Post by Wolfe on Dec 10, 2019 21:13:52 GMT -5
January 3rd, 26AV.
1855hrs.
It was pitch black.
The electricity had been out for twenty-five minutes at this point, and there was no indication that power would be restored soon. The cellular and internet connection speeds were slow as hell, with lag being very common to the point of the occasional failure to send messages. There was over a meter of snow outside, and the lack of electricity meant that the heating was gone too, and the dorms were quickly getting unbearably cold unless one used aura to stave off the worst of it. While the occasional power outage was not terribly uncommon on the top of a literal mountain in the winter, this was definitely the longest power outage Haven had experienced this winter because it had gone on for almost a half hour at this point.
Brigit would have heard a series of about three unnatural sounding BANG noises along with the ugly noise of metal being scraped against metal. The noise only lasted for a fraction of a second, but holy crap it was loud and really a disgustingly unpleasant noise. Moving from Training Facility A, where Class Green trained to Training Facility C where Class Blue trained was not under normal conditions a very long trek… but this wasn’t exactly normal conditions. In addition to the fact that there was well over a meter of snow and the commiserate amount of ice, because it was after business hours at a time when school wasn’t in session the roads and pathways were not cleared of that ice since that morning. Aura prevented the worst of the cold from taking hold but didn’t really protect you from tripping and falling on your ass.
Between the darkness and the general frigid cold that blew wind to disperse any minor to moderate smells, there wasn’t a lot that could be deemed out of the ordinary except a flash of light and the loud BANG noise happening again with the sound of metal impacting and scraping harshly against metal. There was a small amount of light coming from something red in the distance, like something had been heated up enough to actually emit light. The guy who sent the request for help wasn’t someone that Brigit would have seen in any classes, nor someone that she would have really known about unless she was flipping through the class roster for some reason.
Ferric Nayamasa was someone who dropped down to the secondary class even before the classes were fully separated into Green, Red, and Blue. The only people in the upper classes who might have ever interacted with him left are Qiu’li and Colton, and both were off to god knows where on the airship on some special hunter mission or whatever. Nobody from Class Blue was exactly a world beater, and people were kicked down to the secondary class when they were basically on probation and in danger of getting kicked out of Haven Academy due to either lack of ability or severe personality defects.
Nikolas Burzanov, for example, was seen by some as more animal than human due to his propensity for violence and complete lack of regard for other people. He was skilled enough to be part of Green or Red, but his personality defects were so large that he wasn’t allowed. On the other end of the spectrum was someone like Reynard Marshall, who was laid back and just wanted to play music and get high. The issue with him was talent, because playing music and getting high instead of going to classes or training meant that he was left behind very early on. Ferric was one of the very first to be kicked down to a probationary period in April, so he preceded Brigit by quite a while.
As she came closer to the Blue Class training area, though, the redhead would notice a faint but out of place smell. Was that gasoline? There was no reason for gasoline to be in the area, especially since most things ran on dust. Only those who couldn’t afford to use dust generally used other alternatives, and in a school setting where dust was readily available… it was definitely weird and out of place.
1855hrs.
It was pitch black.
The electricity had been out for twenty-five minutes at this point, and there was no indication that power would be restored soon. The cellular and internet connection speeds were slow as hell, with lag being very common to the point of the occasional failure to send messages. There was over a meter of snow outside, and the lack of electricity meant that the heating was gone too, and the dorms were quickly getting unbearably cold unless one used aura to stave off the worst of it. While the occasional power outage was not terribly uncommon on the top of a literal mountain in the winter, this was definitely the longest power outage Haven had experienced this winter because it had gone on for almost a half hour at this point.
Brigit would have heard a series of about three unnatural sounding BANG noises along with the ugly noise of metal being scraped against metal. The noise only lasted for a fraction of a second, but holy crap it was loud and really a disgustingly unpleasant noise. Moving from Training Facility A, where Class Green trained to Training Facility C where Class Blue trained was not under normal conditions a very long trek… but this wasn’t exactly normal conditions. In addition to the fact that there was well over a meter of snow and the commiserate amount of ice, because it was after business hours at a time when school wasn’t in session the roads and pathways were not cleared of that ice since that morning. Aura prevented the worst of the cold from taking hold but didn’t really protect you from tripping and falling on your ass.
Between the darkness and the general frigid cold that blew wind to disperse any minor to moderate smells, there wasn’t a lot that could be deemed out of the ordinary except a flash of light and the loud BANG noise happening again with the sound of metal impacting and scraping harshly against metal. There was a small amount of light coming from something red in the distance, like something had been heated up enough to actually emit light. The guy who sent the request for help wasn’t someone that Brigit would have seen in any classes, nor someone that she would have really known about unless she was flipping through the class roster for some reason.
Ferric Nayamasa was someone who dropped down to the secondary class even before the classes were fully separated into Green, Red, and Blue. The only people in the upper classes who might have ever interacted with him left are Qiu’li and Colton, and both were off to god knows where on the airship on some special hunter mission or whatever. Nobody from Class Blue was exactly a world beater, and people were kicked down to the secondary class when they were basically on probation and in danger of getting kicked out of Haven Academy due to either lack of ability or severe personality defects.
Nikolas Burzanov, for example, was seen by some as more animal than human due to his propensity for violence and complete lack of regard for other people. He was skilled enough to be part of Green or Red, but his personality defects were so large that he wasn’t allowed. On the other end of the spectrum was someone like Reynard Marshall, who was laid back and just wanted to play music and get high. The issue with him was talent, because playing music and getting high instead of going to classes or training meant that he was left behind very early on. Ferric was one of the very first to be kicked down to a probationary period in April, so he preceded Brigit by quite a while.
As she came closer to the Blue Class training area, though, the redhead would notice a faint but out of place smell. Was that gasoline? There was no reason for gasoline to be in the area, especially since most things ran on dust. Only those who couldn’t afford to use dust generally used other alternatives, and in a school setting where dust was readily available… it was definitely weird and out of place.
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