Fire Force (Closed)

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Allowed Users

  1. [Allowed] NorthernWolves
  2. [Allowed] Yoruneko
  3. [Allowed] GuardianAngel
  4. [Allowed] -Rika
  5. [Allowed] Himidere


[center [h3 Setting]]

[center [youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLvm8-VMRDk]]

[center [b At an unspecified point in the future, world sea levels have risen and the world is in a shambles. The rising sea levels have been carving up continents and causing the disappearance of many countries. Japan is now much smaller with people gathered within the small Tokyo Empire where the Holy Sol Temple and Haijma Industries have developed the Amaterasu, perpetual thermal energy plant. In the year 198 of the Solar Era in Tokyo, special fire brigades called the Fire Force fight increasing incidents of spontaneous human combustion where humans beings are turned into living infernos called "Infernals". While the Infernals are first-generation cases of spontaneous human combustion, later generations possess pyrokinesis while retaining human form. The Fire Force was formed by combining people with these powers from the Holy Sol Temple, The Tokyo Armed Forces and the Fire Defense Agency. Though the equipment is funded and made by the company known as Haijima.]]


[center [h3 Plot]]

[center [pic https://img1.ak.crunchyroll.com/i/spire3/b8dfce5cdbfd958e2b35c7a4054f55511545790836_full.jpg]]

[center [b The Fire Force is made to combat the threat of the "Generation" a total of eight companies exist in Tokyo. This is the story of the men and women in Company eight. One day these companies hope to reach the answer to what causes the infernals.]]


[center [h3 Roles]]

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[center [b These are the roles/ranks of those in each company. Though I plan to start with six characters. I may add more later? We shall see how it goes.]]

[center [i Captain: There will only be one captain. This person will be the oldest and most experienced of the team. Leading the company into Fire Fights.]]

[center [i Lieutenant: The second in command of the team.]]

[center [i Sister/Priest: This person is important in giving the Infernal their last rites otherwise they might not be able to find peace in the afterlife. These men and women also usually spend time learning in the medical field to look after the team.]]

[center [i First Class Fire Soldier: A first-rate fire soldier with plenty of combat experience and training.]]

[center [i Second Class Fire Soldier: A second rate fire soldier who still has plenty left to learn about the job. Usually in their young years.]]

[center [i Engineer: These men and women repair and maintain equipment given to the company understanding the ins and outs of how to use said equipment as well.]]

[center [i Scientist: These men and women research the bodies of the fallen Infernals helping classify every infernal. They are not a one size fits all after all. These women and men are the hope for the greater goal of the Fire Force. To find out where the source is coming from.]]


[center [h3 Pyrokinesis]]

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[center [b Important terms used for those with and without Ignition ability. Also, the differing ways in which it could be used.]]

[center [b Unpowered: Those lacking any sort of Ignition.]]

[center [i Second Generation: Those who can train to push and manipulate already existing flames. They cannot create flames without using some sort of starter. A match for example.]]

[center [b Known Second Generation Abilities]]

[center [i 1: "Living Flame" Shifting existing flames to create small seemingly sentient flames to use as familiars.]]

[center [i 2: "Flaming Bullet" Allows the user to control the gunpowder inside bullets, making the impact they make stronger or weaker, depending on the situation. The user can use this ability to make their bullets non-lethal. With "Trajectory Control", one can change the trajectory of their bullets, which allows them to shoot their targets at any given angle and from longer distances, and with "Bullet Speed Control" they can accelerate said bullets, leaving behind a trail of fire. With "Ricochet Control", one can force their bullets to rebound, bounce or skip off a surface, increasing their velocity.]]

[center [b Third Generation: Those of the newest generation, these individuals can create flames from thin air. While also being more resistant to flames than most though not completely immune to flames.]]


[center [b Known Third Generation Abilities]]

[center [i 1: Propel: Using flames under the feet and hands to zoom and fly around the battlefield.]]

[center [i 2: Plasma: A rare ability heating an area to create a plasma weapon that appears more akin to electricity. This fire is more difficult to be manipulated even by second generation users.]]

[center [i 3: Cloak: Cloaking the user in a sea of flames used to increase speed and strength however this can a very dangerous technique to use. Lesser cloaks are usually used to avoid any serious injuries.]]

[center [i I'm open to the idea of creating new ways or powers that the ignition users can use. As long you discuss it with me first.]]

[center [h3 Company Eight's Equipment]]

[center [b Members of the Special Fire wear bunker gear, which is shared by all individual brigades. Fire Soldiers from Tokyo tend to wear black helmets on their heads, with the letters "FIRE SOLDIER # TOKYO", which was later changed to "FIRE FORCE # TOKYO" . They also wear large jackets, with bright neon-blue stripes across the arms and stomach-area, and a collar directing outwards. Their jackets have buttons in shape of a cross. On several occasions, members of their respective brigades were seen wearing orange jumpsuits, when off-duty, with the same cross-shaped symbol on their backs.]]

[center [b The uniform also consists of gloves and a neck protector. The Fire Soldiers wear striped trousers, black-colored shirts, buckled at the waist with a belt, and black boots. On the left upper-arm of their jackets, a number patch with the insignia of the brigade is present. The uniforms, however, are allowed to be customized, for example exposing the feet of a third generation to use a propel ignition ability..]]

[center [b Seven-Style Fire Fighting Battle Axe is a weapon made by Haijima Industries, that is used by members of the Special Fire Brigades. When its trigger is pulled, the ax allows its user to fire sacred spikes from the firing hammer, which is located in the front of the weapon. The battleax also has a safety switch installed.]]

[center [b Core Annihilating Pile Bunker is a weapon made by Haijima Industries, that is used by members of the Fire Force. It is composed of a pneumatic or hydraulic piston, connected to a spiked shaft and recoil springs. When equipped to the user's hand, it can be used to impale an Infernal's core. This equipment is rather heavy and difficult to use without proper physical training.]]


[center [b Flame Resistant Shield: A massive shield used to protect the user and their team. Requiring top physical form however to be able to be used. The shield can withstand extreme flames and physical attacks.]]

[center [b Flame Resistant Helmet: An additionally heavy helmet used for even further protection. Though not required equipment to wear due to its weight. It's extremely flame resistant and even useful against many physical attacks.]]

[center [b Special Fire Extinguishing Bullet, which allows to subdue and slow down an Infernal's movements. However, the firearms required to use such bullets are rather heavy. The bullets aren't overly plentiful.]]

[center [b I'm open to new idea's for equipment as long as you discuss it with me first. ]]

[center [h3 Skeletons]]

[center [b I have six different sheets to be filled out. You're given free roam on your character's background and personality. These sheets are more so the six kinds of characters I'm looking for. Captain etc, and also to set limitations/rules for each character sheet. As to prevent any form of god-modding and such.]]

[center [b Captain's Sheet]]

[center [i Name: Prefer the captain to be born in Tokyo but he can be any nationality.]]

[center [i Pic: I'll be really picky when it comes to pictures overall. If I don't like the picture I may ask you to make some small changes. ]]

[center [i Gender: Male or Female]]

[center [i Age: 30-40]]

[center [i Height: Up to you ]]

[center [i Weight: Up to you ]]

[center [i Abilities: Unpowered: Can't use an ignition ability however trains like crazy and unlike their comrades? They can carry over 30 Kilos of gear on top of the bunker gear. While still moving and fighting carrying said weapons and equipment. Being easily the physically strongest and most experienced on the team. What equipment and fighting style they'll use? Is completely up to you. You are probably the most talented at using every weapon to so keep that in mind!]]

[center [i Role(s): Captain (obviously) as for the second role? You can choose between Engineer or Scientist.]]

[center [i Personality:]]

[center [i Background:]]


[center [b Lieutenant's Sheet]]

[center [i Name: ]]

[center [i Pic: I'll be really picky when it comes to pictures overall. If I don't like the picture I may ask you to make some small changes. ]]

[center [i Gender: Male or Female]]

[center [i Age: 24-30]]

[center [i Height: Up to you]]

[center [i Weight: Up to you]]

[center [i Abilities: Second Generation User: (Up to you which variation of second-generation abilities they use. As well as being fairly good at using the equipment they help maintain.]]

[center [i Role(s): Lieutenant and Engineer.]]

[center [i Personality:]]

[center [i Background:]]

[center [b Sister's/Priest Sheet]]

[center [i Name: ]]

[center [i Pic: I'll be really picky when it comes to pictures overall. If I don't like the picture I may ask you to make some small changes. ]]

[center [i Gender: Male or Female]]

[center [i Age: 18-26]]

[center [i Height: Up to you ]]

[center [i Weight: Up to you]]

[center [i Abilities: Nonpowered, wearing lighter equipment than the rest of the team. Only these people can say the last rites for the Infernal. They are also experts in the medical field. ]]

[center [i Role(s): Sister/Priest and as for the second role? You may choose between the three. Second Class Fire Soldier, Scientist, Engineer.]]

[center [i Personality:]]

[center [i Background:]]

[center [b First Class Fire Soldier's Sheet]]

[center [i Name: ]]

[center [i Pic: I'll be really picky when it comes to pictures overall. If I don't like the picture I may ask you to make some small changes. ]]

[center [i Gender: Male or Female]]

[center [i Age: 19-24]]

[center [i Height: Up to you ]]

[center [i Weight: Up to you]]

[center [i Abilities: Second Generation User and on top of that this individual is ex-military. Making them an extremely dangerous fighter.]]

[center [i Role(s): First Class Fire Soldier]]

[center [i Personality:]]

[center [i Background:]]

[center [b Second Class Fire Soldier's Sheet]]

[center [i Name: ]]

[center [i Pic: I'll be really picky when it comes to pictures overall. If I don't like the picture I may ask you to make some small changes. ]]

[center [i Gender: Male or Female]]

[center [i Age: 17-19]]

[center [i Height: Up to you ]]

[center [i Weight: Up to you]]

[center [i Abilities: Third Generation User: Up to you which variation of Ignition you will use.]]

[center [i Role(s): Second Class Fire Soldier]]

[center [i Personality:]]

[center [i Background:]]

[center [b Second Class Fire Soldier's Sheet ]]

[center [i Name: ]]

[center [i Pic: I'll be really picky when it comes to pictures overall. If I don't like the picture I may ask you to make some small changes. ]]

[center [i Gender: Male or Female]]

[center [i Age: 17-19]]

[center [i Height: Up to you ]]

[center [i Weight: Up to you]]

[center [i Abilities: Third Generation User: Up to you which variation of Ignition you will use.]]

[center [i Role(s): Second Class Fire Soldier]]

[center [i Personality:]]

[center [i Background:]]

[center [b Though I don't care what gender each role is. I do want about roughly even of the two genders. It doesn't need to be split down in the middle three males and three females. However, I would like at least two of either gender.]]

[center [h3 Current Cast]]

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[center [i Name: Daichi Takakai]]

[center [i Pic: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4d/61/f7/4d61f7d723ce71f0e379832e7b5bf21c.jpg]]


[center [i Gender: Male]]


[center [i Age: 34]]


[center [i Height: 198.12 cm (6'6")]]


[center [i Weight: 127.06 kg ]]


[center [i Abilities: Unpowered: Incredibly fit, with tons of expertise and training in several weapons.]]


[center [i Role(s): Captain, Engineer]]


[center [i Personality: Daichi is a strong stalwart man. Always putting himself on the front line to protect his subordinates. That isn't to say he doesn't have faith in his company. He'd trust any of them with his life. He appears light hearted and reckless however beyond his smile is a seasoned Fire Force soldier. He doesn't believe in leaving behind anyone on the Fire Force. Despite being an Indomitable leader he relies plenty on his Lieutenant to keep up with paperwork and other busy work such as maintaining the equipment around. Resulting in the Lieutenant surpassing the captain in terms of engineering. That being said the captain is known for performing well under fire. ]]


[center [i Background: Daichi grew up in Tokyo and trained and studied plenty to become a Fire Soldier. He's the latest captain of the Fire Force He's been a Fire Soldier since seventeen however. He's been in service almost since the birth of the Fire Force. He's also the only soldier recruited to captain without having any Ignition abilities.]]

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[center Name: Mari Hayes]

[center Pic: http://i.imgur.com/QJJvSmf.jpg]

[center Gender: Female]

[center Age: 26]

[center Height: 175.5 cm (5'9")]

[center Weight: 62.25 kg ]

[center Abilities: Second Generation User: Living Flame. Highly skilled and experienced engineer.]

[center Role(s): Lieutenant and Engineer.]

[center Personality:
Mari's an avid believer of work hard, play hard. As long as the job gets done the way it needs to and respect isn't discarded, everyone can feel free to relax, joke around, and have fun. She won't expect her team to do anything she wouldn't do herself. Striving to be an example, she's always looking to better herself, skill-sets, and ways to help the team. She can get carried away with that by tinkering with the equipment and practicing abilities, but will eventually allow herself to get to a stopping point. After a day of hard work, she loves to decompress. Same applies with her team. After a good success, she'd take them somewhere to treat them as long as she got the okay from the captain. 'Drinks on me!' . Overall, she can be real chill and wants to have fun, but the job is the job. Once she's on-duty, that takes priority, but she always looks out for her team.]

[center Background:
Born & raised in Tokyo, but mixed nationality . When Mari was little, she loved making various contraptions; whether they were toys, tools to get into things around the house , props/traps to prank someone, etc. Her older cousin was a director of one of the development departments and used to take her with as a kid. This gave her an opportunity to enhance, direct, and refine those skills under the company's guidance. She ended up doing an internship when she was 13 and working there from 15-19. At that point, she wanted to do more than just develop equipment she would never truly be able to test out and utilize, so she joined the Fire Force. Since then, she's gained a lot of combat experience and still does some contracted work here and there for extra funds and resources. Her drive has allowed her to become a lieutenant of one of the teams and a vital leader among the Fire Force's engineers.]

[center [pic https://i.pinimg.com/736x/08/51/2f/08512fd1e1b476d6a687cd25e749b4cf--cool-anime-guys-anime-boys.jpg]]

[center Name: Alfred Greaves]


[center Pic: https://i.pinimg.com/736x/08/51/2f/08512fd1e1b476d6a687cd25e749b4cf--cool-anime-guys-anime-boys.jpg]


[center Gender: Male]


[center Age: 24]


[center Height: 6' 0"]


[center Weight: 215 lbs]


[center Abilities: Second Generation User and on top of that this individual is ex-military. Making them an extremely dangerous fighter.]

[center Second Gen Ability: Ability: "Flaming Bullet" Allows the user to control the gunpowder inside bullets, making the impact they make stronger or weaker, depending on the situation. The user can use this ability to make their bullets non-lethal. With "Trajectory Control", one can change the trajectory of their bullets, which allows them to shoot their targets at any given angle and from longer distances, and with "Bullet Speed Control" they can accelerate said bullets, leaving behind a trail of fire. With "Ricochet Control", one can force their bullets to rebound, bounce or skip off a surface, increasing their velocity.]


[center Role(s): First Class Fire Soldier]


[center Personality: When you first get to know Alfred, he seems like a bit of a muscle-headed jack ass. At least, that's what his appearance would tell you. A tempered and disciplined soldier, he has no qualms with taking the life of an Infernal. He may even relish the bloodshed. But at the end of the day, he fights to protect that which is most important to him. Just don't let his love of fire dissuade you. When not on a mission, or training, he enjoys snacking on tea and crumpets with his "familiar", Fuzzball.]


[center Background: Born and raised in Her Majesty's United Empire , Alfred joined up with the Royal Commandos as soon as he was old enough. Why? Because he wanted to fight back the terror that was plaguing the borders. Learning how to kill, when to kill, and, by extension, how to protect his Homelands, was just part of the job. Terrorists, looters, they were nothing compared to these "Infernals". Realizing he and his homeland were under equipped, and not trained on how to take these new threats down, he set his eyes on this "Fire Force" he had heard of in Japan for new equipment and training. With nobody but Fuzzball by his side, he set off to join the Fire Force, to train and fight against this new enemy. Now, as a 1st Class Fire Soldier, he wants to know what makes these Infernals appear, and what makes them tick.]


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[b Name:] [b [#ff9900 Alica Bell]]


[b Pic:] [#ff9900 [b http://i63.tinypic.com/6o3fbd.png]]


[b Gender:] [b [#ff9900 Female]]


[b Age:] [b [#ff9900 28]]


[b Height:] [#ff9900 [b 1.67 meters] (5’5”)]


[b Weight:] [#ff9900 [b 72.6 kilograms] ]


[b Abilities:] [#ff9900 Aside from being able to perform the [b Last Rites of an Infernal], Alica doesn’t have any special abilities aside from being a [b first rate medic] and a [b useful Scientist]. ]


[b Role(s):] [#ff9900 Her primary role is a [b Sister/Priest]. Her secondary role, while not as good as her first she’s still damn good at, is being an [b Scientist].]


[b Personality:]
[b * [#ff9900 Humourless]] [b —] [#ff9900 The inability to find humour in things, and most certainly in themselves]
[b * [#ff9900 Stubborn]] [b —] [#ff9900 Unreasonably, often unyielding; bull-headed: Determined; resolute]
[b * [#ff9900 Apologetic]] [b —] [#ff9900 Apologizes all the time, even when not at fault]
[b * [#ff9900 Blunt]] [b —] [#ff9900 Characterized by directness in manner or speech; without subtlety or evasion]
[b * [#ff9900 Fortitudinous]] [b —] [#ff9900 The courage to stand up for what is right, even in the face of pressure]
[b * [#ff9900 Patient]] [b —] [#ff9900 Remaining calm and not becoming annoyed when dealing with problems or difficult people]
[b * [#ff9900 Philosophical]] [b —] [#ff9900 Showing a calm attitude toward disappointments or difficulties]

[b Background:] [#ff9900 First things first, she ain’t from [b Tokyo]. Hell, she wasn’t even from [-b Japan]. Alica’s country of birth was the [b United god damn States of fucking America]. One thing to understand about her, which was her love of playing [b support roles] in video games: specifically [b repairing], whether it was repairing damage to people or inanimate objects. And based on her video game playing preferences Alica decided to make a career out of fixing people. It took a few years, but through stubborn determination she was a [b doctor]. Working in America became a bore, but events in a certain country, [b Japan] to be specific, perked her adventurous curiosity.]

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[center Name: Darcia Lovell


Pic: https://sun1-23.userapi.com/c846522/v846522683/1abde4/0rvfhsg8ss8.jpg?ava=1


Gender: Female


Age: 19


Height: 5’5


Weight: 125 lbs


Abilities: Third Generation User: Cloak


Role(s): Second Class Fire Soldier


Personality: Friendly towards most people. Willing to help. Sometimes she seems like she seems full of herself. Really she’s not though. She always thinks that everyone else is better and that she’s only in the way. She never voices this to anyone though. She constantly thinks she needs to prove herself so she will push her limits. She isn't afraid of putting herself in harms way.


Background: She was born and raised in France.]

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[font david [#89add2 [size10 Name: Yumi Adachi


Pic: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/5b/44/45/5b4445bda6033030406a6e2230a790fe.jpg


Gender: Female


Age: 19


Height: 5,2


Weight: 121 lb


Abilities: Third Generation User: Propel:


Role(s): Second Class Fire Soldier


Personality: Mild tempered with unusual taste and preferences. She's lost many friends due to her blunt honesty. She may be soft-spoken and even monotone but she's got a sarcastic sense of humor if given the opportunity. She can be surprisingly flirtatious as well although with her intense ice-cold stare it's hard to tell. She's cool calm and collected on the outside but underneath? Who know's what that girl is thinking.


Background: Yumi's has mostly lived the lifestyle of a NEET. She did graduate high school but she never really wanted to just stay home and play her Otome games. She's never exactly been social but when her unique and extraordinary powers were discovered. Due to certain circumstances back at home, she was forced to apply for the Fire Force. She had always been very reliant on her powers and has shown great prowess.]]]


[center [h3 Rules]]

[center [i 1: No Drama, at least outside of the roleplay. Inside is fair game of course.]]

[center [i 2: Site Rules Apply ]]

[center [i 3: Only control other people's characters once you've PM'd them and asked]]

[center [i 4: No posting order, that being said wait for at least two others to post first before posting again.]]

[center [i 5: I hold the right to change any rules if the need arises.]]

[center [i 6: Not a strict rule but I ask you to post at least once a week. However, if you can't just let me know and we can wait on you.]]

[center [i 7: I don't mind short post just no one-liners!!]]

[center [i 8: If you wanna join send me a PM with the title "Fire Force" to let me know you have indeed read the rules.]]

[center [i 9: I don't mind romance, hell even if you want a quickly formed romance go for it. I only ask that the romance doesn't consume the main plot. That being said certain moral challenges like choosing to save a lover? Or doing your job and saving a citizen? That could be lots of fun. It can be apart of the plot! Just not the ENTIRE plot.]]

[center [i 10: No more than two characters per person! However, you aren't required to play two characters!]]

[center [i 11: Due to a question I was asked I wanna clarify. Anime or Illustrated pictures only. ]]

[center [i 12: Just in case I wasn't clear for Ignition users? I want you to only use one of the variation techniques along with whatever your generation is capable of. So when you send in a skelly I may ask what type of Ignition they use. Like "Living Flame" or "Flame Bullet" I don't want your character to be able to use all the known abilities that generation. We can also work together to create a new technique or form of that power if you wish! As for those using equipment based fighting styles. You are free to use multiple weapons and change up gear on the job. Depending on your role may affect how effective you are at using said armory. Course you can always improve as the Roleplay goes along!]]

[center [i 13: Just have fun! It's a laid back semi-lit group roleplay so just enjoy it!]]

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[google-font http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Kaushan+Script:400,700&display=swap&subset=latin-ext] So, instead of Alica and Alfred showing up first, it was Daichi and the new recruits. She understood why Alica would be late… Mari still felt bad that the whole thing came to knocking her out. Though Alica was coming from a good place and was only trying to do her job well, Mari knew her limits. Yes, her arm still burned, but it was possible to ignore for a while. They were both very stubborn, so that was the only thing she could think of to end the doctor's visit early. Though that still didn't make it right...

When Daichi brought the recruits up, Mari had just finished making herself a Malibu Sunset. She was feeling tropical today. That wasn't for any reason in particular, but that was just what her taste buds were feeling. She made it with pineapple-orange juice, Malibu coconut rum, and grenadine. Lifting the glass up to her lips, she took a sip of her masterpiece. It was just what she needed. The fireworks had just gone off and the sparks went down as planned. With her glass still in her hand, she lifted it up a bit higher towards the recruits as a greeting from afar.

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From the looks on their faces, they enjoyed it. That meant a lot, even more so due to the cost paid to finish in time… Hopefully Alica would wake up soon… She should… Mari took another gulp of her drink. Alfred had just arrived, so she was the only one missing out… Maybe she shouldn't have used a taser… Today was the wrong day to try that out. Oh well, it was too late to regret it now. She'll apologize again after the party.

As Alfred spoke to the recruits, Daichi walked over to the bar asking where Alica was… Wasn't that lovely? Inevitable at this point, but lovely, right? Mari whispered back, [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "She was resting in her office last time I saw her. If she isn't up here soon, I'll go check on her."]]] That wasn't the whole truth, but sleeping was being in a semi or fully unconscious state and she was unconscious… Plus, she did wanna make sure Alica was alright.

After hearing her answer, Daichi wasted no time to go back to the recruits and inform them of their living arrangement. Yumi's reaction was puzzling… She and Darcia seemed to get along so far, so the two of them sharing a room shouldn't make her freeze like that, with her head down and everything. She would have gone over there, but it was already a crowd and Darcia was trying to calm her down. Shortly after that played out, Alfred came to the bar.

After catching the bag he passed to her, [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Welcome to the party."]]] Although she was really tempted to make him a mojito, she knew Alfred loved a good hard black tea. After making the latter with rum, she slid a glass over to him. Mari opened the bag to find his special crumpets. [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Good trade. Here's another glass,"]]] having another one stop in front of him shortly followed by a smaller glass of goat's milk. [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Hey, Fuzzball. You know you get a drink too."]]] She then directed her eyes at the milk and back at Fuzzball. Although he still enjoyed it, unlike cow's milk, goat's milk was very good for a cat's health.

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Darcia joined them next and shared how the party felt welcoming. Smiling, [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Thank you. I'm so glad to hear that, Darcia. If you ever feel differently, let me know. Home should always feel welcoming."]]] Mari shoveled a small scoop of ice into a glass and poured cranberry juice into it. Once it settled, she slowly poured pineapple juice down the side of the glass. Once the juice settled, the layered drink looked like a vibrant sunrise. Yet, the drink wasn't finished. She topped it off with a little bit of water to soften the look without losing any flavor. Finally, she varnished the lip of the glass with an orange and lemon slice, skewered a cherry with a toothpick umbrella, and skewered it into the top of the orange slice. Satisfied, Mari added a straw and passed the drink to Darcia, [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "I'll make a more fun one when you're legal."]]]

[Pic http://i.imgur.com/r1qZTYR.jpg]

And Alica finally arrived. She didn't look present. Her eyes didn't really fix on anything, placing her more in her head than the party. Without saying anything, Alica went behind the bar, grabbed a beer, and then took a seat in front of the counter. Normally, Mari would make a comment, but guilt had her quiet. She did eventually greet Alfred and her. However, as Alica constantly messed with her neck, Mari felt worse. She decided to make her a Blue Margarita as part of her apology. At only 23%, the alcohol content wasn't too high. So, it shouldn't give her a headache or anything… Alica would know better. It still wasn't the lightest drink either… Hopefully, she'd like it.

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Mari felt relieved when Alica smiled over her drink. Hushed enough to not alert Alfred, Mari whispered, [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Hey Alica. We can talk more about what happened later, but I'm sorry. Are you okay? Do you want some ice?"]]]

After finishing things up for the time being, Mari called out to the other two that weren't at the bar and fixed two more drinks. Of course, Yumi's was made virgin.[#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Hey Daichi, I have a Rum Runner here with your name on it. Yumi, here's a Strawberry Daiquiri."]]]

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  Mari Hayes / Yoruneko / 61d 5h 16m 41s
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Alica could not tell whether her wanderings were reality or merely imbedded into a high-quality dream. Even the silence which felt alive now decayed into a corpse. The footsteps radiated outwards, slowly quieting into nothingness with not even the barest echo as a return. The breaths felt off, just enough for considering chilly but not enough for it to actually be chilly. As for the eyes, they saw everything the way 20/20 vision eyes should see. But it seemed much more smooth, as if someone had turned the frames per second up a few notches.

Returning back to her scientific nest, Alica deposited the folded blanket with pillow into one of the lab corners which never was utilized except for temporary stuff dumping. Meandering over to the small food fridge, one never mixed food with science, Alica opened it. Aside from the cold air that flew out, it seemed two big containers held most of the space for ransom. Both of them were taped up with red numbers and dashes written on top; closer inspection revealed the date being the current one. Alica scratched her head, at a loss as to why she wasted money on two humongous sushi platters for some random yet specific date.

But then it all somehow made sense. Dead silence, no one around, an odd noise coming from upstairs, and food marked for today; today was that welcoming party for the new recruits! And she’d almost forgot about it.

Her hair required a brush-up while the current pieces of clothing were definitely not good enough for a party; both were easy fixes. Five minutes later with smooth, raven black hair draping backwards over a black t-shirt with a green snake design tucked into dark blue jeans with a brown leather belt, and a pair of respectable black sneakers, Alica walked out the door with the two dated sushi containers.

Alica strolled into the decked out party room as if she weren’t obviously late. Spotting the set up bar she walked over to join Mari and Alfred. After placing the platters and discarding the tape off of them, Alica glanced at the bar selection. Mari was behind the bar, and something in her head was whispering not to trust Mari. It was mostly this whispering which led to Alica walking behind the bar and past Mari, running her right hand along the various beer bottles, selecting a random bottle of beer, walk back to the front of the bar, and sit down popping open the beer to casually sip from the bottle.

Every now and then Alica scratched the slightly reddened spot on her neck. She thought she could feel two indents spaced evenly on her neck, along with a slight sore which made turning the head just a wee bit difficult.

Alica shook her head. There was a party going on right now, she could think about what had possibly occurred for her to black out later. Who wanted to see an overly moody person lost in their thoughts after a successful mission in the middle of a cheery party? No on.

Turning her head to greet Mari and Alfred, Alica noticed Mari sliding a glass with blue liquid direction. Even though the voice still whispered not to trust, it would still be rude to not accept a drink. Picking up the glass, Alica raised it in Mari’s direction before sipping the blue, somewhat salty alcoholic mix with a smile.
  Alica Bell / NorthernWolves / 71d 16h 39m 39s
[center So good and bad things. Honestly it was good to hear both. Even though Darcia had been in her thoughts she looked at Mari and offered a small smile. She would have to do better next time. Not freeze up like she did. For now she would let it go. There was no point in lecturing herself. She had been thrown into battle on her first day. She hadn’t seen anything like that up close before. Training would help she was sure.

She glanced towards Yumi. She felt kind of proud of her. She didn’t know her very well, but she was glad that she fought so well. She kind of admired it. Such an adorable girl was able to fight so well.

Ah the captain was speaking now. She hadn’t expected his comment and fell quiet. The way Yumi responded was odd, but Darcia didn’t mind. She was starting to kind of like Yumi’s oddness. Actually even though she didn’t know much about anyone yet she kind of liked them all in some way or another. It occurred to her that she needed to say something to their captain. She looked at him a burning respect in her eyes. She cleared her throat and offered an elegant thank you.

[+deeppink “Thank you captain for before, when I was dazed.”]

When he laughed she smiled softly. It didn’t take her long to realize that Yumi’s gaze had turned to her. It felt like the girl was studying her. She glanced at Yumi and smiled softly.

Wait did the girl just poke her? It was odd,
but Darcia giggled softly. It had surprised her, but it wasn’t a bad thing.

It was nice to be back at the base. Her and Yumi were left alone why everyone else went to be treated for their wounds. She hadn’t suffered any wounds. Yes that’s right... Daichi has protected her. Not just him but everyone else as well. When Alfred joined them she dismissed her thoughts and glanced at the blonde curiously. Didn’t he greet a cat when they first got back here? Something about picking a lock... again?

Could cats pick locks? She didn’t own any pets due to her apartment not allowing it. Not to mention that she dealt with a lot of different plants. Sometimes poisonous ones. She looked to Daichi next curiously.

So he was setting up a small party. Welcoming her and Yumi? It seemed he may not know much about teenagers. She smiled lightly. At least he was trying. Upstairs though Mari had outdone herself. She had put in so much work and it felt really welcoming.

There was so much work out into it. She felt they didn’t deserve so much for just being new. The announcement Daichi made about her and Yumi sharing a room didn’t bother her too much. Why should it? Sure she preferred to live alone but she also didn’t mind staying with someone either.

She looked to Yumi. Something didn’t seem right. It was like maybe the girl was freaking out on the inside. She could be exited too. Darcia didn’t know her well enough to say for sure. Well either way she should say something.

[+deeppink “Hey Yumi. I haven’t shared a room with anyone in a long time, but I can assure you that you’ll barely notice I’m there.”]

With her attention always drawn to her flowers she could easily be forgotten. She was a quiet person.

[+deeppink “I think it will be fun to stay together.”]

She wasn’t lying or forcing enthusiasm. She truly believed things would be fun. She looked as Alfred approached Yumi and gave her something. She took the time to glance around. Weren’t they missing someone? She frowned faintly.

Soon Darcia’s eyes were drawn back to Alfred who was offering her a bag. She reached out and took it. She seemed surprised by what he said and she tilted her head slightly. She offered a warm smile. Her eyes flickered to the adorable cat on his shoulder and her smile softened.

[+deeppink “Thank you. You have such an adorable companion.”]

She watched him walk to the bar. Mari was at the bar making drinks. She again looked around. She knew who was missing now. She wondered why that was. Soon she made her way to the bar.

[+deeppink “Mari you really went all out of this. Thank you! It definitely feels welcoming.”]

Normally soft spoken when she said this her voice seemed a little warmer. She almost sounded at ease. Maybe it was because she kind of felt at ease at the moment.]
  .WildFire. / -MoonRabbit / 65d 11h 37m 9s
[font "Times New Roman" [size14 [h3 The Fuzzball Chronicles: Chapter Uno]]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Couple hours prior.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Fuzzball was curled up, enjoying a light midday nap. His human had left the room to get food, but had rudely locked him in. Seeing as there wasn't much else to do, he had decided to catch a cat nap. He was vividly dreaming of chasing down a mouse through his home, before catching it and presenting it to his human, when the alarm went off. Waking with a hiss and a growl, he sprang to his feet, hackles raised trying to make himself as big as possible. Though it only succeeded in making him look more fuzzy and adorable.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Once he realized what the noise was, he calmed down, staring at the flashing red light mounted in the middle of the ceiling. [i My human is going on the hunt. I should go wait for him. Make sure he catches something good.] Thinking about it, the diminutive kitten went to the door, and nuzzled against it until he found what he was looking for. The door never secured very well, something his human often overlooked. Applying a bit of pressure, also known as barging into the door, popped it open enough for him to squeeze through. After that, it was a short caper down to the vroom room.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 About an hour or so later, after chasing a butterfly and a few dust bunnies, the Human box rolled into the vroom room. Fuzzball sat by the entrance to the vroom room, waiting to see what his human had caught. The first human to pop out was the silly female who played with metal stuff. She also toyed with liquid that didn't smell very good. But she gave very good scritches, and her room had a few nice hiding places. Though she was very beat up. [i Must've fought a very big human. Or a giant Fuzzball.] She squatted and gave him a few good scritches, which he responded by nuzzling her hand, licking her palm, and purring.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 His human exited the Human box, covered in a really bad smell, before coming over and scooping him up. Though his human was empty pawed, again, he was always happy to see him return from the hunt. "Mrooow." [i "You'll get them next time, Human."] Settling into his human's hands, he purred and rumbled, concerned for his human's health. He didn't often come back smelling of the sticky red stuff.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Purring his little heart out, Fuzzball attempted to climb up upon his human. It was at that time scary human lady approached. His human was hurt, and generally scared of this human, who always smelt weird to him. [i Stay away, scary lady. I'll hurt you if I must.] Fuzzball puffed himself up, and squeak growled at the scary lady, trying to protect his human. She gave him something, a bag of sorts, and then turned to take care of big, muscly human. Big muscly human wasn't the brightest, but he was tough.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 [h3 Alfred's perspective]]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Alfred looked up from petting Fuzzball to see the good Sister approaching him. Preparing himself, he didn't expect the the bag of medical supplies he was handed. "Thank you, Sister." Nodding to her, he retreated to his room to attend to his wounds. An hour or so later, Alfred exited the shared showers, having stitched himself up, extracted the shrapnel, and cleaned himself up. Being about as clean as a fire force member could be, he returned to his room to finish up his party preparations.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Replacing the filters on his rebreather, Alfred grabbed his special stock of hand baked crumpets. He would hide the stash in his room, where others were very unlikely to stumble upon it. Opening it, he gave Fuzzball one to enjoy for himself, and began packaging up a handful more to distribution. If anyone asked him where he got them, he told them he knew a person or something vague like that. If anyone was to stumble upon him and his baking prowess, he would be very embarrassed.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Fixing up five bags of a handful of crumpets each, he proceeded to fold them up in an organized way. Checking the clock, the party would be starting soon. Scooping up the remaining member of the team, and the de facto mascot, at least in his opinion, Alfred made his way to the party. The first person he saw when he made his way into the room was Daichi. Moving over to the captain, he handed the bandaged leader a bag of crumpets, after saluting him of course. Fuzzball mewed at Daichi in greeting.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Spotting Yumi in the room, he was shortly approached by the smaller woman. Watching her stare at him out of curiosity, he decided to break the silence in the only way he knew how, a performance review. "You did well today, Ms. Adachi. Keep that up, and we will make a soldier out of you yet." He then handed her the bag of crumpets with her name on it. Yumi would be a difficult one to train, but he was sure he could do it. Fuzzball mewled at the little human, welcoming them to the team. Spotting the other new blood, he walked over and offered Darcia her bag. "You are packing some serious firepower there, Ms. Lovell. Congratulations." Fuzzball stretched himself out on his shoulder as he spoke to Darcia. He was thankful for the rebreather, as it hid his emotions pretty well, at least the ones on his face.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 It was around that time he noticed the Lieutenant behind the bar. Making an excuse to go to said bar, he stood near the end of it. Setting the crumpets on the bar top, he not so much as gracefully, but more mechanically slid the crumpet's across the bar to Mari. Mari caught the crumpets as they slid to to her. She fixed up some hard black tea on the rocks. After placing a lemon slice along the glass edge, she slid it back to Alfred, where it stopped in front of him. "I'll trade you." Alfred looked over at Mari, then back down at the drink, before lifting his rebreather the consume said drink.]]
  Alfred Greaves / GuardianAngel / 91d 3h 39m 43s
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[font david [i Heading back to the matchbox Yumi had slipped through though many photo's of her and Darcia were taken. She even offered a strange and quirky pose for the media. A hand on one hip and the other pointed to the sky. They were perplexed by this since her expression never distorted from its usual blankness. Alfred and Alica, however, were not a huge fan of the media. Yumi may have seemed somewhat playful but deep down the otaku shut-in was having a panic attack.]]

[font david [i On the way back Mari had begun to express herself to Yumi and Darcia. Though she had pointed out the fact they were unprepared she had also praised them both. Yumi had swung her feet like a pleased child offering Mari a stoic smile her blank eyes showing a tint of emotion. Yumi wasn't sure why but Mari had put her at ease. Something about her presence reminded her of someone but she wasn't sure who. Knowing Yumi? It was another one of her Anime characters or her many "Waifu's" It was then her Gen had added his own two cents.]]

[font david [#89add2 [size10 ... Thank you Daichi.]]

[font david [i The captain had taken Mari's lecture rather lightly earlier. Perhaps he was used to it? Yumi hadn't thought of calling him Daichi could be seen as disrespectful. He didn't seem to mind though, Darcia too had shown her gratitude. Yumi had tilted her headed looking at Darcia with big doe eyes. She knew for sure Darcia had reminded her of one of her favorite elegant Gothic Lolita's. One of her favorite waifu's, she had even come to poking at Darcia's cheek without warning. The captain had simply chuckled at the two before letting them know they'd have training to do in the future. As Yumi admired Darcia's features she couldn't help but have this sense of. "I want to protect you" in the same kinda manner that a creepy otaku wants to protect his favorite waifu online. Funny seeing as Yumi was much smaller and seemed way less intimidating than Darcia. She got to be on a team with Genta and Amaria. She'd giggle delightfully if she knew how to express herself instead she kicked her feet back and forth in silent glee.]]


[font david [i When they made it back Yumi and Darcia were left alone while everyone needed to be treated. Her and Darcia managed to come out mostly fine. Thanks to her Genta of course, it wasn't long before Alfred had joined them. She had walked up to the rather tall man with the usual tilt of her head. Her eyes filled with curiosity not saying a single word she simply stared at the considerably taller male. Gent- Daichi had tried his best to prepare something in the meantime. It was simple and on the outside, Yumi seemed unimpressed and disinterested in his small attempts at a party. Though deep down she found it adorable the older male was failing to connect with a younger generation. "He's such a dork isn't he?" She could tell he was trying to help Darcia and Yumi fit in. For such a big meathead to be so awkward had it's strange charm to it. Or maybe that was just Yumi being a weirdo? Though it seemed Mari had set up the REAL party upstairs. Daichi had let out a playful dejected sigh at the sight of Mari's set up. Yumi's pupils had circled the room eyeing everything. It was then she was told she'd be sharing a room with Darcia. her eyes had widened slightly. One might think she was excited but she was terrified. Deep down she was an introvert and being alone at night was time she needed to recharge. She liked these people but... Too many people for too long made her grow anxious. She had stayed perfectly still staring her eyes down. Trying to look toward Darcia but she simply stared at her feet. Her expression was stoic but deep down she was having a mini freak out. It wasn't a big deal right? So why was she making it such a big deal?]]
  Himedere / 108d 13h 11m 48s
[center [h3 Welcoming Party]]

[center [b On the way back Mari had praised and lectured the recruits as well as letting Alfred and Alica know how well they had done. Course she had lectured the captain on his reckless behavior. He rubbed the back of his neck giving a low chuckle.]]

[center [+brown I'll try to be more careful in the future.]]

[center [b His tone was playful but anyone who knew him knew that he probably wouldn't be. If anyone was to go into that cold darkness alone? Daichi would want to be there. To embrace them so they aren't alone. Infernal or not, though he wanted to do more. He wanted to offer salvation not consolation.]]

[center [+brown Darcia,Yumi you've proved that the force of 3rd generations isn't to be underestimated. Once we make a full recovery I have a training assignment for the two of you.]]

[center [b Yumi had tilted her head blinking slightly as she just blankly stared at the captain. The captain had offered a slightly uncomfortable smile. It was a genuine smile but something was off about it. "She's a good kid but sometimes she's comes off.. A little creepy." The fact she hadn't even verbally responded added to that fact.]]

[font david [#89add2 [size10 ... Thank you Daichi.]]]

[center [b Her tone was blunt and sounded almost cold but the fact she refereed to him by his name and not his rank? Almost as if she didn't care for that distance between them. It was a strange mix of things but he's come to realize Yumi is a strange child. Darcia had given a respectful glance as she nodded taking a moment before speaking. She had cleared her throat her tone peaceful and elegant.]]

[center [+deeppink Thank you captain for before, when I was dazed.]]

[center [b Daichi had let out a bellowed laugh before responding to Darcia.]]

[center [+brown Haha stop you two are gonna make me blush haha!]]

[center [b Yumi had turned her gaze from Daichi over to Darcia as to study her face. Yumi seemed rather intrigued by Darcia's features and way of speaking and she did little to hide that.]]

[center [b The squad had managed to get back to base. Alica was treating Daichi's wounds he turned and gave her a smile.]]

[center [+brown Thank you for taking care of us today Alicia. We'd be lost without you. You did great today but... You and Alfred should try smiling at the crowds more. I know they can be pushy with certain questions but company eight is already seen as a pariah. We don't need to seem as anti-social as they say we are. That being said though I understand where you are coming from.]]

[center [b Daichi had patted Alica on the shoulder after she treated his wounds. He was truly grateful for all she did for him and for the company. Daichi had went back to the station halls. He was to help Mari set up for the party. Simple things at first plastic cups and pitchers of lemonade. It's wasn't the fanciest party but hey.. They had snacks? If Daichi knew more what teenagers liked nowadays he'd may have done better. Who was he kidding? Even if he did know these two didn't seem like normal teenagers.]]


[center [+brown I hope Alfred and Mari don't give Alica to much of a hard time. I know they aren't fans of heading to the infirmary.]]

[center [b Not that Daichi was one to speak it was hard to convince him when he needed medical attention. After some time had passed it seemed Mari had finished the remaining preparations upstairs. A banner and a makeshift bar no less. Though the new recruits weren't really old enough to drink. Alfred had finished his treatment as well the only one who was missing was Alica. He had walked up to ask Mari who probably saw her last.]]

[center [+brown Hey, where is Alicia is she not coming?]]

[center [b He asked under his breath as to not attract the recruits attention. He immediately followed that with a booming voice towards the recruits.]]

[center [+brown Well.. Welcome to company eight! You two will be sharing a room here. I understand moving you're things here can take some time so feel free to ask any of us for help!]]

[center [b Staying at the station was key to responding to orders quickly. It was a harder way to live for sure and company eight didn't have the fanciest building but they were the newest company after all. He looked over to Alfred and Mari as he carried on.]]

[center [+brown So you two how are you holding up? Feeling better I hope?]]
  Daichi Takakai (Casual) / ShieldHero- / 108d 13h 40m 18s
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Mari didn’t have any problems from a quick glance aside from whatever was bothering her back. Wincing and a somewhat unsteady stance pointed signs towards the lower back, but since Mari wasn’t bleeding profusely or dropping in snap Alica decided she’d treat her once back at the base. That was if Mari managed that, but if something happened in the matchbox on the way back then Alica knew her abilities would serve her well.

And then came the order, loud and clear through the fiery mess did Alica hear Daichi say it. Holster her spent revolver into the hip holster on her right hip, Alica brought her hands up and together while kneeling her head simultaneously. From her mouth came the sad, somber prayer, [b [#cc00cc “Flames are the breaths of souls... And smoke is the souls' release... Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. This soul, return to the raging flames. Látom”]]. Alica hated saying this phrase, not for the number of times but because of each human lost. The feeling of having lost a human life was never pleasant, but at least this prayer allowed traveling for the soul instead of eternal damnation of being anchored.

And then silence. The cracklings of burning materials vanished, leaving a smoking ruin leaking grey air through its openings. Alica breathed out deeply, feeling as the tenseness from the shoulders went out with the breath.

The silence didn’t have a chance in existing for long. First the thankful and in-tears husband, followed shortly by the ever hungry paparazzi media. The media began questioning the captain but Daichi was having none of it; no doubt after they left the media would turn their attention on the surviving husband. Alica snorted angrily as she followed Daichi, some of the media moving away like the Red Sea parted from Moses, fearful of an angry looking Priestess.

Back inside the Matchbox Alica uttered nothing, arms on knees and head towards the floor as she breathed deeply in and out. Despite the rough start the call had ended extremely well, praises from Daichi and Mari, minimal damage to them and the recruits showing their promising potential.

Once parked back at base, Alica knew that she couldn’t relax just yet. Daichi, Alfred, and Mari would need to be administered aid. While Daichi was persuadable, Alfred draggable and knew self-aid, Mari would be somewhat of a pain to deal with.

Alica dragged Daichi into her lab, giving him a quick check over. Besides burn marks she found nothing else, so she simply gave him a bottle of burn cream and had Daichi on how way to do things after giving instructions on the application of the burn cream. And in case Daichi forgot her verbal instructions, those same instructions were printed on the side of the cream bottle.

Then before going back out of her office, Alica took the next few minutes in quickly storing away her belongings and changing into more civilian style clothes, finishing with a lab coat over her t-shirt.

Peeking outside, a quick left-right glance, Alica spotted Alfred sitting patiently outside with his cat. She knew his hatred for her shop of horrors. Alica bit her lips before quickly disappearing inside. A few minutes later she emerged with a bag containing stuffings, bandages, wraps, burn cream, and pincers. [#cc00cc “Alfred, here’s everything you’ll need so you can treat yourself. If you need something, don’t hesitate to ask for it. Once you’re done, please return any unused items.”] After he’d left, Alica went back in and rechecked her gear.

Aside from the empty revolver, nothing else was out of place or gone. Alica had quite the stock of holy water bullets for her revolver, taking one day out of each month for making more such holy bullets and other such projects.

And now came Mari’s turn. Mari made the announcement first via knocking followed by commenting on spotting her injury. Alica’s eyebrows furrowed, concentrated on the hole in Mari’s back as she lifted her t-shirt. After a short [i tutting] sound, Alica ordered Mari to lay on her stomach. While the tone was kept friendly, it left no room for argument.

Grabbing a pair of scissors Alica walked over to Mari, [#cc00cc “Alright, shirt is going up”], and made a cut straight from bottom to top before disposing of the t-shirt. Alica didn’t care for Mari’s consternation, except for suggesting a place to get a new one, more worried about the wound than some blood-soaked t-shirt with a hole in it.

Just by looking at the hole Alica knew she’d have to prove it, which meant using morphine. This illicited a noticeable sigh on which Mari asked, and Alica responded with the morphine bit. Mari didn’t like the answer, but successfully countered when Alica questioned whether she wanted to feel the tools as they poked the hole.

Then came the morphine. Alica decided to spray it out of the syringe. The initial contact with the skin caused pain, another annoying comment about dosage. For fucks sakes, Alica knew how to do her job, but patients always seemed to find a way to question.

Now in some cases the patient had a right to question the nurse or doctor, but this was definitely not one of those cases.

After waiting eight minutes Alica let Mari know that the probing would begin, and while Mari’s laugh went on Alica began the probe. Deep down in her guts Alica knew something had been stuck in and then jerked back with some force. The tear inside the hole showed that most of the damage had come from being torn out, which meant that Mari had torn out a barb.

Despite the distracting effects of morphine Mari noticed her pausing, which led to her responding with questioning about being stuck on something. With Mari’s flat out self-incriminating evidence of being hooked with a barb Alica responded somewhat sharply, [#cc00cc “You should’ve kept it in! You’re lucky!”]. Shaking her head in a disappointing way, Mari had been extremely lucky the barb hadn’t torn out more flesh or caused more bleeding, or a fatal combination of the two. Didn’t matter whether you were stuck to a wall, especially with squad mates around who could cover you.

Alica managed to convince Mari that she need to be stuffed and bandaged so the wound didn’t grow bigger and no nasty infections occurred. Whilst this wouldn’t last for too long, there was nothing else to do while the skin regrew. It was during the wrapping that Alica noticed burns along Mari’s hands, burns which by the looks required immediate attention.

Unfortunately, Mari didn’t think the same with her standing up off the table. Alica just couldn’t believe that someone would prioritize some fucking party over serious burns! Alica decided to pull her rank as doctor, and Mari responded with her pulling of Leftenant rank. She could not allow Mari to simply walk off, [#cc00cc “No risk taking from you, back on the table now!”], having to raise her voice at Mari.

Somehow during all this Mari had forgotten that one of them was shirtless, and the recruits shouldn’t be shown a shirtless superior. [#cc00cc “Shirtless no less”], grabbing Mari and pulling her back. And somehow the person who enjoyed enforcing certain standard somehow forgot about those certain standards, and Alica replied with a sting, [#cc00cc “At least have some standards”]. Alica smiled devilishly as she her reply hit home on Mari, maybe she’d finally listen.

Hearing Mari say sorry caught Alica off guard. Aside from the scandal over burn cream application, she couldn’t think off what Mari needed to apologize for. Alica only understood when Mari made a jolt, and not even a second later Alica fell into the darkness as her body collapsed to the ground.

Some time later Alica awoke, yawning and rubbing the back of her neck. Blinking several times as her eyes adjusted from the darkness to the light she noticed the blanket covering her frame with a pillow giving a comfortable head rest. Alica slowly stood up, aside from the sleepy legs the back of her neck feeling so sore that not even slow and careful stretching helped. Still partially asleep with the blanket draped around while hugging the pillow, Alica walked out of her office and began to wander around the building, trying to figure out the cause for the sudden plunge into sleep.
  Alica Bell / NorthernWolves / 124d 7h 24m 42s
[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Alfred smirked beneath his re-breather as the Infernal faltered, and began to slow. Putting another controlled burst into the creature as the Captain headbutted it, he lowered his weapon. The prayer was almost finished, and as such he joined in [#d6c211 “Latom.”] The Captain finished crushing the creature in his arms, and it was extinguished. Putting his rifle away, he hid it under his protective attire, and was once again grateful for the re-breather. His eyes shone with a hatred for the Infernals, and once everyone else had left the room, he drew his sidearm and put three bullets into the ashes. Holstering his weapon, he followed his team out.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Moving through the crowd was difficult, especially now that the carrion birds were here. [#0dd44f [i Fucking media. Get your greedy little insignificances out of my way.]] He parted his way through the crowd, shooting anyone who asked him a question a glance to shut them up, and continuing along. Climbing into the Matchbox, he nodded to Mari as she congratulated the team. Little bits of blood dribbling from his wounds, he knew that it should be tended to. The rest of the ride back was uneventful, aside from coming down from the adrenaline rush of combat.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Once the Matchbox was parked, Alfred disembarked only to be greeted by the thought to be imprisoned Fuzzball. [#d6c211 “Fuzzball, did you pick the lock? Again?”] Sighing gently to himself, he picked up the purring bundle of love and warmth, and held him close. Alica took Daichi into her workshop of horrors, but not before Daichi instructed him to get himself cleaned up by the Sister. Grumbling to himself, he went over to the lab, and parked himself outside. Sitting there, and waiting for his turn of torture, he pet his compatriot, and scratched behind his ears. Doing so rewarded him with a tiny paw being placed upon the nose of the re-breather, and the purring intensifying. Smiling gently beneath his mask, he continued petting the little one in his arms.]]
  Alfred Greaves / GuardianAngel / 149d 10h 56m 1s
[google-font http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Kaushan+Script:400,700&display=swap&subset=latin-ext] Her team made the most out of those 10 seconds. Captain let go and got his sword. Darcia worked past her fear and transformed into something that reminded her of a character from a ninja show. Yumi got her head back in the here and now. Even Alica joined Alfred in a bullet frenzy. She wasn't sure what gave her injury away, but Mari thanked and encouraged her that she was alright for the time being. However, Alica was already double checking before she even got to downplay it. Despite it all, the way the whole thing ended pissed her off.

After his moment with the Infernal was over, she went up to her Captain. Face to face, Mari reached up, and shut his visor for him. [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Dat was sweet, boeht look at ye. Yer loehcky ye dednt go ooeht blazin wit 'er."]]][sub 1] Mari sighed as she placed a hand on her cocked hip as the other one went up to her forehead. It wasn't a facepalm, but she had two fingers pressing into her forehead between her furrowed her eyebrows. [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Daichi, please don't hug another Infernal to death. What if you're out of commission for the next call. Or worse. What if the new recruits try to do something similar. Your toughness aside, that's not the way we need to show compassion. Fire burns, Captain."]]]

On their way off the premises, Daichi stopped by the husband and offered a few words as the gentleman thanked him. Sadly their time was cut short by the media and their squad had to leave before they were trapped by them. Before walking away, Mari put her hand on the mourning man's shoulder and gave him a sad but encouraging look as her offer of respect. With each case, she could only wish the best for the survivors.

Once in the Matchbox, the Captain remained quiet as he returned following the actual speed limit. It was weird. So she waiting for him to sai something before she did. [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Thank you, Captain. Good job, everyone. Daria. Yumi. Good job out there. You both were thrown right into an assignment after just arriving. It started rough, but you both overcame that.

Yumi, nice firepower. I'd love to see more of your skills with your blade during training.

Daria, good job following up with those attacks when Captain passed the opportunity. I'd love to see more of what your cloaking ability can accomplish as well.

Now that you've seen what it's like...Next time, I expect both of you to be more present from the start.

As for our more veteran members. Nice combinations and teamwork, Alfred. Alica, thank you for the assist earlier. With methods I don't condone repeating, but thank you Daichi for putting the Infernal to rest. Great job looking out for the rest of us."]]]

Once they arrived at the station, it was time for damage control. With Daichi in his state and Alfred bleeding from the neck, Mari let everyone else see the doc first. Alfred would probably treat himself, unless he managed to step into Alica's lab or if Alica dragged him into the lab. The rookies seemed okay. That was a relief. But Daichi's visit alone gave Mari a moment to try something in her workshop. Something she'd rather not have to worry about people throwing her off with a surprise visit. Although she made some useful gadgets with her current flame, if Mari could raise the temperature to the height of a blue flame and control it… with that last part being key, production speed would rise, costs would go down, and she'd be able to have a lot more fun with things she could only dream of making at the moment.

Once in her office, she closed the door and got to work. As she picked up two scraps metals, she winced from the pain in her lower back. Once she put the pieces down, she applied some pressure before continuing. If anymore blood seeped through, her cami had a giant blotch on it anyway. Plus she'd still have to get blood out of her t-shirt as well Injury-wise, it was a good thing she didn't plan to do this sitting down. Grabbing her special pen again, she pressed the button and another flame spouted from it.

[#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Okay, Tsubaki. Let's bring out Lus."]]] Yes, she gave her familiar names. Though it was only by temperature bracket. Tsubaki was a red flame from 980°F-1800°F, while Lus was a blue flame from 2600º F to 3000º F. She detached one of the fiery blossoms and formed it like the ones she threw at the Infernal earlier. Although this one was free floating and barely rotated, it still had several well defined petals with each protruding outward to a sharp point.
[Pic http://i.imgur.com/H3CDJkk.jpg]

Tsubaki then became restless as a blue hue took over. Lus took on a floral-star shape of some sorts but was wild and wouldn't truly become defined. The flames ran throughout as Mari struggled to even keep it in any sort of form at all.
[Pic http://i.imgur.com/HTD6n9C.jpg]

The core of it wouldn't settle down and the flames kept stretching out well past the point she tried to form on each petal. [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Come on, Lus."]]] Mari tried to condense the flame so she didn't have to spread out her focus as much. But that backfired. Literally. Figuratively. The whole thing. The flame literally burst back in her direction. Thanks to all of her training, she instinctively 'put her guard up'. So it hit the back of her forearms. The flame dissipated as she tried to muffle her scream. That truly hurt like hell. Resistance was a joke to that. If it hit a more tender spot… [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Shit, that hurts. Feck!"]]]

It was probably time to go to the lab anyway. She'd just get her wound patched up, get her burns treated, and call it a day with some rum. No. She had to set up the welcome party for the recruits. She'd just grab some ice really quick on her way out. Alica took her job seriously. This wasn't going to be easy. Once she got to the lab, she knocked on the open door. [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Hey, Alica. I don't know what gave the injury away earlier, but I guess it's to address time now."]]] Mari sat along the edge of the patient table in a way that she was almost leaning instead. Getting this over with, she lifted & held up the back of her cami so the doc could see where the barb hooked onto her.

When Alica saw this, she pretty much ordered her to lay down on her stomach, not in a mean way… but still no getting out of it. So, she complied. As difficult and awkward it was to manage that with minimum pain, this was already going to take as while… but her back had been killing her since it happened. Just as soon as this was over‒

“Alrighty, so shirt is going up” Alica cut the t-shirt with a thin line from bottom to top.

Mari didn’t even have a second for a rebuttal. [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Really?! I was going to wash that!”]]] Despite the blood, she had planned to salvage the shirt. As they went back and forth, Alica apparently didn’t care too much for it anyway. She probably didn’t think twice just because of that. It was, but wasn’t her call. As a doctor, yeah. As a friend, she owed her a new shirt. RIP shirt. Lost its life after only a week of finding a home. Alica had a recommendation for a new one at least. Just as Mari asked if it was far, Alica sighed… [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "What's with the sigh?"]]]

“The place ain’t far. Unfortunately I’m going to have to administer some morphine around your hole in your lower back.”

[#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "That's good. What the feck? Oh, come on.”]]]

“Unless you want to feel every single thing I put down the hole.” She made a good point. Mari could see a bunch of tools nearby on a metal tray. Not having to feel that fixing her back, even better yet, not feeling the existing pain. Yes, she definitely wanted the morphine. After letting Alica know that, the doc didn’t waste any time sending the liquid in multiple points around and then in the wound... [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Feck! Can you let me know how many doses next time, Alica?"]]] That last one especially hurt.

“It wasn’t even that much. Barely overly one of the dashes.” It didn’t feel like it. That shit felt like the needle was full. Well, that should go away soon enough… and it did. She lost track of time, but it must have been between 5-10 minutes when the doc checked on her. She couldn’t have felt better. The patient table might as well have been her comfy bed she didn’t want to budge from. The fact Alica announced she was going to start even made Mari laugh. She was definitely enjoying the morphine. However, shortly after the doc started, she stopped.

[#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Alica... Is something wrong?"]]] A bit of concern returned to her voice, though the morphine still had her rather relaxed. Alica inquired about how something was stuck and then tore out. Mari knew exactly what that was. [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Yeah.... I sort of got hooked onto a wall when the Infernal swiped Alfred and I..."]]]

“You should’ve kept it in! You’re lucky.” Mari could hear whatever tool she was using hit the metal tray.

[#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Thanks. I'd still be on the wall if I did that."]]]

“At least the vine or whatever the end was attached to. Anyways, I’m going to have to pack the wound and wrap it around your chest and abdomen. And then redo it tomorrow.”

[#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "... ...the wall won that round of tug-of-war. And how long will that take?"]]]

“Not too long. It’s the burns, that’s going to require some burn cream.” Alica finished packing the wound and bandaging her up.

[#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Fine, then I'll take that to go."]]] Mari started to get up off the table. [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Thanks, doc."]]]

“Pleases back down, now.”

[#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Later. I have to go set up the recruits welcome party." Mari continued to the edge of the table.]]]

“This won’t take long” Alica took a bottle of burn cream and gave a stern look.

[#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Then it can be done before the actual party starts. I just have to get it ready. I'll take the cream in case it starts hurting more."]]] She reached out a hand to grab the bottle.

“This is Doctor’s orders, it goes on right now,” Alica started standing up slowly.

Mari stood up, face to face with the doc, [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Lieutenant's orders. Stand down. I'll be back after."]]]

Stepping closer, “No risk taking from you, get back down on the table now.”

Stepping in her face. [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "I'm walking out."]]] Mari then turned to the door to start acting on her words.

Alica grabbed Mari by the arm “Shirtless no less.”

Mari spun back, giving an unyielding glare [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "We all change in front each other anyway, Alica. My room is right down the hall."]]]

“At least have some standards,” pulling Mari into the direction of the table. That last part stopped her for a moment. She had a point. Changing in front of each other or not, she’d just be walking through the station halls. If the recruits saw her… Lack of standards was not really the example she wanted to set for them. However… She didn’t have to go around with just bandages and no shirt… Alica had extra jackets in her office.

[#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "Thank you. And Sorry."]]] Mari said as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a taser, and let the current flow right into the back of Alica's neck. She was going to be out for a while. As Alica fell, Mari managed to catch her. She pushed her up onto her own table and swung her feet up with it. [#c73d52 [Kaushan+Script [size14 "I dont know if you can hear me, but I'm sorry. I'm going to borrow one of your coats now. & I'll return it later."]]] Before heading out with her ‘borrowed’ coat, Mari grabbed the burn cream to still have just in case.

It wasn’t long before she reached her room and put on another shirt. On her way back out, she grabbed a pillow and blanket and brought it to Alica’s lab. At the very least, she should be comfortable and warm while she’s unconscious. So, Mari set the pillow under her head and threw the blank over her before. She also returned the lab coat before escaping from the room again.

She spent the next hour was spent decorating the rooftop with a bunch of stuff she prepared the day before. She made a face recognition activated fireworks launcher. So, it would go off when the rookies walked out the door, not whenever someone merely opened the door or something. Once it went off, Mari would guide the sparks down as flower petals in front of the “Welcome Darcia and Yumi” banner. After getting everything set up, Mari hooked up the music to the speakers by her makeshift bar that she actually situated the night prior. It was ready. Hopefully everyone else was too. She just needed Alica and Alfred up there before Daichi could bring the recruits upstairs.

[size9 [i 1. "That was sweet, but look at you. You're lucky you didn't go out blazing with her."]]
  Mari Hayes / Yoruneko / 164d 3h 32m 15s
[center Her first battle and yet she was unsatisfied with it. It had been enough hadn’t it, but she hadn’t reacted in time. Instead she had only stood by and watched at first too scared to do anything. She was going to have to get better about that. Next time she could end up hurt or... A lot worse. Dead. She stood watching the captain curiously her head tilted off to the side. So it would seem it was over now wasn’t it. It seemed to return to her again. The realization that what they had been fighting had been a human. Her power was gone now. The flames had dissipated.

Even on their way back she was lost in thought. Clearly their captain seen the humanity that was once in those creatures. She closed her eyes. She had avoided the people on her way out. Not being unfriendly, but not being talkative either. She had been in her own thoughts anyway. This was something she had wanted to do. To help people. She looked around at everyone and smiled softly. At least they managed to get out of there somewhat unscathed. For now she would dismiss her thoughts. The image was still there though. How the captain had handled the end of that things life. She would think more on it later when she was on her own.

What she really needed to work on was handling things better. She had been terrified and in being so... She could have been more hindering than helpful. She was going to have to get better at it. Yes this was her first time dealing with one of those things, but that doesn’t mean she should have got frozen up about it. Sure it worked out in the end but next time could be worse. She would have to be able to react a little quicker. Not stand in fear. She closed her eyes nodding to herself. She would be sure that next time would be a lot better. She was hard on herself and she knew that, but she wasn’t going to disappoint everyone. She wanted to do her best. To show everyone she was a lot better than they thought. Though she didn’t really know what anyone thought. She was sure it wasn’t good though since they had seen her freeze up the way she did.

At least she hadn’t been alone and at least this team was very good at their jobs. She slowly opened her eyes looking around at the group again. She would be more careful and quicker for now on. She wouldn’t allow herself to be frozen like that again. She wanted to be like them. React right away. She had to do better. She dismissed her internal lecture for the moment. Now to just focus on what was going on at this moment.]
  .WildFire. / -Rika / 170d 11h 45m 19s
[font david [i Yumi had sat in the back of the matchbox. Pondering on the mission before. She waved her feet around in the back as she began to whistle a mild tune. Her mind wandering to that fight before. The captain had flung that beast even more viciously than she had without an Ignition. Was he even human? That's a dumb question course he is.]]

[font david [#89add2 [size10 Just like my Gen..]]]

[font david [i She muttered under her breath now she was in the mood to go home and play her Otome dating simulators back at home. Her usual mild-mannered face fractured into a subtle smile before returning to its usual state. She was glad to know he hadn't refused to use an Ignition out of pride. Yet she still found the incident heavy on her mind. Why was that? She knew why at least deep down she did. The way he held that infernal? Like it was a human passing on. She's never seen anything like that. The way he handled the media refusing to answer any hard-pressed questions. Were all captains like this? He had told them in the back to be wary of the media. She only gave a slight nod and a slight salute. After all of that, he was able to praise them? Though on the surface she seemed unaffected but deep down? She was glad to receive such praise on her first day. It seemed he allowed Darcia and herself a chance to shine in that fight. She had looked over to Darcia examining her fellow Rookie with a curious gleam in the hue of her small eyes.. It wouldn't be long before the matchbox would arrive back at company eight's HQ. Her eyes had wandered over her crew from Alfred to Alicia. They were all as talented as they were attractive. She was warned company eight was the black sheep of the bunch but they didn't seem all that bad. She looked over at Alicia with big doe eyes tilting her head slightly. She still couldn't get over Alicia's aesthetic she'd be lying if she said she didn't like it. Though she seemed as docile and expressionless as ever.]]

[font david [#89add2 [size10 Thank you, Alicia, for checking on me during that last fight. I'll try to be more careful next time.]]]
  sωσя∂ / Himedere / 177d 10h 56m 30s
[center [h3 Captain's Duty]]

[center [youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t0WClcc-aVs]]

[center [b The beast had been restrained by Mari allowing for the captain to make a mad dash toward his blade. Jumping to grab the blade Darcia had charged on slashing through the beast with a powerful cloaking strike. Daichi smirked as the beast reeled. The beast countered by spewing flames he charged in blocking the beast and striking with his massive blade sending it skyward. In midair Yumi had managed to spew massive flames from her feet flying skyward herself. Daichi had never seen third generations in action besides the other captains of course. They weren't half bad. Yumi wasn't exactly strong physically but she was quick and using her flames to enforce her strikes. Throwing in a flurry of kicks and slashes sending the beast downward spiral. All the while Alfred was making controlled fire at the beast without hitting his allies in the chaos. Mari and her familiar had managed to restrain and limit the beast's offense. The captain had caught the beast flying down with his massive shield with a loud THUD. As he headbutted the beast yet again tossing it toward Darcia. Darcia on all fours charging with razor claws. You could tell Darcia was nervous and even scared but that fear? Somehow managed to only fuel her four legged charge. Her ignition flaring red hot her claws growing larger for a single strike. It was an all or nothing strike but the result? She had managed to rip the limbs from the beast as it fell to the ground it's flames slowly starting to fade.]]

[center [+brown Sister... Begin the prayer. Before it's flames are completely extinguished. ...It's okay you won't have to suffer anymore.]]

[center [b Daichi had lifted his visor up to reveal his face. He leaned reaching his hand out to the infernal. It was missing an arm and both of it's legs and at first? It shrieked and howled in pain but Daichi had reached his arm to it's remaining arm. Holding it's hand tightly. The flames were burning the captains hand even through the gauntlet it hurt. He pulled the infernal holding it close as he patted it's back. The flames still singed the captain all the while. His eyes were full of sorrow and empathy for the poor creature. At first it did struggle his embrace but it began to calm. It's howl had lowered until a lower tone. It sounded.. Almost relieved. It's fingers gripped around the captain's hands as the big man himself fought the urge to tear up. Instead offering the creature a gentle smile.]]

[center [+brown You held out well out here. Not leaving this house or hurting anyone outside till we got here. You should be proud.]]

[center [b The captain began to squish the creature in his embrace. What went from a loving grasp turned brutal as he began to put it to rest while the sister gave her prayer. The beast all the while had accepted it's fate. "She had managed not to attack her husband standing outside... She was a strong willed one. Full of love and remorse" the captain stood up lowering his visor again to cover his face. He walked up to the team offering a wave and a thumbs up. Heading outside the building he placed his sword and shield in the matchbox before heading to the crowd and the media outside. A crying and grieving husband but in his tears he was able to walk to the captain.]]

[center "T-Thank you for putting her to rest.]

[center [+brown We thank you for staying strong till we arrived. You and her she had managed to keep herself in the house till help arrived.]]

[center ...Thank you for everything.]


[center [b The media had swarmed the two and team one taking the chance to question Daichi on the spot.]]

[center [+blue Are you claiming that Infernal's can think? The captain of squad 1 claims otherwise.]]

[center [+red Is it true Squad 8 only has one company of men?]]

[center [b Daichi had offered a gentle wave as he went to the matchbox waiting for his team to get in before taking them back in a much slower pace than he had before. The captain had remained silent till they almost arrived before speaking to those in the back.]]


[center [+brown Rookies! You did well out there! Alfred! Mari! Alicia! Fine work out there. Be weary of those in the media with company 8's new members people are starting to grow curious. Be polite and don't let them trap you any loaded questions.]]

[center [h3 OOC/Team Attacks]]

[center [b I had Yumi/Darcia do an attack as well during my post. If you guys have an idea of a cool Joint attack yours and another character could do you guys can ask each other for permission to add a section of them doing an action in your post. Like for a cool example Mari and Alfred could say.. Guardian or Neko could ask the other if they can an attack from another. Just make sure you get permission so you aren't controlling other characters without consent etc etc. Though I did add a bit for Mari/Alfred without asking cause I wasn't sure if they were on >< so if you Neko/Guardian want me to remove it I will! ^^]]
  Daichi Takakai (Combat) / ShieldHero- / 184d 7h 58m 56s
[http://rp.eliteskills.com/r.php?r=153036 ]
  Daichi Takakai (Combat) / ShieldHero- / 184d 8h 49m 45s
[center Were they going to die before they even got there? Clearly this couldn’t be safe. Darcia gave a slight shake of her head. She supposed they did have to get there quickly, but did it really have to be at the cost of their lives? She let out a soft sigh. This would take some getting use to she supposed. At least he seemed to know what he was doing. That didn’t settle the pounding of her heart though. Driving like a crazy man. How distasteful. She looked around at everyone and then looked to the girl at her side. Again the girl gave her a small wave. Though nervous that their captain was going to kill them with the way he was driving she offered a small smile to the girl and raised her own hand in a wave.]


[center Surprisingly they survived the crazy driving to get to the place they needed to be. She was thankful to get out of there and follow everyone inside. Honestly she was beginning to think that the Infernal would be less dangerous then their captains driving. She looked around as she followed the rest inside. Nothing could prepare her for the creature they were about to come into contact with. Her heart stopped. It had once been human. They would be engaging that thing. Killing it. Her heartbeat picked up and she found herself stalling. She wasn’t able to respond the way she should have. To fight. Instead she was frozen watching it as it attacked. It came for her and she couldn’t force herself to move out of its way.]

[center It was probably a good thing the captain had defended her. It snapped her back and she backed up a few steps and narrowed her eyes. Now wasn’t the time to be scared. She had to help. Everyone else was trying to give it their all. She should be doing that as well! She had been defended and she should have been more prepared for this and she hadn’t been. She quickly activated her cloak ability. She hadn’t used it in combat much. So a lot of this was new for her. She was also not completely sure of its abilities. It always formed as ears and a tail for her. Very Wolf like though some may confuse it for a fox or a cat. She was sure it was more wolfish in nature. She always felt a little stronger and quicker when she activated this. Now though she was confused. What was she suppose to do? Combat probably wasn’t her strong suit. At least she didn’t think it was. Looking at this strange creature before her still put fear inside of her.]

[center She knew she had to attack it, but... Her heart was beating hard in her chest. This had been a human before... Hadn’t it..? They had to kill it now. So that it could be at peace right..? She didn’t know. She was confused. Her mind not in the right space because she was fearful and unsure of how to attack this creature. For a moment she continued to stand there unsure of what she should do. All this fighting and she felt like she wasn’t exactly the strong one in this. She had wanted to be the best and yet here she was not doing anything. She was angry with herself. She charged forward letting anger take over. She had brought no weapons because she didn’t know what she would be good at using. Her ability cloaked over her hands though giving her claws. She heard a slight snarl come passed her lips as she raked her claws across the first part of the monster she could get to. She had some strength behind it.]
  .WildFire. / -Rika / 218d 12h 12m 13s
[pic https://pic8.co/sh/mMGL16.png]

The famous, or infamous, driving skills of Daichi were known to the Old Guard of Company Eight. Daichi drove like a crazy, Alica had seen similar nut cases in the ER, but nobody received a single scratch. The minivan/truck/tank hybrid known as the Matchbox, though never once had it caught on fire yet, was made to take damage. Now maybe it would not withstand a missile, but their job consisted of fighting living fires and not a battlefield.

As they drove closer Daichi issued orders. Though simple they sufficed, sometimes the simpler the better rather than more complex and worse, the orders clearly stating who had which task. Most missions usually went along the lines of Alica waiting until the infernal was weakened, by everyone else, and ready for the prayer to send it on its way. Only rarely did missions ended up more interesting than usual.

The fast, forward movement was rudely interrupted by Daichi slamming on the breaks as the Matchbox quickly halted. With it stopping close to the blazing building meant less time spent outside, under the eyes of the crowd, and getting in faster. The moment the doors opened the Old Guard of Company Eight, witht the two rookies behind, went in.

The moment they entered the house the creature in charge of this whole mess jumped them. With Daichi, Mari, and Alfred in the very front of the formation it was no surprise that the ex-human female ferally attacked them. Alica slowed down letting the two rookies run ahead since they'd be more useful in a fight, waiting until the moment of prayer would come.

If not Daichi Alica would've found herself as the center of a fire, she'd have to thank him for that later. What she wouldn't be thanking Daichi for would be the burns. How in the hell such a bright idea as grabbing a on-fire living entity came into his head, you know what never mind. Not the first nor would it be the last where Daichi would follow through an idea without even thinking about it. To be fair those spontanouesly idiotic at first ideas eventually worked, along the lines of [i "if it's stupid but it works it ain't stupid"]. Although many times one of the results of those maneuvers had Daichi on the medical table.

The moment Daichi ordered to check up on Yumi Alica sprinted in her direction. Physically, at least any exposed skin, Alica saw not a spot wrong with Yumi, which meant the Bunker Gear worked as intended. Mentally, Alica analyzed Yumi's face and eyes, nothing wrong their either. As to answering Yumi's question, Alica, and probably Daichi himself, wouldn't be able to answer. All they could do was watch the unfolding show.

The unfolding show consisted of three parts. Part one consisted of the least theatrics but the most raw strength; Daichi keeping the writhing infernal stuck thrashing in one place. The other two parts were the complete opposite of the first. Part two enacted by Alfred, the star being the rifle as it [i 'brrrted'] out bullets into the trapped infernal. Part three involved Mari and blazed the other two parts to shame when it came to visual brilliance. Fiery vines spread from Mari's hands as an additional grip onto the seething infernal, a fiery plant keeping the violent and mindless creature from doing anything else.

[b [#cc00cc "Ten seconds? FUCK!"]]

Ten seconds wasn't a long time, and Alica spotted Mari wincing which meant that the person holding the infernal was in pain.

Alica unholstered her holy revolver, barrel pointed while the gun was held in a cocked arm and sprinting to Mari. Four seconds later, which meant only six seconds remained, Alica stopped to Mari's right side. Extending her right hand and pointing the revolver at the infernal Alica cycled all six holy darts out of the barrel as fast as she could, a slight trail existing for less than a second hanging midair. [b [#cc00cc "Ya fackin' alright"]], not giving time for Mari to respond as Alica turned her back on the infernal and began a quick triage of Mari.
  Alica Bell / NorthernWolves / 251d 15h 15m 1s
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