Just One Bad Day

[Dacre Tyr]

Dacre looked down at his lunch and was unimpressed. He had gotten a scoop of mac n cheese that started to look a little green, a frozen burger that still hadn’t completely thawed out, a soda, and an apple, which was about the only thing that was fresh. He took the apple and the soda and tossed the rest out. Scanning the cafeteria, it wasn’t very difficult to locate his team, considering that certain members were known for standing out. He made his way across the lunchroom floor towards his team, taking a bite of his apple, wishing there was more to his meal than this since his semblance requires a large intake of food.


“Hey there, beastie” The wolf’s ears perked up and he stopped dead in his tracks. The words were like a thick slime moving across the air around him. Dacre steeled his nerves and turned in the direction of the foul noise. In front of him stood a weasel faced boy of maybe eighteen or nineteen with three other weasel faced boys behind him, all smirking as if their boss had told the joke of the century. “Are you that savage that you don’t know to say hello when someone greets you?” The weasel faced boy chuckled to himself. At that his flock of weasels chuckled too. Suddenly Dacre was all too aware of the silence coming from the tables beside him. He looked around and all eyes were on him. The wolf glared at the sophomore in front of him and muttered, “And who might you be? I’m afraid I’m in no mood for this”, practically snarling. He knew where this was going, then again, it wasn’t hard to guess if you heard what he called him. Beast. Savage. As far as eloquently formed insults were concerned, these failed in comparison, and yet, Dacre was on edge. He could sense the intent from the four sophomores and he wasn’t ready to let his guard down for a second. The leader walked up to him and took the apple from his hand, taking a bite and tossing it behind him. The wolf’s expression remained cold and unamused. “You hear that boys? This good for nothing animal doesn’t know who I am.” A chuckle rose from the group. “I just so happen to be hunter. My name’s Victor Helsing and I suggest you remember that so we can avoid the next few minutes of discomfort from happening again.”


At that, Dacre’s ears went down, he placed his soda on the nearest table and readied himself for what was coming. He took a step back as Victor took a swing and missed. Dacre grabbed his arm, twisted it behind his back and pushed Victor towards his weasels. Angry at the lack of submission, Victor stood up and called for his buddies to help in the exercise. Just as the white haired wolf got in his stance, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He glanced behind him and saw a familiar face, only, instead of his usual wide smile, he wore a serious look he never thought he’d ever see on the ram. Two more hands rested on Dacre’s shoulders, allowing him to relax and loosen his fists. The fervor of the sophomores faded as they saw this wouldn’t be as easy as initially anticipated. “I suggest you watch your back from now on, grimm!” He heard Victor call out as they all left the scene and returned to their table at the far end of the lunchroom. “Thanks guys. I would have preferred to avoid that all together. I appreciate the friendly presence.” He grinned at his teammates as they walked him back to their own table.


Grimm. That word stuck with Dacre for the rest of the day. That wasn’t what he was, he knew that, and yet… “I’m not a monster. I’m not what I was. I made a promise, and I intend to keep it. Just wait a little longer for me, Clover.”, the wolf thought to himself.

[Aries Cross]

"Well honestly I wouldn't have minded taking things up a notch. People like him deserve a fist to the mouth when they act out of line." Aries spoke with a low rumble in the back of throat seeming slightly more bothered than his team mate at the incident. Having taken his hand of Darce's shoulder he picked up the tray with the wolf's food on it and brought along to the table sitting down across from him and sliding the tray over towards him. "Don' tell me that took away your appetite cause if so I'll help you out in that department." the Ram quickly recovered his flashy smile and showed it off towards his team mate before digging into his own plate to choke down the school's provided lunch.

With a gulp of his apple juice he returned his attention to Dacre as Aries still noticed the sullen look on his face. "If it's really bothering you that much we could always settle this in a 'friendly' sparring match that way no teacher would bat an eye when we kick them in the ass." Aries spoke up again trying his hardest to console his team mate after all he hated watching people sulk though admittedly he didn't know much about Dacre outside of what he was like in combat so currently he was shooting in the dark.

[Dacre Tyr]

Dacre looked down at the food on the tray. "You took someone else's food, I hope you realize.", but when he looked up, he could see his teammate hardly heard a word while shoveling his own food in to his mouth. The wolf simply pushed the food aside. "I doubt they'll miss it anyways."he whispered to himself. Returning to the point that his teammate stated, "To be honest, I'm not one for confrontation. He wanted to get a rise out of me and he almost succeeded." At that his ears lowered slightly and his gaze fell to his hands on the table. Knowing how far he was capable of going scared him. He worked tirelessly to erase the path of misery he left behind before Beacon and with only a few choice words, he almost let it go up in flames.

He opened his soda and took a long gulp."I think I'll pay Victor back in kind at the battle lesson later today." ,Dacre mused. He couldn't help but feel slightly uplifted at the words of his teammate. His love for fighting was something that would prove useful should the worst happen. He looked at the ram, who wore the usual ear to ear smile, "If it's a sparring match you want, I'd be more than happy to oblige." Dacre said grinning. "We all need the practice if we want to do well at the festival anyways."

[Aries Cross]

"Guess that just means more for me hehe." Aries said scratching the back of his neck a little embarrassed but he'd get over that quickly as there was food to be had. Taking to the other tray of lunch Aries quickly swallowed down his seconds only stopping to roll the apple that was on the tray the wolf's way. "Look I'm fine eating everything but you gotta have something don'tcha?"  With that he went back to his own food.


Aries couldn't help but beam his bright smile at Dacre with his mention of being a sparring partner, the woolhead couldn't help but smile. Another chance to show off his combat prowess was always welcome. "Yo, I'm always down to kick ass so if you really wanna offer your rump up I won't say no haha." The ram gloated all in good fun but he was just confident as he always was. "But yeah we really should spar together could learn a little about how each other and that'd help out with the whole team thing." Hoping he was being too cocky Aries shifted back over to the idea of team training. 

[Dacre Tyr]

Dacre picked up the apple, sniffed it, and took a huge bite. Without even knowing, Aries was right, he needed all the food he can get if wanted to stay in peak condition. "Just because we don't know each other that well doesn't mean you should underestimate me." the wolf commented with a smirk, "I'm pretty well known for evading my opponents. Sometimes for years at a time" At that, he laughed softly, never losing his smirk, and took another gulp of the soda before reaching into his shirt and grabbing at the ring hanging around his neck. It was a reactionary habit of his ever since the incident a few years back, he would randomly grab the emerald rose ring for solace. He took another bite of his apple and tucked the ring back in his shirt. 

Thinking on the topic of sparring again, "I think we should have a team exercise before we split into sparring partners. Just something quick to better familiarize ourselves with one another. Learning your teammates fighting style and moves is one thing, but understanding their thoughts and feelings could make the difference between victory and defeat.", the wolf paused a moment, "But that's for our leader to decide, I'm fine no matter the circumstances." The white haired faunus glanced at his teammate, grinning,  "Just remember, your bushy head won't save you this time, Aries."