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[PrivateNomad]

Braith, after finishing his vomiting session, gets up and shakes his head as he slightly stumbled. He jumped down onto the ground as the white Nevermore dissipated. He summoned another one and flew upwards.
Determine the direction of the school, if possible. If not, locate another person.

[Powder Miner]

"Yeah, I'm partnerless too, though not anymore I guess."
Approaching Ceil, he switches his weapon to his left hand, offering a handshake.
"My name's Chartre, Chartre Alcole."

Introductions conducted, Charte glances at the robots.
"I don't think they filled a forest with robots just to have them stand there forever. They're probably going to attack eventually, and we should probably figure out what to do by then."

[OREOSOME]

"Right... those bots... I think we just need to get to the academy. If we can do that... Well, that's what we were doing to begin with, but maybe we should try and get some of the other trainees to head with us? Up to you, Chatre..."

[Powder Miner]

"Chartre," he corrected mildly. "And... hmm. We may just want to try to find the academy, I'm sure we'll bump into another pair at some point. Do you have any idea where we are, in relation to the academy...?"

[kj1225]

"So where are you from?"

[Wwolin]

"Hey, buddy! Let's see how well they fare against three attacks at once!"

Ignoring the blues and reds, Cordo charges at the group of greens near Carran, making a quick swipe towards the nearest mech with Aldo before bringing Gada crashing into it will full force.

"You're the third attack, by the way! Just aim for whatever side isn't being protected!"

[Atnegam]

"Huh? Oh uh, Mistral. How about you?"

[kj1225]

"Eh, not important."

[OREOSOME]

"Chartre," he corrected mildly. "And... hmm. We may just want to try to find the academy, I'm sure we'll bump into another pair at some point. Do you have any idea where we are, in relation to the academy...?"

They turn in place a bit, trying to get their bearing.
"Well, uh.. the ship was on the way to Bulwark... and it went over... uh... there? No.. there! Wait, no. Uh.. new plan, we need to find the crash site first. And then it should be straight ahead, right...? So.. lets go!"
She then starts to march on a bit, headed towards whatever signs of the crash was visible, and her weapon held as the Hatchet.

[Atnegam]

"Alright then..." he mumbles, words most likely being lost into the wind. "So we are going in the right direction right?"

[kj1225]

"It's where the transport was heading! So, let's pass time, what's your weapon?"

[Rolepgeek]

"Ow ow ow...that really hurt...aaah..."

Amber pulls herself clear of the wreckage, having been unconscious for a short time after impact. She pulls Hakimdos free of where it had caught on some of the metal, ripping the last pieces of the plane apart further as she did so.

"Oh man...I should team up with someone? I think? This was so not on my list of things to do today..."

She steps a bit away from the wreckage, trying to figure out where Bulwark is, from where she is.

[RangerCado]

"So... What is your speciality may I ask? Considering the lack of a weapon on your person."

[Atnegam]

"Yeah that does make sense I guess..."

He pulls out one of his sickles, "Uh it's called Caladbolg. I've got two and they also are smg's. How about you?"

[kj1225]

Kyle points at the scythe on his back.
"It's also a shotgun. I... is it standard to name your weapons when you haven't actually accomplished anything with them? It seems... dumb."