#interaction: craneswings

[peerlessscowl]

“There you are. My apologies, I required time to recover myself.”

Yuzu searches around a second medical tent and finds who she’s been looking for: the red-haired man who had briefly fought with her during the first round of combat. And brief was correct, as Hilda wasted no time in crashing their preparations with a singular axe blow. Not that Yuzu could be on higher ground, as she was taken out much shortly after. Lady Rhea was the only one to stand extensively against the Deer trio.

But enough of rumination. She did not come in here to admit all of their flaws, rather to make sure that the man was alright.

“Do you have anything that requires slight tending to? Other generous ones have tended to my minor wounds,” Yuzu clarifies. “I…You likely did not see it, but I had to withdraw no more than minutes after you.

“Perhaps you do not care to know a failed warrior's name, but I go by Yuzu. May I at least ask for yours?”

"Ah?" The voice was one he didn't recognize, young and firm and accented, but having enough familiarity to approach him unflinchingly. Glancing up at her slots in only a few of the missing pieces, his eyes landing on the Blue Lion standard before it clicked and he released another, softer, "Ah."

Must have been a teammate of his, then, from before he had been cut down with such extreme prejudice - he could not blame them for it, all things considered.

A surprise, still, that she had come to find him.

"No, I'm...I'm all right. Medics have seen to me." As though in demonstration, he tapped a knuckle to his temple, cocked his head. "I'll be up and about before the day is done."

The girl, it seemed, carried the weight of both of their losses, far more heavily than he was - but wasn't he just the same, the year prior, and the one before that? There was a shade of something serious and intense within her, an ambition that far outstripped her age that made her seem older, and simultaneously younger.

A corner of his mouth rose, only slightly, before he leaned forward. "This isn't war, and you haven't failed. This is training, and I daresay you learned something. Yuzu, you may call me Raven, if you have need to call me."

[peerlessscowl]

The dawn of another battle came much the same as they all did, and Raven found himself affixing the sigil of the Blue Lions to his breast once more – not out of any particular fondness for Faerghus or its prince, but out of a lingering loyalty to a name and a face that had led before. It was odd that he kept coming back to them, time and again, with so little to show for it, but at the end of the day that was how it went, wasn't it?

The gauntlets strapped to his fists were light, but felt odd against his fists – no odder than the magic that he would be attempting to use, not for the first time but for the first time with any intention other than spite.

Across the field stood a handful of faces he was less than familiar with, but his mind peripherally supplied that they were Golden Deer. If he thought about it for a moment he might even remember their names.

He wasn't given a moment.

Hilda 5/5HP auto-crits Raven 5/5HP with Iron Axe. Smash activates! [Roll: 14; -6HP, Raven 0/5HP]

The girl with pink pigtails he knew by reputation alone, because she spread it deliberately – one of laziness, of unaccountability and lackadaisy – but her strike hit true and fierce, despite the fawning she provided to her teammates after the blade of her axe cleaved cleanly through his breastplate and knocked him flat on his back.

He let out a long slow groan, waiting for the stars to subside before rolling to his side, painfully, and getting to his knees to be escorted off the field.

The nap on the med tent cot would be a long one, and well deserved, he thought.

Raven has been defeated!

@archiepiscopus

fuck my frozen chungus life

toa boel 2025 | round 1 battle 1

[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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thank you all for a lovely six months!!  here's to another unspecified time period!!

[sunncutter]

Oh wow, it really seemed like none of them were very good at this game, and getting worse as the night went on. Lyn winced slightly as she watched the other two take their final tumbles, the mercenary not even moving from her spot in the sand.

"Well, might as well go out with with a bang."

She tried, but the drinks made her steps a little woozier, and the sand had shifted, wetted, making odd little divots in the earth that were harder to get a position in. She grunted as she dipped back, but her foot caught on a tiny puddle and she felt herself rolling back just the same as the others.

Lyn rolls 12 0 points

The sound that came out of her was half laugh, half groan - just as disappointed in her failure as she was eager to hop to her feet and walk it off, her concern over the other woman pushing her forward on hands and knees so that she could smile down at Shamir.

"You're not looking so good, let's get you up and get some water, okay?"

Hand on knee to rise, then the other down to tug Shamir up, she grinned at the others. "Good job, everyone!" she called as she tugged Shamir along to find her a comfortable seat.

@deadlyminded

i set the bar low (for limbo)

toaball2025 w/ @sunncutter, @craneswings, & @deadlyminded

[blaiddllodi]

The map was a familiar one, having been used and reused for demonstrations and exercises, both in classroom and field alike, but the question was not so familiar. The ink marking the ridgeline of the valley was faded, but the area it was meant to depict still as clear in his mind as though he had trudged through it only the week before.

"Surely a skilled archer would be able to account for trajectory such as this?" Dimitri frowned, tapping his chin with a finger, glancing at Yuzu. "I cannot claim to be a master marksman myself, as I am usually in the vanguard, however as I understand it wind speed, topography and the like are all things that come second nature to a bow user. I agree with Annette, placing them up high and out of reach of the enemy's melee combatants is ideal, this way they can snipe from on high without the risk of loss."

It was this way in smaller groups, guerrilla forces and militiamen, mercenaries and strike forces. One might have expected him to have more knowledge on the subject of a full platoon, the vast wealth of might that a kingdom could bring to bear, but he had as much experience as any foot soldier, and that included limited numbers.

"I will concede that it is not the same for a mage, they are rather better placed in the fray with someone to protect them," he continued thoughtfully. "I…er, it is difficult for me to keep track and to account for one, if they are at my side, but…for others…"

The chuckle he trailed off with was simultaneously self-conscious and humble, not wanting to brag that he had been trained as a shock troop himself, with little experience in needing a second.

@adheidth

they should invent kahoot for garreg mach

blue lions study session!

[rozyrne]

IN HIS EAGERNESS TO GET HIS MIND OFF THINGS ,⠀✩⠀he latches readily onto yuzu's retelling of her homeland, hanging enthusiastically on every word and its associated images. it's easy to see how she had gotten so serious and so used to the idea of fighting ; her whole life, it sounded like, came from that kind of idea, from what her family did, to spending a lot of time with someone she cared about, and how proud she clearly was about that.

that was one of the first things he'd had to learn about people and how they worked outside of the village——it was pretty common for people to do the same things their parents did, and their brothers and sisters did, and their grandparents did, and so on ; in fact, it was common for them to even want to! and here that was showing up here again. seeing how happy yuzu looked about it, it almost made him want to know what that kind of feeling was like.

but then she comes to a sudden stop, even physically, forcing him to slow too, and even then he still ends up a few steps ahead, blinking back with surprise. "huh?" had he done something to make her feel like that? all he'd been doing was listening. "who said anything about that? come on, you were just getting to the good part."

moving back to her, he just barely resists the urge to take her arm like if she was goldmary or hortensia, clasping both hands behind his back instead and swaying back and forth next to her encouragingly——both to keep talking and to take the last few steps into the makeshift dining hall, from within which clamored the hum of a half-hundred voices all here for lunch just like them. "you and your brother would travel the country, learning new fighting styles and. . . ?"

PYRISCENCE

✩ .　mission⠀RESTORATION⠀∶⠀gauntlets.

[vallitevoice]

Azura had been making her second trip up from Abyss to do some exploring. She had to grit herself for whatever she might meet there. After all, she was supposed to be in hiding. However, curiosity sometimes won out. She had no idea that when she was getting a second chance at life she would be transported to such a bustling academy. Perhaps there was some way she could lend her aid or....

No. Azura reminded herself why she was here. To be alone. To recuperate. To forget. A journey upwards was alright, but she had to be careful not to interact with anyone.

The songstress was passing the gardens when she heard a flurry of activity outside. Ears turned, she watched what was going on from afar. She watched and looked as......people pulled out stuffed animals from crates and began setting up some sort of booth. No, this was too dangerous. Those stuffed creatures were just so cute. 

Maybe if she could just get a little closer. She moved up a bit. Oh, they were even cuter up close Azura craned her head to get a better look when her head collided with another's. 

Ow. She had been sure there was no one around. Looking up, there was a girl in distinctly Hoshidan attire. For a moment, Azura turned pale before she placed a fake smile on her face. She certainly didn't know Hoshido or Nohr.

"Sorry," Azura said. "I just wanted to see the stuffed animals." She'd take her leave now.  @craneswings

echo of my past

[forge a bear]

[blaiddllodi]

Oh no. There couldn't have been a singular question that he was less qualified to answer, and Dimitri was certain that his face showed it – reading the menu was one thing, and parsing which item was meant to be composed of what ingredients when translated from the vernacular the café was imposing upon them all. He had even tried the selection, as instructed, for exactly a situation such as this.

"A-ah...well..." It was possible they covered this during the brief training – and Dimitri had been attentive, he had! However, there were moments wherein he had despaired so greatly that he might, perhaps, have glossed over things such as…well, his greatest weakness, wasn't it? Hand in hand with his greatest strength.

He had no idea what any of these items were - Nyan-tiful Harvest could potentially have been a fruit bowl, if the etching was accurate, and Kitten's Whisk-ers was…blast - !

He cleared his throat, smile tight, and he cocked his head in the way that he saw some of the others on the floor doing it. "Well, I suppose - er, that is, the most popular items are - " He checked a note in his ticket book; "the Meow-carons and Hot Choco-nya-te with, ahem. With whipped cream."

He knew the Goddess was not merciful in that she didn't strike him down in battle, and made him stand tall and proud here, instead.

is this better or worse than seeing your classmate in a costco

mission task: anniversary (any+1)

[sunncutter]

Oof.

Where the other two had performed better in the first round, it seemed that hitting the sand even those times had blown the winds out of their sails and both had found another slam onto the beach - Lyn, meanwhile, felt that she had the gist of it now, and bounded forward eagerly for her turn, clapping again as she hopped from foot to foot to hype herself up.

"All right, here goes - !"

It was lower this time, but she didn't let that affect her. Eyes narrowed and she arced her back, envisioning the threat of the pole rather as an opponent to be avoided, and finding that she slid easily underneath.

Lyn rolls: 16, 1 point for Round 2.

"Yes! And then again!"

But she must have let it get to her head, for she swiveled - possibly too fast, possibly off balance - and found once more that she was staring up at the night sky, legs splayed out before her.

A laugh, kipping back up, shaking the sand out of her braid as she jogged back over to the drinks, taking another shot, shaking her head. "Could do better."

@deadlyminded

i set the bar low (for limbo)

toaball2025 w/ @sunncutter, @craneswings, & @deadlyminded

[sunncutter]

"That's all?" Seemed simple enough indeed! The two ladies that had gone ahead showed how it was meant to be done - and what wasn't mean to be done, licking the salt from their wounds afterwards. The younger of them winced at the liquor, and Lyn couldn't help but be sympathetic - she was sure it was difficult to tell exactly what stung worse: the fall, the blow to her pride, or the burn as failure slid down her throat.

"All right, here we go." She rubbed her hands on her thighs for a moment, to warm herself up, noticing quite early on as she made to move that this was exactly the wrong garb for something like this. While it flowed and swayed prettily with her movements, it was not exactly made for broad bends and wide range of motion.

Lyn rolls: 6, 0 points for round 1

Which was to say, her back met the sand quickly as well, her heel digging too deeply into the sand to compensate for the stance that she could not take.

Where something of a higher stake might have frustrated her, Lyn simply laughed, the sound shooting upward from her chest with the force of her fall, and her eyes remained sparkling as she rolled back onto her feet and jogged to take her punishment shot.

It burned, and she winced, but clapped her hands together brusquely and punched a fist to the sky. "Next one will be better!"

Next! @deadlyminded

i set the bar low (for limbo)

toaball2025 w/ @sunncutter, @craneswings, & @deadlyminded

[sunncutter]

Now this seemed more like it. They hadn't had these sorts of games at Lycian galas, not quite the physical kind at least - those were reserved for tourney. But even though they hadn't had exactly this out on the plains, Lyn could parse quickly enough what was expected, and looked forward to it. It wasn't dancing, and it wasn't navigating small talk - and she direly wanted to move about.

"If it's a challenge, then I'll happily meet it." The young one seemed hesitant, and the man dour - not to say of course that they would not find themselves capable, but there was a vibrant spirit missing. Lyn unclipped the shawl about her shoulders and slipped off the dress shoes, grinning broadly as she approached. "Whatever you throw at me, I'll meet it."

She wasn't what one might consider a drinker, but she had had the occasional flute of champagne in Caelin, and sips of things far rougher on the plains. If that was all the danger that faced them, she wasn't afraid.

"What terms do you propose?" she asked, hands on hips.

@heavy-draw @craneswings @deadlyminded

i set the bar low (for limbo)

toaball2025 w/ @sunncutter, @craneswings, & @deadlyminded

[blaiddllodi]

If he just stuck to the script, he'd be fine.

As far as fundraising and charitable work, Dimitri supposed that there were worse approaches, although if you'd asked him which approaches those might be, he might have come up short.

To his credit, he did not flush overly much at the uniform, as it had been presented to him - he had done his personal griping in a more private manner, directly to the face of the professor that had handed him the assignment, biting his cheek at the amused smirk they had given him along with the cat ears.

With a sigh, he adjusted them, and reassured himself that in the end, it would presumably be going toward a good cause - perhaps he might be able to argue for rations for settlements in the taiga, or some fraught towns along the Alliance border.

They even matched his hair. He tried not to let the miserable thought drag him down as he was informed that his bid had been purchased, and that it was showtime.

Placing the empty water glass on the table - an unfortunate click against the table, the delicate skills of servitude unnatural to him - and the small bowl which contained the hot towelette, Dimitri stood to his full height, cleared his throat, and ignored the growing heat in his face.

"Um! Please, order whenever you are ready, and I will…" Another clear of his throat, not as surreptitious as he would like; "And I will… I will deliver it nyan-to you!"

The words, when they finally came out, were rather louder than anticipated, perhaps backed by the force with which he had needed to use to expel them.

is this better or worse than seeing your classmate in a costco

mission task: anniversary (any+1)

[rozyrne]

COMING BACK TO THE WHOLE THING⠀✩⠀about the last month. . . was there anything else he wanted to know? "i mean, yeah. everything. i don't even know where to start. . . " maybe that sounded strange to someone who'd been through it themselves, like he wasn't even there but he was so worried about it as if he had some right to be more bent up than the people who'd actually got hurt and suffered. "i guess it's just——hard to imagine, you know? the academy getting attacked out of nowhere like that."

he doesn't want to say it, because if there's anything growing up back home had taught him, it was that words definitely had power. but what was stopping it from happening again? today, tomorrow? it's not like anyone'd seen it coming the first time, it sounds like.

"and then, i dunno, it all happened in a month. and i was gone and when i came back, it's like nothing happened because everyone's still here but it's also like everything's totally different now and i didn't even——i don't know. maybe i'm just overthinking it."

doe eyes toss an apologetic look yuzu's way as they clean up the last of the dirt and empty fertilizer bags and make their way out of the greenhouse with the morning's chore list completed. even though he knows he needs to eat, there isn't even a bit of hunger.⠀(⠀and again, why was he so worried?⠀)⠀"sorry. i know i shouldn't be freaking out. i wasn't even there, and i know i'm lucky for that." maybe if they talked about something else instead, something other than wars. he'd gone on about elusia earlier, which. . . oh, that's right. yuzu was telling that story about her brother or something, which'd made him curious.

"why don't you tell me about yourself, yuzu? where you came from, or how you grew up. stuff like that."

PYRISCENCE

✩ .　mission⠀RESTORATION⠀∶⠀gauntlets.