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Seth Yagami

Socially: awkward and quirky. In a heated situation: calm, collected, calculated. And deadly.

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a character in “Tererra Academy”, as played by TFE Wolf

Description

Seth has deep black hair that reaches just about to his eyes in the front. He's about 5'9 with a slim build, not too muscular. He's 17, born on October 31. His personality is split; in normal day to day life, he's awkward and it's hard for him to socialize. But in combat, he's a totally different person. He can bring together a team, give orders to put team members out of harms way or set them up to defeat enemies with ease, and communicate effectively. If only he knew how to be outgoing like that all the time... otherwise, he might seem cold or distant at times but he truly is kind. He has a very bad habit of not being able to say what he's thinking the way he thinks it; he gets misunderstood a lot, and it tends to be detrimental to him.

He likes to listen to music a lot, and even plays it to calm himself when in high stress situations. He also likes to show off his skill with his rifle if he can. The only thing is, it's not very good at close range at all, and he hates that about it. He also hates being wrong, or not being able to do something right so he tends to be a perfectionist at times.

His strengths are his skill with his rifle, his high mobility despite carrying a rather large weapon, and spacial awareness of himself and his team in combat, giving him excellent leadership qualities. His weaknesses, however, are he loses his leadership skills when not in combat, becoming quiet and reclusive, his limited skill at close range, and difficulty taking on large groups of enemies.

His goal is to one day, help fight for people in need and protect those in danger. He wants to use his skills for good purposes and to make sure he never uses them to hurt innocent people. Since an incident that occurred a long time ago, he's always been scared that he might make a mistake again and hurt someone else that he cares about.

His weapon class is ranged: he uses a modified .308 bolt action sniper rifle and has many attachments for it, including a bipod, toggle flashlight/lasersight, high power adjustable magnification scope that can range from 5x to 40x magnification, 5 round magazine, toggle night vision added scope, and finally an attachment for adding a bayonet to the end if he needs to.

Uhh, history. So his father is American, and taught him from a young age all about using firearms. He loved shooting, it was fun. But, one day, while practicing, his sister had walked out into the range and no one was there to notice but him, but he was too focused on shooting to notice either until she was in his sights. Before he could stop himself, his finger hit the trigger and she dropped immediately. Now, it was no where near fatal, only hitting her leg, which is why she dropped so fast, but since then he has always felt guilty about what he did. Anytime he was around her he would do everything he could just to make her happy, no matter the inconvenience. She has long since forgiven him, but that is one feeling he will carry with him to the grave. He has since made spacial awareness before firing mandatory and has spent countless weeks training to perfect it. Now he hopes to better himself even more at this school before he's truly ready to help others.

Theme song is military storm.

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So begins...

Seth Yagami's Story

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Character Portrait: Fintan Fletcher (Fin) Character Portrait: Akira Tererra Character Portrait: Ridley Sigivald Character Portrait: Isamu Hisoka Character Portrait: Seth Yagami Character Portrait: Màiri B. Allaway
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Location: School Auditorium
Time: Monday, 10:00 am.




It was finally the entrance ceremony beginning another school year of Tererra Academy. Students of all years and ranks filled the seats. The four purple ranks stood with two on either side of the stage. Everyone waited patiently as the headmaster walked onto the stage, clapping erupting in the hall.

Alexander Tererra settled everyone down and began to speak. "Thank you for coming students. We're gathered here to commemerate another year of the TRA!" Claps erupt in the room."We welcome our freshman to the Academy and hope you enjoy your time here. Do take note that more students will be joining us soon, and will join classes along with you all. Now, to make sure new students know what our duty is in this world. As students of Tererra Academy, we train to protect and help those who are inexperienced in the art of weapon summoning. You will fight with all you have, and learn many valuable information. Students here in the TRA are ranked by color. Blue being the lowest and inexperienced, green being the average fighters, red being the masters of their class, and purple-" He gestures toward the students standing on the sides of the stage, who then proceed to nod their heads. "Being the best of the best; the legends of the Academy. Ranking tests will be held right after the ceremony. Proceed to the gym to participate. Now, freshmans, your instructor and guide for all you need to know will be Akari Tererra, my successor, who is a red rank brawl class. She will now be telling you whatever other rules there are in the academy."

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Akira walked over to the podium and took her grandfather's place. "Freshman! Here at the TRA we have rules. Rules that you must follow or you'll face the consequences. This is also a review for older students. Curfew after classes end is 10:00. You may go to the nearby town after school hours, but you must be in your dormitory by 10:00 pm. Anyone caught outside after curfew will be severely punished without mercy no matter the situation. Summoned weapons used against other students without permission is also not tolerated. Same punishment goes as well. If you must go somewhere during school hours, you must have a valid reason approved by your head weapon class advisor. And you must be in class before or directly at 8:00 am before the school bell rings. Tardy students will be given a task to complete during free period and one to complete after school. Please understand that we are very strict with our rules and misbehaving students constantly causing havoc to these rules will without exception be expelled. Thank you for your time and you are all dismissed. Check the map and board in the hall to see where the gymnasium is located and who your advisor is." So, the school year officially began.

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Seth sighed in resignation. His uniform was not only plaid, but the color scheme had no function in his opinion. It didn't serve to camouflage, so why such a bright red? And why didn't it have more pockets? He was used to his normal pants that front, back, and cargo pockets. He felt naked in a way since he could not carry as much. But, he decided, this is the school uniform that they require and as such he has done choice but to find some other way to store gear. Regardless, he didn't have time to figure that out now, it was nearly time to get to the auditorium for the ceremony. He took his duffle bag to his room and left it at the foot of the bed for now. He would have to come back later to sort his belongings.

Making his way to the auditorium, he noticed that while the uniform may have appeared very tight fitting and inflexible, that the case was actually the opposite. It was as if it was at least meant for comfort and ease of movement in combat. Perhaps more thought went into these uniforms than he first thought.... He stopped for a moment at a board to check the map again. He wanted to be sure he knew the building inside and out so that he knew where all his classes were, where the exits were, and any place he would have to gather at for any other reason. After that, he finally entered the room and found his seat.

The entire time before the ceremony, he was looking around and trying to analyze everyone he saw. People's heights, weights, the way the sat or stood, the way they spoke, anything that would hint at what type of person they may be. His father had always taught him to be ready for any situation, and one method to ensure that was to know your surroundings. If you knew where an enemy would attack from, you would know how to react. If you knew who your enemy might be, you would know how they might attack. If you knew them on a more personal level, you would know how to defeat them. While it seemed like most of the people here were kind and happy and that he wouldn't have to worry for the time being about an attack, he knew there was no way to know 100% because humans are just that- human. They are never always what they seem to be on the surface.

Once the ceremony started, he sat quietly listening to what he was being told. He took all the information to heart and did his best to remember it all. Another thing his father taught him was that information was worth its weight in gold; if you have a chance to get it at no cost, take it. Information was one thing that could never be stolen from you. He also took note of who talked to their friends during the speech, who sat quietly and listened, and who just didn't pay attention to anything. After the man finished speaking, a young red hair dedicated woman stepped up. She seemed very driven, with a lot of motivation. He also noticed she may have been slightly nervous and that she was using her energy and passion to hide it and to give herself more confidence. But if she were nervous, it was only very slight. If not, then the room was just hot, which would make sense since a lot of people were gathered in a single room. After the ceremony was complete, he went straight for the gym, ignoring the board he had already looked at four times since he arrived. "Who knows, this might just be fun." he said to himself.

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Location: Gymnasium
Time: Monday, 10:50 am.





Akira waited for the rest of the students to arrive. She was excited for the ranking test, for she had not been ranked yet either. She was determined to get a purple rank, even a red rank was a close second. Either way, she was going to show her skills. She wanted the freshman to see what was expected of them. As the last students arrived, she made her way to the front of the group, facing towards them. "Alright! Who's ready for some epic battling?" Cheers filled the humongous room. She closely watched Mairi, just in case she tried something funny. "Okay! How this works is we'll have two students come up and battle with whatever personal knowledge they have. Give it all you've got! The winner will most likely be ranked higher then their opponent, but it's also based off of control, agility, and attack power. One more thing. Girls, go to the lockerooms to put on provided leggings. It's only appropriate." Akira already was set for the battle. She waited for the girls to come back.

After everyone settled, she randomly pointed at a boy with blonde hair who's face screamed, I'm gonna win! This girl ain't got nothin' on me! "You! You're up first. Your opponent is me." Akira smirked. She didn't like people who underestimated her. He got into his battle stance, as a blue light formed into a long, sharp sword. A blade class, eh? Works for me. Akira thought. Akira then got into her own battle stance as a red light engulfed her hands. Then appeared her pair of magenta gauntlets. The boy made the first move. He ran at her with sword in hand, letting out a battle cry. Akira simply side stepped and drew her fist back, as pink Vika formed at the tip of her right gauntlet. POW! Her fist connected with his face as his body flung to the other side of the room. She waited for him to recover.

The boy stood, and ran at her again as she stood there, swinging his sword at her chest. Akira jumped up and landed on the tip of his sword, proceeding to place her hands on his head, front flipping off of him. She quickly turned and swiped her leg at his, causing him to fall forward. He stood up once again and ran at her another time. As Akira began to step away, the boy took out a hidden knife and sliced her cheek, causing a small cut to form. She frowned and ran at him, jumping onto his chest, pinning him down. Her fist stopped about a centimeter from his face, pink Vika visible at the tip. Akira giggled. "I think this battle is over. Don't make the same mistake of being a sexist prick again." Akira stood, and waited for the students' reaction.

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Fintan had eventually figured out the board. Following its instructions he strolled towards the gymnasium in no rush. Milling in with the other students he found a spot he felt comfortable in. It was away from the larger crowd and seemed to draw less attention to him. Leaning against a wall he tucked his hands in his pockets as the red headed girl whom had made a speech before began to lead the ranking tests.

"Alright! Who's ready for some epic battling?" Cheers filled the humongous room as she tried to pep everyone up.

"Okay! How this works is we'll have two students come up and battle with whatever personal knowledge they have. Give it all you've got! The winner will most likely be ranked higher than their opponent, but it's also based off of control, agility, and attack power. One more thing. Girls, go to the locker rooms to put on provided leggings. It's only appropriate." As she finished explaining Fin sighed.

So this was going to be a one battle at a time sort of deal? They may be here a while considering the number of students. Gazing around he decided to check out his fellow freshmen, some of them seemed zealous with confidence. Others wrung their hands nervously. It was probably the nervous ones that would put up a better fight, overconfidence tended to be the downfall of most people Fin had met.

He wondered if his new 'room mate' was amongst them. He hadn't met them yet after all, it would be interesting to see what they were capable of.

As the girls returned after getting changed the red head kicked things off. She picked out one of the overconfident students Fin at noticed. The boy seemed a little too peppy for Fin's tastes. Now just what type of fighting style did this Red head have? She sure acted confident herself, however, her eyes told him she could probably live up to that confidence unlike most of the students here.

Intrigued Fin watched the battle proceeded.

A brawler versus a blade, the battle was over in minutes. The blonde boy hadn't stood a chance, he had underestimated his opponent that much was true. A foolish mistake. It was always dangerous to rush into battle head first before reading your opponent. Predicting your opponent was the strategic way to ensure victory. If the blonde boy had taken a second to notice the fire in the red head's eyes he may have been more precautious of his attacks. She excelled in close range tactics, as brawlers do. His best bet would have been to try and tire her out, or at least defend her attacks rather than go on the offensive. It was the choice of someone unused to combat.

Fin glanced over at them as the blonde boy moved from the floor his shame of defeat plastered on his expression. A small smile cracked from Fins lips as he heard the Red Head's statement.Sexist prick? probably more like a foolish idiot. He thought to himself amused.

Who would be next into battle?

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Seth had a slow walk to the gym, and a sort of boring one. He didn't bump into anyone whatsoever along the way and no one followed behind him for a good distance, since they were all busy figuring out where they should go first. Except, there was one person who he noticed. Well, two in fact. But they seemed ingaged in a conversation about..... thighs and how the female presented them? He only managed to catch that part of the conversation, finding it completely absurd to make such a statement to a woman's face. Had he seen it the way the boy did, he would have stayed silent about it. Though, he felt part of the reason why might be because she would somehow take his words the wrong way and he would end up being slapped like how it has happened many times before. For example, one time, he tried to tell a girl her skirt was a bit too long and constrictive, preventing full range of movement. Instead, it came out as, "you should life your skirt up higher, that way you can maximize your abilities and perform better. Also, it looks very tight-" before the girl punched him square in the jaw. This is just one of many misunderstandings he has been involved in. So, for this reason, he kept silent and walked on. Lucky for him, it seemed neither of them noticed him and he was not caused harm.... this time.

Once he reached the gym, he looked around. It was empty, abd more importantly quiet. Too many voices wore down on him, since he has a bad habit of always tracking every one and noting what they say. This took a lot of focus to do so for so many people. Eventually, more and more people showed up. His silence left him, but on the bright side he began taking in knowledge. He knew about Jen and ken's break up, the party planned at Yuki's room after all the tests were complete, Rei's apparent lack of skill with his weapon he only just learned to summon, and much more. It amazed Seth just how inept people were at noticing when they were being listened to or rather, their lack of care about it. It only made things easier for him to eavesdrop and learn so much about people. Eventually the match ups started and he focused more on the fights. Seth watched every person who went up and fought, taking note of every fighters weapon, their style of fighting, any strengths or weaknesses he saw, anything that could prove useful and even information that was irrelevant. Finally, after a few fights, he decided to get this out of the way and volunteered. The other person who did so was an average boy, who seemed to have no defining features whatsoever. In fact, he was sure he may never see him again or at the very least, if he did, would not even recognize him if he could even pick him out of the crowd. He was simply too..... normal? Seth was baffled but pushed it aside, not showing any emotion or thought on the outside.

He waited for his opponent to summon his weapon first. It seemed like some kind of glove, so he assumed this was a brawler. He looked at it in detail, noticing no locations that seemed viable of focusing VIKA into a ranged attack. He had the advantage of range in this fight then since he simply had to stay out of arms length to win. He watched for just a moment more to see his stance before he summoned his own weapon. It was a strong, wide stance, meaning less maneuverable and more adept at defense. He wanted to see what Seth would do first and was not ready to react well to any speedy attacks. But he did have a determined look and was ready to react to some extent. A clear shot was not guaranteed. So instead, he planned while summoning, which also took some slight time for him since he had to have more information first before completing it... "Windage: negligible. Air current circulation provided by indoor heating and cooling system proves no effect at close range. Direction: Negligible due to prior information. Air pressure: 3kPA lower than average found at one atmosphere. Effect: Negligible. Elevation: no height difference to target. Shared elevation is sea level. Temperature: 79 degrees Fahrenheit. Effect: Negligible. Geographical lotcation: Negligible. Range: 43.2 meters. Effect: Negligible. Calibration complete. Sights set. Fire when ready. and with that his rifle appeared. As he was speaking, he was making his plan as he gathered information. Aside from what he said, he also noticed someone about to send a text on their phone. Perhaps it was to someone else in the room? He waited and listened (though his information gathering and his talking did not falter). After the final touch, someone else's Ringtone went off. Confirmed. They were sending back now? The first persons phone went off. Confirmed. There were basket ball goals attached to the ceiling, being held up by wires connected to a motor so that they may be stored this way until they were required, at which point they could be lowered. There were bleachers but they showed no significance at this point. There were also large, round bags. They appeared to be filled with sand maybe? He couldn't tell but they were definitely heavy and round which was the only important factor. His plan was complete as was his summon.

He finally took a deep, slow breath and aimed. BANG! 1. The opponent had stepped back and there was a small hole where his foot was. BANG! 2. A similar effect, aimed at his other foot. phone put down, text sent. Arriving in 3, 2.... BANG! 3. The stand holding all the heavy bags, which he assumed were replacement punching bags, was broken and they all roled towards his opponent, which he saw and jumped up, out of the way of. But then he got distracted by some sound somewhere. BANG! 4.The wire holding the basket ball goal up snapped and the goal came swinging down, hitting the boy and sending him into the wall, which he slid down and then got pinned to by the bags. They weren't heavy enough to keep him there long, but it was long enough for seth to line up a shot and guarantee a hit that would end the fight. But then everything stopped for seth, feeling like the world was in slow motion. The sweat drop falling from his forehead was suspended for eternity, the sound stopped, everyone still, his finger not even a millimeter away from pulling the trigger far enough to cause the hammer to slam the back of the round, causing a controlled explosion that would propel a projectile down his barrel and to an intended location. But none of that happened. From seth's point of view, the entire world warped around him, his opponent changing shape into the form of his sister. The crowd was gone and they were no longer in the gym, but a shooting range. The rifle and the sweat drop were the same. His finger moved one more millimeter. Before the hammer could even connect with the back of the cartridge of his bullet, he screamed at the top of his lungs, "SARAAAAAAH!!!!!" and everything went black. To everyone else there, all that happened was Seth appeared to have the win before he screamed a name and passed out, with a small nosebleed. He would wake up shortly into the next match sometime to find he was on the same bleachers he noticed earlier with an ice pack on his head. But his head did not hurt, the only thing he felt that was injured was his pride, though marginally. He, once again, couldn't fire at an opponent, even when he knew he was using non lethal rounds..... he just threw headphones into his ears and connected them to his phone and watched on....

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After all the fights had concluded, Seth waited for anyone who might have something important to say and listened closely to whatever it was they said. He was careful to note every detail just as he always did. But, he was still distracted with trying to find a solution to his dilemma; if he could not fire at someone who was deemed his opponent, how could he protect people from anyone with bad intentions. Sure, he could kill dangerous animals or other threats, but the moment the threat took on the shape of a human being, Seth had no hope of being able to take them on. Not with his current weapon, anyway. Every time he tried, even when he knew it couldn't kill the person, he was unable to shoot. What good did having so much skill with his rifle even mean if he was completely useless in combat!? How could someone who didn't even think twice about using his bayonet or a knife to kill a person suddenly be frozen with fear just because he changed his weapon to one that was more effective at range!? Seth sighed in defeat and walked out of the gym after all important announcements were made and he was free to do as he wished until dinner.

Being the socially inept person he was, and being quite irritated at himself, he opted instead of mingling, to just walk the halls and experience each location he read on the maps (aside from anywhere he shouldn't, such a girls dorm or bathroom, or an area meant for staff only). He figured maybe taking his mind off of things for the time was the best solution. He didn't get to meet any new people this way, but then again maybe he might. Seth was an intelligent boy, and he knew he couldn't be the ONLY one walking around. Regardless, walking with his headphones in was his best way to calm his nerves. Music was also just fun for him to listen to. He could spend weeks doing nothing if he had music to keep him company. Without it, he might only be able to go days without doing anything.

He started listening to "on top of the world" and even started to sing it along with his phone before he caught himself and stopped, remembering that there were other people who might be in the halls and that he did not have a perfect singing voice. That may be one of very few things that Seth could actually get embarrassed about. For some reason, most things didn't bother him, but his lack of a knack for singing was one thing that could make him blush if it were to become common knowledge. So, he decided it would be a good idea to just get into his music only partly while he was here. Too into it, and he might sing again without noticing. The upbeat tune became emotionally infectious, eventually washing away his worry about what occurred during his match and just how he might find a solution to the problem. He closed his eyes, losing himself in another world before-

"Huh? Oh, sorry! I wasn't paying attention, and I was just walking around the school to get to know the place a little better. I'm so sorry I bumped into you." While walking, Seth failed to notice the boy he bumped into. The boy, an average looking teenager, gave him an almost disgusted look, mumbling something about "pathetic.... scared to win.... no balls..." and other insults. Seth was unable to understand what he had done to piss him off that much, only bumping into him. Did he hit him harder than he thought? He couldn't tell... Once again, Seth was clueless and unable to the read the situation out of combat. Had he been engaged in a fight, he might understand. Maybe because to him, fighting was like a language, a way to communicate one's feelings more effectively than words alone can. Or maybe he was just crazy and couldn't focus on anything besides some unseen threat. Regardless, he sighed once again and continued walking, music still just as loud and his gaze once again focused on the back of his eye lids. If he wasn't careful he might just keep walking until morning came. Hopefully, the next time he bumped into someone one, they would be more polite and two, it would be near dinner and they might tell him that. But until then, he just kept walking and listening......

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Fintan quietly watched the battles proceed. Shuffling he adjusted his position leaning against the wall when suddenly he felt a thumb against the side of his shoulder. Surprised Fin looked to his right to find a small boy scrambling back almost falling into a bow of apology.

"E-E-Excuse m-me...! I'm sorry I didn't mean to run into you, I should've been watching where I was going!" the boy stumbled for her words and by the look of his expression when he lifted his head Fin would have guessed it was because he was embarrassed.

"Don't worry about it, these things happen." Fin waved his hand as a gesture to the boy he wasn't upset by the incident. It was then that he noticed the boy was still carrying his uniform. "You know you should probably get that on already" his eyes glanced at the folded uniform in the boys hands. "We are 'officially' students as of today after all" he smiled warmly, trying to be polite. It wasn't his strong suite, being polite.

'BAM'

Suddenly a loud crash echoed as a young girl had exploded a cannon through the ceiling. Fin didn't flinch but he noticed the young girl being dragged away by another. His lips opened slightly to let out a small chuckle at the new gaping hole "Well, if that isn't a sure way to kick off the year I don't know what is" he said amused.

"Are you here to watch the fights? I find it best to learn what you can about an opponent so I'm thoroughly enjoying this" he spoke with a little sarcasm but was honest.


Next to battle was an orange haired fellow, from his movements and actions Fin could see clearly he wasn't an amateur like some of the students here. However, something was off... It was almost as though the guy was holding back, he couldn't fathom why and then to his surprise the boy threw in the towel and admitted defeat. He was definitely a skilled swordsman, he would need to watch out for this Orange haired fellow.

Following the Orange head up was a boy with black hair much like Fins. To Fin's interest, the boys weapon was a rifle. Adjusting his position Fin began to watch this fight more closely than the others. He may be a sniper, but Fin understood more than anything else what it took to handle a fire arm. His shots weren't random, he aimed well and was precise. The boy knew how to use his firearm, however, when he had an obvious hit the boy froze. Fin raised his eyebrow as he watched the boy sweat, and suddenly yell the name 'Sarah' before passing out. "I wonder.." Fin muttered to himself in thought. It was unusual for that to have happened, but from what he could see the boy was a good shot, it was only his self-will that prevented him firing. There was likely more too him that met the eye.

Third was a woman who looked a little older than some of the other students. She was definitely confident in herself, she walked with the air surrounding her full of her confidence and her words backed that up. Her opponent was boy, he seemed a little hesitant to start when she summoned her lance. It was an impressive lance Fin had to admit. Some of the audience began to holler at the girl causing Fin to frown. "Arrogant, I'm sure there' only saying those things because she probably beat them in the past' he said shaking his head. Some people just can not accept their own weakness. As the battle began the boy summoned vambraces. From the stance of them both Fin half expected the girl to win but he knew battles could always take a turn. The boy turned out not be half bad, but his was still hesitant even apologising at one point for a perfect block of her attack. Watching them Fin was impressed by them both as the boy won the battle after a rather awkward looking tussle. It was a fair fight.

"Entertaining isn't it?" Fin mused to the green haired boy who had bumped into him. Now that he thought about it was unsual to see green hair these days.

"YOU!" A Shout from the center of the room caught Fin's attention. He looked over to the stage and saw a medium height girl pacing rather itching to fight. "I choose you as my opponent" she looked directly in Fin's direction. He paused and blinked for a moment before glancing towards the red head who was in charge of all this, from the chatter he had overhead her name was Akira. He didn't know this opponent but Fin let out a heavy exasperated sigh.

"You sure?" he rubbed his temple stepping away from the wall.

"Oh, i'm sure. You've done nothing but sit and watch all day I bet you'll be easy" the ginger haired girl seemed pleased with herself.

"Fine" Fin knew he needed to get his battle over with sooner or later. Pausing Fin turned back to the green haired boy "See you round?" he nodded to him before heading towards the center of the stage. It was then he realised he hadn't yet got the green heads name. He put on his to do list.

"Alright then, shall we start by introducing ourselves?" Fin said flexing his fingers as he moved to stand dead spot center. Might as well have a civilised fight and at least know each other's names thought.

"Harriot Winterfall, otherwise the person you're about to loose too" She smirked.

Fin raised an eyebrow at her comment "Fintan Fletcher, but I prefer Fin" he didn't feel a need to respond to her comment.

"Like it matters" she moved nearby his left but left some space in between them. She was waiting to see what his summon was before getting closer. Smart.

"Ready when you are" Fin also chose not to respond to that comment.

"I was ready yesterday" she beamed moving her right hand and opening her palm. A flash of purple smoke sank up from her palm stretching out and solidifying into a blade. It was a crude curved blade, teeth marks etched into it, the hilt a simple design. "Here I come! she shouted again and swiftly began to run towards Fin her blade raised.

Fin didn't move a muscle. He stayed where he was stood not watching her directly but he kept her in vision. As she reached him she seemed a little hesitant to attack but continued none the less. Swinging her blade she aimed the curve to strike directly at his neck.

"Childs play" Fin muttered and faster than was humanly possible he ducked. The girl's sword flung through thin air where his head had been the momentum causing her to fall forward and catch her balance. She sharply turned around to stare at him, anger in her eyes. Not wasting time she ran towards him again instead, this time, she aimed to propel her blade up towards his chest.

"My turn" Fin smirked at her. In one quick movement, Fin thrust both of his arms beside him, palms facing out. A shimmer of white smoke purged from his elbows snaking around his arms, crawling towards his palms before it expanded around his hands evaporating as soon as it appeared. However what was left behind were two semi-automatic guns. Within his left hand was a dazzling silver gun, his right held onto an onyx black. Within the space of 3 seconds, this happened.

Bending at his knees Fin turned his torso to face Harriot charging towards him. She realized to late what had happened, that he had summoned his weapons, as the shock in eyes to try and change direction proved so. Fin raised his eyebrow at her before letting his forefingers press against the triggers. White light flashed through both of the guns chambers following the trajectory of the bullets as they were shot.

Some had described them as Fin's ying and yang weapons.

Harriot pulled up her blade to block the bullets. She managed to block one, however the guns were both double barrelled, they each produced two bullets at a time. The second bullet flung past her ear scraping across her earlobe, the other hit directly onto her shoulder, the third hit into her thigh. She fell to the floor in an instant.

"You son of -" she angrily glared at him clutching her leg withdrawing her summoned blade.

"Maybe don't get too big for your shoes next time. Fin sighed at her also withdrawing his weapons. White smoke appeared but instead reversed back up his arm in contrary to how they had been summoned. "be glad they were only blanks" he said turning away from her as some other girls ran to help her stand up. She was going to have two hefty bruises from those hits.

Before Fin left the stage he paused to glance towards the red head in charge, "Akira Right?" he asked "You've got your work cut out for you" he stated before tucking his hands in his pockets and sauntered back towards his spot on the wall to ponder.

Some students stared at him, others muttered around him. Fin had no care for them. He was at this school to improve his skill and no other reason.

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Character Portrait: Fintan Fletcher (Fin) Character Portrait: Akira Tererra Character Portrait: Ridley Sigivald Character Portrait: Issei Barusak Character Portrait: Isamu Hisoka Character Portrait: Seth Yagami Character Portrait: Màiri B. Allaway Character Portrait: Eve Eden
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Location: Gymnasium
Time: Monday, 11:20 am. - 1:30 pm.





Akira observed as the fights happened. She was confused as to what was going on with these students mentally. They all had different personalities, and apparently one kid like thighs? Akira shook the thought from her mind. She could already tell it was going to be one roller-coaster ride of a year. She glanced at the hole in the roof and sighed. Taking out her walkie-talkie (she didn't like calling it that, since it sounds silly), she signaled, "Can I get a repairman or builder? One of the students blew a hole in the roof during the ranking battles. Thank you." Yep. This was an odd bunch.

She watched more battles before a black-haired student walked past her. "Yeah, that's me. I certainly can't deny that." The battles went on for about another two hours, before ending. She sauntered up to the front once again. "Now that the ranking test is over, it's time to mingle! Meet some new friends. You'll need them. And then, after about an hour and a half or so, Report to the dining hall for supper. Tomorrow, Your ranks will be posted by weapon class on the same board with the map in the hallway. Also, breakfast will be held at 7:00 tomorrow morning. You don't have to go if you don't want to though. Classes will begin tomorrow as well. Don't be late for your first class either! If you have any questions at all, you can ask me at any time. Your dismissed!"

She wasn't looking forward to meeting anyone, but she had to anyway. A group of students, mostly boys with a few girls sprinkled, walked up to her and asked a lot of questions. She didn't like getting swarmed with so many people, but she coped. She could only hope that somebody would talk some sense into these people. Teach em' what personal space is. She couldn't do that herself, because she knew they wouldn't listen to her. Akira rolled her eyes and answered as many questions as she could.

{OOC: Sorry my posts are so short. They should get longer as more interesting stuff happens and people interact with Akira more.}

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Character Portrait: Fintan Fletcher (Fin) Character Portrait: Akira Tererra Character Portrait: Issei Barusak Character Portrait: Isamu Hisoka Character Portrait: Seth Yagami Character Portrait: Màiri B. Allaway Character Portrait: Eve Eden Character Portrait: Leilani Reynardi
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Leilani rolled her eyes at the displays going on. Half the people she had witnessed were holding back for bullshit reasons and the other half were treating combat like some ritual with rules. Her musings were interrupted by a girl tapping her on the shoulder, some white-haired brat with a rapier. "Excuse me, but that getup makes you look like a total dweeb, I bet you're not even Green-Rank!" Leilani smirked, knowing exactly what this girl was about to say.

"And if I was, you'd say it doesn't matter because you're a Red?" The girl was just on the verge of her snotty remark before shockingly stopping and looking at Leilani, who stretched out and summoned Auburn Gleam, letting it coil around her arm. "Alright, prove it. I'll up the stakes, since you're confident, loser goes on a five-mile run around the school wearing a shirt that says 'I was wrong', deal?" The girl took a step back, then nodded, joining Leilani in the center area, each taking three steps back before leaping at the other. The girl swung her rapier, ice and fire wrapping around the blade... and stopped her swing midflight, Auburn Gleam having wrapped around her arm and locked its position so it wouldn't move. Leilani yanked Auburn back, and the girl was promptly pulled off her feet, her flight stopped by a solid roundhouse kick to the stomach. Auburn unraveled from around her arm and sent the white-wearing wannabe flying several feet back, the fight over as soon as it started. Leilani jogged over to the girl and helped her up, dusting her off before whispering in her ear "See you out there at six tomorrow morning, I'll have the shirt ready." With the girl still reeling, she walked off, trying to hide the slight limp she had given herself from screwing up her kick and twisting her ankle. If there had been a mindreader nearby, they'd have been learning several new swears from her at the moment as she jogged off towards the nurses office.