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Lawrence doesn't know whether there is or isn't any; he just assumed there were. Who in their right minds doesn't provide medical aid if needed to the people that they're trying to support? He might even think that the Gods are pretty dense for diamonds if there's no medical staff whatsoever...

Upon seeing Mommo fall backwards, Lawrence got out of his chair and quickly scanned the room for any alarm button that he could press in order to alert the medical staff to the situation at hand, as he was not skilled whatsoever in the practice of CPR and dealing with choking accidents. If he found one, he'd hit it. As he looked around, he yelled out to the other standing contestant. "Don't just stand there, keep her from choking to death until the medical staff arrives!"

Luckily - or unluckily - for the spectators, there was a tree right in Jev's trajectory, which he bounced off of. After a few seconds to regain his bearings, Jev got up, and saw one of the two people from across the firing line running towards Leo. Deciding to take advantage of the young electromancer's back being turned, Jev sprinted at him, ready to whack him in the head with one of his batons once he got close enough.

Jev was just about to start running towards his target when he was bodily lifted up and hurled towards it by the person next to him, who was apparently a metallokinetic. Caught completely off-guard, he cried out in surprise, and curled up into a ball, accidentally imparting some spin on himself as he did so. "GAAAH!!" If he missed his target, there was a good chance that he might very well crash into the spectators.

As the fight initiated, Jev saw an electrical pulse fired off from the person diagonal to him, and head towards one of the people next to him. He also saw one of the people beyond the firing line start walking towards the other person that was beyond the firing line. Deciding to play it safe, Jev made his entire body mimic steel, providing him with enhanced resilience against physical hits. Since his total volume hadn't changed, he still had the same density as before he'd shapeshifted. However, as a side effect, he was now able to be manipulated like any other magnetic metal, and Rafael was standing a mere 15 or so meters away from him. Additionally, even though his eyes were now made of steel like the rest of his body, he could still see, because they were still there.

Go for it.

You try messing with predictions, and yours get messed with. Anstane?

Route 2, Russet Ridge - Jack Jack looked a bit perturbed at Jason's zeal for going out into such a dangerous situation, and voiced his concerns. "Hey, Jason, while I agree with you on getting to Striaton ASAP, we should consider all of our options before deciding on what to do." He then turned to the Ranger. "Excuse me, sir, but how safe would you say that it is to travel this ridge at night-time? Since all of these Pokémon seem to be diurnal, it'd probably be somewhat safe to say that they'd all be asleep at night, at which point we'd have a much easier time sneaking past them."

Because you've admitted it online, you're a Tier 2 at the least, Anstane. Online Peers are still Peers.

Since i've got a Pokésona and a Fursona that are different, I'm only at the Fursona stage. I'm considering getting both a Pokésuit and a Fursuit made, but I'll wait until I get back to the USA before doing so if I do get them made. Ah yes, the Tiers of Furry-dom, according to me. Here they are: Tier 0: Non-Furry. The vast majority of people are this. Tier 1: Closet. This is the tier of those who are Furries but don't admit it to their peers. Many people who have more of an affinity for animals than humans are of this variety, providing they haven't advanced to the next stage. Tier 2: Self-proclaimed. These people have admitted that they are Furries, but haven't gotten around to creating a Fursona. Tier 3: Fursona. Creating a Fursona is kind of like a rite of passage for Furries. The number of Fursonas that you have doesn't affect your Tier. Pokésonas count as Fursonas, and are what Pokémon fans that are also furries tend to default to. Tier 4: Fursuit/Pokésuit. Not all Furries advance to this tier or higher; many are content at being merely Tier 3 Furries. However, this Tier and the ones above it are the ones that most Tier 0 people think of when someone mentions a Furry, especially for Fursuits. Tier 5: Blurred-Line. These people tend to wear their Fursuits or Pokésuits a lot. Yiff often starts to pop up at this stage, although it rarely occurs at lower tiers. It's not guaranteed to pop up, though. Jazz?

I see that I'm not the only furry on Reborn. Jazz, my fellow furry, what tier would you say that you are?

When called to be ready for the sparring match, Jev got his batons at the ready and walked over to a relatively empty edge of the designated area, ready to make his move when the instructors said that they could start. His batons were in opposite hands, so that the arm that they were synced up to was holding the other baton.

Expect a PM from me soon, BMIC and Jazz. Noobly?

Not to my knowledge, no. Issei Hyoudou?

Challenge Accepted.

Jev walked forwards, and spoke, tilting his head to either side in order to crack his neck, also cracking his knuckles as he did so. "You certainly do have a volunteer." He was ready to make usage of his Lumen Capabilities in order to do the best he could, and make himself even stronger in the process. Evidently, he wasn't the only one, as a girl had stepped forwards at the same time as he had with about the same sentiment as him, then beat him to his next question.

Jev Jev'ona Lekoniska was a bit frazzled by the hassle that he'd had to go through in getting his metallic batons through the Airline checkpoint. Thankfully, he'd been able to convince the security guards that they were skeletal enhancements by placing them right where his bones would have been. He'd needed to implement that smuggling technique on the way to the airport first, but he had been successful, and the rest of the flight had gone off without trouble. He'd regretted having to smuggle them through security, but some things needed to be done in order to keep himself whole; those batons were technically a part of him. Now that they had landed, he was beaten to the hatch by two other people. The first one of them looked somewhat regal, while the second one looked more like a laid-back person. Judging by what the second guy said, he evidently disliked air travel. Standing up and taking his batons out of the overhead compartment, he put the metallic rods in the holsters on either side of his belt. Then, he walked out of the hatch, now starting to feel the warm sun on his skin, even through his clothing, which consisted of a green t-shirt and blue jeans at the moment. Taking a deep breath, he inhaled the wonderfully fresh air, scented like fresh grass, which soothed his nerves immensely. This was probably because they were in an area that had plenty of grass, but Jev enjoyed being surrounded by natural elements once more. Being cooped up in that plane hadn't been the most comfortable of experiences, mostly thanks to how tall he was, but partially thanks to the nearly-complete absence of any natural elements. By his count, there had been seventeen others in the passenger section of the plane aside from himself. Now on solid ground, he stood next to the other two passengers that had gotten off first, and smiled. "Quite the nice day, isn't it?" He was really going to enjoy his time here.

Anna Anna couldn't help but want to unleash a smug look in Esyllt's direction as the now gastrointestinally-distressed girl headed off towards the washroom. She did, however, speak to her, a cheerful tone in her own voice and a smile so big that it was almost false on her own face. "Have fun in there! Oh, and I would highly recommend following Mother Opium's advice about not missing the bowl; you'll probably have to clean up any mess you make." After she spoke, Anna stood up and walked to the door, her face returning to normal aside from a faint smile, then stopped right in front of the door. "Oh, I'm forgetting my manners! My bad." She then turned around. "Thank you for the hospitality, Mother Opium."

/me uses Dark Void whilst having No Guard as an ability and only Anstane can use Protect in time Oh, you're still awake. What a surprise.

This is why you never annoy Mother Opium. She's got some really devious tricks up her sleeve when it comes to retribution. The irony of this situation is just SO sweet. oh dear gods, I'm unable to not make puns. Please help me now.

oh yeah, did he mention it has Rock as a secondary Typing? Viri, confirm what I just mentioned. You said so yourself.

I'll speak so that Anstane doesn't have to. Ice types aren't bad!

You know, playing a Mind Hive-esque RP might be intriguing.

I just LOVE that Circle Throw Animation! it's almost always funny to see the enemy get thrown off-screen... or even into the screen in some cases! [EDIT]: I also see that we're gonna be up against someone with not one, but two Shuckles...

Anna Anna's face could be seen to quickly switch to a semi-amused look with her eyes pointed in Layla's direction when the Goddess interrupted Mother Opium and returning to normal just before the headmistress mentioned Eden's Curse. However, her interest was piqued when she heard Mother Opium mention the bit about the library, her left eyebrow rising slightly. Once the headmistress had finished, she took a sip from her glass of water, and then spoke, her face returning to normal as she did so. "I might not know anything about the library being haunted, but it sounds like someone else might or might not have gained powers from the snippets of gossip that I've overheard whilst in the halls. However, what's worrying in my view, pardon the pun, is that the Eye has been tainted, as you put it. I don't know what being tainted involves, but it doesn't sound good in the slightest. In any case, perhaps some of us ought to check out the situation in the Library, as there's usually a logical explanation behind paranormal events, even if it's 'Magic's the culprit'. I, personally, would certainly be interested in going and seeing what's happening there. What about the rest of you?"