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Francisca La'Rouge

"They've abandoned us to our own fate. Would you really stay loyal to those who do not even care one inch about your person?"

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a character in “E.P.I.C. Reborn: The Milele Jua”, originally authored by Byte, as played by RolePlayGateway

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|Names| Francisca Female |Gender|
|Surname| La'Rouge Twenty-nine |Age|
|Nicknames| Rose, France War Faction Leader|Task|
|Alias| L'Artiste (French: The Artist, The Entertainer) ??? |Affiliation|




☠ Physical Appearance ☠



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|Ethnic Appearance|
Francisca has an aura of nobility around her. Not just of what she wears, but her entire image. Most would look to her for guidance, or even actual leadership. Something that isn't unexpected from one who claimed leadership of the remaining War faction members. But with the group practically under the laws of Anarchy, her 'proclaimed' leadership isn't saying much as of now.

The woman is a natural beauty, and isn't a stranger to being called 'lovely'. Her long wavy orange-blonde is kept in a large red ribbon that clings onto the back of her head. Through the many fringes still in front of her face, shine two bright red-brown eyes that always glow with a certain... glee. At first sight, you wouldn't possibly guess this person is a deadly force with edged weaponry. And last, Francisca's lean body is wrapped in a healthy pale-coloured, and smooth skin.

|Height| 5'5" (165 cm.)
|Weight| 110 lbs. (50 kg.)
|Build| Small, Lean



☠ Mental Stability ☠



|Personality|
Francisca is much you'd look for in a leader. Calm, honourable, and does not judge unless judged herself. Really, it isn't that surprising the woman claimed herself to be the new leader, though with the state of Anarchy they're currently in, the word 'leader' has yet to find a meaning. But she works with whatever she gets, even with those crazy nuts of subordinates who were unfortunate enough to survive the onslaught of their faction.

But, maybe with some persuasion, and a bit of nudging, Francisca may get these maniacs to do something else for a change. Hell, if they are still loyal to Apocalypse, they are fools. But whether the other factions didn't want to, or couldn't assist them, is a matter of opinion. Though, Francisca clearly has her mind set on that subject. The woman is just glad that she still has a chance to set past things right, albeit that could prove to be a difficult task to complete...


|Likes| |Dislikes|
V Ribbons Rude attitudes X
V Dresses Footwear X
V Flirting Maniacs X
V Humming/Singing Greed X
V Fairy tales People using her X




☠ Class Statistics ☠



|Class-type| Swordsman

|Class Talents|
|Blade Dancer|
Francisca is agile, and rather quick with her weapon. Combined with smooth movements, it almost looks as if she's dancing around the battlefield (Shamefully, no pirouettes are made.), though much more deadly than actual dancing.

|Sheath & Sword|
If necessary, Francisca may be bothered enough to even use the sheath of her weapon, as a secondary weapon. While not as damaging, a mind is easily fooled, and may mistake it as a second sword. Plus, a sheath alloyed with steel is a perfect blunt weapon.

|Weaponry|
A light-weighted, and curved blade forged from the hardest of metals. The hilt is a navy-blue colour, while the blade is a pure white, with black runic symbols engraved on it. Other than that, Francisca ensured that the sheath is of a durable metal as well, allowing her to use it as a second-sword. Well, a sword without any edged sides.



☠ Personal History ☠




|Biography|
(TBA)


So begins...

Francisca La'Rouge's Story

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#, as written by Byte
Francisca La'Rouge
Abandoned Science Facility

Would you follow, those who didn't come to aid at your most needed time? No, of course not. Whatever happened, whoever did, or didn't help, Francisca was just glad to be alive. A year has it been, since the War Faction of Apocalypse was literally reduced to nothing. Their entire (Left-over.) group has been in a state of Anarchy since, and although the swordswoman had claimed leadership over them, it meant little for the time being.

She knew what to do, but was uncertain if the others were content on that. Who knows, out of them five, there could be a few who are still loyal to the Apocalypse alliance. Walking into her temporary office and quarter, Francisca reached out for her custom-made sword, and headed out for a room she thought to be perfect for her daily sword-play. It would do her good, as it always did. As with each swing, depressing thoughts seemed to fade for a moment. A short moment, but one nonetheless.

Shuffling her shoeless feet through what little hall there was, the War faction leader opened the glass door to an old lab, one that was now officially altered to a training room. Self-made dummies, targets lined up at the wall, and spare weaponry and ammunition that was taken with them lying scattered on desks and shelves. Closing the door, the blonde-haired woman smiled, gently. Unsheathing her sword with her right hand, while still carrying the sheath in her other.

With fierce, but focused swings, the life-less dummies were whacked in turn as Francisca danced around the room. Their buckets for heads clashing with her sword emitting a loud noise through the lab's halls. All the while, the woman's thoughts slowly faded, leaving only the ones that mattered for the time being. Namely, what would become of this faction. Going rogue most likely, and if the other members would get their say, it would mean playing double duty. Obstructing anyone who is having fun for their own entertainment.

Absorbed in her training, Francisca found herself humming a lovely, and soothing lullaby. A song she remembered from when she was younger...

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Character Portrait: Roady Domene Character Portrait: Lance Kirkwall Character Portrait: Rio Green Character Portrait: Aristata Hope Collins Character Portrait: Margrethe Thea Salomon Character Portrait: Drake Michael
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As Roady was pushed to the ground, he had half a mind to throw Aristata down the hill. "Cocky bitch." He grumbled lightly, while getting up to possibly take her on. All of a sudden his leader, Margrethe pulled a gun and aimed it as Aristata's head, causing Roady to hault himself. "If I see even one more stupid action coming from anyone, I won't hesitate to blow your brains apart. You are all on a mission here. Please act with proper conduct." Roady could tell she was serious. He knew that his marksmen skills were good, but nowhere close to her's. Even with this therianthrope abilities, he'd have a difficult time surviving, if she decided to blow his head off. Roady backed down, looking away from Aristata so he could calm himself down. He was surprised to find that Aristata had gone back to an obedient little kitten, as soon as Margrethe stepped in. Roady had to admit that he was afraid of her some times, but never saw her as a person who could break his resolve.

Roady could feel eyes boring into the back of his head, which sort of sent a chill down his spine. He looked around casually, to see Skye starring at him with an angrier expression than he's ever seen her use. It didn't faze him however. He merely starred back with a look that said, "What?! I didn't do anything. Stare hatefully at someone else." He did feel a little relief when she looked away with a huff. 'How many bullets will I have to dodge today?' Roady thought, before Margrethe stated that they might be under surveillance, which got Roady's senses back in order. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the area around him, spanning the horizen of vision until it surrounded the everything within an 7-mile radius, as was his limit with this ability. He couldn't detect any traces of hostility other than a few members of this little group. If they were being surveyed by mechanical means, he wouldn't be able to tell. The only thing he could feel were two figures who had made their way over to the group.

He opened his eyes and quickly looked over in their direction, only to find Drake, with his subordinate Exile by his side. "I forgot what?" Drake began in a taunting tone, which Roady failed to notice. Then walking over to Aristata, and telling her that she didn't need to defend him. Exile then went to her side, who had started playing with Eckhart's hair, and giving him nicknames. Roady held the urge to burst out laughing in. During this time Drake was confronted by Margrethe. Roady watched with interest as the two faced off. He always found amusement, when they argued over things such as leadership positions and such. That was when Margrethe made the decision that they would attack once Rio had confirmed her success in infiltrating the school by calling her, unless she didn't call within the next 10 minutes. "Hey boss. If you only need 10 minutes before you're ready to attack, then I should scout ahead. There might be ground troops they could have sent ahead to patrol past the school borders. If there are, I should be able to take them out before they can alert the rest of the guards." He suggested. But in all reality, he wanted to get some action as soon as possible. He was getting dreadfully bored. He then noticed that Eckhart had taken a seat next to him. 'Oh god. What could he want now?' Upon closer inspection, Roady could tell that Eckhart was just as eager to fight as he was. This was confirmed when he announced how eager he was to kill something. 'Huh. Who knew we actually had something in common.' He thought.

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Lance was so hyped up, that he almost forgot to get his medical supplies from his basement. He changed direction, and began descending the stairs, and along the corridor until he reached the sound-proof doors. He hadn't even checked to see if Izumi was following him. As soon as he opened them, panicked breathing noises, and whimpers could be heard from within. "Sorry, my little toys. I don't have time to play with you at the moment. I just need to get some of my things. I'll be back as soon as I can though!" He exclaimed before grabbing his suitcase full of tools, and rushing back to find the others. The first person to address on the situation would obviously have to be his leader.

"Francisca! Look at this!" Lance's voice could barely be heard down the hallway that led to Francisca's training room. Without taking any regard for her personal space, he flew the door leading to the lab room open, and charged inside. What he wasn't expecting was his glorious new leader to be singing a lullaby. He was in awe. "Wow. That was pretty cute, Francisca. Who knew you could sing so well. Hehehe." Lance commented, before pushing the tracking device in her face. That old satellite we took over finally came in handy. Look what it picked up. The "other" Apocalypse fraction are pilling into one location. There seems to be about 7 of them on some type of high elevation. They're no doubt about to attack the school. There is also another person who has infiltrated the school. Thats right. The United School for the Gifted. This might be our chance to steal the Milele Jua, while those idiot are acting as distractions. We'll have to move fast though." Lance explained, overly-excited by the whole ordeal.

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Character Portrait: Roady Domene Character Portrait: Lance Kirkwall Character Portrait: Aristata Hope Collins Character Portrait: Margrethe Thea Salomon Character Portrait: Drake Michael Character Portrait: Eckhart Rockwall
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Skye

"No, we're not moving out yet. I still have not received word from Rio."
She looked down doubtfully at her phone and wondered if she would ever receive word from Rio. She then made another one of her split second decisions.
"If we don't have a call within the next ten minutes, we're beginning. I don't want to start without confirmation, but neither can I afford to waste any more time standing here."

Skye nods not wanting to go forward with the subject any longer, she stood there and observed the other members.
They all seemed strong, and this made her feel at ease. Though at the same time, it worried her secretly. It is obvious many fraction members don't like the idea of working together...but then again they weren't dumb enough to go against each other...right? Although seeing how the situation between Roady, Eckhart, and Aristata was all happy, it seemed to tie the group together.

'The peace should last..' She thought, watching their interaction with much amusement. 'For awhile...'

Dropping her tense hand from the hilt of her sword, she began to think about the possibility of killing all the E.P.I.C swords men in the school. It has been rumors that there were many this year and was a perfect time to hunt them all. Killing enemies swords men became a habit lately and it was rare to see so many in one place. "Hey Eckharts you wanna wrestle? Blow off some steam or something huh?" She started to laugh and smirked at Eckhart hoping he would say yes, because she was all game for a good play wrestling about now too. "pleeeease? You wanna wrestle with an innocent little kitten like me?" she batted her eyelashes innocently and laughed at herself. A lazy eyebrow quirked up before the both angled downward and she pinched the bridge of her nose with a scoff. 'Does she not know how old he is...?' But she didn't blame her, Eckhart looked rather young but he was...an official geezer.
Honestly, she was jealous at his rare ability to look young at such an age. He probably had a lot of tricks up his sleeves after all the things he went through. What was this blue hair girl getting herself into to?... 'This would be fun to watch~'

Izumi


Upon hearing the noise of Lance's torture toys, she sighed with bliss, her heart rate increasing. Though Izumi quickly caught up to Lance and was surprised to hear a calm and sweet melody. It surprisingly calmed her down....but only a little. "Yeah!" She agrees with lance on both of his statements. If they were to get the artifact who knew what power they will get. But then again her concious tugged at her, telling her how slim the chances were. But she ignored it. The concious was right, but she lacked adventure and if she were to go without it for a large amount of time, she may explode... literally. "come on Leader what do you think!" Izumi urged her, by getting closer to her "personally bubble", her claws scratching the ground slightly. 'Anything would be fine, just to explode a building will set her down for awhile.' Her eyes widen, and began to water in a childish "Puppy eye"

Exile


Exile watch the interaction between both leaders, and ignored the urge to growl. She took a step closer to Drake in a protective manner, seeing that Aristata was having her own fun. 'Was this really a good idea to put the fractions together...?' She wonders, her fingers tingling with magic as the presence of another magical user came along. It was the "Black Swamp Witch" who she heard of frequently. She began to stare calmly at the witch, taking in some information about her. This witch seemed strong, and she can see that she would be kinda good in physical combat. She didnt look that bad either. 'Maybe she would teach me something...' Exile thought, hoping that would be true. She been reading numbers of spells books that did not interest her in the slightest, so learning a new spell would make her day.

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Character Portrait: Lance Kirkwall Character Portrait: Izumi FullBuster Character Portrait: Francisca La'Rouge
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#, as written by Byte
Francisca La'Rouge
Abandoned Science Facility

Paying no mind to what else may lurk the abandoned building, Francisca clearly enjoyed the peace this training was giving her. So much, that she hadn't noticed the crazy doctor stumbling through the door. It more or less surprised her in a bad way, but the woman kept her calm pose, and simply stopped dead in her tracks.

“Who knew you could sing so well. Hehehe.”

The War faction leader sheathed her weapon, before spinning around to face Lance, her dress and blonde hair swaying around her body as she did so. “That is very sweet of you to say, Lance. Thank you~” A smile plastered itself on her face, grateful for the medic's compliment. 'Twas when Francisca turned her attention fully on her subordinate, she saw that Izumi, the War faction's heavy arms woman, had entered the room as well.

“Is there something I can do for you two?” The swordswoman leaned on the hilt of her sword with both her hands, giving the two excited kids a motherly smile. With an immediate answer, Lance explained how their 'satellite' had managed to pick up a signal of the remaining Apocalypse factions. Hmm? So that scrap of metal actually worked? It did surprise their leader, as she dismissed it as a failed attempt when the rest wanted to fix it.

“Lance, we are in no condition to do such a thing. You should know that we've only been recovering slightly from last years onslaught.” Francisca sighed, carefully re-adjusting the bucket on one of the dummies. Obviously, she understood their hunger for battle, as well as their greed for the Milele Jua. But they were in no such condition to even consider those actions.

“Go collect the others,” The woman announced, turning back to her two most crazy subordinates. “We may not succeed in getting into E.P.I.C., but I won't let Apocalypse have their fun... Not when they still have a few debts to pay.” Francisca smiled at Izumi's pleas. The heavy arms woman always was one for aggressive fun, though in the swordswoman's eyes it was a bit too much. But everyone has their own views on what is entertainment, right?

With a dismissing signal, Francisca allowed the two War members to go on with their business, collect the remaining members, and grab their gear. They would move as quickly as possible.

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Character Portrait: Roady Domene Character Portrait: X Character Portrait: Lance Kirkwall Character Portrait: Aristata Hope Collins Character Portrait: Drake Michael Character Portrait: Forte Mussolini
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[I would like to apologize in advance for the people I keep waiting after this post. I would also like to apologize for how short as hell, and half-assed some of these posts will be, as I shall begin packing for the trip soon, and probably have little time online afterwards, because we're probably going to be getting up soon. Believe me. No one detests one-liners more. Ok. They're not thaaat bad, but whatevs. Me still no likey them.]

Lance was a little dissapointed in his leader's response to stealing the Milele Jua, but was happy to find that her distaste for the other factions was still fresh. "Sweet! So we still get to mess with those assholes who left us to die. Bet they don't even think any of us survived." Lance snickered, before motioning to Izumi to follow him, before taking off again.

Once he reached the floor he expected her to be on, Lance attempted to kick the door open in excitement, only to recoil in pain, clutching his foot. All that was heard was a blunt, thuding noise against the door. He then proceeded to opening it like a normal person. "He-ow... Hey Gennah. Guess who we get to mess with today. Wanna visit your little sis?" He asked through a mischevious, toothy smirk, while opening the door a crack. "I bet she'll sure be happy to see you." He commented, with a thumbs up.

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"Nah. I'll save the fighting for the E.P.I.C. brats." He responded to Aristata's wrestling challenge. After announcing that she was 19, she then countered by asking, and even guessing his age. "One less, little lady. I'm 17." Was Roady's simple reply. "Like I said, you should was out who you flirt with. Ecky's over here is 28. Big surprise right?" He chuckled, awaiting the girl's reaction.

Meanwhile, Roady couldn't help but notice that the Death faction leader taking off before the rest of them. "You're boss is kinda reckless, aint he? I think I could get along with him. " Roady commented, before smiling, and leaping off the hill. His feet skidded along the mix of grassy and earthen terrain. "Can't let him have all the fun!" He yelled out, before reaching to the bottom, and focusing a cheetah phantom-shift around his arms and legs. Roady then began running on all fours at incredible speed, with ghost-like yellow fur pertruding from his forearms and legs. Before he got close enough to be spotted, he dispelled his phantom-shift. He spotted Drake on top of a tree, not too far from where he was. He scouted the area, searching for any guards patrolling the area. He found none. Taking out ruster, he waited for his teamates to follow him, already aiming the pistol at the head of a slumbering student. "You don't even know how easy it would be to kill you right now. Dumb brat..." He commented.

--

Forte was a bit confused by Ⓧ's answer. "An air force? What where you do-" She began before he answered Ali's question. 'Half-life? Hero?' Forte thought in her head. Ⓧ just kept getting more and more interesting by the second. He then proceeded to meanding the minor cuts and stabs Ace had delt to Ali in his fit of fear. "It looks like you could become something pretty close to a hero with abilities like that." Forte announced.

[DSFDJWFGAESJU$^QEDWDY3t2y3EGh4Hds#@$ytrsdfasdojigdswGDSHD3e#RFg$FFWF#FEF$GKDEOF!#WM SEX PISTOL! Now that I have all of your attention's, I'd like to start explaining how things will be for all of those people who don't look at the OOC. Archy(Byte) will be in charge until my return from a vaca trip within 3 days. His/Her(Sorry, still confused on that concept. xD) word is law! I believe *insert gender* has a pretty good idea whats going on, and what should occur in the next few pages of text. I still want all of you to remember the "3 POST LIMIT PER RP'ER(not character) EACH DAY." I can not stress this enough. If I return to 30 pages of a 2-man convo, I'm shuttin this mofo down asap. xD
I don't think theres anything else left to announce. Oh yh! Any characters that are made afterwards, will be accepted(depending on how well you followed the charry skelly). Is a certain couple of reservations aren't met by then, then theyw will be deleted. xD Well. Merry Sexmas in 6 months everyone! :D *waves goodbye like a Boss(spaz)*]

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Character Portrait: Lance Kirkwall Character Portrait: Francisca La'Rouge Character Portrait: Gennah Kazuki Character Portrait: Toria Kazuki
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Gennah blinked as she thought she heard a thudding sound against her door. She reached up and pulled the headphones off and, holding them up, brought them down to her neck just as her door opened and her kicker was revealed. It was Lance. What could that crazy doctor possibly want? She thought to herself, rolling onto her belly and looking up at him from where he stood behind the cracked door. He looked to be in a little pain and she guessed he was the one who kicked the door so hard. Doesn't he know that these aren't silly wooden doors? There hospital doors for god's sake, it's going to hurt if you kick them like that.

"He-ow... Hey Gennah. Guess who we get to mess with today. Wanna visit your little sis?"

A light smile played across Gennah's lips. It had been a while since she'd since her and maybe it could cure her boredom. So they were finally going to do something? What a relief! She pushed herself up and switched to a sitting position, pushing her long hair back out of the way so not to sit on it as Lance gave her a thumbs up and bet that Toria would be happy to see her. One of Gennah's hobbies was messing with her sister. Whenever she had the chance she'd take it. It was one of the things that fueled her to go on missions at the chance of seeing her. After all, they didn't get to see each other all that often in childhood. Since their father was a cop, he'd always be off showing her brat sister some gun techniques while she was off stealing or getting into trouble. "What does Francis have in mind?" She asked, her voice as clever sounding as always.

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Character Portrait: Lance Kirkwall Character Portrait: Izumi FullBuster Character Portrait: Francisca La'Rouge Character Portrait: Gennah Kazuki
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"So then we're finally going to do something?" Gennah's small smile widened into a smirk. "I can't wait!" She slowly pushed herself up off the couch and brushed her blue piggy tail out of the way. Though she admired her long hair dearly and loved it to the core of her soul, she had to admit it did get in the way sometimes. Constantly having to brush the piggy tails back behind her shoulders was tiring. A few people had suggested tying it back into a pony tail so that it would stay behind her shoulders or even a bun to she wouldn't end up accidentally sitting on it, but how stupid would she look? Piggy tails were one of her persuasion methods anyway. Men love the school girl, piggy tail look.

"So then we're infiltrating the school. Isn't that what the those other factions are doing? And after we infiltrate, are we going to steel the Milele Jua before the others can get their filthy hands on it? Or are we just going to have some fun torturing the other little Apocalypse members?" Gennah was curious to what exactly Francisca's plan was. Since Izumi just mentioned something about infiltrating, then that had to be part of the plan. Infiltration was one of her specialties.

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Character Portrait: Roady Domene Character Portrait: X Character Portrait: Lance Kirkwall Character Portrait: Margrethe Thea Salomon Character Portrait: Catherine Kelat Character Portrait: Drake Michael
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Lance could tell the news he brought had pleased Gennah. The smile placed upon her lips proved it. "What does Francis have in mind?" Gennah asked him. Afterwards Izumi commented on his little entrance, and he blushed a little in embarrassment. "Hey, hey. I got straight A's back in school. I'm far from a dummy." He replied solemnly. Before Lance had a chance to answer Gennah's question, Izumi put on her usual grin and answered for him. "She said that we should head out quickly, but we had to get you! Hehe, its going to be so fun trying out my new explosives and watching them fly in the sky- haha sorry hehe, anyways~ We're supposed to grab the rest of the members and meet up with the leader! Though she didnt like the idea of infiltrating the school, she didnt mind joining in on the fun~!" Lance couldn't have said it better himself. Well... Maybe a little better. Lance snickered a little as Izumi began rambling about her daydreams of making people explode, and calamity.

Lance was glad to see that Gennah was just as excited about this operation, or merrymaking for lack of a better term, as he and Izumi were. "Francisca said that trying to obtain the Milele Jua with our current power would be too risky. But rather, this would be a way to make our mark, and let the other factions know we're still kicking and after their asses." Lance then put on a creepy smirk that slightly resembled Izumi's. "Torture the other Apocalypse members. Hehehe. Doesn't sound like a bad idea. I've got a certain member in mind who I really want to carve up." Lance chuckled madly, continuing before he was able to compose himself.

"But yes... This overall is an infiltration mission. I'm guessing you being the best at this sort of thing, and me being useless in a fight will cover that role. I think Izumi and the others will be giving Apocalypse hell in the mean time." Lance finally announced, returning to his perky, energetic attitude. I think the only person left to find would be Koichi. I actually forgot where he spends his time at. Do you know, Izumi?" Lance asked, turning to her.

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Forte nodded in acknowledgement of Ⓧ's thank you. All of a sudden a young man came up to the trio and began poking Ⓧ in the face. He aparently had also taken interest in Ⓧ's telepathic abilities. "Envy..." Forte subconsiously said to herself as Shin began asking how he could get his mouth removed. Forte walked up to him and grabbed his arm to make him stop poking Ⓧ. "Hey. What do you think you're doing. Thats kind of rude, you know." Forte stated, before proceeding to poke Shin hard in his face. "Lets see how you like it." Forte smiled, slightly enjoying messing with Shin.

Forte then noticed that Ⓧ had resprouted his tendrils, quickly gathering the attention of several other students. Forte then came to the assumption that Shin had pissed Ⓧ off. She waited to see if Ⓧ would make a move, before she began defending Shin. Ⓧ seemed to be troubled by something, but Shin seemed to be on the bottom of his list.

At the same time, Ali seemed to be troubled by something as well. Forte was still slightly worried about her, even though she said that she was fine. 'Could it be Ⓧ?' She wondered. After she finished the thought, Ⓧ announced that something wasn't right. Forte then noticed Ace jumping out of Ali's arms and going out the auditorium entrance. She thought it was strange for Ali to allow him to do so. Maybe Ali told him to, but Forte didn't hear her say a thing. Even if she did, it wasn't as if Ace could understand her. Right? "Hey Ⓧ. What do you mean by, something's not right?" Forte asked, as she started becoming very cautious.

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Roady growled in annoyance and Drake began giving out orders, as if he was the big leader. "I don't need you to tell me my role in this operation, bastard." He replied arrogantly through his earpiece, before a band of guards coming out to possibly patrol, began heading his way. "Heh. This is ussually the time Ma-" Roady began his sentence before the guards began dropping like flies. "Yup. Routine gets really boring sometimes." The students who hadn't been paying attention, or were sleeping ,were now fully alert. Roady quickly aimed for the leg of the once sleeping student from earlier. He seemed to be a swordsman. It would be annoying to engage in a close-range battle from the get-go. "Should have just stayed asleep like nothings going on, kid." He said, unleashing a few rounds that incapacitated the student.

Roady then jumped from his hiding spot and began gunning down the few regular guards who had managed to survive Margrethe's earlier attack. Little did he know that a female student had snuck up behind him with dual daggers. "Sneaky little bitch, huh?" Roady commented before aiming Ruster against the blade of the dagger she had thrust at him and pulled the trigger. The force of the bullet caused her to lose her hold of the dagger and left her with only 1 weapon. She grimaced, having had her assassination attempt failed. Roady then rushed at her, as she held her remaining dagger in a defensive stance. Roady was too fast for her. He quickly drew Bianca, and aimed it at the bottom of the girl's chin, while holding Ruster against her other blade, his arms now in a cross-like state. "Lets see. I can only fire one of these pistols without blowing my arm off. Can you remember which one I was using earlier?" Roady asked the girl, who looked at him with terrified eyes.

Suddenly, a sword came at Roady's back, which he barely evaded. It was the student from earlier, who he had shot in the leg. He appeared to be steadying himself on one leg. The boy was obviously in no condition to fight, at least not properly. "This is what happens when I try to be generous and let you brats live." Roady said shaking his head and sighing. As he did this, the student slashed out at him with all of his might. Roady quickly blocked it with Bianca and aimed Ruster at the boy's stomach. "I commend you for challenging me in your condition, but you should really..." Roady began before surging foward and hitting the boy's hand with his pistol to make him drop his weapon, then hit him hard in the gut to make him lose conciousness. "know your limits, brat!" He finished his sentence from earlier, as the boy held onto Roady's arm, trying to maintain his consiousness. "You gotta strong will, but you should just learn to give up. I gave you 2 chances, but I've decided end your suffering here." Roady said aiming Ruster at the boy's head and pulling the trigger before he even had time to react.

The girl from earlier had recovered and aimed to strike Roady in his head. He sidesteped, not expecting her to bring the dagger back quickly to stab him in the face. He was surprised, and jerked his head to the side, escaping the attack with a mere scratch to the cheek. 'Heh. Even if they are kids, they're still freaks just like me. Never know what kind of surprises they can throw at ya.' He thought before she made an attempt to slit his throat. He threw Ruster in the air, and caught her arm with his free hand, right before she could reach his neck. He then kicked her foward, and aimed Bianca at her chest. He then placed his free hand on the arm wielding Bianca, to support it. He then pulled the trigger, sending out a power bullet that went right through the girl's chest, leaving a small hole. The girl died instantly, to Roady's relief. However, a few trickles of her blood at splashed onto his face, and clothes, which he didn't really mind. The recoil sent Roady's arm backward, with a powerful jerk. This was why he had to support it with his other arm.

Ruster then fell to the ground beside him. He picked up the pistol checking the barrel. "Yup. Out of ammo. Shit. I left my spare bullet cartridges at home." Roady said to himself, looking up to realise that guards had surrounded him from all sides. "Ah. A welcome party just for me? You shouldn't have. But I do see one problem with here." Roady joked, putting Ruster and Bianca back into their holsters. "Theres no alcohol." He smirked, as orange and black ghostly images began covering his arms and legs. Soon the black shapes began to form into stripes. "Hey. You guys ever take on a siberian tiger before?" He asked, now on all fours. One of the guards had shot at him while, he was talking. He dodged it, while at the same time leaping. He had seemed to dissapear. The guards all looked around, frantically trying to find him. Soon their eyes were drawn, to where Roady was. He was holding the guard who had shot at him, and another next to him up in the air, with his hands, or rather claws embedded in their backs. "Of course not. You don't take on a Siberian tiger. You run like hell, idiots." He laughed, before proceeding to finish off the rest of the guards. He managed to kill about 8 more, before a headache started attacking his brain. He immideatly dropped his phantomshift before the headache worsened.

'Damn. I forgot that shift takes more concentration than the others.' He thought, holding his head in pain. There were now 4 guards who were all aiming weapons at him. "I was hoping to finish you all off before this." Roady said, reaching for Bianca. They soon began shooting at him, one bullet grazing his leg. He managed to avoid a fatal injury. He continued running in a circular motion, as they continued to fire at him. Once the guards were perfectly alligned, he raised Bianca, once again supporting his gun-wielding arm. Pulling the trigger, the recoil was too much for him with his headache also playing a role. He flew backward a few feet, as the bullet went through all four guards. All of them died except for one who had his arm blown off. He screamed in pain for a little while before he lost too much blood and finally died. "Just another day on the job." Roady commented to himself, pulling out his alcohol canister and taking another swig of vodka.

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The sound of Koichi's footsteps were so light they could barely be heard as he walked down one of the hallways in the old building. He had hardly gotten any sleep the night before because he'd spent yet another night in the room he'd made into his personal armory. Though he didn't have as many guns as he used to, he still had to have some place to store them. And since Koichi was a bit of an organizational, clean-freak, he spent constant hours polishing guns, counting ammo, and rearranging things. Since he wasn't satisfied with the arrangement of his room for very long, he was always changing things around. That also made it harder for others to find anything specific.

A large yawn escaped from his mouth after he looked around to make sure no one was watching. They'd been in this building only for a short time, but they've already recuperated quite a bit and Koichi had began to wonder when they were going to make their next move. Sure, spending some quality time with his guns and enjoying the peace and quiet was nice, but even Koichi had ended up getting bored just laying around.

He turned the corner and peered down the hallway. This was his absolute least favorite hallway, mostly because this is where the war factions thief had made her, lets say, 'territory'. Gennah and Izumi were his absolute least favorite members. Izumi was just to hyperactive and childish for him to have to endure, and Gennah's sly, flirty personality was almost just as bad. Their medic wasn't so bad, though Koichi had to admit Lance even creeped him out sometimes. Their leader, on the other hand, was someone Koichi fully respected.

He stopped in his tracks, hearing what sounded like the members of the war faction. It figures.. He thought to himself, continuing down the hallway as he listened to what sounded like Lance's voice explaining a plan to someone, most likely Gennah. He reached the door just in time to hear his name and he stopped in front of the open door. "Is there something you want me for?"

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Roady frowned as he heard a familiar voice ruining his drinking break. "Roady do you think you could've been any more noticeable?" He heard Aristata ask before taking in the air. Roady didn't think this was strange, as it was a natural habit of people who possessed abilities like his and her's. It didn't occur as often with Roady, as his abilities are more physical than sense related. "Well seeing as my role is to be a distraction, I figured it was my job to get noticed. I didn't think I'd have to take on half of the western side of the building though." He answered. He could then tell that something felt different about the atmosphere she gave off for a few seconds. He looked back to see that hers eyes had turned black and red. She then reached to get some of the blood and began inhaling it. 'How long exactly has she been harboring these abilities? I only started doing crap like that within the 1st 4 months that they started appearing.' He thought to himself, feeling the headache still sturring around. "Roady aren't you gonna hide your kills, I mean the guards? Ya know to stay undetected still..." Aristata asked Roady irritatingly. "Why bother? Its not like more guards aren't going to start coming out anyway. I'd much rather prepare for the 2nd wave. You should do the same." Roady replied holding up his canister for her to see, implying that, that was his way of preparing.

He then heard another familiar voice ring in his ears, asking if he was ok. He was already aware of her presence before she did however. "Yeah. Just a couple of scratches here and there. Nothing to worry about." Roady announced, regretfully standing up to prove it. "Seeing as I can only use Bianca at the moment, and can't utilize my therian powers for a while, I'm not exactly sure how good I'll be in round 2." He stated, reaching down to return Ruster to it's holster, and then to pick up Bianca. "I'll be on the sidelines if you need me." Roady said, looking at his leader Margrethe with an annoyingly laidback expression.

Suddenly a sharp noise pierced Roady's ears. He had to hold them in pain. Being a hunter, his senses were still slightly better than the average human's, although not as much as most. "Damn. Who knew E.P.I.C. had such a monster in their control. Ugly bastard..." Roady commented looking up at Ⓧ's horrific transformation. He was still holding his ears, with the canister and Bianca still in his hands.

"Oi cutie over there, you two girls. Fancy telling me what your up too, or maybe you would prefere your faces burned? I dont take too kindly to lies, so name your place here quickly or I'll shoot anyway." Roady heard the voice of another girl, not so familiar this time. He automatically aimed Bianca in her direction, almost pulling the trigger right away. He stopped himself in time to remember what would happen if he fired Bianca without properly preparing himself. It seemed to be a girl from the school. Strangly enough she was wielding a bazooka over her shoulder with ease. 'Theres no way she should be able to wield a bazooka that size unless she's one of those...' Roady thought to himself. Roady's reply to her introduction was the same as you'd expect. "Who said you could call me cutie, gorilla girl. What jungle were you born in? I don't have to answer to someone who only speaks ape." He replied refering to her crazy strength, with the same nonchalant expression. Roady was always good at remaining calm in a situation, no matter how serious it is. Even if there was an oversized bazooka pointed at him, so what?

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Lance figured Izumi would know, since she spent her time around the armory levels. He thought that Koichi might as well. Lance looked back to Gennah to ask if she knew where Koichi spent most of his time, before Izumi elbowed him. "Found him!" He turned to find her turning toward someone, to reveal Koichi, who was asking if anyone needed him for something. "Ah, Koichi! How long have you been standing there? Did you hear me explain our plan to Gennah, or do you need me to say it again? Either way, it'd save more time to at least give you the basic gist of the situation. Fransica and the rest of us are going go mess with the Apocalypse factions who are invading E.P.I.C. at the moment. We need to act fast if we're going to make it before the fun is over, so you should start packing up what you want to bring." Lance said, not waiting for Koichi's answer.

"I've already got what I need." He said, raising his suitcase, and patting it. "Hey Izumi. Do you have everything you need? If so, we should get the car ready. I don't know how to drive, so you'll have to do it." Lance told her. "I guess I should tell Fransica that we've all been briefed on the mission. See you guys outside." Lance said, before running off to Fransica's room once again. He was already breathing a little heavily. He never had much reason to run this much in a while. The last he could remember was when he was running for his life from E.P.I.C. He was one of the first to fully accept Fransica as their new leader, while some of the others might have been a little more resistant. Finally making it to Fransica's room, he knocked this time instead of opening the door. "We're all set Fransica. We're all going to meet outside, and then roll out to the school." Lance stated, before rushing off once more to the meeting point.

(Uuuuuuugh. Sorry for the immense repetition in Lance's posts. Its really hard to think of new crap when I'm just making him run around, explaining the mission, then running off again with each post. And yes. You may modify the badass vehicle the War faction will be cruising around in, Dreamer. xD)

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Forte began hearing faint bullet noises most likely coming from outside. Even with everyone in the auditorium talking, she could easily distinguish them, because of the many encounters shes had with bullets. She became even more cautious as Ⓧ began growing his extensions out even longer, and climbing up the wall like a spider. She had to admit that it was incredibly freaky. Ⓧ exited the building through a door that led outside. Forte haden't noticed it until now. Ⓧ continued to crawl up the wall, until he reached the highest point in the school, which was ironically at the top of the glass dome which housed the auditorium roof. Almost all of the students in the auditorium were either pointing, freaking out, or staring in wonder at him at this time. Those who hadn't been aware of his presence before, sure were now.

Forte could barely make out that Ⓧ had formed a mouth on his empty face. It didn't appear anywhere close to a human mouth. This was confirmed when Ⓧ let out a monsterious wail that vibrated the entire building. "What in hell is he doing?!" She said aloud, while comprehending if this was the same, polite creature she had been talking to only a minute ago. Forte then remembered the gunshot sounds she made out earlier. 'Could he be reacting to those?' Forte thought.

She then, let go of Shin's arm and once again reached into her bag for her expandable chakrams. What she pulled out were a pair of small, metal spheres, that had a trigger-like handle in between the circular outline, with space in between for an average-sized hand to fit through. She pulled the trigger for both of the chakrams once, to make them expand, and once again to make the blades jut out. "Hey Ali. I need you to follow me, ok?" Forte asked, completely forgetting the possibility that Ali might be blind. Shen turned to Shin. "You can come too if you want." She told him, not truly caring if Shin came along or not. Forte then began rushing towards the door that Ⓧ had left through.

Once outside, she looked around noticing a group of four people, 3 female, 1 male. Around them was a mass of blood and corpses. The females for the most part seemed mostly untouched by it, while the male was practically soaked. Forte decided to keep her distance for now. One of the females didn't seem to fit in with the rest, as she was holding a weapon towards them. Forte decided to wait, and see what happens before she acts. At the same time, she kept a warry eye on Ⓧ, not knowing what he could do next.

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"Well seeing as my role is to be a distraction, I figured it was my job to get noticed. I didn't think I'd have to take on half of the western side of the building though. Why bother? Its not like more guards aren't going to start coming out anyway. I'd much rather prepare for the 2nd wave. You should do the same." Roady stated. 'Damn he must know what he is doing then huh. How wonderful. Now if only he'd stop drinking on the job then we can get somewhere perhaps, and maybe he could rise to be one of the best fighters as well.' Aristata thought to herself as a smirk ran across her face.

Aristata suddenly heard the worst possible noise she could have ever heard in her life. She screamed in pain clutching and scratching at her ears to try and get the noise to stop. It was like hundreds and hundreds of people screaming in pain were all squished inside her head. The noise was so painful to her sensitive ears that her knees became weak and she started to slip to the ground. She held onto Margrethe's shoulder with one hand and the other clawing at her right ear. "What in the bloody hell is that noise!?" She yelled as it slowly started to stop. Her eyes were black and filled with anger. The Red Hot coursed through her veins she suddenly heard a strange unfamiliar girl speak. "Oi cutie over there, you two girls. Fancy telling me what your up too, or maybe you would prefere your faces burned. I dont take too kindly to lies, so name your place here quickly or I'll shoot anyway" She let out a low loud growl that would be strange coming from a girl who looked so innocent and sweet, but it was something normal for her and probably Roady also. Aristata took out an arrow from her sheath in the blink of an eye and aimed it straight at the girl, holding the bazookas, head. "My name is Ari. State your own name and business girl." Aristata announced in a deadly growl of a tone. Her eyes were still dark black with rage from the noise that hurt her eardrums and she was also having an adrenaline rush like no other. Soon more students were emerging from the school and she knew that people might die very soon and that herself, Margrethe, and Roady were to soon be outnumbered in their side of the facility. Aristata tilted her head to the side pushing her earpiece button and whispering into the mic, but still staring at the girl holding the massive gun with a deadly glare and kept her bow and arrow poised straight at the girls head. "Drake, things are getting a wee bit chaotic over here, you should just find a way into the school quickly before things get too messy."

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Francisca La'Rouge
Abandoned Science Facility

Watching the two eager War faction mebers take of to collect the others, Francisca wasn't far behind them. Though the leader had no intention of making sure they followed her request, Francisca took a turn into a different hallway, and entered her own quarter. One does not simply leave unprepared, and the swordswoman was no exception to that rule.

Dressing herself in her combat attire, which was a wonder it still fitted her perfectly, Francisca gathered her arms. A hilt-less blade, that rested in its respective iron alloyed sheath. No strap, for the woman always carried her weapon battle-ready. You never know when danger may strike, so it is best to be ready at any moment.

All geared up, Francisca was about ready to leave the room, when her favourite medic once again interrupted her unwillingly. It was as if he had a monopoly on disturbing people at their most private. Wasn't their leader lucky to be dressed! Might've been caught at the wrong moment, which would've been awkward... So very, very awkward. And sweet comedic relief, but I digress.

“We're all set Francisca. We're all going to meet outside, and then roll out to the school.” He was exhausted, obviously. Like he just ran a marathon. With another smile, the woman turned to Lance, nodding to his words. 'Roll out.' Likely meant that they were going to bring that massive heap of metal with them. Not one of Francisca's favourite methods of getting around. Not when they were planning a surprise attack, anyway.

And if the person is driving, who she thought was going to drive, gave her even more distaste for the vehicle. Waiting not a second longer, Francisca locked the door to her quarter, and made her way outside of the building. Everyone should be there by now...

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"All I need are my fingers!" Gennah said with a smile, giving Lance a thumbs up before he dashed off. Though it was true she didn't really use weapons, she carried a set of knives with her anyway. Not to mention the little knick-knacks she kept in pockets under her suit-jacket; plenty of little tools for lock picking, replacing stolen objects, laser spray, and a few other toys.

"He just said that you were driving..."

Somebody sounds a little worried, she thought to herself. Unlike Koichi, who hadn't been a war faction member for very long at all, Gennah had been a part of the faction for a very long time. She knew Izumi was quite the skilled driver and, though she would never admit it out loud, she trusted Izumi with her life. Of course, only while the bouncy heavy was driving. And when Lance said he couldn't drive, he was damn well right about that. Gennah was also a pretty talented driver but, since she preferred just sitting back and relaxing while in a car, she hated driving.

"Awww is Koi Koi scared?" She purred after Izumi left the room to go get the car. She walk up and gave the boy a tight hug. "You're so cute sometimes!!" She said with a cheerful expression, squeezing him a little tighter before letting him go and leaving the room. "Off to have some fun we go!" She said loudly, making her way down to where she knew the others would be waiting. She wanted to get a good seat where she could stretch out her legs.