Fortitude: Round 4 Start

[mamarosa]

You may notice that once again the number of Prefects by Dolorosa's side has risen. On the stage with her is Lelouch, Yuri, and Gamzee. Nanami has been sick the past few days and will be missing the assembly, something that is rather routine by now. Dolorosa talks amiably with the three present Prefects before the assembly starts.

It should be a familiar scene by now, Dolorosa smiling out over her students.

"Hello, my students, another round has come to an end and another is starting anew. We were not the victors of round 3 but, just as you have in past rounds, everyone fought well," she laughs a bit, "And perhaps maybe it is a bit safer for all of us that Conquest has won the round, so I congratulate you on avoiding the wrath of Day and Santana." She can't help but poke fun at her fellow staff members, it is easier to make light of the situation than punish her students unnecessarily.

"The downside of losing is that you are not rewarded the extra Raks, but let us not dwell on defeat and instead focus on the victories of the round," behind her, as per usual, the Battle Records show up on the screen.

"I am once again proud of my students, you very rarely battle among yourselves, not that I am discouraging you. I extend a congratulations to Shion for defeating Becca."

As the inter-school battle records show up on the screen she looks surprised but not disappointed, "For Inter-school battles we should congratulate Lelouch," she turns to her Prefect, "for defeating Feferi." That's right, Fortitude won a grand total of two battles, one of them fought against itself. Students should take a moment to be relieved over the fact they are not in Conquest.

"Lastly, we should congratulate Dahlia for winning the round," Dolorosa begins to applaud for all the victors.

"And without further ado, the Players for round 4 are:

Oichi
Dave
Gamzee
Marisa
Jade
Inui
Spain
Nanash

Have a wonderful round."
 

Comments

[conquistador]

( So this was the first step of the Rakuen system. Spain recognizes one of the names-- Dahlia. How interesting. He hadn't imagined her to be much of a fighter but appearances could be deceiving. When he hears his name he can't help but smile.

Fine, he'll play the game. The next step was finding weapons now, right? Well, he doesn't know who is who but there's no reason why they can't find out who he is, right? )

¡Ay! I'm Spain and I'm looking for a weapon? A weapon!

[waddles]

[From the back of the room, unseen in his attempt to stay out of the way, Rafiel gives a little start and places his hand on his chest to calm his surprised heart.

Spain's boisterous yelling caught him by surprise, giving him a little bit of a scare, but nothing too serious. Just the sort of shock you can't help but ruefully smile at afterward. Which is exactly what he does.]

You will find one, I am sure.

[conquistador]

Haha, of course! In situations like this you just have to think positi-- ( And when Spain finally sees who spoke all of his words escape him. His mouth hangs open and he tries to speak. Honestly, he looks like a fool right now. )

[waddles]

[Rafiel gives Spain all of thirty seconds of looking like that before his brow furrows with concern.]

Are you alright, Antonio?

[conquistador]

( Rafiel looks look an angel. The fact that he knows his name also builds the case in that direction. When asked how he is, Spain tries to answer. It comes out quietly, )

Yes. ( And now that he's found the words, it's easier to speak. ) Yes, I'm fine. . . ! I'm sorry I--. . . don't know what to do. . .

[waddles]

[Rafiel is just going to keep giving Spain a most worried look. Why are you acting so weird?

At Spain's reply, however, a note of confusion enters Rafiel's gaze. Hadn't Spain been a player before? At the very least he should know how the game works, and he hadn't struck the heron as bashful. So what, he wonders, could be the problem?]

I'm afraid I do not understand. What are you unsure of?

[conquistador]

What is an angel doing in this place?

[waddles]

[There's a blink.]

An angel?

[conquistador]

Sí. Ah, I apologize. I'm being rude. I. . . I'm Spain! And who are you?

[savedbyasong]

[Shion was just relieved he wasn't a player again. He looked at the names on the screen, he knew most of them though he wasn't sure who would vow with him, since he did not wish to have anything to do with this system. He didn't mind being a discard though, not really... though he disliked the unfairness.

He saw his world history class teacher and smiled at him.] Hello mister Antonio!

[pencilpremonition]

[Becca was feeling much the same--as long as she wasn't a player. She comes up beside Shion and grabs his hand.]

Can we go to the same player, Shion?

[Oh yeah, Shion had just greeted a player, hadn't he? She looks up to see what she's getting into.]

[conquistador]

( By now, Spain has become rather used to people knowing him before he really gets to know them. Still, he was looking for weapons and it looks like one-- possibly two?-- answered his call. )

Hola. ( He puts on a smile, ) How can I help this happy couple?

herp derp Shion doesn't know his country name

[savedbyasong]

[Shion blinked when Becca grabbed her hand. But he was glad she was no longer scared of him, so just smiled.] We can. If we can find someone who wants us both.

[He blushes a bit at Antonio's words but smiles] How are you? Do you know many of the players? [Since he only knows Spain as Antonio, he assumes he is also a weapon.]

It's not a problem ;3;

[conquistador]

Bien, I'm well and yes, I do. ( How could he know him as Antonio but not know who he was. How strange. ) It appears I'm a "Player" this time.

[pencilpremonition]

[Becca blushes when Spain calls them a 'couple', but her embarrassment just makes her cling tighter to Shion, pulling his whole arm against herself.]

Congrats on making player. Uhm... We come as a set and stay as a set. Is that okay?

[savedbyasong]

[Shion blinked, both at the announcement Antonio was a player and at Becca's words.] We do?

Man, I need to track this 3-way threads OTL

[conquistador]

A set, you say? ( He says the words thoughtfully. This is good. And he smiles at the two of them, ) It's fine with me.

[keepscalm]

[Guess who hears Spain yell from less than six feet to his side and starts off in the completely opposite direction?

This nation!

England snorts and briskly begins to walk away from Spain, because ew he'll go find a Player he doesn't hate.]

[conquistador]

( Spain's begun to attract some attention but a familiar face catches his attention. It figures! People he didn't know would greet him by name but the ones he knew? How rude. Cutting through others, Spain makes his way towards England, reaching out to grab him by the wrist, )

Is the hedgehog running away?

[keepscalm]

[England, unfortunately, is not your stock female animu character, and when he is grabbed by the wrist, he quickly wrenches away and bends his elbow, readying himself for a potential punch.

He doesn't follow through, but he almost does when he sees who it is!] Excuse you, I am most certainly not a hedgehog. What do you want?

[conquistador]

But you are running, no? ( Teasing and smiling a troublesome sort of smile. Really, he's asking for a fight. ) I wanted to know what you were doing, of course.

[keepscalm]

I'd call it more of a proud stride. [The punching is getting a lot more tempting. But he can't remember if there was any rule about not physically engaging players.

Maybe if he can't talk his way out of this in less than two minutes.] I'm going to find a Player that's not a complete arsehole, of course. If you were wondering why I was walking in the direction opposite you.

[Not that he wants a Player, but being a Discard is kind of a pain too.]

[conquistador]

Ah! You're in luck! ( No, that smile isn't going away. ) I'm looking for a weapon. I'm in a generous mood, you can be mine.

[keepscalm]

[He pulls an absolutely scandalized expression of disgust.] Absolutely not!

[He's quickly approaching his patience cap. stop smiling goddamnit]

[conquistador]

I'm not asking, Inglaterra. I'm saying you will be mine.

Unless you want to be here forever.