#interaction: zweiflugelig

[peerlessscowl]

There’s going to be a wedding, and you’re invited to play a most crucial role! As tradition would have it, the lovebirds are to spend the eve prior in the same room, together but separated by a tall wooden partition. That’s when the fun begins: the moment the bell tolls midnight, one half of the couple plays the part of the woefully kidnapped, whilst the other must endeavor to rescue them. Will you be the one to keep the beloveds apart for as long as you can, or will you see to it they are brought together in time for the bonding ceremony? [Grants Gauntlet +1] (starter for @zweiflugelig)

If he were a prouder man, he might have found things to blame for his current circumstance: the tight fit of the traditional garb for the wedding party perhaps, the fact that his usual sword had needed to be left behind, or the dizzy feeling of the ceremony itself with incense and drink and low light and – it really was a reach, wasn't it?

No matter what came to mind, it only deepened the scowl on Raven's face, because he knew they were all terrible excuses. The fact of the matter remained that he had been grabbed bodily and hoisted away against his will by unarmed and inexperienced combatants. They weren't even in particular large, except for one of them, but from the hitch in his gait Raven could see even from here that there was something of a knee issue there.

"You're bad at listening, aren't you?" He called again, flexing his wrists once more against the bonds they'd wrapped him with – not painful by any means, nor tight, but the knots were remarkably skillful, to the degree that with every experimental tug they tightened, and he would have needed to be far defter with his fingers to undo them.

"Hm?" The mousy one looked up from his hand of cards, a crooked smile on his face – not malicious, but teasing all the same, as though this were an old joke. "Yeah, yeah, I bet we did."

"Didn't figure guy like you for a smooth talker," the large one said, pulling a card from his hand to put on the table, propping his cheek on his fist to get a better look at Raven. "Guy like you, I definitely would have assumed you'd try to fight your way out by force. I have to respect it."

Raven's cheeks colored. "I'm not – listen – no - " He cut himself off with a sharp exhale through his nose, straightening in a way that he hoped lent him some authority, in spite of the vulnerable position he was in. "I'm not trying to talk my way out, because I shouldn't be here – you grabbed the wrong groom."

"Only one man getting married in that hall today," the mousy one countered with a chirp, slapping down his hand in triumph.

"Yes, and it wasn't me."

"Your ladylove isn't going to like hearing that," the large one replied with a snicker – partly amusement at Raven, but mostly in his own hand, which he laid down to the visible dismay of the mousy one. "Just wait patiently for her, and she'll come fight for your freedom. That's how it goes. You could afford to fight a little harder," he added, a soft chide.

"I'm not - !" A sigh, a muscle in his jaw ticking, glancing around the small room. They couldn't have known that a fight with him was unwise, but when talking proved useless...

He tipped his head forward to rub against the knuckle of his thumb. Waiting hardly seemed better, but if it was what he had to do... He only hoped that didn't make anything retroactively binding.

hostage situation meet cute

[warpaway]

HEY EVERYONE – april makes kind of a landmark for me as it means i've been in the officer academy community for about six months!! i thought it'd be nice to commemorate the occasion with a follow forever!!  i've met so many new people through the officer academy and it's been such a blast returning to tumblr rp and being able to join such a welcoming and lovely community!!

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[crookedorel]

A mock battle would be just the ticket to get the kinks worked out. It had been too long since the last, a vacant and hazy memory of a time in a place that was almost a dream. At least this open plain did not have nearly the same disgusting humidity to make his hair an absolute fright, but whatever remnant of fiends on the field from the prior month stuck to him like a hateful shroud. He attempted to brush the mesmer from himself, to stand tall and proud alongside the leader of the Black Eagles, the future Emperor of the Adrestian Empire.

And, with a sidelong glance, alongside his erstwhile improvisation partner. This was no mere drama, and he knew not what it was that she considered herself most skilled at, but he had said it then and thought it still now - she had a grace and strength about her.

Surely with these companions it would be enough to -

Shez (F)5/5HP critically hits Berkut6/6HP with Wrath Strike! [Roll: 20 + 2 = 22] [1.5*2 (-1 Def) = -4HP) Berkut2/6HP

Ouahgh?!

The swordswoman streaked forward, slipping past Yunaka with a mere taunt - were such romantic endeavors so shameful that they ought be the cause to lose one's focus? - and Berkut steadied his stance, an odd facsimile of the lancer's pose he was used to taking before remembering that here, he wielded magic.

Poorly.

The slice did not merely graze him, nor even could he in good conscience call it a solid blow - the edge of the woman's blade sheared cleanly through the gauntlet he raised to protect his face and throat, and carved a line clean through the forearm.

He grit his teeth, grimaced and tried to laugh it off as a smile.

"I see we have come with all our teeth bared! Well, then let me oblige with a display of my own - !"

Forde 3.5/5HP hits Berkut 2/6HP with Javelin! [Roll: 7] [1.5 (-1 Def) = -2.5HP) Berkut 0/6HP 

The lance soared through the air, carefully coordinated with the swordswoman's strike, and well aimed. If he had been a commander, he would have commended the arm that had thrown it, granted him on the other end the accolades it deserved.

Here, he could only exhaled, a gentle huff of breath as his brow pinched in confusion before the pain began to hit, from one wound then the next, building in fits and spurts with the staggered beating of his heart until he realized that he was on his knees, and cursed himself, the shameful display that he could not even have given.

Berkut is defeated!

Girl I am so sorry for this tacky display please still think I'm cool haha @hresvelged

birdbrains say what? ...wait, what?

boel round 1 battle 12 : black eagles vs golden deer

[peerlessscowl]

The distant strikes that had rocked them came again, and the unrelenting press of enemies forward failed to cease. They were beginning to wear their foes down, with some looking haggard about the edges of their dark cloaks, others the stink of blood smearing the air, but it wasn't enough, and too slow.

In a battle of attrition, the greater numbers would always triumph.

And they began to flow into the classroom, a tangled seep of bodies that one-by-one overwhelmed those he called comrades for the moments - not friends, and hadn't the time to be anything else. He wasn't idle the whole time, pushing against the onslaught, but neither had they been, and with the young man downed, it was yet another person he watched fall.

Was he…trying to reach for him?

It wasn't a question that he had the time to parse, overloaded with too much information as it was. If it had been but a year ago, when he'd been a different man, when his priorities had been different, he might have considered smashing the window, those pretty stained glass panels, and fighting his way out alone. But the look on his comrade's face, the motion towards him, stilled his feet for half a second too long before he, too, felt the press of hands against him.

This place had made him soft after all.

Unit 9 has been defeated!

I am... All of me.

Unit 9

[peerlessscowl]

Well this was a nightmare.

He hadn't thought that he would have spent anymore time within the halls of the school itself, once he'd left, except to collect the odd mission or the bounty upon his return, but upon waking and seeing the smoke in the distance his boots had hit the ground running and hadn't stopped until he'd carved his way through to the thick of it. Neither hide nor hair of those he might have called friends, and those he might have called otherwise, if he'd the chance - until such time came as he and a couple others found their backs to the wall in one of the classrooms.

Odd, how much smaller it seemed now.

The woman, he believed she was a professor from his old House, immediately began the work of fortifying and Raven lent his strength in this, heaving a desk against the open doorway as best they could before the onslaught began.

Surrounded on all sides was not his preferred method of battle.

"Brace!" he called over his shoulder, as the arrows began to fly in.

Unit 5 spends 1 charge of Ranged. Unit 9 loses (1-0.5)HP each.

They weren't even allowed the room to breathe as the walls began to rattle and shake around them from an opponent that he couldn't quite place visuals on.

Unit 9 spends 1 charge of Siege. Unit 9 loses (1-0.5)HP each.

In spite of the jam in the doorway, the position still held as defensible. Although his sword couldn't reach terribly far out, mobility strained by the arch of stone and the cumbersome conditions, the enemy couldn't reach that far in, either.

Unit 8 Attacks Unit 9 (Unit 8 Roll: 18, Unit 9 Roll: 18). Everyone loses (1-0.5HP)

Next! @zweiflugelig or @princeofopenness

I am... All of me.

Unit 9