Action; backdated to November 30

[birdwhoseeks]

[Over the course of her life, Gwendolyn has learned to count her blessings. For instance, at least this time she wasn't caught flying outside when the Garden crash-landed. Better still, she also didn't have to fly back to Garden, which means she's fresh and capable of engaging in more than a few rounds of combat in the event of a fiend invasion.

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Birdy ladies?

[whiteloyal]

[Nina lands beside Gwendolyn with a flurry of feathers. She smiles.]

I see you're doing well? Consider this extra credit.

Sounds good (and better than the Birdy Pair)

[birdwhoseeks]

[Gwendolyn takes a moment to salute Nina, having previously ensured that there are no fiends approaching at the moment.]

I appreciate it. 'Twould seem many among us are taking our lessons to heart.

I take it shelters and safe spots are being secured?

[whiteloyal]

"We're working on the way out. Infirmary and the living quarters are well secured for the time being. Now it's just a matter of securing the area till the generators come on."

Nina whirled on a monster and cast a fire spell.

"How's it going out here?"

[birdwhoseeks]

[Gwendolyn quickly lunges to finish off the monster.]

The cadets here are doing well in fending off the fiends. I must however admit the territorial struggles between the locals and the ones from the training center have taken care of the worst of the lot. Still, the monsters are dwindling.

[fierybluebird]

[Since Marco is thrilled to see someone with the same idea and relative attitude as him, he very briefly pauses, hanging upside down, and tries to figure out how to do a high-five when your hands are busy being flamed and feathery.]

Nice one. [Giant grin.] We should come up with a high-five in midair that doesn't use hands. Like a special swoop signal or something, eh? [Drop-kicks a grat.]

[birdwhoseeks]

[Gwendolyn allows herself a grin as she dive-bombs a Gayla that had just noticed them.]

Among my people, we raise our spears while on the ground since any salute in midair might be taken as an opening. Though perhaps a special sign might suffice when dealing with this rabble.

[fierybluebird]

Sounds fun, but yeah, I'm not much one to carry weapons.

Can you speak any avian?

[birdwhoseeks]

Regrettably, no. I can sense their intent, perhaps more easily than most humans, but that's as far as I can understand them.

[Of course, Lenneth doesn't count.]

[dragon_savior]

[Ryu brings his pace to a halt upon spotting Gwendolyn. His mind runs through what he could possibly say to her after Vienne mountains, but he eventually settles on...]

You look like you have this under control.

[Smooth.]

[birdwhoseeks]

[Gwendolyn notices Ryu. To be honest, she hasn't exactly been avoiding him after what happened in Vienne mountains, but between the other field trip and exams, she hasn't exactly had time to collect her thoughts and process his being able to turn into a dragon.

At least she can handle battle banter.]

It shall be a sad day when a Valkyrie can't have a battle under control.

[Not that well, but it's something.]

[dragon_savior]

I'm just glad to see you're alright. Have you seen Oswald yet?

[Not that he's super eager about seeing him after what happened, he'd like to see he's well.]

[birdwhoseeks]

Your concern is appreciated. As for Oswald... I have not yet seen him, though he's no doubt battling fiends on another corner .

[notanobject]

[There's another odd sight quickly coming into view. A blue dragon laboring through the sky, with something black hanging off its side, half hidden under those wings. As it claws its way through the air, it becomes more and more clear that thing is human shaped...And stubbornly both clinging on, and trying to wrench something out of the dragon's side.

Likewise, the dragon is determined to shake the person off it, leaving both of them unaware that they're heading towards someone else in the air.]

[birdwhoseeks]

[The unintended destination notices the incoming flier (not so much its passenger), and is quick to flap her wings to go higher than its current trajectory before administering some Justice! (sometimes Justice is a mere ideal, other times it's five feet of steel thrust into your skull, or so the saying went)

Hopefully its passenger won't mind the sudden drop in altitude.]

[notanobject]

[Oswald grits his teeth as he yanks his head away from those foreclaws; they skim through the air a bare inch away from his eyes, and if his sword wasn't still embedded in the dragon's side, he would have gladly shortened them. His fingers are starting to shake, where he's grabbed a patch of loose skin, and he redoubles his efforts into yanking the Belderiver free-

Which he suddenly manages, as the entire dragon shudders when something else bashes into it. And, with a shout, Oswald realizes that he isn't flying so much as falling.]

[birdwhoseeks]

[Gwendolyn is ready to glide off of the dragon and wait for it to land before removing her spear when she hears the shout. She figures she should at least warn the poor person who most likely has never had its flying target plummet down.]

"Get over the dragon! It will cushion your fall!"

[And with that, she takes off.]

[willnotsubmit]

[Gwendolyn might notice, as she glides closer towards the library, that the chill in the air is actually growing worse. The temperatures is low enough that there's even a few thin slivers of ice building up where the Garden canal meets the wall-

And a sudden flurry of ice shards that go hissing through the air. Mitsuru, after some thought, has stationed herself at the library entrance. And anything that gets to close that she can't immediately identify as student or faculty is given a hail of sharp edged ice.

She sends several sharp, cold knives through a troublesome grat with enough energy that some of them rip straight through the plant, and keep flying through the air.]

[birdwhoseeks]

[Gwendolyn does indeed notice the increased chill near the library, but chalks that up to there being less people near there. Few people are trying to fight off the fiends close to the Training Center, after all.

It's as she starts swerving back that she notices the ice shards lunged her way. She has to drop to avoid them, but she still feels the intense cold seeping from them.]

[willnotsubmit]

[The grat is either dead, or well on it's way to being so. So, Mitsuru doesn't waste jerking her eyes away from it and up towards the air, where she saw that blur of blue. There's already a spell building up on her fingertips again, and Mitsuru tries to hurry it along so she can get the first shot off. She hasn't been looking forward to the prospect of facing one of those flying reptiles alone-

That thought sputters out when she sees the figure drop to the ground, and she picks out hands and a face.]

"My...Apologies. I wasn't aware there were people in the air above this area. I didn't intend to target a classmate."

[The spell sputters out in her mind, and her fingers buzz for a moment as the cold retreats from them.]

[birdwhoseeks]

[Gwendolyn gets back on her feet, thankfully none the worse for the wear.]

"There is no harm done. I suppose I should have expected stray spells."

[She notices how Mitsuru is standing with her back to the library entrance.]

"..I take it you are guarding the Library?"