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[fieldbox="Hazel Grimhilde, #FFCC00"]
She hadn't gotten far when a calm hand laid on her shoulder. Her golden eyes lifted up to eventually meet a magenta pair, looking particularly sympathetic. "Hazel it's ok...We all have moment where people get on our nerves. Some more than others..." The thicker girl gave a heartfelt chuckle at the healer's shot glance of disdain to the big boy in his robo-pants, where Ki must've stayed behind. "But we get past it and move on otherwise it becomes a downfall or weakness inside us. If you wanna know a little secret or something, it's 'men' like that who have put me off men all together."
Hazel laughed along with the girl at that, harder even when she leaned back to shout to their wolfy mascot, "No harm or such intended Ki I assure you. It's just my preference y'know?" She couldn't help barking a laugh at that. This was apparently taken as invitation. The boys hustling to catch-up with the women, and Hazel kept her eyes forward, crossing her arms stubbornly. From what she could tell, the trees were thinning out here, and that was as good a sign as any that they were coming up on the temple shortly.
"So, we all need to keep calm despite what's happened, yeah he was dumb in doing what he did, but blowing up at him around here isn't going to help either, we're in deep right now. Beasts and Grimm no doubt infest these woods, we should tread carefully...and quieter than we have been." Ki pointed out, giving Hazel a reassuring smile and a gentle smile. "I'm stuck with him, so I'm going to make the most of it, and if he does something like that again, it'll be nice to see how heavy duty that armor is." He patted the sword on his back, glancing at Prussian, but as soon as he did his ears went down again, the dust witch picking up on the nervous sensation immediately, looking over her shoulder between them, unsheathing the weapon. His ears were now partially forward, tracking some sound and setting off an alarm inside her, her skin taking on that gentle golden glow once more. "Hey, partner you want to take up point or rearguard positioning, I don't like how the feeling in the air just shifted."
Shit, he's right, Hazel thought, her eyes hunting for ghosts in the dark treeline around them. We've made too much noise.
No sooner had he said the words than something came barreling out of the forest, dust spraying about, not at all unlike Prussian's dynamic entrance. Her teeth ground with defiance; exhibit A that she had not been over-reacting. "Get back!" She screamed, jumping forward toward the oncoming assault with her hand dancing in the air ahead of her already, team at her back. There wasn't enough dust to maintain a disk this time, and certainly not if this thing intended to ram into them like it appeared it did, but the disk appeared in front of her, enough to stall their attacker so that they could retreat to better ground. Punching the wind tunnel in front of her face, it forced out the gust against the creature, throwing debris back into it's face and pushing it off course. "To the temple!"
Bolting for the far side, Hazel set her pace. Despite her length or width, she'd spent the year training her body and could outrun a number of people one wouldn't expect at the look of her. However, when she'd blown over her target, she cleares some of the air around it and got a healthy glimpse of their enemy's hairy backside - it was a grimm. Judging from the spiraling mane of midnight, they'd just attracted the attention of an oversized Boarbatusk.
Ivory pillars sprouted in the distance, discolored with age and overgrown with ivy, shadows moving between them lackadaisically. The temple. Other students must have gotten there first. As much as Hazel didn't want to bring the fight on anyone else, having the strength from their numbers would be a safer bet than trying to go at it alone. Of course, they had to get there first, which it seemed the black boar had different ideas about. Tucked into itself, a disk of coal roared alongside the thick-waisted witch, and she shoved her heels into the dirt, bringing her body to a stop as it cut them off, rolling onto it's four, hoofen legs, another four eyes of red flaring before them, encompassing her vision. Great, it was an old Grimm. It had more experience than the four of them combined, and it apparently wasn't afraid to flaunt that. Shaking the dirt out of its mane, that boney mask settled back into place. Maybe Hazel was giving the animal - or herself - a little too much credit, but it felt like those burning orbs were focused in on her.
"Hi," she giggled nervously with a waggle of her fingers, just in case. The action seemed to antagonize it, lowering it's head so the tusks were on either side of her, prepared to ram the girl flat against it's mask. Her aura blazed abruptly, wafting off of her in waves of yellow flame, and she lowered her head with it, facing him head on just the same as he did her. Hazel was a stubborn bitch and she knew it.
When he started charging? So did she. Only he wasn't the one running up her face. Foot angled out for him as if her kick could affect something so gargantuan, the boarbatusk bucked his head under her, mocking the attempt, but, instead, it aided her in the jump she'd prepared, twisting to the side. The first second of propulsion, she whipped the pencil hard in her hand, its length immediately quadrupling into a razor thin sword in response. Spiraling herself in reflection of the very being dedicated to killing her just now, the witch slipped above it with ease, sprawling out to score its mountainous spine repeatedly as it continued on its path with one hand, and throwing bombs of fire shards with the other. Pressing her feet down at the last moment, the witch danced into a backflip off of its hindquarters and remained airborne. Landing atop an alabaster archway, Hazel watched as the thing curved its path by her team. This time it was not accepting another miss. He lifted his head to one side, and like a heavy pendulum, those goring tusks came surging back down and into the collection of tall students.
"Watch out!" Hazel cried, knowing it wouldn't mean the difference between their survival or deaths. There wasn't a spell she could cast from here without preparation in that time, and she suddenly felt the cold chill of death upon her back. If she had used a different crystal, she could've sprouted vines to bind the thing and keep it from continuing attack rather than focusing on damaging it like she had. She, of all people, knew the boarbatusk had a near-impenetrable hide, the only way to take one down was to attack from beneath, and now it had the chance to take out the young hunters and huntress before they would get the same chance at it, and there was nothing the dust witch could do to stop it. They'd have to get out themselves.
Unable to watch, knowing that if they died it would be her fault, she turned toward the temple, eyes burning with angry, unshed tears. "HELP!!!"
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Characters Involved:
@WhiteAngel's Connie Magenta
@NewKingofDrangleic's Yeurquin Concordia
@Angelic Fusion's Prussian Gerhardt
Character's Mentioned:
@Winter's Mangolia Cadenza
@Deuce's Desire Indo
@Sairoh's Niyol Tate
@CasketCase's Tabitha Carabas
She hadn't gotten far when a calm hand laid on her shoulder. Her golden eyes lifted up to eventually meet a magenta pair, looking particularly sympathetic. "Hazel it's ok...We all have moment where people get on our nerves. Some more than others..." The thicker girl gave a heartfelt chuckle at the healer's shot glance of disdain to the big boy in his robo-pants, where Ki must've stayed behind. "But we get past it and move on otherwise it becomes a downfall or weakness inside us. If you wanna know a little secret or something, it's 'men' like that who have put me off men all together."
Hazel laughed along with the girl at that, harder even when she leaned back to shout to their wolfy mascot, "No harm or such intended Ki I assure you. It's just my preference y'know?" She couldn't help barking a laugh at that. This was apparently taken as invitation. The boys hustling to catch-up with the women, and Hazel kept her eyes forward, crossing her arms stubbornly. From what she could tell, the trees were thinning out here, and that was as good a sign as any that they were coming up on the temple shortly.
"So, we all need to keep calm despite what's happened, yeah he was dumb in doing what he did, but blowing up at him around here isn't going to help either, we're in deep right now. Beasts and Grimm no doubt infest these woods, we should tread carefully...and quieter than we have been." Ki pointed out, giving Hazel a reassuring smile and a gentle smile. "I'm stuck with him, so I'm going to make the most of it, and if he does something like that again, it'll be nice to see how heavy duty that armor is." He patted the sword on his back, glancing at Prussian, but as soon as he did his ears went down again, the dust witch picking up on the nervous sensation immediately, looking over her shoulder between them, unsheathing the weapon. His ears were now partially forward, tracking some sound and setting off an alarm inside her, her skin taking on that gentle golden glow once more. "Hey, partner you want to take up point or rearguard positioning, I don't like how the feeling in the air just shifted."
Shit, he's right, Hazel thought, her eyes hunting for ghosts in the dark treeline around them. We've made too much noise.
No sooner had he said the words than something came barreling out of the forest, dust spraying about, not at all unlike Prussian's dynamic entrance. Her teeth ground with defiance; exhibit A that she had not been over-reacting. "Get back!" She screamed, jumping forward toward the oncoming assault with her hand dancing in the air ahead of her already, team at her back. There wasn't enough dust to maintain a disk this time, and certainly not if this thing intended to ram into them like it appeared it did, but the disk appeared in front of her, enough to stall their attacker so that they could retreat to better ground. Punching the wind tunnel in front of her face, it forced out the gust against the creature, throwing debris back into it's face and pushing it off course. "To the temple!"
Bolting for the far side, Hazel set her pace. Despite her length or width, she'd spent the year training her body and could outrun a number of people one wouldn't expect at the look of her. However, when she'd blown over her target, she cleares some of the air around it and got a healthy glimpse of their enemy's hairy backside - it was a grimm. Judging from the spiraling mane of midnight, they'd just attracted the attention of an oversized Boarbatusk.
Ivory pillars sprouted in the distance, discolored with age and overgrown with ivy, shadows moving between them lackadaisically. The temple. Other students must have gotten there first. As much as Hazel didn't want to bring the fight on anyone else, having the strength from their numbers would be a safer bet than trying to go at it alone. Of course, they had to get there first, which it seemed the black boar had different ideas about. Tucked into itself, a disk of coal roared alongside the thick-waisted witch, and she shoved her heels into the dirt, bringing her body to a stop as it cut them off, rolling onto it's four, hoofen legs, another four eyes of red flaring before them, encompassing her vision. Great, it was an old Grimm. It had more experience than the four of them combined, and it apparently wasn't afraid to flaunt that. Shaking the dirt out of its mane, that boney mask settled back into place. Maybe Hazel was giving the animal - or herself - a little too much credit, but it felt like those burning orbs were focused in on her.
"Hi," she giggled nervously with a waggle of her fingers, just in case. The action seemed to antagonize it, lowering it's head so the tusks were on either side of her, prepared to ram the girl flat against it's mask. Her aura blazed abruptly, wafting off of her in waves of yellow flame, and she lowered her head with it, facing him head on just the same as he did her. Hazel was a stubborn bitch and she knew it.
When he started charging? So did she. Only he wasn't the one running up her face. Foot angled out for him as if her kick could affect something so gargantuan, the boarbatusk bucked his head under her, mocking the attempt, but, instead, it aided her in the jump she'd prepared, twisting to the side. The first second of propulsion, she whipped the pencil hard in her hand, its length immediately quadrupling into a razor thin sword in response. Spiraling herself in reflection of the very being dedicated to killing her just now, the witch slipped above it with ease, sprawling out to score its mountainous spine repeatedly as it continued on its path with one hand, and throwing bombs of fire shards with the other. Pressing her feet down at the last moment, the witch danced into a backflip off of its hindquarters and remained airborne. Landing atop an alabaster archway, Hazel watched as the thing curved its path by her team. This time it was not accepting another miss. He lifted his head to one side, and like a heavy pendulum, those goring tusks came surging back down and into the collection of tall students.
"Watch out!" Hazel cried, knowing it wouldn't mean the difference between their survival or deaths. There wasn't a spell she could cast from here without preparation in that time, and she suddenly felt the cold chill of death upon her back. If she had used a different crystal, she could've sprouted vines to bind the thing and keep it from continuing attack rather than focusing on damaging it like she had. She, of all people, knew the boarbatusk had a near-impenetrable hide, the only way to take one down was to attack from beneath, and now it had the chance to take out the young hunters and huntress before they would get the same chance at it, and there was nothing the dust witch could do to stop it. They'd have to get out themselves.
Unable to watch, knowing that if they died it would be her fault, she turned toward the temple, eyes burning with angry, unshed tears. "HELP!!!"
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Characters Involved:
@WhiteAngel's Connie Magenta
@NewKingofDrangleic's Yeurquin Concordia
@Angelic Fusion's Prussian Gerhardt
Character's Mentioned:
@Winter's Mangolia Cadenza
@Deuce's Desire Indo
@Sairoh's Niyol Tate
@CasketCase's Tabitha Carabas