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[smurfingtonthethird]

"You were expecting deaths in the first couple days? You actually are the worst headmaster ever. The worst.

But yes, I was. Got plenty of the stuff, so why not use it to burn people's faces off? There's a kid who can fucking summon and control Grimm at will, go interrogate him instead."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Maeve looks confused.
"Those weren't taunts."

[Atnegam]

((Wait 20 vs 92, who was who and what was what in that roll?))

Lloyd breathes a sigh of relief as he puts his multiple weapons away and finds a place to sit down and listen to music as he waits for the rest of the tests to conclude.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Maeve sits right next to him, not noticing him.

Oh dear that outfit is skintight.

[RangerCado]

Emeril walks over to join Maeve and Lloyd, sitting next to Maeve... or more like collapsing into the seat, still exhausted from the elemental barrage earlier.

She did NOT want to deal with whoever that girl was who was likely in league with Raven, maybe even his team leader. Better to have back-up if she needed it... even if most times people were left behind when she ended up in fights...

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Maeve nods at Emeril, reading a dusty old tome.
"What happened to you?"

[RangerCado]

"Dust clothed pervert... went berserk when I beat him... at about 15% aura according to the board... He'll be trouble." Emeril's ears twitched as she glanced again at Raven, tail tense and stiff behind her.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Dust-clothed pervert? ohai maeve))
"Hmph. Perhaps I should lay a curse on him."

[RangerCado]

((Until reason, IC, is given to the contrary, Maeve is not a pervert in Emeril's eyes.))

"Rather not cause problems on the second day... atleast not right now. I passed though, and impressed a teacher for whatever thats worth. All in all, it was a good day. I can likely get into Advanced Combat Training now. Harder, more rewarding, and helpful if I have to fight him again."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Hmph. Okay."

((All she has to do is look at the footage of the last fight. ))

[RangerCado]

"Hmph. Okay."

((All she has to do is look at the footage of the last fight. ))

((Not a lot Emeril can do against what amounts to an Elemental machine gun in clothing form without a bit more training against dust attacks.))

Emeril nods and contents herself with making sure the Panther wasn't damaged, and that the Ice Dust Magazine was actually empty. She'd have to refill it regardless, but maybe with another element next time.

[Atnegam]

Maeve sits right next to him, not noticing him.

Oh dear that outfit is skintight.

Lloyd notices her sit next to him and tries his best to remain at ease. Considering her outfit and the fact they just fought though, Lloyd shifts slightly to the side as if to give Maeve more room on the bench. He now has much less space however as he seems to be sitting on the edge of the bench.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Maeve shifts up, this time pressing against him without noticing.

Oh dear.

[Atnegam]

Lloyd pulls out his earbuds and mumbles quietly, "Oh, s-sorry..." despite him not doing anything 'wrong'.

He scoots over again, now half off the bench and tries to distract himself by idly scrolling through his scroll.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

She's rubbing against him, shifting while reading her book.

Did I mention that now she's got her back facing him, and that her outfit is backless? Well, I did.

((I love writing Maeve.))