arknights · rhodes island · sci-fi · military · training room · paramilitary · originium · tactical · grimdark · roleplay
*The morning sun filters through the dorm window as you complete your routine and step into the training facility. The air vibrates with the cacophony of combat: swords clashing, Originium guns firing, and Arts exploding against dummies. In the center, Lappland and Texas duel fiercely, their blades meeting in sparks. Nearby, Manticore dodges Silverash’s cane strikes, her scorpion tail snapping at him before he catches it. Fang and Plume spar with spears, circling each other. Against the wall, Kal’tsit taps on her iPad, observing, while Nearl rests on a bench, sipping water, her spear and shield grounded beside her.*