Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5426254-20150930003410/@comment-13593058-20151011052632

''If it's okay with you, I'd like to use Tana's Semblance in this case. I just remembered her Semblance isn't suppose to be dormant since she can't live without it. I must have copy pasted it in a haste. I hope you don't mind.''

"I'm the only one," Rayne directed her soft voice towards Alicia, "who can hurt Asher with sharp sticks."

Alicia only pouted at her strange comment, why would a team mate want to hurt her own? Her thought was short live though as she suddenly felt the shapes of sharpes knuckles on her right cheek digging themselves into her teeth. She was isntantly sent back flying into Carmine who managed to catch her in the last second.

"Hey!" There wasn't a need for that!" Asher scolded Rayne. "This is a spar, not a war."

"Hurting you is an overused trait I have mostly gotten rid of and hate to be overused by others." she replied with a straight face. Asher only sighed. It wasn't her fault she acted this way, he knew that, but sometimes it he wished that wasn't the case. He looked to his newly bought Scroll to check the battle's status:

CASP

Carmine: 100%

Alicia: 92%

Sable: 70%

Pieter: 82%

HART

Heart: 80%

Asher: 95%

Rayne: 100%

Tana: 62%

"Where's Tana?" Asher asked, worried after seeing her Aura level had dropped significantly.

  "Are you all right?" Carmine asked Alicia who he was holding in his arms protectively. Alicia rubbed her cheek but nodded in response. "Who's bullying you?" he pressed and Alicia responded with a finger pointed to Rayne.

 Beside him, a battle raged on as Heart closed the distance between her and Sable, swinging rythmically with Sable dodging each strike and firing bursts of bullets from his SMGs directly at her. The bullets hit their mark but was expertly dodged or cut but Heart's equally fast reaction time and accuracy.

 "Nice footwork!" Heart cried out, clearly enjoying herself in the fight as a combination of wind and bullets rushed past her hair, "But you can't dodge forever!"

 Heart rushed towards Sable again but instead of swinging her blade again, she dropped to the ground with her hands supporting her and launched her body feet first into him. Sable flinch as he moved his torso backwards as he expected another swipe but instead caught a kick from Heart into his belly, knocking some air out of his lungs, his weapons out of his hands and causing him to land on his back with Heart standing on his chest, blade pointed at his throat.

 Sable: 60%

 "Guns is it?" Heart commented on Sable's weapon of choice, "What was that proverb about bringing a knife to a gunfight? I guess people just needed a sword instead."

 But Heart's victory was short-lived as several bursts of bullets rained on her once again, forcing a quick retreat from Sable's body. Pieter appeared from the grass lands, steadily pulling the trigger of his rifle as Heart concentrated on cutting his bullets from the air.

 "Are you okay, friend?" Pieter asked, always the gentle giant. He kicked Sable's SMGs to him.

 "Never better," Sable replied, coughing as he recovered, "but the bitch has some skill, huh? And fast to boot." He jerked his head with great interest, "My type of girl, got to invite her to one of my parties."

 "I think she'll cut your throat and drink your blood before you even make it to first base with her." Pieter replied, annoyed but still concerned about his friend. He continued his barrage until her noticed a slight flutter of fabric which prompted him to instinctively push Sable and roll away from his intial position. Half a second later, Rayne plummeted from the sky, her scythe pentrating the ground with a great crash of dust. She pulled the weapon back out and whipped the dirt off of it before retreating towards Heart.

"I didn't need your help!" Heart scowled at her teammate who now stood beside her, "I was doing fine!" Rayne turned her head slightly to acknowledge her statement but said nothing in response. However, Heart spat out a personal "Tsk." in mild annoyance but proceeded to produce an erie smile. "You want a competition? Fine, first one to take them out wins."

With that, the two girls rushed into the heat of battle once again.

Carmine watched form sidelines, eyeing Rayne and Heart and their duel with Sable and Pieter. HIs focus  was mostly on Rayne, however as he remembered her likeness to a woman he had met on that night with Vert.

"She looks, kinda familar," Alicia stated, still somewhat taken aback from Rayne's punch, "she doesn't talk much and her outfit's almost the same as my friend... what was her name? Oh, Memories! That's it!"

"Memories? You mean the one in that mission log you sent me? And the one I told you about after eating out with Vert?"

Alicia playfully stuck out her tongue and rubbed her hair and replied, "Well... I haven't seen that woman you saw because I was too busy sleeping after that mission... but if she wore a white coat like that girl over there except with blue lines instead of red... oh and a really pretty white sword! That would be her."

<p style="margin-bottom:1em;">Carmine thought about the relation, certainly Rayne had something to do with this Memories individual. He knows Schiess was a name his mystery woman respond to despite Selena Schiess to be just a rumor amongst students. Sable and Pieter seemed to have contact with the this Schiess character but describe an individual with a completely different skill set. It racked his brain until he was interrupted with a childish scream.

<p style="margin-bottom:1em;">"THAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTT HUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRTT!" a voice bawled from across the arena. Carmine could tell it was traveling fast towards them but was too late to react before a devestating explosion occured in front of him. The dust settled to reveal Alicia had shielded him from the blast withe rher parasol but the kevlar sheets had been ripped by the sharp rocks.

<p style="margin-bottom:1em;">In front of them, a giant battle axe was buried into the ground still steaming from the collision. Attached to the handle, a clearly upset Tana Bunsen was present, eyes red not from rage but from tears.

<p style="margin-bottom:1em;">"Waaaaahhhhahahahhahaahh!" Tana started to cry. The whole stadium a series of cringed and heart broken "Awww"s. A stream of continuous blood streamed from her body, staining her clothes.

<p style="margin-bottom:1em;">"Why aren't her wounds clotting?" Carmine wondered as he observed the rather unapproachable display of immaturity.

<p style="margin-bottom:1em;">"Oh man! Tana!" Asher came rushing in to comfort her. He nelt down to her height with Tana still crying her eyes out and snot dripping from her nose. He took out several napkins from his pockets and started wiping her face gently. "Tana, they're not so bad, just a couple of cuts." He turned his head to Carmine and Alicia with an apologetic smile, "Sorry guys, I think she'll have to be an exception to the no Semblance Rule." Asher then returned to Tana and rubbed her hair before standing up. "Tana's been good at not using her Semblance like you asked but I'm afraid if she doesn't in this case, she'd lose too much blood to function."

<p style="margin-bottom:1em;">With an understanding nod, the crowd was treated to a view into Tana's Semblance. The trickling blood around her body suddenly ignited into flames burning the brightest at her open wounds. A few seconds later a burnt scar mark was left which was quickly erased by the healing mechanism of Aura.

<p style="margin-bottom:1em;">"Now," Asher drew his blade, "A fairer fight I suppose?"