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"Team MJSC, let's get outta here! I don't want to be up alone against every soldier in Lodestar!" "First sensible thing you've done today..." Schwarz muttered to himself as he quickly joined in the retreat. He was almost tempted to do something to cut off a small band of the retreating...

Schwarz was numb and deaf to the illusion for a short time after he thought his deformities had been shed. At least, until Xuan Ba shouted his rallying cry. Then, everything started to fall back in place, the Siege of Lodestar, the armies of Xuan Ba...the battle that stood before him. Such...

Schwarz was quite put out from the start, with the dorms destroyed, he had to find his own means of sleeping away from the small comforts the school provided, since they forced a proximity to his Faunus teammates that was too much to bear. So, when attending Prof. van Wink's class, Schwarz...

Schwarz came upon the scene in the dorms after events had run their course, though appeared unfazed by the collapse of the teams' rooms. If anyone bothered to watch him, the only sign that he even made note of the damage was with a roll of the eyes, the frown on his face remaining solid as...

Schwarz had decided to spent the rest of the day in a private lab, getting to the components for his project together. Frankly, he was trying to do all the work, save for the actual fusion, before he even brought the Faunus in on the procedure. His idea was simple: have her deal with the...

"So, we're gonna be working together then, you want to wait until the weekend to really get going on the project, or get an early start on it? I'm gonna have to read through this 'Insert Title Here' before I can really start, anyway, so if you've got an idea I'm all ears." Schwarz didn't even...

"I'll be giving you the same project as Mr. Zaan - in fact, I'm assigning the two of you to work together. You will both be assessed at the same time and receive the same grade. Am I understood?" Any sign of pride in his work on Schwarz's face dissipated with that. Of course, it was just the...

Schwarz spent most of the time, both up to and during today's class, in thought about how to continue his high standard of success. For a little while after the class begun, Professor Francis giving her spiel, Schwarz eyed the various tools in the class and wondered what he should do. His...

"I appreciate the offer, Professor, but I'm afraid I'll have to decline. Besides, I think Zaan is right where he belongs with Steele as a leader... isn't that right?" Schwarz let the jab fall on the floor, not meeting Rufus' gaze or even expressing a reaction, as if he didn't even hear...

Schwarz did not let Rufus' barbarity break his poise, merely reflecting his "rival's" (if he would even entertain that notion) smirk with a sad frown, showing more concern over the broken mahogany than Rufus' wordless challenge. For the rest of the class he was silent, wondering if the assault...

Schwarz very much enjoyed watching the competition go first, both for the chance to see them in action and to be entertained with the failures of his classmates. However, Matt's display was...intriguing, to say the least. It looked less like a Semblance and more like Dust manipulation, but...

As the party started to wind down, Schwarz decided it was best to move on from his short conversations and general mingling to head off to his teams' dorm room. Once there, he was struck with the sight of his "leader" passed out on his bed, and the annoying Faunus he met earlier, with her nose...

"You will make fine fuel." Mr. Hotman had left Schwarz in a state of bemusement. Had he just been given the business by someone who looked like their mom dressed them? He could only smirk until the strange stranger was out of sight, he then let it evolve into a light chuckle. "Schwarz...

"I saw your fight Schwarz Zaan; the flames of war tell me you are strong." The man with the flame on his armor caught him by surprise, not so much because of his sudden approach but because of his bizarre salutation. However, he heard a compliment, so that was enough to keep the conversation...

"Thank you for telling me Mr. Zaan. I'll keep that in mind." While Barca's answers left a sore spot on Schwarz's ego for causing such a pointless distraction, Schwarz's shame was saved a public display with a thought. Barca himself failed to satisfy Schwarz' curiosity regarding the flare. It...