Catching Romance [closed and ongoing]

Kail hurriedly grabbed his dropped pistols, before looking up to Malakath. He gave a quick nod and took his hand, pulling himself up while saying "Well there goes Frostival. A pity, considering I was starting to like it." and he reloaded his pistols, looking around the area.

Emma just nodded to Fionn, "Thanks." Emma rush into a group of Ursas. Using the rhythm of the song, Emma did a series of attacks that slicing the Ursas up. As more grimm came to attack, Emma just kept on fighting. It look like a deadly dance she was performing. Then Emma heard cries of Nevermores up in the sky. Quickly transforming Toxic into its rifle mode, Emma fired a round at the Nevermores. A few of them exploded in fiery display while others just caught on fire and some left uninjured. While Emma was handling the Nevermore, she never heard a Ursa creeping behind her. The Ursa roared and about to swat at Emma, that is until Emma punch it. The force behind Emma's punch snapped it neck killing it instantly.

Emma transform Toxic back to its scythe form and continued to fight as the song played.

Schrödinger was about to reply to Adalyn when he was distracted by the sound of fighting, he let out a long sigh before teleporting to where he thought the noise was coming from, unfortunately for him, he was correct, he watched as various students battled against numerous grimm. He furrowed his brow and rubbed his forehead before teleporting back to Adalyn. "Ja, so zere seems to be a little bit of a grimm problem, should ve go help?" He asked Adalyn, looking quite frustrated and annoyed, he wanted to relax for a change and chat with Adalyn, but instead he was fighting, and he wasn't even getting payed for it.

More and more Beowulvs came attacking Dirzant as he sliced at them with his swords with grace and malice. His face showing no expression so as not to give away his thoughts. One of them got him in the torso but they only nicked his flesh as his leather armor blocked most of the blow he then proceeded to slice off its arm with one blade and stab it in the back with the other. He was like a tornado with his blades as he danced around the battle field delivering clean cuts to the Grimm hitting them in vital points as much as possible so as to kill them while at the same time causing the least amount of damage. he got hit a few times but he kept going eventually fleeing from the area to re-stratigize.

Fionn ducked and dodged as gangs of the massive creatures known as grimm came his way, Oberursel in hand he poured his aura into the generator to re-energize it, before pulling down the trigger and holding it in place blade in a swinging position as the beasts closed in.
"3... 2... 1!" He counted down the time before his blades explosion, feeling the vibration of the generator he knew it was time, Fionn swung Oberursel with an insane degree of power throwing an electric arc forward at the massive number of creatures, the attack connected with a Beowulf and the smell of burning flesh echoed in the air next to the creatures death howl, before it arced to an Ursa with similar results, and then another Beowulf, and another Ursa, etc; soon enough the smell of burning flesh was near unstandable as the bodies of the recently killed Grimm twitched every so often almost in a way to show that they felt every second of there agonizing deaths.

Adalyn looked over yonder at the various Grimm attacking the populous and pondered what she should do for a moment. She then turned her head slightly noticing Schro right next to her. She responded to him by saying, "Adalyn requires a day of rest, shall we sit here idle and chat about butterscotch or some other irrelevant subject?" She knew that she attended Beacon and that it was her job to deal with these sorts of situations, but a girl needs her rest, and this was one of the only days Adalyn would receive off. So her choice here was obvious. She sat swinging her legs off the edge of the board waiting for an answer from Schro

After watching everyone and mercilessly bashing the life out of several beowolves he didn't notice the Ursa which delivered a massive blow to his back, a loud crack was audible as a rib cracked and he flew across the battlefield, stopping himself by digging his gauntlet into the ground and taking an animalistic stance as his aura finally activated, wreathing him in a vermillion colour he stood as a large set of mimic claws made from his aura formed and a large set of wings, though not solid he could move much faster as in the gap between him and the Ursa was closed in under a second and as the translucent mimic claw closed around its head, it was crushed as he turned to see a pack of beowolves charging him he ripped through them in a flurry of slashes from the claws

Kail had stood by Malakath, taking out Grimm at range until the Ursa came crashing towards them. He unfortunately had been too busy himself, and was taken completely by surprise as he was slammed into as well, being tossed across the festival ground and into a rather unforgiving wall. A loud snap was heard as several bones shattered, a groan coming from him as he fell to the ground below, and after a few seconds, his Semblance would kick in and heal him. However, before that could happen, a small, lone Boarbatusk noticed the sound, and began to charge towards what it assumed, would be an easy kill. Kail could only make out a black, red, and white blur in his sight approaching, and did what he could to brace himself for his end.

Emma was slicing a few more grimm when she noted the Boarbatusk charging at Kail. Switching Toxic to rifle mode she shot the Boarbatusk before it got to close to Kail. Sending the grimm into the air, Emma charge at it slicing it in half. Emma then turn toward Kail, "Are you alright?" asked Emma with a few scratches, bruises, and a slightly torn up dress.

Kail grunted, not really able to talk, lying down in what could be called an impossible position due to his destroyed bones, a flickering golden aura surrounds him and several cracks are heard, Kail groaning as his limbs and body automatically readjusted to his body realigning, several places where blood was oozing out, sealing, his jaw snapping back into place as he whimpered out "Gotta....rest....aura d-draining...." and that was all he said, kail going limp, but his semblance still healing his injuries. He was definitely going to feel that when he woke up, but since his Aura would likely be the lowest it's ever been, he won't be able to do much but groan and whimper. It'll take at least two days before Kail is completely healed, not to mention they were still in the middle of a Grimm attack. Apparently Kail's subconscious decided to heal Emma as well, because flecks of gold were sliding from the ground where Kail was, up Emma's legs, to everywhere she was injured.

Fionn continued slicing the heads, and pretty much everything else, off of the various Grimm attacking, his years of experience as a mercenary truly paying off as his sword stained itself red from the gore it spewed, sparks flying and frying an Ursa or two from time to time before a Beowulf pounced upon him, sinking it's teeth into the right arm of his jacket, he looked at it with a look of mild annoyance, for his semblence infused (ridiculously) godly jacket was incapable of destruction from the teeth of but a mortal Grimm such as the poor beast which latched onto him now.

"Heheh, nothing personal mate." He said before drawing Roulette and putting the massive revolver right onto the forehead of the beast, pulling the trigger as the back of its skull exploded outward, the blood and gore staining the once beautiful white snow red. "Hey Emma, how many more of these things do you think there are? I'm getting bored!" He yelled out before noticing Kail laying on the ground injured, rushing over he picked up the smaller man and threw him up high onto his shoulder and carrying him over to a large tree, placing him on one of the taller branches for his safety.