her friends used to joke with her about that title. One of them called her that in one of the training classes they had.<br><br>Luna was glad that Mori shared her insecurities regarding the possible fight. She was also grateful for Welkin being there, if anything his weapon looked like it could deal a lot of damage. While professor Armina was their best chance against the Grimm, Luna couldn't think the same about Sidney West. He didn't look like much of a fighter, but then again, appearances can be deceiving.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>31-03-2014, 21:40:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120909185549/darksiders/images/9/94/War_Abyssal_Armor.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Karn Shademore<br><strong>Team:</strong> Clay Dewclaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Road to Schwarz:Bridge<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Task Force Schwarz<br><br>"Welcome to the party Will! Was simply holding a pretty girl too boring for you? Or did you decide to get off before you embarrassed yourself? Because if warmth is what you lack I'm sure she has plenty of plans for dealing with that!" Now that he was on 'familiar ground', so to speak, Karn became much more talkative. And, while he wasn't a native of Eris, there is nothing to destroy speech inhibitions quite like not being able to say goodbye. "If it's a fight you need to get warmed up, the trick will be deciding whether to dual in the dorms or to take a bed down to the sparing room!" The grin in his voice was quite evident as he teased his teammate in the middle of a pitched battle.<br><br>As the fight continued Karn simply let the foolish Wulfs attack then, the moment they hit his immobile legs and stopped, punched down with his semblance. The blows connected with the back of the monsters' heads and drove them into the surface of the bridge hard enough to crater it. He then picked up the stunned beasts by their scruffs and battered them together a few times before throwing them at the White Fox in a tangle of limbs. "Do me a favor, and deal with 'Limpy' over there while I keep <em>these</em> jesters busy." He grabbed an out thrust limb and began bending it the wrong way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wheresmycow</strong> on <strong>03-04-2014, 01:02:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQboLyRhv87q2dV7lyxqjrb-QHbjw7vXPA9NxY2GnblMpQE3nv3rQ)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Willum Wildfang<br><strong>Team:</strong> Clay Dewclaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Heste Bridge<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Task Force Schwarz<br><br>"You've got a dirty mind there Karn," Willum shot back at his teammate as he feinted with a right punch, watching as the white fox dodged to the side warily.&nbsp; "I knew you were hiding something under all that armour."<br>Dashing forward, he taunted the white fox by feinting with his right hand again and then quickly following it with a quick slap across the snout with his left.&nbsp; Angry and frustrated, the white fox leaped at him, only for Willum to easily sidestep and bring his hand down on the creatures snout again.&nbsp; He was playing with the grimm, toying with it like a cat toyed with a mouse.<br>"Besides, I was talking about staying warm in this cold, not getting warmed up in the mornings.&nbsp; I already practice my forms to do that.&nbsp; Not that you would know, sleeping in like you did today.&nbsp; Your snores echo in your armour."<br><br>Willum was about to press the attack when he saw a shadow passing overhead and he dodged backwards, avoiding the crashing of beowulfs landing on top of the white fox.<br>"Hey hey, don't spread your mess."<br>Letting Karn finish the three off, he made his way to the luckless beowulf limping it's way to the end of the bridge.&nbsp; In a few short strides, he cleared the distance, and then slammed his knee into the creatures back and pinned it to the ground.&nbsp; At the same time, he wrapped one arm around the grimm's throat, while the other pressed against the side of its head.&nbsp; With a twist, there was a loud snap as Willum broke the monster's neck.<br><br>Standing back up, Willum looked around, taking a light breather as he scanned the surroundings.&nbsp; No way this was it, it couldn't be this easy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>03-04-2014, 10:56:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/wCJyKsi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Welkin Graham<br><strong>Team:</strong>WMTT<br><strong>Location:</strong> Restaurant<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Luna, Mori,<br><br>“Oh!” Luna reminded him. “Apple juice? Could I get that please?” Apple juice was a favorite of his as a kid, and something sweet would be a good way to start the lunch here, especially since he really didn’t have the time needed for a good breakfast. But when the complimentary meal came by he seemed almost in shock, as the food wasn’t for anyone specifically, but for the group assembled at the table. “Well, if the school is paying... Suppose I can eat!” And hopefully Mori would too! He took some of the sandwiches and a bit of the seafood onto a smaller plate, eating some of the sandwiches in two bites as he chewed politely. “Mmm...” Okay, the sandwiches were really tasty, and he couldn’t help but enjoy them after he actually started to eat them. It’d be a good way to get the day rolling and he wouldn’t have to worry about hunger on the mission. “Wel I really hope we don’t have to fight the Grimm, it could get ugly if we have to really fight for our lives in the mine. But if there were a real combat situation I’m sure we’ll be backed up by Armina at least. And I doubt she’ll let us really come to harm if she can help it.” Armina seemed the type to at least keep them alive if only to berate them earlier. “It’s just in the event they do show up, we have eachothers backs. And if they don’t? Then we’ll get this mission done that much easier!” He said with a smile, tying to keep things rather cordial and light hearted. There was no need for real dramatics or darkness yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephiriel</strong> on <strong>05-04-2014, 11:02:12</strong>
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				<br><strong>Name: Enya Horowitz &amp; Grimm </strong><br><strong>Location: Bridge, road to Schwarz</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Task force Schwarz </strong><br><br>A soon as <strong>Karn</strong> dealt with his share of fanged beasts and <strong>Willum</strong> got a good hold of the limping Wulf, Armina shouted their way to retreat. More would come with the Mist and the important thing was not to let them cross that bridge without taking any casualties, especially amongst the students.<br>“Everyone get back, <strong>Vasili</strong>’s going to blow up the bridge!” <br><br>They still had to take care of the Grimm on their side, but ganging up on them would make that much faster. “We need to reach Schwarz as fast as possible and see if the Mist hasn’t shown up there as well.” She told Vasili while coiling her whip around the second White Fox’s neck and jumping on its back to swiftly strangle it. There was the sound of torn fabric and Enya’s skirt was ripped to the sides, revealing her thighs as she straddled the large fox. With one pull, the Grimm stuck out its tongue and fell on its chest, unable to breathe. <br><br><strong>Gwen</strong> was fighting another Wulf which came from the side, but the massive beast managed to bite straight into her left leg the moment she let her guard down. Cringing in pain, the girl didn’t stop until her sturdy harpoon pierced the Grimm’s heart and stopped it from beating forever. She fell to her knees, exhausted and in dreadful pain, unable to fight for a while. Raisho in the meantime still had to deal with the Beowulf that attacked them first and <strong>Ruby</strong> was right there to provide a good deal of back-up for anyone who might need it.&nbsp; <br><br>Enya jumped on the dead Fox and looked beyond, trying to assess how many more Grimm were coming. She spotted <strong> Albert One Stone </strong>’s darkened figure, but did not recognize him. She wasn’t even sure what it was. <br><br>“Vasili, look that way through your scope! Is that…a human?” <br><br><br><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><br>GM’S POST FOR TEAM FEUR</strong></span><br><br>After their more than welcomed break on the ferry’s restaurant, professor Armina Horowitz suggested they explore the ferry a bit with the intention of spending time together before the night draws in. Being the only mean of transport towards Feur, the small ship was quite luxurious for its purpose, but no one complained. Not the clients, nor the patrons which made sure that the ferry had proper stops on every island which belonged to Eis. Feur would be the last stop and so their trip would take almost 24 hours starting from when they left Avalanche Academy. <br><br>Until nightfall, Armina and her company had some time to spare and each spent it according to their wish. The combat teacher talked with West for most of the evening, exchanging teaching experience and other facts about eachother’s lives. Luna was glad she got to know team Wild Marmet a little better and most of her worries vanished thanks to <strong>Mori’s</strong> and <strong>Welkin’</strong> friendly attitudes. It was a big step for her to come on a mission on the first days of school and also to choose one differently from her team mates. <br><br>So the night came, as cold and peaceful as one might expect. Armina respected the curfew they had back at the Academy and ordered (she wasn’t one to ask nicely) that everyone goes to sleep at the same time. They needed their rest for tomorrow’s mission, but more than anyone else, she needed hers. The girls took the beds on the right side of the room, while West, Mori and Welkin took the ones on the left. Dressed in her warm sweatshirt, Armina was the first to fall asleep, hoping to get the best rest of her life interrupted by dreams of combat and fighting the Grimm. Instead, she unexpectedly dreamt of <strong>Willum</strong> from team Dewclaw. They were sparring again, each using different techniques to take the other down and each time she’d win, landing in the same position on top of him. Small elements were different in each part of the dream: one time she’d have her hands on his chest, another she’d pin his wrists against the floor and even one time for whatever reason Armina would simply rip his shirt off. It was probably what one might call the beginning of a “wet dream”.<br><br>Deep in the night, they all heard shouts coming from outside their room, most probably from the deck. Suddenly the door burst open and one of the men on duty woke them up with an alarmed voice and a terrified expression.<br><br>“Hunters from the Academy, we need you up on deck. Hurry! We haven’t seen anything like it before!” <br><br>Armina was up on her feet even before the man started speaking, her instincts kicking in as usual, from the first shout up on the deck. Professor West was reaching to turn on his lamp, while the rest definitely woke up at the sound of her voice.<br><br>“Everyone up and ready to engage! Whatever we have to engage…” she said pulling her escrima sticks from underneath the bed and putting on her shoes. <br>Luna rubbed her eyes a good couple of times before actually getting up on her feet and pulled her new ski pants underneath the nightdress, then reached for her own weapon and coat. <br>Outside, the seven men responsible with protecting the ferry were on alert. They kindly asked the other passangers to remain in their cabins and lock the doors, while most of them gathered on one side of the boat with their weapons aimed at the threat. <br><br><br>Somewhere above them, at close distance, four Water Serpents raised their upper bodies from the freezing waters, stopping the ferry in place. They were over ten meters tall above the ferry’s deck, with massive fanged jaws and the head of a Chinese dragon, while the body was 100% snake. On their backs, they had ice formed spikes and their hollow, transparent bodies glowed eerily in the night. On top of the tallest one stood a woman. Her pale skin shone like the moon behind them. She was beautiful and statuesque, dressed in a low cut black dress that couldn’t possibly keep anyone warm in those temperatures. Her long black hair cascaded down her back and the night’s wind didn’t even flinch it. Her eyes had no pupils, they were as black as the night and a surreal feeling of emptiness, of complete void lingered in her gaze. <br><br>“What the…” Armina stopped in front of the guards, awed as they were, mouth agape at the sight. One of the men before her whispered to himself: “Please God, spare us. It’s the Ice Maiden.” <br><br>In that moment no one seemed to want to move. They just gazed up at the creatures, up at the woman controlling them and said nothing. As if they were all in a trance and as if time itself froze at her sight. <br>She spoke with each of them without moving her lips, without looking anywhere else but somewhere beyond the horizon, reaching for their minds with her own.<br><br>“Life..is meaningless. Suffering ends when everything ends. Struggling endlessly, what is it all for? Surrender to the only comfort life knows, surrender to the chilling, soothing kiss of death…” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saric</strong> on <strong>05-04-2014, 23:58:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120909185549/darksiders/images/9/94/War_Abyssal_Armor.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Karn Shademore<br><strong>Team:</strong> Clay Dewclaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Road to Schwarz:Bridge<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Task Force Schwarz<br><br>Karn just ginned back at Willum's repartee. "Base slander! If I snored, I'd have woken up dead years ago!" He didn't bother to deny the accusations of a dirty mind. With a sickening 'crunch' he stomped three spines to paste, semblance flaring around his leg.<br><br>Turning at Enya's shout he took the situation in with a glance, voice becoming serious and tinged with the iron of command. "Willum! Gwen's down and Raisho needs help! I'll provide the lift, you get ready to learn how to fly!" Straightening his arm he waited for Willum to try to springboard off it, at which point he'd start twisting it forward and activate his semblance right before impact. That should provide plenty of momentum to get Willum across the intervening distance. As soon as his teammate was air born Karn would start running for the bank, accelerating slowly but continuing to speed up as he ran until he was thundering along as fast as all but the swiftest of the other students... but with far more mass.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Delta 8O8</strong> on <strong>06-04-2014, 05:02:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/327/b/3/bardroy___coluored_1_by_nightgazer101-d6veu7h.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Vasili Ilari<br><strong>Team:</strong> SHO<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avalanche Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Team Schwarz<br><em>"Surprises"</em><br><hr><br>Enya's whip caught the females tail on its second swipe. Not the first.<br>And the first swipe missed anyhow.<br><br>By the time the two Foxes approached him, he had been dismounted off of the Snowmobile.<br>Throwing his Rifle to the side he jumped over the Fox going for his legs, and ducked under the other Fox's tail, while at the same time reaching for his pistols then releasing a barrage of bullets that did nothing less than shred each Grimm apart with each powerful blast.<br><br>Vasili threw up two magazines into the air, before aiming his pistols directly in front of him and letting loose the rest of the rounds, shredding another Fox trying to cross the bridge.<br>The Mercenary ejected the two pistol magazines towards the sides, then flipped his weapons upside down and caught the full magazines he threw up earlier.<br>He used his pinky fingers to flick the slide forward on both Five-seveNs, before flipping them about and holstering them both.<br><br>As he picked up his Rifle once more and knocked a beowulf off the bridge from a hip fire, he heard Enya commanding everyone from off the bridge so he could blow it.<br>The Mercenary activated his IR goggles and did indeed confirm that they were going to get overwhelmed if they continued to fight back.<br>As he waited for the kids to get across the bridge he took careful aim at one of the unstable Dust Crystals. As he squeezed the trigger, Enya's voice pierced through his concentration and force him to look towards the lone figure in the mist.<br>Irritated that someone had come between him and the shot, he didn't need to look through his scope.<br>Nor did he care if his guess was right. "Yes, it's human!" He aimed back towards the bridge, and took the shot.<br>His .50-caliber round slammed into the unstable crystal, ricocheted off of it, and hit another unstable crystal nearby.<br>The two red Dust crystals blinked rapidly and shook uncontrollably before exploding.<br>Those two crystals acted as anti-personnel weapons, doing nothing to the integrity of the bridge itself.<br>The shockwave they produced, however, destabilized more crystals hidden amongst the bridges supports, and more explosions rocked the bridge, collapsing it fully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>06-04-2014, 16:32:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/134/6/3/le_chevalier_d_eon___maximilien_robespierre_by_hodremlin-d659k89.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Albert One Stone<br><strong>Team:</strong> Not applicable<br><strong>Location:</strong> Schwarz mission, in and out the Mist<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone of the Schwarz mission<br><br>It did not take long for Alberto One Stone to realize that there was nothing extraordinary going on. No kids or defenseless people had been the source of the failure of his experiments. All he could listen was to the painful screaming of the poor Grimm creatures who were agonizing at the attack of the hunters, combined with the irrational shooting everywhere. Well, not necessarily hunters, he pondered, since they did not seem to have the expected skills for hunters, otherwise they would be more careful about their shooting - after all, the people of Schwarz was already suffering a lot with the Mist and the Grimm and forcing them to rebuild the bridge would divert the precious efforts of their everyday's life into a necessary task. Even so, Alberto One Stone conceded none of them seemed to lack enthusiasm though.<br><br>To sum up, the situation did not require his presence any longer.<br><br>As quietly and as mysteriously Alberto One Stone had appeared outside the Mist, the character vanished away. Still inside the Mist, he packed the equipment into his bag and returned to his secret lair, away from everone's eyes and interference. No steps on the snow, no distinguishable smell, no trackable sign. He carefully thought about his scape route to minimize any possible evidence. Even if something could be left behind, the extreme weather conditions would have erased them from the human senses. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>06-04-2014, 18:18:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/008/e/7/Emo_Boy_by_Kisuru1994.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Mori Koji<br><strong>Team:</strong> Wild Marmet (WMTT)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tables booked by Armina Horowitz in the Feur Restaurant ≫ The Frozen Lake where the Ice Maiden appeared<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone of the team Wild Marmet (WMTT), Armina Horowitz, Ice Maiden.<br><br>Mori was glad to learn that the Avalanche Academy was paying for the meal. In that case, Mori took one or two sandwiches and ate them shyly. With the corner of his eyes, he watched how enthusiastically Armina Horowitz was having her meal – one of them things he had learned from Gureisi Keri was that one should not eat desperately, as if there were no tomorrow. Mori Koji was poor but he did not want to be seen as a brute. Bite after bite, he calmly had his meal, fearing that either Armina Horowitz or Sidney West could be spotting him and taking down mental notes.<br><br>After the dinner was over, Mori went to his assigned room. Without talking too much in the way to his room, he pondered about what he had spoken and heard during the supper. As he lacked friends, Mori felt compelled to share his secrets and anxieties with whoever was around and close to him. Had it been wise to tell Luna and Welkin about his fears? Wouldn't they use that piece of information against him? It could be the case, although he suspected this was not going to happen. As he laid on the bed, Mori realized that his room's heating was not working properly, so he stayed dressed, covered himself with one of the covers, hugged a pillow and fell asleep, forgetting his concerns.<br><br>What seemed to be a promising relaxed night, soon would turn into a real-life nightmare. Frightened screams and confusing noises were heard from everywhere. At first, Mori Koji thought it was one of his dreams or nightmares – it did not take long for him to remember that he hardly remembered his mental activity while he was asleep. As the screams and noise continued to grow in volume, one of them caught his attention, since it clearly summoned him.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198248.msg9809605#msg9809605">Quote from: Jane Storm on 05-04-2014, 11:02:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Hunters from the Academy, we need you up on deck. Hurry! We haven't seen anything like it before!” <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mori Koji laid on the bed for one more second. His survival instincts demanded him to stay out of trouble. Technically speaking, whoever was calling did not ask for the students of Avalanche Academy: they had asked for the hunters and to the best of his knowledge, only Armina Horowitz and Sidney West fall into that title. Even so, it did not take another second for Mori to change his mind as Armina’s sharp voice shout a clear command to everyone regardless of their status.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198248.msg9809605#msg9809605">Quote from: Jane Storm on 05-04-2014, 11:02:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Everyone up and ready to engage! Whatever we have to engage…” Armina said. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>With no options left – Mori had already been in trouble with Armina Horowitz before -, the shy boy stood up and without changing anything, he walked out of the room. Without speaking anything, all Mori Koji did was to follow the group and stay behind everyone. Differently from what Armina Horowitz had ordered, he did not get ready for the fight: who said it was going to be necessary? Even Armina Horowitz did not know what the threat consisted of – his weapons would stay where they were. Besides that, Mori Koji would look even clumsier if he were forced to jog holding his weapons.<br><br>Shortly after, the intrepid group of the Grimm fighters from the Avalanche Academy found the threat. As a matter of fact, it was quite an intimidating being. The creature combined a beauty and a beast together, as if it could not exist, as if it were a living paradox. Identified by one of the men as the Ice Maiden, Mori Koji's heart froze as all the tales about that creature were suddenly brought from a hidden corner from his head. Mori Koji and the others listened to her threats, waiting for Armina and Sidney's additional intructions. It was not him who was going to attack the Ice Maiden first.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=198248.msg9809605#msg9809605">Quote from: Jane Storm on 05-04-2014, 11:02:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Life..is meaningless. Suffering ends when everything ends. Struggling endlessly, what is it all for? Surrender to the only comfort life knows, surrender to the chilling, soothing kiss of death…”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>If Mori Koji believed the common sense, that was their end. The Ice Maiden would destroy them. This made the boy think about her words. ‘What she said makes sense. So many times I felt that the suffering could only be over with death. Life is an endless suffering and as such, surrendering is not an act of cowardice. One day, sooner or later, the Grimm will kill us all’, he thought as the memory of Gureisi Keri came to his mind, making him smile feebly. He swallowed dry and continued to think, waiting for what would follow. ‘But I learned a kiss, embedded with true love, could heal nearly everything and that inner peace was far better than a meaningless death. Poor Ice Maiden, I wonder how must she must have suffered.’
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 07:49:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/bzGLBtW.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Raisho Hajimoto<br><strong>Team:</strong> Ghast<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall; Schwarz Mission<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone for Mission Schwarz<br><br>Professor Horowitz came to his aid and he heard the crack of her whip as it snared the Beowulf around the throat. She was surprisingly strong and her yanking on her whip caused the monster to rear back and open itself up to an attack. Snapping his arm blades into place, his arms blurred as he sliced into the creatures hide and left numerous slashes in it's torso. Only they barely opened the skin, and his attacks seemed to just make it angrier instead of hurting it. "This is the toughest Beowulf I've ever seen. That's exciting and worrying at the same time," he shouted loud enough for Enya to hear him over the sound of battle. <br><br>Not a whole five seconds later, the Beowulf yanked, pulling Enya into the snow. It roared then and snapped it's jaws...right where his hand was, or had been. A split second later and he was sure his arm would be gone, but thankfully a lifetime of training and fast reflexes saved the appendage. In fact, he could feel the wind coming from those razor teeth clamping shut together, and was thankful that he'd trained as hard as he had up until now. Enya's interference had helped some, but she couldn't focus entirely on the Big Beowulf, as there were too many Grimm for her to focus herself on just one...that meant he got to put himself to the test. <br><br>But the situation seemed to become more complicated as time went on. Gwen got bitten and was effectively crippled for the time being, and that left them a man down. And on top of that, Vasili was going to blow the bridge to buy them some time. "Wildfang, don't worry about me! Just get Gwen to safety...I'll handle this thing." Something was...<em>off</em>. He could feel it, but he didn't know what the feeling was exactly. Just that it wasn't normal. In the presence of the Grimm and the Mist, his eyes flared brightly and he snarled again as the Beowulf charged him. <br><br>He dodged around the blows before stopping one outright. A hard hit sent the creature tumbling through the air, and when it rolled to a stop, the beast was more stunned than hurt. However the fact that he'd done anything surprised him; it shouldn't have been as easy to dodge those blows, or send the Beowulf flying like that. He heard Enya's voice direct Vasili's attention, and he turned, his eyes focusing on the figure enshrouded in the mist. <br><br>Who <em>was</em> that? Why could he even see him as clearly as he had? That didn't matter right now, Gwen was safe and everyone was clear of the bridge except him. Bending his knees, he pushed off and flipped high through the air. He spun and twirled, landing in a crouch near the others. Now that they were clear, Vasili detonated the charges with a sniper round and they watched the bridge go down in flame and wreckage. "That won't stop them. But it should slow them down enough to make our jobs easier."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wheresmycow</strong> on <strong>09-04-2014, 01:06:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQboLyRhv87q2dV7lyxqjrb-QHbjw7vXPA9NxY2GnblMpQE3nv3rQ)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Willum Wildfang<br><strong>Team:</strong> Clay Dewclaw<br><strong>Location:</strong> Heste Bridge<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Task Force Schwarz<br><br>"Hardly, you sound like a bigger, angrier grimm.&nbsp; Probably scared them all away," Willum responded as he nodded at Karn's intent.&nbsp; Running towards Karn, it was easy to use his hands as a springboard, and when Karn tossed him across the bridge and towards Gwen, Willum twisted in the air to land gracefully on his feet and close the remaining distance.&nbsp; He slid to a stop at the back of the snowmobile, taking out from an easily accessible pocket on his bag a roll of bandages.<br>"This will hurt but it'll stop the bleeding."<br>Willum quickly wrapped the bandages tightly above the wound, to stem the flow of blood, before taking care of the wound itself.&nbsp; Hoisting the girl up, he placed her on the passenger seat of the snowmobile before getting into the driver's seat and starting the machine up.<br><br>The rumble and vibration of the vehicle almost made him smile, except for the grim reality that put him there in the first place.<br>"We're ready to head out," Willum announced to Enya, before the explosion of the bridge obscured whatever words he could say.&nbsp; Looking back, he felt relieved to see that Karn had made it out alright, and was speeding away on foot as fast as the hefty figure could.&nbsp; When the roar had died away enough, Willum turned to the Professor.<br>"Gwen and I will go ahead to Schwarz first.&nbsp; I did some first aid but she'll need better help than what I can give her."<br>And with that, Willum took off towards Schwarz, hoping that it hadn't already come under attack already.&nbsp; As they headed towards the town, the white glow of his aura began to surround him gently, and his eyes seemed brighter than normal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fighting the Mist (Missions)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>09-04-2014, 10:42:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/wCJyKsi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Welkin Graham<br><strong>Team:</strong>WMTT<br><strong>Location:</strong> Restaurant<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Luna, Mori, Ship, Grimm<br><br>Spending time among friends was great. From lunch to back on the ferry, he had mainly spent it with them or a bit of ‘training’. Revving Hope up and ensuring the mechanics of both modes worked and were up to combat par meant that he’d have a full hand in either relaxation or duty. He wouldn’t be one to slack off though, kind of patrolling the ferry and making sure there were no threats every so often. Maybe it was silly, but it was best he was alert and ready to defend the boat until they were at their destination. Of course curfew came, and he was soon sleeping in his bed, wanting nothing more than an easy night before the trials to come. Sadly, rest would never actually happen. He dreamt of family, briefly. Of working long nights in his families restaurant! And then suddenly feeling rushed as a guest came in, someone in a flowing, elegant gown. He tried to make the best meal he could, but before it could be tasted he woke up. The sounds of shouts and people getting up were disheartening, and as one hand fumbled for his blade, the other fumbled for a jacket that was hastily thrown on. He followed the others to the disturbance, and went even more silent as he saw the serpents and the...Woman. It was a woman, right? She looked like one, but could not actually be one. This wasn’t a grimm, and he actually felt a bit nervous. Instinctively he’d kind of put himself between the thing and his allies, though he did not stand too far from them. His fingers nervously fiddled with the grip of Hope in shotgun form, slowly aiming it at the general direction of the woman and the monsters... And held it there, still showing trigger discipline. He also said nothing, far too concerned about what she actually could be.
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