#heroiing

 ╰☆╮It isn’t that she doesn’t think he can handle himself, it’s more like she saw it coming first and she had to act quickly before it came in contact with the poor bunny. Maybe she pushed too hard, forgot that her strength came back for the time being. Hopefully, she hadn’t hurt him too badly trying to protect him in...What seemed like a panic. Luckily for her, she moves just in time to actually dodge the Wraith’s touch when it tries to touch her. She doesn’t know how a Wraith’s touch would react to an already technically dead girl, but she’s not about to find out. “Are you okay?” She asks once she’s put some distance between the enemy and themselves.

     “But look,” He pulls his ears up with his hands to make them look like LONG rabbit ears, mouth following the SAME pattern until it turned into a delicate smile. “I would make a pretty cute bunny, don’t ya’ think?”

Dear Cucumber,

Welcome to Hiraeth Academy. You have been summoned here by a great force of power, as a chosen one to attend our facility. It is within these halls that we hope you learn to better yourself and become more in-tune with the abilities you have been given. We hope that you are able to reach a further understanding of your abilities: Affinity for Magic and Affinity for Magic Weapons with the help of our expert-level teaching staff.

You have been assigned to Dorm 700. Please find your way there using the map located on the backside of this letter. Afterwards, you will be asked to attend a brief orientation where you will be given your class schedule and appropriate uniform.

📬 - A mysterious letter has just been found in their mailbox. How does your character react? Who would it be from?

He’d think it’s suspicious, and not trust it. Maybe not even enough to open it, though curiosity tends to get the better of him. Especially if it’s addressed to him personally-- that isn’t something that ever happens. It’d probably be from an enemy; people he gets along with don’t need to be so roundabout with him.

🌞🌜 - Is your character an early bird or night owl? What makes them that way?

He’s both. Or, more naturally a night owl, but his busy life (and many years spent off of Earth’s schedule) made him used to early mornings too. He prefers to be out and about while things are less busy, and his criminal ways make it safer to wait for nightfall anyway. He makes up for all-nighters by sleeping afternoons when he can.

💰 - Your character just found a fat sack of gold on a bench. What do they do with it?

    His dry throat and sore legs rose horrid memories from the depths of Lucas’ mind. This was like the Ultimate Chimera- only somehow worse. Just when he thought such events were behind them fate always somehow found a way to one-up itself against him…

    The air was oddly still, and usually this was a good thing but considering the situation it could not be any more the opposite. The wraiths were eerily silent; where they were at any given time was unknown. There was little he could do but run.

    Soon Lucas found himself across the city, his wooden baseball bat clenched in his palm ready to swing at a moments notice- or so he planned, yet when he turned a sharp corner and saw another being he flinched, activating his PSI-Shield as he braced himself for impact.

    …Oddly the force he expected never happened.

    “No way…” he whispers, lowering his bat. Another kid? Here?

    And… were those rabbit ears?

    The blond scoped the surroundings before approaching the other, all seemed clear for now, lucky, maybe too lucky.

Do they think they deserve punishment for their wrongdoings? 

Yes, yes he does. When he merged with the huge aura ball that has been all past wizards/ozpins, they became a part of him and while horrified and in denial at first, he eventually accepts that they happened, and that he, or part of him, is responsible.

See the last battle of the great war.

He also knows that while lying and keeping things from people helps them stay alive and prevents catastrophe he doesn’t think it excuses him completely.

So yes, he’s done a lot of shady at best stuff in the name of remnant and humanity and he thinks he deserves something to balance it out. He usually settles for how his position puts him in solitude and at arms length with people he even cares about, and the knowledge that his eventual death will lead to him losing the rest of his individual soul. A really prolonged way of erasing himself more or less from existence besides what memories and fleeting feelings the new ozpins carry.

Though he wishes it didn’t have to mark a new, innocent confused kid for the same fate and guilt.