Zephyrus the Priestess

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Enya finally woke up. In contrast to the scarlet, passionately red moon, her large ice-blue eyes blinked sleepily as she yawned and stretched. Oh dear, looks like she'd overslept again... And what a nightmare she'd woken up to! What were all these strange people, and why were they all stark naked? One had just popped out of the ground to reach over to her... Yuck! Right above Enya a tear of static opened up to give way to an angry torrent of water seemingly charged with electricity, sweeping away the disgusting old... Man? Woman? It flooded out as the little girl made her way to what looked like an iron beam for construction sites, suspended on a chain of some sort, hanging from nothing but a small hole of static. It was just big enough for the little girl and her bear and it rose into the air slowly, giving some leeway for the gross people to try hanging on. "Get... AWAY!" Growled the girl-- or was it the girl? It was too vicious to sound like it had come from a mere child like her-- more so when she brandished what looked like a rusty meat cleaver that she'd pulled out from her bear's back. It wasn't made of static, unlike everything else she had conjured up before. It was unbelievably real and tinged with rust. Enya swung the big knife at the monsters to chop off their hands, releasing even more painful shrieks into the night-- she ignored these, her big eyes looking wild and... Savage, even, as she defended her perch until it rose high enough, until there was no invader that clung to the iron beam. The little girl merely swept off the hands that still desperately held onto the bar with the blade, without a single word. Ace merely sat by its owner, brown eyes gazing into the dark night.

Helzebeth - Wall Team The huntress nodded to the half-Orc in the background, and then to the Victonari. And then, of course, held her head up high again. "We'd just like to inform you that training for the men and women here are going well, and that we were wondering you would happen to have some sort of... Machinery, or any object of some sort that could launch various sized projectiles as moving targets," Helzebeth stated, being the straightforward type of person. It just never seemed right for her to waste words, time, or resources most especially.

so I must

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The ranger nodded. "Hunter, you keep an eye on things while we're gone as well." With that, Hunter stood up and lumbered about, wandering along the firing ranges. Nodding to Jupiter, she then said, "All right, let's go."

Helzebeth - Wall Team Turning around to meet the silver-haired archer, Helzebeth quirked a smile. "Doing pretty well. So far, I haven't had to break up a fight, and neither has Hunter had to be.. Well, pushy." The huge wolf if question chewed on his paw passively, looking around for any troublemakers. "I don't suppose there'd be a.. Say, object that could throw projectiles or any moving targets for them to practice on? Surely the Undead would not just stand there to be shot," the half-Elf inquired.

Big, ice-blue eyes widened in fear when she heard that her beloved bear had been sentenced. Enya's grip tightened on the stuffed toy-- even its feral, near-realistic looking eyes seemed to brim with anxiety. The child looked down and bit her lip, staying quiet, and hardening her resolve. She would protect Ace and reach the bottom.

Buenos dias. Vinny?

*Zephyr used Doubleslap!* ... Oh sh-- wrong target abort abort Rose take over

Lanturn

The little girl blinked, waking up slowly. "Hn...?" Enya yawned, then looked up at-- oh! "Hiya Mister Judge," cheerfully greeted the lass, still cradling her big bear, which in turn seemed as if it clung to its owner tightly.

"Huh? Oh, hey, she's back, finally!" said Houndoom, who, this time, could barely keep the excitement in his voice. Without skipping a beat he hit the ground running, bounding towards his Trainer. Oh man, he was gonna give her hell for making him worry like that, As soon as he was close enough, he reared onto his hind legs and leaned on the girl with his forepaws. Whatever. Who cared what anyone else thought? Zeph was okay. That's all that mattered to the hellhound now. "Oof-- hey, bud," grunted Zephyr as she petted and stroked the suddenly-hyper demonic mutt, who'd come out of seemingly nowhere. What was up with Houndoom? Ah well. Saved her the trouble of going to get him. The gunslinger girl watched as the shiny cat-fox-thing pounce on the dog in play. She couldn't help smiling a bit.

Helzebeth - Wall Team With the loyal wolf at her heels, Helzebeth walked along a long row of trainees firing at targets, watching them with a keen and careful eye. She'd decided that patience was going to be an important key in dealing with the people here, but if anybody acted far too out of line, she didn't have many qualms about playing hard. The mere sight of Hunter intimidated them, though he'd known better than to just let his natural instinct take over and rip at people's throats-- he was far better than a savage, simple-minded wild beast after all... But occasionally he'd find a reason to snarl at somebody behind his master's back. How dare they even attempt to disrespect her behind her back. Not having much experience in mentoring others-- let alone dealing with many others at once-- the ranger referenced her father's lessons and methods. Patience and dedication-- a lot of both, really. It didn't seem like they had much time left till the hated Undead arrived. Because the men and women on their hands were still quite a number, she and her sister, Jupiter, had agreed to split the group between themselves for the time being. For once the girl worried that she wasn't doing efficiently enough. "Keep a steady arm and try to aim a little bit higher. Now, this aim here, it needs a little work," she told a nervous-looking man, adjusting his grip on the bow and arrow. So far so good. The half-Elf hoped that the fiery archer was doing better in a way. If all went well, then they'd move on to more distant ranges-- perhaps with actual moving targets. Where was a mechanic or a tinkerer or an inventor of some sort when you needed one...?

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Yip. Eh, too lazy to check who's online... Mudkip I choose you

Bishounen = anime/Japanese term for gorgeous guys/pretty guys/guys who look like girls

Sure sure

Hey. Uh. Tempest again for the lulz

My utter annihilation. NEXT