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<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Armoury "No." She wordlessly took the pair of binoculars from Luke, weighing the sturdy old piece of plastic in her hands. It would require some of her own work to restore to perfect working condition, but what she had been given was acceptable for her purposes. Her gaze dri...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - VGNB Dorms "Yes." She jotted something down onto her notepad, the scratching of her pen against the paper the only other noise that originated from the impassive and standoffish girl. Gravity had clearly taken effect once again during that moment when her words struck at Sc...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - VGNB Dorms Fear was another stimulus. Just as she had expected. Her pen scratched once more against her notebook, imprinting its black ink strokes down upon the paper. Each and every observation that she making appeared to be falling within the realm of her original hypothes...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - VGNB Dorms The ahoge had yet to descend from its stiff and alert position. Luke Schwarz, it seemed, was still scared of her. Utterly frightened, if the rapid movements and widened eyes were any form of indication. Asking him for a fight, then, would likely provide little to n...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - VGNB Dorms The ballpoint pen clicked shut with a resounding sense of finality. It paused against the surface of her notebook, almost frozen in the moment. Gratia looked back up, her onyx eyes once again staring at Luke Schwarz' face. She was watching him, studying the twitchi...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - VGNB Dorms "Venetia." The curt, toneless greeting was Gratia Mindaro's only response to her team leader's entry into their shared dormitory. She was utterly unphased by the sudden interruption of her experiment; this was the other girl's room as well, after all, and it wasn'...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - VGNB Dorms "Nuit went back to la patrie to deal with some inheritance bullshit or something," said Gratia with a snort, the first actual sign of emotion that she had displayed so far during this conversation. "Uncle or something, don't know. Probably flirting a fucking trail ...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Zephyr City Outskirts "Don't be ridiculous." Gratia glanced towards her leader, impassive onyx eyes lingering upon the other girl's polearm/submachine gun weapon for a second. Of all the people on Team Vignoble, Vega Venetia was the least suited for sneaking into guarded fac...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Zephyr City Outskirts "Triggerhappy?" Gratia Mindaro laughed. A low, harsh growl of a laugh. It was not a particularly nice laugh. She threw her head back, her hissing cackles escaping into the air. What an utter fucking joke. Oh, she was relishing the opportunity to punish ...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Shuai Taidan - Sticky Situation "Gotcha." What was a semblance? The obvious, textbook answer to such a question would be the manifestation of one's aura, an unique power that was fuelled by the energies of one's very soul. A perfectly accurate and usable definition, but to simply explain the...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Zephyr "Swallow that pride of yours, Venetia," said Gratia, onyx eyes gazing impassively back into her leader's. "It does you no good when it's misplaced." She refused to allow her leader's ego to endanger the success of the mission and the safety of their objectives. That w...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - A Friend in Need Her first impressions had not been mistaken. Gratia's onyx gaze lingered for the barest of seconds upon the fallen body of the thug that had escorted her here, at the blue tinge spreading across the man's terrified face. It was cruel, ruthless ... an act utte...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - An Old Friend [LA GRANDE TERREUR] "Must be SARS." Its contents possibly sarcastic, but the tone ... flat, utterly flat. As if she was reading off of a shopping list. Gratia's onyx gaze did not recoil from the clear psychosis evident in the other woman's eyes. They continued...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Madame La Guillotine Gratia caught the first knife with her teeth, ignoring the second that barely even managed to cut at her trouser leg. It should have been more bothersome, like some irritating little insect that thought itself to be greater, but the pathetic power behind ...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Madame La Guillotine "I could kill you." A simple statement. There was none of her signature arrogance. There was no posturing, no hesitation, only a steely, onyx gaze that burned with rage and hatred. She cocked her carbine up at Vitoria. For the shortest of moments, nobo...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - A Friend in Need Gratia glanced over at the now-unconscious Vitoria Dodici, her onyx gaze a wild tempest of barely restrained, primal emotion. It was strange, that when she saw the vulnerable husk of a woman, the utterly pathetic piece of criminal scum, that she could feel a ...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - An Old Friend Gratia ignored the groans of the Dodici thug as she pulled his suit off, taking extra care not to rip any of the material. It was a good suit, one that was far too expensive for her family or even her, with the lien earned from missions, to afford. Crime really ...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - An Old Friend Gratia silently opened the door to the driver's seat, onyx eyes glancing across at Nuit only momentarily as she slid into the vehicle and pulled over the seatbelt, zipping it across her body and snapping it into the buckle with a resounding click. She leaned ove...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - An Old Friend "You are my mission." She could care less about the Dodici Cosca. They were naught but mere scum; arrogant, ambitious scum with slightly more than two peanuts worth of grey matter to rub together, but they were insects beneath her feet. Pests, an irksome group ...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - An Old Friend "Bullshit." The young girl was nuzzled further against the warm, black wool of the jumper. Close enough to feel her friend's soft breaths. "I refuse to let you keep getting hurt." The mission was to rescue Bianca. That was the only objective. To bring the gir...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Journée des Tuiles They were gone. It was time to begin. Gratia ghosted through the hallways of the office compound, silent and impassive, her intact disguise as merely another lowly thug within this soon-to-be-nonexistent collection of scum allowing her free rein of the bu...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Third Punic War Everybody was fleeing. Gratia closed her eyes, listening to the horrid shrieking of the alarm bells. It was a truly ugly and disgusting noise, one that would induce the worst fucking headaches in those who were unfortunate to listen to them. The harsh sounds ...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Infirmary She had detected the feline boy's approach before he had even rounded the curtain, but that did not, in any way, stop Gratia Mindaro from immediately turning her piercing, onyx eyes upon him, an expression that was as utterly bereft of emotion as an icy tundra was o...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Infirmary "Smile any further and it'll be glued to your face." Gratia's words were toneless as usual, utterly lacking in any sort of emotion. Her cool onyx eyes were fixated upon Nuit's slight frame, unwavering gaze following her comrade as she struggled back into the bed. Y...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro A strawberry sorbet. A chilly creamy confectionery crafted from the flesh of fresh fruit. If Gratia Mindaro were to name a single positive to attending this atrocity of a cruise, it would be the presence of the large variety of luxury treats, provided to all the passengers without a cost. The ...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Mindaro Mondays - Galla Galla shook her head. Her sister didn't know that they had arrived yet, so there was no reason to wait for her. It wasn't necessary for her to care about it. In any case, they would be seeking her big sister out later in the day. Gratia would likely be elated by her pa...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Mindaro Mondays - Galla "Is that so." Galla watched as the redhead next to her turned back to the skies once more, before silently pulling her unblinking gaze away as well. She was already retrieving her folded-up newspaper, spreading it open to a random pair of pages. It was a Valic tabloid...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Beacon Cafeteria (Monday, Early Morning ~6-7am) "Then find something that suits it." Gratia Mindaro scooped the last remnants of the yoghurt into her mouth, placing the now-entirely-empty canister and spoon down onto her plate with a clatter. There was little advice on armam...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Beacon Cafeteria (Monday, Early Morning ~6-7am) "It isn't," she said, her words final. Her enjoyment of confectionaries aside, it looked as if her half-arsed suggestion had attracted more questioning from Luke Schwarz. At least he, unlike so many of those aggravatingly irkso...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Beacon Cafeteria (Monday, Early Morning ~6-7am) The dark-haired huntress' onyx gaze, flat and impassive as even the hardiest of stones, didn't move a single inch from Luke's face, as if she was studying him in some manner. Something seemed to stir in her eyes, a faint trace o...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - A Brain, an Athlete, a Basket Case, a Princess, and a Criminal "Lucky for you that my familiarity with polearms focuses on blunt trauma." That would make it far simpler for her to tailor her advice towards Luke's specialities. Her younger sister's "weapon" essentially did li...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Mindaro Mondays - A-Side The sight of a girl in a ruffled Haven uniform meant only one thing: the team leader of Gratia's team. They may have not have met the girl, but it was clearly the same person who their daughter acknowledged as being in charge of Vignoble: Vega Venetia. Down to the we...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Mindaro Mondays - A-Side Gratia's side of the room was, despite the lurid and terrifying imaginings of Jericho's Atlesian-addled mind, not something that one could have found within the pages of the Necronomicon. The reality was quite the opposite; the elder Mindaro daughter, in the time that...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Mindaro Mondays - Galla "Sure." Despite the complete lack of emotion or interest in her tone, the short reply from the stoic young girl was one of agreement. She had dropped the notebook her big sister had provided into her bag, hefting it further up onto her shoulder to prevent it from fall...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Mindaro Mondays - Galla "Only if she likes you." Those who didn't irk her big sister were those she would be perfectly willing to lend a helping hand to. Gratia had always been too prideful to refuse those requests for assistance. However, most previous instances occurred in smaller time int...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Mindaro Mondays - Galla "Yes." Luke Schwarz was someone who her prideful big sister was willing to dedicate time towards helping and training. That single fact was confirmation of how Gratia viewed the long-haired teenage boy. A someone who appeared highly observant, quick to prevent sources...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Mindaro Mondays - Galla Galla glanced up from her newspaper, lifeless hazel eyes meeting Luke's grey. He was looking somewhat irked, likely due to the no-show by someone who appeared to have been responsible for chaperoning his younger sisters around the school. She hadn't seen anyone matchin...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Behind the Café "Pay her back by staying safe." Gratia Mindaro gently removed her hand from the pale, shaking grasp of her friend. There was more that needed to be said, to be properly addressed rather than left to fucking rot at the wayside, but there was nothing further th...
<|description|>Gratia Mindaro Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Unlike the majority of Hunters that dwell the broken world of Remnant, Gratia wields two, separate and completely distinct weapons due to her poverty, which has prevented her from obtaining more advanced weaponry. She wields a dull, grey mameluke...
<|message|>Gratia Mindaro Gratia Mindaro - Armoury Gratia Mindaro did not deign to reply, instead choosing to further the work on her project. Their incessant chatter was of absolutely no importance to her. Even if the one sitting to her side was her newest team member, he was little more than another source of mild ...
<|description|>Bianca Nuit Bianca's theme after her kidnapping Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Snowy Owl) Her flying speed is approximately 22 MPh Weapon: Gelure is a steel Katana imbued with ice dust. This was Bianca's first weapon, which was destroyed yet still salvaged during her kidnapping by the Dodici fam...
<|message|>Bianca Nuit Bianca Nuit – A Dei Tour "That's not a no." Bianca said with a giggle stabbing some more lettuce onto her fork as Gratia told her to postpone her propositioning. She wasn't all that serious about any of this, but she did think it was really fun. Besides maybe she gets a good couple nights out o...
<|description|>Bianca Nuit Bianca's theme after her kidnapping Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Snowy Owl) Her flying speed is approximately 22 MPh Weapon: Gelure is a steel Katana imbued with ice dust. This was Bianca's first weapon, which was destroyed yet still salvaged during her kidnapping by the Dodici fam...
<|message|>Bianca Nuit A Friend In Need As VGNB moved forward with their plan they would soon figure out that the Dodici family syndicate lived atop the hill that Zephyr was built on. They made their business their home, they ran all of Zephyr's banking, living above the bank itself the building looked like an apartme...
<|description|>Bianca Nuit Bianca's theme after her kidnapping Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Snowy Owl) Her flying speed is approximately 22 MPh Weapon: Gelure is a steel Katana imbued with ice dust. This was Bianca's first weapon, which was destroyed yet still salvaged during her kidnapping by the Dodici fam...
<|message|>Bianca Nuit Gratia Mindaro – An Old Friend Vitoria let out a vicious laugh and nodded. "Suit yourself, mercs are all the same." She said, placing a hand on her own shoulder and massaging it gently. The elevator went silent save for Bianca's irregular breathing, it was seemingly difficult to inhale for the Fa...
<|description|>Bianca Nuit Bianca's theme after her kidnapping Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Snowy Owl) Her flying speed is approximately 22 MPh Weapon: Gelure is a steel Katana imbued with ice dust. This was Bianca's first weapon, which was destroyed yet still salvaged during her kidnapping by the Dodici fam...
<|message|>Bianca Nuit Gratia Mindaro – An Old Friend Vitoria held the onyx gaze for some time before her eyes drifted downward to the cargo Gratia carried with her. She casually lowered her blade so that it softly caressed Bianca's pale skin. "Her cries while we were torturing her," Vitoria said beginning a story in...
<|description|>Bianca Nuit Bianca's theme after her kidnapping Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Snowy Owl) Her flying speed is approximately 22 MPh Weapon: Gelure is a steel Katana imbued with ice dust. This was Bianca's first weapon, which was destroyed yet still salvaged during her kidnapping by the Dodici fam...
<|message|>Bianca Nuit Gratia Mindaro – An Old Friend Bianca grunted as Gratia albeit gently, threw her over her shoulder. A bit of blood escaped her mouth as she coughed. "It's okay, I'm fine." Bianca managed to choke out. "Do it." She said quietly. Vitoria's eyes shot wide open as she attempted to side step the car...
<|description|>Bianca Nuit Bianca's theme after her kidnapping Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Snowy Owl) Her flying speed is approximately 22 MPh Weapon: Gelure is a steel Katana imbued with ice dust. This was Bianca's first weapon, which was destroyed yet still salvaged during her kidnapping by the Dodici fam...
<|message|>Bianca Nuit Gratia Mindaro – An Old Friend Vitoria knew what fear felt like. She knew what it was like her entire life. Her father had always told her that should she not live up to his expectations she would be exercised from the body of the family. She was taught torture. She was taught how to inflict fea...
<|description|>Bianca Nuit Bianca's theme after her kidnapping Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Snowy Owl) Her flying speed is approximately 22 MPh Weapon: Gelure is a steel Katana imbued with ice dust. This was Bianca's first weapon, which was destroyed yet still salvaged during her kidnapping by the Dodici fam...
<|message|>Bianca Nuit Gratia Mindaro – An Old Friend Bianca was laid down by her teammate, the concrete was cold to the touch, even with Gratia's winter jacket. She heard Gratia's best attempt at sounding concerned and let out a pained laugh. "I can't promise it's worth it, but you wouldn't want to suffer Napoli al...
<|description|>Bianca Nuit Bianca's theme after her kidnapping Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Snowy Owl) Her flying speed is approximately 22 MPh Weapon: Gelure is a steel Katana imbued with ice dust. This was Bianca's first weapon, which was destroyed yet still salvaged during her kidnapping by the Dodici fam...
<|message|>Bianca Nuit Gratia Mindaro – An Old Friend Bianca simply nodded with a smile. Gratia must've been stressed. It wasn't like her to drop the F-bomb… Ever. "Yes Ma'am." She said crossing her legs over one another and turning on the radio. She shuddered as the lyrics played out, quickly flicking the radio over...
<|description|>Bianca Nuit Bianca's theme after her kidnapping Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Snowy Owl) Her flying speed is approximately 22 MPh Weapon: Gelure is a steel Katana imbued with ice dust. This was Bianca's first weapon, which was destroyed yet still salvaged during her kidnapping by the Dodici fam...
<|message|>Bianca Nuit Gratia Mindaro – An Old Friend Bianca listened to Gratia. While some may have been surprised by the girl's tone, her choice of words. Bianca knew it had been there. She was not concerned nor was she stunned. She was simply, warm. She felt the heat begin to flush into her numb legs, fingers, and ...
<|description|>Bianca Nuit Bianca's theme after her kidnapping Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Snowy Owl) Her flying speed is approximately 22 MPh Weapon: Gelure is a steel Katana imbued with ice dust. This was Bianca's first weapon, which was destroyed yet still salvaged during her kidnapping by the Dodici fam...
<|message|>Bianca Nuit Gratia Mindaro – Mistral, Je T'aime Like that, Gratia was alone in the parking garage. Sonny and Marissa were gone and whatever Gratia's plans were free to be enacted. The Cosca's buildings were truly, her oyster. Sonny put an empathetic head on Marissa's chin as the last remaining scion sped of...
<|description|>Bianca Nuit Bianca's theme after her kidnapping Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Snowy Owl) Her flying speed is approximately 22 MPh Weapon: Gelure is a steel Katana imbued with ice dust. This was Bianca's first weapon, which was destroyed yet still salvaged during her kidnapping by the Dodici fam...
<|message|>Bianca Nuit Bianca Nuit Heiress Extraordinaire Sinatra I won't lie. I have no idea when Jericho is lying sometimes. But his entire family being killed on a bird Faunus expedition just worked way too much for this 'I definitely hate Bianca' narrative he's been pushing. Either way, he seems fine so it's prob...
<|description|>Clair Carnelian Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: A small gauntlet that Clair wears on her left arm. When active, a shield radiates outwards from a small sphere which hovers a short distance above it. Dust-powered, the dark red, glass-like circular shield has surprising durability despite it...
<|message|>Clair Carnelian Clair Carnelian and Sarina Tala Dei (SC) When she felt her Scroll vibrate, she was sitting by the ponds in the academy gardens, enjoying the heat from the midday sharp sunshine. She let out a long sigh, brushing her hair out of her eyes. Looking at the clouds pass through the school's hig...
<|description|>Clair Carnelian Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: A small gauntlet that Clair wears on her left arm. When active, a shield radiates outwards from a small sphere which hovers a short distance above it. Dust-powered, the dark red, glass-like circular shield has surprising durability despite it...
<|message|>Clair Carnelian "'Ugh' is right," Clair said, dropping her bags on the floor. Day one at Beacon Academy, the school of her dreams, had only turned out to be an exercise in sensory overload. Between her arrival, sudden introduction, and the drama that unfolded in the dining hall, there was nothing more tha...
<|description|>Clair Carnelian Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: A small gauntlet that Clair wears on her left arm. When active, a shield radiates outwards from a small sphere which hovers a short distance above it. Dust-powered, the dark red, glass-like circular shield has surprising durability despite it...
<|message|>Clair Carnelian The warmth of the morning sun turned to an oppressive heat. A heavy silence descended on the garden as though the world were waiting for her response. Whatever rules of social conventions that had existed seemed to be slipping away. Where is it okay to invite someone to breakfast before in...
<|description|>Clair Carnelian Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: A small gauntlet that Clair wears on her left arm. When active, a shield radiates outwards from a small sphere which hovers a short distance above it. Dust-powered, the dark red, glass-like circular shield has surprising durability despite it...
<|message|>Clair Carnelian She stopped. There was an awkward sincerity in the young man's invitation, a kind that she might've appreciate if it wasn't so early in the morning. But, she thought. Of all things... why bowling? Looking at him, with a build like his, there was no doubt he was athlete. But a bowler? Not...
<|description|>Clair Carnelian Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: A small gauntlet that Clair wears on her left arm. When active, a shield radiates outwards from a small sphere which hovers a short distance above it. Dust-powered, the dark red, glass-like circular shield has surprising durability despite it...
<|message|>Clair Carnelian As a child, her parents - both teachers - were already at work by the time she had to wake up to go to her own school, and so at a young had she was forced to develop and refine her morning routine. After her bizarre encounter, she walked quickly back to her room, showered, and within seven ...
<|description|>Cobalt Chideta Age: 17 Gender: Male Race: Human Weapon: The 27 Smasher: A Greatsword/Rifle. It has the ability to fire anti tank rounds, function as a heavy machine gun and of course bludgeon people if lethal force is not an option. It fires armor piercing rounds at all times allowing it to do maximum...
<|message|>Cobalt Chideta Cobalt was a little sad that Shiro seemed so distrustful of him, but he understood. He probably gave off a bad vibe, he was a pretty big dude after all. He was even more sad when Scoot seemed to have no interest in him whatsoever. Cobalt perked up though when Shiro invited him to go somewhere ...
<|description|>Cobalt Chideta Age: 17 Gender: Male Race: Human Weapon: The 27 Smasher: A Greatsword/Rifle. It has the ability to fire anti tank rounds, function as a heavy machine gun and of course bludgeon people if lethal force is not an option. It fires armor piercing rounds at all times allowing it to do maximum...
<|message|>Cobalt Chideta Cobalt rubbed his eyes in an attempt to prevent himself from crying. "Sorry. I'm fine." He looked at everyone and their reactions to him. They all seemed relatively forgiving. "It's fine, no cookies are needed." Cobalt took off his weapon and laid it near his bed. "Sorry again." He was calming...
<|description|>Cobalt Chideta Age: 17 Gender: Male Race: Human Weapon: The 27 Smasher: A Greatsword/Rifle. It has the ability to fire anti tank rounds, function as a heavy machine gun and of course bludgeon people if lethal force is not an option. It fires armor piercing rounds at all times allowing it to do maximum...
<|message|>Cobalt Chideta Cobalt got out of his chair and began walking to his next class, it's Math according to his schedule. He saw a couple of the people from the fights but the person he was really focused on was his new teammate Emerald Felicia. Cobalt walked up to her and waved. He then realized she was standing...
<|description|>Cobalt Chideta Age: 17 Gender: Male Race: Human Weapon: The 27 Smasher: A Greatsword/Rifle. It has the ability to fire anti tank rounds, function as a heavy machine gun and of course bludgeon people if lethal force is not an option. It fires armor piercing rounds at all times allowing it to do maximum...
<|message|>Cobalt Chideta Cobalt opened up his textbook and smiled. Now this was some work he could get behind. He quickly began writing down processes and formulas as he solved each problem quite easily. After a few minutes he put down his pencil and closed his book. He wasn't a big fan of math but it was something ...
<|description|>Cobalt Chideta Age: 17 Gender: Male Race: Human Weapon: The 27 Smasher: A Greatsword/Rifle. It has the ability to fire anti tank rounds, function as a heavy machine gun and of course bludgeon people if lethal force is not an option. It fires armor piercing rounds at all times allowing it to do maximum...
<|message|>Cobalt Chideta Cobalt Chideta- Airship Docks Cobalt had felt pretty proud of himself after destroying the Megaladeus, making tonight a perfect night to go party. Everyone else had done well also, he hoped that some people from the class would show up as well. Cobalt dressed in his usual casual wear and head...
<|description|>Violet Steel Age: 18 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Timber Wolf) Weapon: A high powered, compound bow. Guns may have long since replaced the bow, but it would be a mistake to say they aren't just as deadly, maybe even more so in the right hands. Violet's bow is equipped with a scope, laser sight, and a ...
<|message|>Violet Steel "I'll retrieve this Crimson Volk from the station." Violet declared. With Valin already offering to be the distraction for the Vale Hospital mission it was really the only option she had. She was about to head over to the blue box and pick up the mask needed for the mission when Amber spoke to h...
<|description|>Violet Steel Age: 18 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Timber Wolf) Weapon: A high powered, compound bow. Guns may have long since replaced the bow, but it would be a mistake to say they aren't just as deadly, maybe even more so in the right hands. Violet's bow is equipped with a scope, laser sight, and a ...
<|message|>Violet Steel IC: Violet Steel - Leaving the Station - Violet didn't both to respond to Volk, she simply headed back the way she came, expecting Volk to follow her. When they got to the backdoor she dragged the unconscious officer inside so that she no longer was blocking the door, allowing the door to full...
<|description|>Violet Steel Age: 18 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Timber Wolf) Weapon: A high powered, compound bow. Guns may have long since replaced the bow, but it would be a mistake to say they aren't just as deadly, maybe even more so in the right hands. Violet's bow is equipped with a scope, laser sight, and a ...
<|message|>Violet Steel Violet Steel - Physical Education - "No homework...we fought a giant plant monster." Violet was caught slightly off guard by the girl's sudden burst of enthusiasm and pain. Violet had dealt with all sorts of people in her short life, but this was something new for the ex-mercenary. She looks ...
<|description|>Violet Steel Age: 18 Gender: Female Race: Faunus (Timber Wolf) Weapon: A high powered, compound bow. Guns may have long since replaced the bow, but it would be a mistake to say they aren't just as deadly, maybe even more so in the right hands. Violet's bow is equipped with a scope, laser sight, and a ...
<|message|>Violet Steel Violet Steel - Physical Education - Sepia insisted she was fine and that was good enough for Violet, at least until proven otherwise. The archer decided that she would stay by Sepia's side and keep an eye on her, just in case. It wasn't like Violet was doing it because she didn't know anyone el...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Lauren wasn't sure whether it was a commendation of her quick thinking around the survivors or Ben's way of keeping her out of danger. Cap had to know she was the best on the team at that kind of range, and her Semblance practically eschewed Grimm attraction. What was Desire going to...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] She couldn't get herself heated at an old man over gazing at her. Stares came often when you looked like Lauren - like like one of those old gods they made statues of in South Mistral fucked a king-sized Hershey bar and then totally planted evidence that got her shipped her off to Be...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] "Ayyyoooo! How's it hangin', Jumpercables? You all alive down here?" The unmistakably friendly, casual voice no doubt set a few of the survivors on edge, especially when an unfamiliar dark-skinned girl rolled in the room wearing only a sports bra, sunglasses, and a coquettish grin f...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] "Whatcha mean, what's the big idea? Don't you remember our briefing?" The laws of action movies dictated that it was totally cool for her to leave through the car door, so Lauren parked the back of the truck to the left of the cargo lift and hopped out nimbly. She rapped on the hood...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Much had been said of Lauren Negasi's default facial expression since her arrival at Beacon. Energetic was putting it kindly - for her captain, who had been the first one to try testing her in the ring, it was positively carnivorous. Amy Desire would probably call it coquettish, acco...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] W H I T E D E V I L Look at how thoroughly Ben had bewitched that bouncer with his fast tongue and evil grin! It was a completely different brand of seduction than picking up girls at a club or fencing stolen shit; her beloved Cap, with his innocent face, scruffy hair, tight little ...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Whaaaat the shiiiiit is he talking about? She didn't like the way that both Ben and Amy had gained consciousness so quickly, or how alert they both looked. If she didn't know better, Lauren would almost begin to think that they were expecting forward inertia out of her. Well, her sc...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Jericho looked back up at the boy with an idleness that toed a line with curiosity. His posture had seemingly relaxed somewhat at his approach, but his golden eyes were still cold and wary; they were not eyes that could change easily, always intense, pained and suspicious of everyone...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] "Well, I mean, we could stay here." Lauren's face contorted in thought, and she leaped into the air, rolling slightly and sinking into the soft bed immediately after her landing. She was draped across the foot of the bed, forming a T-shape with Amy, and her eyes traced the moving fa...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] "Actually, Amy, I am offended too." Lauren put her hands on the hips of her new skinny jeans and glowered at Ben. "Here we are, out of bed and ready to give you company on Family Day, and all you're doing is trying is mansplaining like we don't know how to put on our own clothes in t...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Lauren had been wearing a grin with all the earnest glee of a puppy as she latched onto her mother, but now she appeared struck dumb. The use of her full name by Amy had changed her face, turned away from her team and staring directly into her mother's enormous green eyes; she wore t...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] "Ah." "Schwarz, heal him. Nuit, if he resists, punch him." "Yeah. She definitely does." The scarlet ends of his hair began to creep up, hot cherry strands alight like coals on a forge. The nonplussed Atlesian boy did his level best to turn his attention towards Gratia's elders, th...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] There were few prospects that sounded as unappealing to Jericho as discovering where it was that Gratia recouped the energy it took to be such a heinous bitch all the time. Right now, he was torn between imagining her dorm as a blood-colored hall of horrors, with Mistralian nationali...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] What in the cyberpunk hell is that thing--!? His first thought was to defend Ms. Severa, and Jericho stepped away from his comfortable perch on the wall to yank the unused hair clip from the collar of his Atlas Academy jacket and twirl it betwixt the fingers of his gloved left hand....
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Scientifically speaking, it was a curious thing, watching Lauren's demeanor shift so fluidly. For a girl who seemed so perennially cheerful and easy-going, it was clear that Ben's reaction had touched on several nerves - and perhaps, possibly, even wounded her. There was certainly a...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] "Well, my whole family died in a tragic bird Faunus hunting accident, so it's been a little quiet," Jericho replied drily. "It's one of the dozens of reasons I hate you." Granted, not that Family Day had been atrocious. The Mindaro parents were more acceptable company than Gratia, a...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] "Who are you embarrassed of, your father or me?" It wasn't the way he would have liked to phrase the question, but using 'us' and grouping himself in with Gratia, Beryl, and Luke so soon as Bianca's 'inner circle' just felt like surrendering to a life of misery after only one shot ha...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] "...Dressing as distractingly as possible is certainly an option." Dad... "I think the ladies of the other team have us men at a disadvantage." Nicole... "I also believe that if they attempt to distract us with pleasures of the flesh, we may should try the same, captain Ben and s...
<|description|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Human Weapon: Hand axe [similar to hatchet, but more specialized in beating the crap out of something than chopping firewood] Specialty: Party Tank [Boxing, Wrestling] Semblance: What Is Hype May Never Die - Grows stronger and more durable in the pres...
<|message|>Lorena Negasi ["Lauren"] "Look at this," Lauren said, waving a hand dismissively from Grat to Gren's efforts at cutting down timber. "Look at this shit. Look at this fuckery on our hands. You'd think we didn't all have superpowers, huh?" Lauren tilted her head backwards at Grat as she approached from the be...
<|description|>Beryl Harken Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Otter Faunus Weapon: At the center of Beryl's combat abilities is an elegant sword named Stream, a beautiful curved blade that appears to glisten in the light much like it's namesake. With a golden hilt inlaid with aquamarine gems, every inch of the blade evok...
<|message|>Beryl Harken Beryl Harken- VGNB Dorm Beryl lit up at that, her dark blue eyes somehow managing to grow giant sparkles. Her mouth opened slightly and what probably would have been best described as an "eeeeeeeeeeee" if it had managed to escape emanated from somewhere within her lithe frame. The thought of a ...
<|description|>Beryl Harken Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Otter Faunus Weapon: At the center of Beryl's combat abilities is an elegant sword named Stream, a beautiful curved blade that appears to glisten in the light much like it's namesake. With a golden hilt inlaid with aquamarine gems, every inch of the blade evok...
<|message|>Beryl Harken "I can pair up with anyone." Came the soft interjection from Beryl's corner of the transport. "And I have some experience in stealth operations. My semblance makes me uniquely suited to avoiding patrols and taking out guards silently." She looked around at the other members of the team. At firs...
<|description|>Beryl Harken Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Otter Faunus Weapon: At the center of Beryl's combat abilities is an elegant sword named Stream, a beautiful curved blade that appears to glisten in the light much like it's namesake. With a golden hilt inlaid with aquamarine gems, every inch of the blade evok...
<|message|>Beryl Harken The others seemed to be handling the planning part fairly well, if with a lot of bickering. Honestly it was hard to tell that these people had been a team for any extended period of time. She wordlessly caught the rifle as it was tossed to her and experimentally looked through the sights.</s>
<|description|>Beryl Harken Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Otter Faunus Weapon: At the center of Beryl's combat abilities is an elegant sword named Stream, a beautiful curved blade that appears to glisten in the light much like it's namesake. With a golden hilt inlaid with aquamarine gems, every inch of the blade evok...
<|message|>Beryl Harken Beryl Harken- VNB- Its a Crazy Old Dude Suspicions had started to form in Beryl's mind about halfway through the old man's spiel. By the time he was done she was convinced as to his identity and was ready when he acted. "Demetri Dodici." The name slipped from her lips as she lept back, one ha...
<|description|>Beryl Harken Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Otter Faunus Weapon: At the center of Beryl's combat abilities is an elegant sword named Stream, a beautiful curved blade that appears to glisten in the light much like it's namesake. With a golden hilt inlaid with aquamarine gems, every inch of the blade evok...
<|message|>Beryl Harken Beryl Harken- B- Crazy Old Guy With a Creepy Semblance Beryl was starting to get a handle on the old guy now. First of all, his semblance was of the more subtle type. Chances were that he had activated it when he first started staring at the otter faunus. Which meant that any of it's nastier ef...
<|description|>Beryl Harken Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Otter Faunus Weapon: At the center of Beryl's combat abilities is an elegant sword named Stream, a beautiful curved blade that appears to glisten in the light much like it's namesake. With a golden hilt inlaid with aquamarine gems, every inch of the blade evok...
<|message|>Beryl Harken Beryl Harken- B- Its Only a Flesh Wound I'm starting to get an idea you old psycho. Again she said nothing out loud. The most recent events were major clues as to the exact nature of his semblance but she was still taking no chances. All in all she was pretty calm as she looked at the gore in...
<|description|>Beryl Harken Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Otter Faunus Weapon: At the center of Beryl's combat abilities is an elegant sword named Stream, a beautiful curved blade that appears to glisten in the light much like it's namesake. With a golden hilt inlaid with aquamarine gems, every inch of the blade evok...
<|message|>Beryl Harken "Well, as long as his physical head is still attached to his body." Was all that Beryl had to say to that. There was nothing she could say to get the other girl to soften up in the next five minutes. It hardly helped that Beryl felt like the berserker caged within Gratia's icy exterior was saliv...
<|description|>Beryl Harken Age: 17 Gender: Female Race: Otter Faunus Weapon: At the center of Beryl's combat abilities is an elegant sword named Stream, a beautiful curved blade that appears to glisten in the light much like it's namesake. With a golden hilt inlaid with aquamarine gems, every inch of the blade evok...
<|message|>Beryl Harken Beacon Academy-Dust Apps-Beryl Harken Beryl was tired. So very, very, tired. Her semblance was crazy useful, a fact she knew well, but it came with a cost. Using it also used aura. And with how much she had just used it she had very little of that precious resource left. So it was with little...
<|description|>Delta Snow Age: Seventeen Gender: Male Race: Human What Delta considers to be his primary weapon of choice, a logical decision made by an adolescent bred for marksmanship. Although the rifle has an official experimental name, for some reason beyond common knowledge,Forthright was haphazardly plastere...
<|message|>Delta Snow Beacon Tower - Changing Times Delta had to be practically taken by the hand up the tower while he was lost in a daze, completely engulfed in the drastic change of scenery. He probably wouldn't have even moved his legs at the faculty member's incessant commands if the music wasn't the only thing b...
<|description|>Delta Snow Age: Seventeen Gender: Male Race: Human What Delta considers to be his primary weapon of choice, a logical decision made by an adolescent bred for marksmanship. Although the rifle has an official experimental name, for some reason beyond common knowledge,Forthright was haphazardly plastere...
<|message|>Delta Snow Robert was sharper than he led others on to be. Well, it didn't exactly take an expert to listen to the loquacious brotherhood that was Grane and Gren taking a hearty stroll down memory lane. Delta shifted his footing and eased his shoulders, then issued his teammate and the girl with cerulean iri...
<|description|>Delta Snow Age: Seventeen Gender: Male Race: Human What Delta considers to be his primary weapon of choice, a logical decision made by an adolescent bred for marksmanship. Although the rifle has an official experimental name, for some reason beyond common knowledge,Forthright was haphazardly plastere...
<|message|>Delta Snow Unbeknownst to Either, the Marksmen Faced Each Other || Those Lost in a Daze For a second, Delta thought Robert had gotten into a fight, and had his ass handed to him. But he soon realized that the all too hue pigment of blood was darker than the condiment plastered on his face, which related mor...
<|description|>Delta Snow Age: Seventeen Gender: Male Race: Human What Delta considers to be his primary weapon of choice, a logical decision made by an adolescent bred for marksmanship. Although the rifle has an official experimental name, for some reason beyond common knowledge,Forthright was haphazardly plastere...
<|message|>Delta Snow Delta Snow - RVGD Dorms An unfamiliar ceiling was all that he awoke to. The initial feeling of unease was spurred by short-lived panic, only to be quelled by realization. After he repeated the process of pacing his breaths, the boy calmed down. It was a self defense mechanism which had been devel...
<|description|>Delta Snow Age: Seventeen Gender: Male Race: Human What Delta considers to be his primary weapon of choice, a logical decision made by an adolescent bred for marksmanship. Although the rifle has an official experimental name, for some reason beyond common knowledge,Forthright was haphazardly plastere...
<|message|>Delta Snow Delta Snow - Airship Docks Delta's blank gaze scanned over those present. He knew a few, or could vaguely recall a vowel of their names from conversations he unconsciously overheard. He could already feel an agitated aura emanating from one certain individual with cerulean locks. If memory serve...
<|description|>Grane Blauer Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Snake Faunus Grane utilizes two glaives, three-edged throwing blades, made out of material that is able to cut through most objects with ease, save for thick metal and extremely dense objects. While they are usable in close combat, they are usually outclasse...
<|message|>Grane Blauer "I see you just got your sea legs laddie!" "Gee thanks." Grane gripped his stomach in pain, trying to resist the urge to throw the the first mate and his shit eating grin overboard. He hadn't expected the ship ride to be that bad, he chose it over the airship for a reason, but the storm they w...
<|description|>Grane Blauer Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Snake Faunus Grane utilizes two glaives, three-edged throwing blades, made out of material that is able to cut through most objects with ease, save for thick metal and extremely dense objects. While they are usable in close combat, they are usually outclasse...
<|message|>Grane Blauer "I will try my best...Sir." Grane wasn't sure how to greet the headmaster, so he assumed it was like meeting any other superior. Even if the headmaster turned out to be casual with his students, Grane didn't want to run the risk of making a bad impression, especially if the Headmaster was one ...
<|description|>Grane Blauer Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Snake Faunus Grane utilizes two glaives, three-edged throwing blades, made out of material that is able to cut through most objects with ease, save for thick metal and extremely dense objects. While they are usable in close combat, they are usually outclasse...
<|message|>Grane Blauer It seemed his schedule currently was the same as his teammates- After the bell had rung, Grane had taken a quick look at his scroll to read his schedule off again. Was this on purpose? He wouldn't put it past the headmaster to do so. Perhaps for some team bonding or something of the sort. His te...
<|description|>Grane Blauer Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Snake Faunus Grane utilizes two glaives, three-edged throwing blades, made out of material that is able to cut through most objects with ease, save for thick metal and extremely dense objects. While they are usable in close combat, they are usually outclasse...
<|message|>Grane Blauer Grane did have a bit of excitement in his last class, after all, watching a massive faunus like that die majestically was pretty nice. However, unwinding a bit sounded pretty appealing to him at the moment. That party Gren planned sounded like the perfect way to do just that. His scroll then beg...