[BBS]

[manslut]

Sometimes saving face around this place isn't even worth it, kiddies. Ladies and gents, let me let you into the mind of your darlin' covert ops and explosives instructor. You might learn something, so listen up. Or keep reading. Whatever, you know what I mean. Jesus, I don't even know what I'm typing anymore.

( [OOC cut for length] )

[Action]

[eventohell]

"G-gone?"

"Yes, miss."

Riza stood there for a few seconds, processing the situation: Instructor Mustang was gone.

"Thank you." She said softly. Riza picked up her laptop, the few books she's borrowed and left the library.

She had just seen him right before the Homecoming Dance. How could he be gone already? Doesn't Mustang know that he's not suppose to go anywhere without her? They had made an agreement. How was she supposed to keep an eye on him if he was just going to take off? Was their agreement still valid in the first place?

As these thoughts occured to her, she dropped unceremoniously onto a couch in the Lobby area. Riza suddenly felt what it was like to be in the Elric Brother's friend, Winry's, shoes for once. But then again she's been there before. Cradling her head in her hands, Riza wonders what she should do next?

[BBS & Action]

[lunar_princess]

[Taking advantage of the fact they were on break and the fact that they were in an open space, Luna had decided that it was time to see just what she could do. Important things were coming up, at least in her opinion, and she certainly had to get ready.

But she couldn't do it alone.]

Dear friends, We have a favor to ask of you. If you have the time and would care to help us out with a little experiment, then please do meet us down by the lake in about an hour. We appreciate any and all help, nothing special is required other than for you to be honest.

[She doesn't sign it this time, but by the speech pattern it should be fairly obvious who it is.]

[About an hour later Luna is outside where she said she would be, pacing back and forth for the time being. She's done this sort of thing before, the transformation, but with this being a special holiday she needed to make sure that everything was properly set up. Thus her planning this far in advance, to make her transformation more seamless and believable, to make sure that she could go through with her ideas. Nightmare Night, or Halloween as they called it here, had become a close holiday to her once she had figured out that people had wanted to be scared by her. They didn't hate her, certainly not, but that fear was for that singular night only.

Even in this new setting she still believed it was her duty to be involved with all of it, as well as bringing in that touch of Equestrian tradition to show the differences and similarities between her world and this one.

The first order of business was the actual transformation, not something that was difficult for her. Not at all. Though she knew those that had been around a few months back would probably still remember the little incident of her locking people in Garden, not... exactly the best situation to put herself into. Though with some warning she hoped they would understand her intentions this time, intentions that weren't to cause harm or become evil in any sense of the word.

A small smirk came to her face as she abruptly stopped her pacing, taking a calming breath before allowing her magic to transform her into her bit of an alter ego as it were. The main differences being her gaining a few inches or so in height, adding armor onto her form, and losing the tiara that she always seemed to have on her.

Once that was done she took to stretching her wings, her wingspan quite a bit longer than in her true form, thus making them a bit more awkward to control. But nothing she couldn't handle. Looking around she dug through the bag she brought with her, fishing out the fake fangs to situate into her mouth. There. It was perfect. Now to wait.]

Round Nine | action + bbs

[werepanther]

[His head's pounding, and for once, it's not because he woke up with a nasty hangover. Tom carefully sits up, clutching his head as he takes a careful look at his surroundings. For some reason, he's in the Infirmary...

Oh.

He's back at Garden. Those memories felt so vivid that he thought he'd been sent back home, and that he was finally able to finish what he'd started with the JSA - only to get into some kind of fight with his dad and join the All-Stars instead. It'd been a rough few months, and Tom wanted nothing more than to---than to go back to Shar, to Touma, to Chase, and to pretty much everyone he knew here. Time Compression comas sucked, and he really didn't mean to worry them.

He sighs, glancing around the room before he closes his eyes again and flops onto his bed. So much for actually being back on Earth.]

[BBS]

Time Compression's a bitch. Sorry if I worried any of you - I was in the Infirmary for the past week, give or take a couple of days. Never would've guessed that I was gonna go through one of those weird memory-induced comas. :/

If I missed something important, can you take an IOU? I'll make it up to you guys later if I can.

Good luck to those Cadets taking the field exam - hopefully you'll do well. I'd offer extra Boxing lessons, but I've been told to take it easy for a couple of days. Just audit my class next Quarter if you're curious - I don't really care as long as you remember to show up.

- Instructor Tom Bronson

[ooc | backdated to September 20th!]

1: Daring Do and the Return to Garden

[graynbowdash]

(Hope you don't mind more ponies, garden dwellers; there's one more making her way through the garden with an air of familiarity as if she traveled through the corridors many times before. Having just come back from a long mission meant she should probably reintroduce herself to everyone in garden.)

Hey there, everyone! It's Daring Do, your instructor in survival skills and first aid. I've been away on a mission for a while and it feels good to be back in Garden. I'm pretty sure there's some new faces I haven't met yet, but it's never too late for meetups and all that.

Anyway, since classes aren't going to be in session for a while, that gives me enough time to figure out a nice welcome back lesson plan for you. You probably won't have too much to worry about as long as you're up to date with your studies. Can't have any of my students slacking off now!

And even if you're not one of my students, I still look forward to meeting you all, so if you want to talk or meet up or anything like that, I'll be around the garden. Not too much to worry about since I just finished up a mission, but I won't be too hard to find; promise.