Post by Ruqa Reyes on Jan 31, 2020 20:07:42 GMT -5
She had imagined the New Year would have gotten off to a better start. It started off with Ruqa being freshly 19 with a newly acquired driver’s license to show for it, the entire world to explore and an awesome kickass hunter school to return to. It was a New Year, and it was going to be a chance to find the “New Me”. She’d stick to her resolution to read more, maybe go on a diet, and become 200% more better of a person. Yup it was going to be great. Oh yeah she was having a laugh right about now.
Terrorists? In my school? Hah! Get real.
But yeah no some dudes apparently died which was… bummer? Yeah it was just the strangest thing walking in the fire scarred hallways and no idea of what transpired just a few weeks prior. They were little clues to a battle that happened in what she considered her home but with no trace of the combatants. Her school was a battle ground and now they were supposed to get back to normal? Yeah no, she was going to get to the bottom of this.
Ruqa had not stuck to the local news as much as she did those last few days. With a seemingly thorough investigation by officials and journalists rushing to the details there was no shortage of news about Haven. Evidently the hunter school responsible for producing all hunter’s in Mistral having a terrorist attack prompted the people's attention. Some crackpot conspiracists even suggested that the fire fight was just the result of a “lovers quarrel”. That was worth a laugh and then it wasn’t. The death toll, though only containing a handful of people, was sobering.
And they were just… full of names she didn’t recognise.
Ferric Nayamasa? The fuck was that? Some rando kid that snapped but for one reason over another, went after his fellow trainees, causing undetermined casualties and damages to the school dorms. There was a little nag in the back of her mind, wondering what it would have been like if she had been in her dorm room during the attack. Would she too have been caught in dust fire? She shook her head in self-disgust. No, it was even selfish to think of that. There were actual casualties and any feelings of fear of being an imagined victim or even a small sigh relief for escaping such a fate would in no uncertain terms, be the highest level of disrespect for the people affected.
There was another guy, Braum. She knew Braum if only barely since they worked together on the Argus Limited. She knew his face, that he was a beefy dude, but otherwise had not even shared small talk. He was a stranger to her but one to mourn. Already there was talk of him being a hero, that he deserved a statue for his defence of his other trainees. Was the statue in memory of a brave student or just a dead teenager?
And Van Sage. She’d never met the teacher and didn’t know him well enough to feel sad but she did catch a glimpse of the smouldering pile that was his house. Clearly, someone decided they needed overkill to finish him off.
It all ultimately pointed to a press release from a group who called themselves the Order of Animan Nationalists. That name itself meant nothing to her but she was about to find out. After she read the report she doubted she understood anything anymore.
The report was all over the place but the points she got were:
From what Ruqa understood there were two separate attacks perpetrated by two separate parties: (A) Scarlet Group killing Van Sage - not much detail there, apparently bombed his house and (B) Ferric and Co taking advantage of a bad situation to fuck everyone else over. Maybe Ruqa was just too “”DUMB”” to get whatever these terrorists were saying but she knew that whatever scumbags in the Order of Animan Nationalists thought they were doing to ““provide Justice for Vacco”” they were responsible for making the school unsafe, unintentionally allowing for the actions of Ferric. In her mind they were all to blame.
Quietly seething with frustration Ruqa could only wish that these guys were thrown in jail and punished. Scarlet, Ferric, Valko, and whoever the fuck was responsible for this shit. It was a mess and if they wanted to execute their imagined form of “Justice” then they would have to accept the consequences too. If they didn’t they were just ambitious murderers.
Her hands grasped out to do something but there just wasn’t anything for Ruqa to do. She didn’t have any investigative skills in the slightest and would just have to keep waiting for the teachers to call them up. What would this mean for her and the rest of the students at Haven? Would they cancel school to prevent any more attacks? A crackdown on student admission and teacher hiring practices? Would their classes graduation be delayed even more? It seemed like nothing was right anymore.
Her scroll flashed and the name “Cassander” lit on, the only forewarning to the nagging that would ensue. With a grimace, she prepared herself.
“Hey Cassy, what’s- no yeah I’m fine of course.”
“Look I wasn’t even there when it happened and it looked like its safe to go in- well you know what I mean”
“...Yeah I’m real excited to get myself blown up again I-no cass I was joking.”
“...I’m not going back home, I saw you last month! And if they try again when it comes down to it I’ll deal with it or I’ll die!”
For a half minute Ruqa stays silent.
“Dude you know I’m tough enough, don’t stress and go grey on me… well if it makes you feel better you could fix me up a new set of prosthesis like I asked you. Give me extra protection and the like!”
“Yeah yeah yeah…. Thank you though. I promise I’ll keep myself safe.”
“Yeah, uhuh”
“Yeah alright, okay”
“Got it. Love ya, tell Holly I said hi”
“-Byee`”
If anyone walked in on her, they would see a dark skinned teenage girl with an annoyed pose, rolling her eyes at the world, wondering what it has become.
Word Count: 1148
Total Word Count: 1148
Ruqa Reyes
Mantis Brachius [R1][R2][L1][L2]
Aura: 100%
Gorill: 100%
Terrorists? In my school? Hah! Get real.
But yeah no some dudes apparently died which was… bummer? Yeah it was just the strangest thing walking in the fire scarred hallways and no idea of what transpired just a few weeks prior. They were little clues to a battle that happened in what she considered her home but with no trace of the combatants. Her school was a battle ground and now they were supposed to get back to normal? Yeah no, she was going to get to the bottom of this.
Ruqa had not stuck to the local news as much as she did those last few days. With a seemingly thorough investigation by officials and journalists rushing to the details there was no shortage of news about Haven. Evidently the hunter school responsible for producing all hunter’s in Mistral having a terrorist attack prompted the people's attention. Some crackpot conspiracists even suggested that the fire fight was just the result of a “lovers quarrel”. That was worth a laugh and then it wasn’t. The death toll, though only containing a handful of people, was sobering.
And they were just… full of names she didn’t recognise.
Ferric Nayamasa? The fuck was that? Some rando kid that snapped but for one reason over another, went after his fellow trainees, causing undetermined casualties and damages to the school dorms. There was a little nag in the back of her mind, wondering what it would have been like if she had been in her dorm room during the attack. Would she too have been caught in dust fire? She shook her head in self-disgust. No, it was even selfish to think of that. There were actual casualties and any feelings of fear of being an imagined victim or even a small sigh relief for escaping such a fate would in no uncertain terms, be the highest level of disrespect for the people affected.
There was another guy, Braum. She knew Braum if only barely since they worked together on the Argus Limited. She knew his face, that he was a beefy dude, but otherwise had not even shared small talk. He was a stranger to her but one to mourn. Already there was talk of him being a hero, that he deserved a statue for his defence of his other trainees. Was the statue in memory of a brave student or just a dead teenager?
And Van Sage. She’d never met the teacher and didn’t know him well enough to feel sad but she did catch a glimpse of the smouldering pile that was his house. Clearly, someone decided they needed overkill to finish him off.
It all ultimately pointed to a press release from a group who called themselves the Order of Animan Nationalists. That name itself meant nothing to her but she was about to find out. After she read the report she doubted she understood anything anymore.
The report was all over the place but the points she got were:
- Van Sage ded ded
- Their Scarlet Group takes credit for killing of Van Sage
- Justify by claiming Van Sage has a history of being a murderer called the “Red Death”
- Skeptic about Haven Academies hiring practices
- Claim Haven Academy is doing a cover-up by calling the Scarlet Group terrorists
- Student dorms were Facking BOMBED but Scarlet Group deny responsibility for attack
- Some dude, Ferric, went on his own, independent of the Order, to blow up the school?!
- Valko and “Surprisinglyempty” - dudes accessories to terrorism??
- “OAN” claim not responsible to killing of students?
- Nikolas was impersonated?
From what Ruqa understood there were two separate attacks perpetrated by two separate parties: (A) Scarlet Group killing Van Sage - not much detail there, apparently bombed his house and (B) Ferric and Co taking advantage of a bad situation to fuck everyone else over. Maybe Ruqa was just too “”DUMB”” to get whatever these terrorists were saying but she knew that whatever scumbags in the Order of Animan Nationalists thought they were doing to ““provide Justice for Vacco”” they were responsible for making the school unsafe, unintentionally allowing for the actions of Ferric. In her mind they were all to blame.
Quietly seething with frustration Ruqa could only wish that these guys were thrown in jail and punished. Scarlet, Ferric, Valko, and whoever the fuck was responsible for this shit. It was a mess and if they wanted to execute their imagined form of “Justice” then they would have to accept the consequences too. If they didn’t they were just ambitious murderers.
Her hands grasped out to do something but there just wasn’t anything for Ruqa to do. She didn’t have any investigative skills in the slightest and would just have to keep waiting for the teachers to call them up. What would this mean for her and the rest of the students at Haven? Would they cancel school to prevent any more attacks? A crackdown on student admission and teacher hiring practices? Would their classes graduation be delayed even more? It seemed like nothing was right anymore.
Her scroll flashed and the name “Cassander” lit on, the only forewarning to the nagging that would ensue. With a grimace, she prepared herself.
“Hey Cassy, what’s- no yeah I’m fine of course.”
“Look I wasn’t even there when it happened and it looked like its safe to go in- well you know what I mean”
“...Yeah I’m real excited to get myself blown up again I-no cass I was joking.”
“...I’m not going back home, I saw you last month! And if they try again when it comes down to it I’ll deal with it or I’ll die!”
For a half minute Ruqa stays silent.
“Dude you know I’m tough enough, don’t stress and go grey on me… well if it makes you feel better you could fix me up a new set of prosthesis like I asked you. Give me extra protection and the like!”
“Yeah yeah yeah…. Thank you though. I promise I’ll keep myself safe.”
“Yeah, uhuh”
“Yeah alright, okay”
“Got it. Love ya, tell Holly I said hi”
“-Byee`”
If anyone walked in on her, they would see a dark skinned teenage girl with an annoyed pose, rolling her eyes at the world, wondering what it has become.
Word Count: 1148
Total Word Count: 1148
Ruqa Reyes
Mantis Brachius [R1][R2][L1][L2]
Aura: 100%
Gorill: 100%