Just Money. A lesson in Restraint?[Hunt][Ask to Join]

She suffered no delusions. Yin was probably here for the simple pleasure of killing Grimm,the added bonus of a heft pay check, and becoming better at killing Grimm so she could get more hefty paychecks. Money makes the world go round, and she did so mourn the lack of dust in her possession. She would mentally curse Gawain for getting her so riled up in that sparring match.

It wasn't at all like the first hunt. She was calm, and collected. Her mind wasn't addled with blood-lust, and she wasn't recklessly screaming, and flourishing her blade at every Grimm in existence. This one was strictly business. And business was precisely what it was time to get down to. She continued on her way through the forest. She could practically smell the reward. Sweet Sweet Dust...

MUSE

Even with the given payment for hunting Grimm, Gawain found a type of mystique and wonderment in those woods. As blue as they were, it brought feelings of silent sorrow, but within that hue, mixed with the surrounding environment, there was also a thought of beauty. Step by step, the boy's eyes traveled all around him, examining the calm forest as it was; the sounds of birds calling to one another, as well as a few other animals roaming in the winter forest. So far, Gawain had one other encounter with the creatures of darkness, but that time, it was more of an attack rather than a hunt. This time, he was going to expect an attack from any direction, and this time, he was the hunter.

While taking a small journey through the forest, Gawain kept his right hand on the hilt of his sword, still sheathed, as he stayed vigilant. Every sound that he heard, he directed his attention towards it, ready to draw at any moment; however, it was only when he started to hear walking in the distance did Gawain approach it with a slow pace. It was most likely another person on a hunt, but Gawain wanted to keep it calm for then, knowing that too much attention could draw an ambush. As the boy came closer to the sounds of the step, he hid himself behind a large tree, taking a peak out at the surrounding area. To his surprise, it was Yin. She was probably on a hunt, either for the experience or the money, but Gawain didn't care for either purpose at that moment; he was just happy that there was somebody there he knew.

Waving as he stepped out from behind the tree, Gawain approached Yin with a calm smile, hoping that the two could work together on their hunt; if their reasons were for money, the more they killed, the more they received, if their reasons were for experience, the more they fought, the more experience they gained with combat, if their reasons were for everything else, then it only brought them to believing in that goal further, hopefully. Nevertheless, Gawain found someone he knew, and whatever Yin answered, they'd go from there.

The forest wasn't so beautiful to Yin. Just more colors, in more shapes. Just another place in the world, really. In spite of her metaphysical prowess, Yin had no small amount of trouble appreciating the spiritual side of area's. The calm did nothing to effect her mindset anymore than the cacophony of the city. The only thing notable about this landscape was the absence of tracks. And what a shame that was.

Yin quickly turned, hearing something breaking the silence. The rhythm suggested it bipedal. Probably just a person, but for the sake of caution, her hand crept to her blade. Seeing the boy from her sparring match and tour, she brought a hand to her mouth and averted her head for but a moment. Such a familiar taste. It had been a while since she tasted her own venom. He greeted her so kindly, even after appearing so wounded before. This was almost frustrating. No. It was absolutely infuriating. She couldn't place her finger on why, but his would be benevolence was very irksome.

Setting her frustration aside, she smile halfheartedly, and looked on the brighter side. He was mute, so she didn't have to worry too much about him making any off setting noises, and she knew first hand that he could handle himself. "We meet again, Gawain, was it?" She asked, knowing the answer to the question, and extending her hand to him in greeting. But she believed she was beginning to know his heart a little better. He was not so different from her somehow, even if they seemed to be opposites. "Care for a hunt?" She added with a wolfish grin.

Gawain slowed his movement, even hesitating to advance when he saw Yin look off to her side after seeing him; maybe she was still mad at him back from their last encounter. Her words were rather hurtful, but they probably held true. Since that day, Gawain tried his best to improve on every move, wanting to know what proper fighting was and how to obtain it; however, the only thing he improved on was his combat skill. He never did learn the answer to what was a proper fight, but maybe, that day, he'd learn what it was from Yin. Nonetheless, with the smile that Yin passed off, Gawain assumed that it was okay to approach his ex-opponent, taking up a normal pace once more.

With a calm smile on his face, Gawain stood before Yin, greeting her with a gentle shake through their hands. She remembered his name, at least, and she even asked if he wanted to tag along for a hunt. With a enlightened nod, Gawain was ready to follow Yin on their hunt together. As for any writing response, Gawain relieved himself of that duty, knowing that in combat, there was no time to just pull out his notepad and begin writing commands to his teammates. The only thing he could do was fight, instructing his teammates through body language instead while fighting on instinct. With his sword's hilt lying in his left hand, Gawain mentally prepared himself for their hunt ahead, knowing that this time, he'd be working with a teammate to fight Grimm. He didn't want Yin to be hurt, so, he'd try his best to take the lead if the situation allowed for it; for now though, Gawain was content with following Yin, keeping an eye on their surroundings for them.

Boarbatusk Level: 4 HP: 140

A lone boarbastusk was prowling through Finnek Forest. Lone grimm have been known to stay isolated from the pack for months as this one had. For a grimm it was hard to find human prey in the forest as most stayed close to society while others had some way of guarding themselves or being guarded. However when a human dared delve into the forest they were easier prey than multiple in a guarded city. Not that the grimm was able to think about strategy and where the easiest or best prey was, but it still found itself in a decent spot for hunting.

In it's search the boar would fins two humans, which had in fact been hunting grimm just as the grimm had been hunting them. A mindless charge was the first move which the grimm resorted to not caring if the humans were armed or just easy prey.

Yin couldn't help a slight grin at Gawain's eagerness to lead. She really couldn't find it in her to complain. As much as she loved the heat of battle, strategically, he was better in close range, and was better suited to the front. She would need to swallow that sort of mindset if she ever wanted to work on any sort of team. She couldn't help but feel guilty. He seemed a bit bothered, and it was pretty obvious why. She might have been a bit less blunt in her assessment of Gawain's sparring manners. The etiquette of an honorable battle seemed to be lost these days. All the same, in a real fight, that didn't matter. There's no such thing as a fair fight, and you do what you must to win. She supposed he trained how he fought.

Hearing the hurried approached, Yin turned to face the Grimm, her eyes going wide. She was caught off guard by the lack of repose. She had been captured in thought, and the was only just ready enough to notice the beast. That was real combat. Grimm weren't marked for being polite. She would take a notes for the future. She didn't have time to focus her Semblance, instead throwing her hand out to send an explosive force of wind in hopes of stopping the beasts charge.

MUSE

In the midst of preparation, Gawain was the first to notice the charging Grimm. Drawing his longsword right from the start, Gawain quickly took a few seconds, examining the situation. It's charging toward us both, no time to dodge; the only option is to attack. Taking a look over at Yin, wondering what she was thinking, she was clearly just noticing it now. The situation was already turning grim with that, so, hoping to attract the Grimm's attention and allow Yin to land an attack, Gawain dashed toward it, watching the beast's sudden movements as he angled his blade appropriate to its tusks. Yin's power lied in her Dust attacks, using them as powerful projectiles while Gawain's power lied in his rush-in. With long-range and short-range positions covered, hopefully that battle was going to go smoothly for the two.

As the sudden gust of wind flew by him, possibly striking the Grimm, Gawain followed the projectile with an upward strike, angled from his left leg and swung above his right arm. Taking the rhythm of the battle into a side's hands was always important; in this case, with a two on one, staggering the Grimm and allowing them to charge in would've given them the advantage in the battle. This was the decision that Gawain decided was right in the split moment the two students were given as the Grimm was charging.

HP:105

In it's charge the grimm was in no way subtle and a dust attack from one of the students would have been the first attack to hit. Due to the way the grimm was hit combined with it's own reaction the grimm would move out of the way of the attack from the second human. That would bring up an interesting opportunity for the boar and one that would be taken straight away. The Boar would charge the human who had failed to hit it while it was just finishing the motion of the attack. the charge was as strong as it could get at such a close range. The boar would have no clue how unlikely it would be for it to succeed in it's battle. After it's charge the grimm would attempt to gain distance from the humans before changing it's focus to the dust wielding human who had hit it previously.

notes: 1 attack towards Gawain

Yin had to grimace, realizing she had thwarted her ally's attack. Already, she was beginning to see the difficulty of fighting like a team. It wasn't something she was used to, or at all cut out for, but at this point, she had no choice. There was a Grimm there after all. Gawain had just finished the arc of his attack, and she had to make sure he had time to recover, and properly engage the target. Sliding into an appropriate angle, she focused her Semblance into assisting her sending a funnel of wind past Gawain into the Grimm. With any luck, it would stop the attack. Had the Grimm struck first, she could at least spare Gawain the time to recover instead of being gored.

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Having failed his own strike against the Grimm, Gawain was at least satisfied with Yin's strike against the target. It gave the two a little bit of time to recuperate, to wait for the next strike, and counter; however, as Gawain's arc reached the end of its motion, the relentless Boarbatusk suddenly came rushing at him. With almost no time to dodge, Gawain quickly drew his sword in front of him across his body, angled downward to his left leg as his left hand applied a force on the other side of the sword of his right hand to minimize as much damage from the Grimm. Luckily, with the sudden preparation and assistance from Yin, before the Boarbatusk could ram all the way into the surprised swordsman, Gawain was able to escape from the conflict with minimal damage.

As for having escaped from the Boarbatusk's tusks, Gawain quickly decided to head up with another attack, this time utilizing his Semblance to engage. With a flick of his wrist, turning back to verify the location, Gawain successfully summoned a Glyph, only to place as much force as he could into jumping backwards straight into his Glyph. From then, with his feet planted solidly against the makeshift wall, the swordsman kicked straight off of it, readying his blade for a horizontal strike against the Grimm. Landing a strike across the side of the Grimm, from face to back, would surely deal some considerable damage, and even push the battle further into their favor; however, that situation solely relied on Gawain's ability to land his attack.

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