Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5426254-20150806023625

Foreword: You know, there haven't been any sparring matches lately, let alone a 2v2 tag team brawl of pure skill, no Semblances. This record will change all of that. I hope you enjoy for as long as possible.

-GL

"I'm so bored!"

Alicia Blue was in her dorm at Beacon Academy with a pout on her face as two of her teammates in Team CADM were already occupied with some random task, and her leader, Carmine Ravenholme, was dozing off on one of the beds.

It was an average day at Beacon, with plenty of things to do, yet Alicia, in this moment, couldn't be entertained.

"Jeez, Alicia, why don't you go around and do something? I dunno, like play a video game or whatever." Carmine was really frustrated and cranky that his sleep was interrupted by Alicia's whining.

"But there's nothing to do! And no one to play with! Danica and Duff are really busy with something! And you're sleeping! Can we please go outside and play already?"

Damnit.

"Fine, we'll go outside and find something to do. Wait... what time is it again?"

"Eleven o'clock in the morning," Alicia replied with a bubbly smile.

Carmine looked at the clock, and picked up his Scroll. It told him that Professor Goodwitch's combat training lesson was in one hour.

''Might as well head there 15 minutes early, maybe to prep up for a sparring match. Get dressed, we're leaving in ten minutes. We'll be heading down to the lockers to pick up our gear for Goodwitch's class."

"Yay! You're the best!" Alicia then gave him a big friendly hug, with one foot daintily on her tippie-toes and her other leg bent, the knee facing down and its foot pointing at the ceiling.

Carmine gave himself a long sigh as he gently put his hand on her head. ''This kid's got the chops, alright, but she's annoying sometimes. At least Danica and Duff can do what they can do without Alicia pestering them, starting fights and whatnot.''

As they headed down the lockers, Carmine caught a glance of another couple of students, who were picking up their weapons. The girl had shining silver hair tied in a ponytail, with catlike golden eyes, a pink dress, black jacket, and a red scarf that now held a long sheath. The boy had dark, black hair, and brown eyes, wearing only a run-of the mill grey and white plaid shirt with blue jeans and black sneakers with white soles.

"Carmine? What's wrong?"

"Wha- oh, it's nothing, Alicia." He looked back to see if they noticed them, wary of getting accused of spying. As far as he was concerned, they hadn't. Good. Then he had an idea that could solve all of their problems.

"See that couple over there, Alicia? I have an idea..." 