Thread: Welcome to Accel(Max and I)

The little quip coming from Abigail burrowed into the recesses of his patience and made him boil over in annoyance. They obviously needed a deciding factor, not just someone with a Holier than Thou attitude to just take the wheel and start driving. But what really made him grind his teeth was the fact that she even questioned his skills. Oh, like your little magical senses are fool-proof? Don't be an idiot. Obviously this door was put in a specific place, not just in some random bush. But thankfully at that point, the snooze-loving shapeshifter seemed to throw in her two cents. What she explained... honestly made sense. Did Alexander like it? Far from it. Hannabelle took the smart route, yes. But it didn't really garner any points with either of them, really. Though the smile seemed to show that she preferred to equality and balance to their little dispute. Annoying. Alexander gave a sigh and just crossed his arms. I guess that'll do, true. He muttered in response before gazing over towards Abigail. She stated to head in the north west, giving him a visual guide to where they should be heading. But he did take in the same look of their path with the same regard. At first, it didn't look too bad, maybe slip over a few branches and avoid a twig here or there. But past a few trees, Alexander was certain things would get trickier. Usually that wouldn't matter to him at all, but he had two companions along for the ride. He would have to remember they couldn't move about like he could. Tch, Alexander scoffed at Abigail, already walking ahead. Just focus on telling me where this magic door is. I'm honestly not interested in dragging your sorry ass through the woods, and I doubt leaving you behind would look good on me at all. Consider it his way of saying that he'd pace himself for them. Though it didn't give any insight towards his liking of Hannabelle, though knowing Alexander right now, she was probably stuck in the same boat as Abigail. From afar, it was obvious that Pietro was annoyed, following along quietly. The magical aura that once flowed out from him before they began their exam was now no longer felt. Even the slightest whiff was gone in the air. This practically made him a ghost, yet the three already knew he was there. Demons, however, wouldn't make it their prerogative to track the number one in Accel, which only meant more work for the chosen three today. It wouldn't help their time, however. Even if all they ran into were oversized spiders, it would still be time consuming and equally as tiring. If not, more so. Their proctor had already made notes on them so far, but among it all, he was very displeased. Ultimately however, he couldn't make decision. Simply provide his input. Amethyst would be the one to decide that unless she seemed to struggle. And he was certain then that the Headmaster would have to step in. It was rare though. Amethyst was sound in her decision making, and she did take in Pietro's notes and gatherings with value. After all, the young man wasn't first in rank for nothing. . . . . . . Perhaps two hours in, Alexander had guided the trio through some unpleasant brush while also following Abigail's senses. He quickly helped Hannabelle avoid a bush of poison ivy that didn't seem tainted by any sort of demonic influence. While he wasn't too skilled with experiencing overgrown weeds that wanted to kill him, something told him that they would stand out a bit. Holy hell, how far are we going to keep walking? The young man complained, sighing in aggravation as they began to pass by a few brushes with berries in them. Well, honestly, he was a bit peckish. Breakfast was light. So Alexander peered at the berries, taking a look at the ones that seemed to be black with a leaf-like cap to them. Those weren't good. Instead, there were ones that appeared to grow in pairs, and he knew from experience those were. Hold on. He waved to the two, probably figuring too that this would be a good spot to take a small break. These berries here are good. If you're famished, then we should eat a bit, but not too much. Even if you aren't, it'll be a nice little boost to your energy. Looking over to Abigail, he narrowed his eyes somewhat. Even if you think you're all that, princess, even you've got limits. With that said, he popped three or four into his month and held his hand out to the both of them. There was a whole pile within his hand to which he offered to both Abigail and Hannabelle. Whether they accepted them or not, well, that was their win or loss. Alexander then leaned against a tree trunk and slid down until his rear end touched the earth, a soft sigh escaping his lips. Plus, I think we should take a break. The Berserker popped another berry into his month before he looked over to the two. He did a quick tally on their abilities collectively. So, he was a Berserker. Front lines and definitely more attuned to physical or fighting abilities. If things got up close and personal, Alexander could handle that. As for Abigail, he knew of her affinity for magical spells and the like. To his knowledge, there wasn't anyone that could best her at it. Hannabelle was a shape shifter. Depending on what creature she transformed into, she seemed like a nice aiding hand to either of them. She could probably do well on her own in case things got hairy. Still, Alexander would much prefer not wanting to deal with demons or man-eating plants. Death was possible on this exam, and maybe it didn't hit him earlier, but now it scared him a bit. If he messed up, he'd be dead. Dead . Would Pietro swing in and save him? Damn, he felt pitiful for even thinking of relying on someone. Besides, he didn't have someone like that before, and he grew up just fine. Alexander shouldn't be doubting himself, he thought, biting into his lip and chewing it softly. So, how're you two holding up? While he seemed to stress the words at first, he still did genuinely want to know of their conditions. He couldn't just run off, they wouldn't keep up. And he depended on Abigail's abilities now. And leaving behind the clueless Hannabelle? Jeez, he felt like a dick just thinking of it.