Air ships continue to arrive with fresh faces of new students eager to start studying and training to be guardians and protectors of Remnant. The landing site is already bustling with students and their luggage, and the excitement is so thick you can cut it with a sword. (Let's hope nobody takes that literally and tries it. 
) From this point stands the entire structure that is Beacon Academy, a truely majestic sight to behold, and still a bit of a walk to the entrance courtyard, where the Huntsman Statue stands proud and stoic for all to see. Beyond that, the front door to the school itself, and all the adventure and knowledge that comes along with it.
) From this point stands the entire structure that is Beacon Academy, a truely majestic sight to behold, and still a bit of a walk to the entrance courtyard, where the Huntsman Statue stands proud and stoic for all to see. Beyond that, the front door to the school itself, and all the adventure and knowledge that comes along with it.
The airship ride was terrible.
The interior had been crowded to a point in which one to-be student attempted to shimmy up the slanted windows on the sides of the airship by the sheer traction of his skin. He had landed on his backside, which was the only thing that made Aiko feel pleasant for the ride. However, said windows that gave quite a view of Beacon and it's campus were blocked. Leaving only those pushed up against the clean, clear glass to have the only view. Aiko didn't feel too well already, her motion sickness kicking in by the last leg of the ride, but the nauseated feeling was turned up to eleven given the cramped conditions.
So naturally once the airship had stopped, Aiko bolted for the door, stepping out onto the large, suspended platform that made up the campus of Beacon Academy.
Yes, Beacon Academy, the most prestigious of the four finishing schools for aspiring hunters and huntresses. It only beat out Atlas for the top spot by a small amount, but it still proved that Beacon took in only the best of the best, and harbored those with the skill to achieve what each and every student should want to. To defeat the darkness--or at least push it back--in order to protect the civil populous.
As Aiko took a few careful steps forward, she tipped her sunglasses down to take a clear look at her competition. Naïve and young. O, how they hadn't witnessed the horrors of the Grimm yet, and o, how much more she had. The nihilism physically radiated off of the girl, almost saying, "Keep away from me," anytime a person came close. Stepping forward, Aiko moved for the fountain in the middle of the courtyard, and promptly sat on the edge of it. The girl rummaged around for a bit in her case, checking her items, to make sure she hadn't forgotten or lost anything during and before the trip. Aiko's eyes were hardly on her case however, she glanced around, keeping an eye out for any person who piqued her interest.
The interior had been crowded to a point in which one to-be student attempted to shimmy up the slanted windows on the sides of the airship by the sheer traction of his skin. He had landed on his backside, which was the only thing that made Aiko feel pleasant for the ride. However, said windows that gave quite a view of Beacon and it's campus were blocked. Leaving only those pushed up against the clean, clear glass to have the only view. Aiko didn't feel too well already, her motion sickness kicking in by the last leg of the ride, but the nauseated feeling was turned up to eleven given the cramped conditions.
So naturally once the airship had stopped, Aiko bolted for the door, stepping out onto the large, suspended platform that made up the campus of Beacon Academy.
Yes, Beacon Academy, the most prestigious of the four finishing schools for aspiring hunters and huntresses. It only beat out Atlas for the top spot by a small amount, but it still proved that Beacon took in only the best of the best, and harbored those with the skill to achieve what each and every student should want to. To defeat the darkness--or at least push it back--in order to protect the civil populous.
As Aiko took a few careful steps forward, she tipped her sunglasses down to take a clear look at her competition. Naïve and young. O, how they hadn't witnessed the horrors of the Grimm yet, and o, how much more she had. The nihilism physically radiated off of the girl, almost saying, "Keep away from me," anytime a person came close. Stepping forward, Aiko moved for the fountain in the middle of the courtyard, and promptly sat on the edge of it. The girl rummaged around for a bit in her case, checking her items, to make sure she hadn't forgotten or lost anything during and before the trip. Aiko's eyes were hardly on her case however, she glanced around, keeping an eye out for any person who piqued her interest.
Sevio's air ship ride was a bit more pleasant, probably because he managed to book a flight on a ship that had a bit more elbow room. Not that he cared much for the view, but he really didn't want to talk to anyone. He was fine at this point just keeping to himself. He waited by the door until they landed, being one of the first ones off the ship with one napsack of goods to his name. He didn't stick around anywhere long enough for anyone to approach him, just as happy with no one knowing his name as a farmer with a ready crop.
He was sick of being a wild card in the fight against the Grimm, viewed the same as a bandit or a ruthless criminal by those he helped all because he lost his temper against a King Taijitu or a Death Stalker. He was ready to get his huntsman license and get back to looking for the source of the Grimm. Everyone that cared to know his story was gone. His Mother... His Father... Any friends he may have had... All killed by the Grimm. It had been 4 years since he tried to make small talk with anyone, and what social skills he did have were all formal and business related. His only condition when he signed on for a job, was that no one watch him work. He always managed to scare people with his power, and instead of giving people hope, he had only brought relief when he left the areas that he cleared Grimm from. At this point though, he really didn't care.
Beacon Academy. The symbol and source of all the hope in Vale. Sevio wouldn't stop walking until he got to the statue in front of the main building, and looked up at it with an admiring gaze. It was almost enough to give him some hope too. Hope that maybe here, amongst other fighters and huntsmen and huntresses in training, he could talk to someone that wouldn't be scared of him after seeing what he could do. He'd passed the Beacon entrence exam a couple of weeks ago with a near flawless combat record, but that was only because he'd been raised outside the kingdoms and had been fighting Grimm since he was 10.
First rule of living outside the kingdoms... If you cannot fight, you cannot survive. And Sevio has certainly survived, as anyone could see.
He was sick of being a wild card in the fight against the Grimm, viewed the same as a bandit or a ruthless criminal by those he helped all because he lost his temper against a King Taijitu or a Death Stalker. He was ready to get his huntsman license and get back to looking for the source of the Grimm. Everyone that cared to know his story was gone. His Mother... His Father... Any friends he may have had... All killed by the Grimm. It had been 4 years since he tried to make small talk with anyone, and what social skills he did have were all formal and business related. His only condition when he signed on for a job, was that no one watch him work. He always managed to scare people with his power, and instead of giving people hope, he had only brought relief when he left the areas that he cleared Grimm from. At this point though, he really didn't care.
Beacon Academy. The symbol and source of all the hope in Vale. Sevio wouldn't stop walking until he got to the statue in front of the main building, and looked up at it with an admiring gaze. It was almost enough to give him some hope too. Hope that maybe here, amongst other fighters and huntsmen and huntresses in training, he could talk to someone that wouldn't be scared of him after seeing what he could do. He'd passed the Beacon entrence exam a couple of weeks ago with a near flawless combat record, but that was only because he'd been raised outside the kingdoms and had been fighting Grimm since he was 10.
First rule of living outside the kingdoms... If you cannot fight, you cannot survive. And Sevio has certainly survived, as anyone could see.
It was a quiet trip to Beacon for Davis. No one bothered him during the trip. For him, he had an aura that drove people not to be near him. Perhaps it was the cold stillness of the air near him. An ex soldier, for as young as he could hold his rifle. During the trip he had his arms and legs crossed while he took a nap. His suitcase and metal briefcase was near him. His black hair, not so long or short, rest fairly. His eyes closed. Resting for the moment.
A few tried to approach him but hesitated and turn away. From time to time, there's always a girl who teleports right next to his seat. She always talked to him, but from other people's perspective, no words came out of her mouth. When she did appear, he would reply back to her, no words came from his mouth either. The talks lasted between 5 minutes to 10 minutes. The girl would notice other people as well and would wave at them. Sometimes she would bring out a large notebook and write the words: Hello, Hey, or Hi. She was all smiles and cheerful, unlike Davis.
Upon arriving at Beacon, the girl was no longer there. He slowly rise from his rest, took his things, and stepped onto the landing platform. There was a metal belt, a set of hostlers with weapons in them, a black jacket, gray shirt vest, and white shirt. He wore quite formal yet also the style was a bit informal.
He sighed as he was tired and slightly annoyed. "Here we are."
A few tried to approach him but hesitated and turn away. From time to time, there's always a girl who teleports right next to his seat. She always talked to him, but from other people's perspective, no words came out of her mouth. When she did appear, he would reply back to her, no words came from his mouth either. The talks lasted between 5 minutes to 10 minutes. The girl would notice other people as well and would wave at them. Sometimes she would bring out a large notebook and write the words: Hello, Hey, or Hi. She was all smiles and cheerful, unlike Davis.
Upon arriving at Beacon, the girl was no longer there. He slowly rise from his rest, took his things, and stepped onto the landing platform. There was a metal belt, a set of hostlers with weapons in them, a black jacket, gray shirt vest, and white shirt. He wore quite formal yet also the style was a bit informal.
He sighed as he was tired and slightly annoyed. "Here we are."
Meanwhile the panther Faunus had quite the … unpleasant flight. She would normally go unnoticed by people if silent in the streets, but on the ship was different. It was like everyone had this sort of Faunus detector. People would whisper about her while other stayed clear of the girl. A few tried talking to her, to be nice, until given a cold shoulder or to be stared at by blank, black eyes.
The girl that had endured said flight was known as, Violet. Violet even had to deal with slight tugs on her ears until the people noticed the large weapon strapped to her back.
Once she was allowed off the ship she seemed to just disappear. Her footsteps seemed inaudible and she was practically invisible. Well, only to some. There were those that had the intent to make her years at beacon insufferable. And she was ready for it.
The girl that had endured said flight was known as, Violet. Violet even had to deal with slight tugs on her ears until the people noticed the large weapon strapped to her back.
Once she was allowed off the ship she seemed to just disappear. Her footsteps seemed inaudible and she was practically invisible. Well, only to some. There were those that had the intent to make her years at beacon insufferable. And she was ready for it.
The trip had been a total discovery for Amra. Never in her life, she had seen so many young adults in one and unique place. All the chatters and the different faces made her look in all the directions. She wasn’t lost, she was hypnotized by the whole new environment she was putting herself in. During the flight, she took the time to sit down and look around. She wasn’t the type of person that was avoiding social interactions. Every time someone wanted to talk to her, she smiled back at them and engaged the conversation. Even if the conversations weren’t interesting, she was always finding something that would catch her attention. She wanted to talk to everyone, but as time passed time, she was already there.
With excitement, Amra admired the picture that was standing in front of her. The only time she saw such an immense structure was when she would go outside to see her house. If you looked carefully, you could see stars in her eyes shining as bright as diamonds. But when she looked behind her, she remembered why she was here. The sparkles flew away as soon as her remorse appeared. Her face straightened. What had happened if he stayed? Would she be standing here today? Probably not, since her parents were against any kind of violence.
From the start, she was meant to be an artist. A dancer or a musician, or at least something that would fit with her family’s traditions. She tried both and excelled at both, but never felt a strong feeling about them. The first time she saw Storm Weaver, it was like a lighting had hit her. Since then, she never stopped training. It was thanks to her mentor that she could enter Beacon. So technically, today would be the first time they would see her fighting. She had to prove that she deserved to be here.
She pushed away her doubts, and look in front of her.
‘’Here I come, Beacon!’’ She said as she walks towards the establishment.
With excitement, Amra admired the picture that was standing in front of her. The only time she saw such an immense structure was when she would go outside to see her house. If you looked carefully, you could see stars in her eyes shining as bright as diamonds. But when she looked behind her, she remembered why she was here. The sparkles flew away as soon as her remorse appeared. Her face straightened. What had happened if he stayed? Would she be standing here today? Probably not, since her parents were against any kind of violence.
From the start, she was meant to be an artist. A dancer or a musician, or at least something that would fit with her family’s traditions. She tried both and excelled at both, but never felt a strong feeling about them. The first time she saw Storm Weaver, it was like a lighting had hit her. Since then, she never stopped training. It was thanks to her mentor that she could enter Beacon. So technically, today would be the first time they would see her fighting. She had to prove that she deserved to be here.
She pushed away her doubts, and look in front of her.
‘’Here I come, Beacon!’’ She said as she walks towards the establishment.
The ride to Beacon was decent. Not at all good but not close to bad either. While it was filled with heaps of people discussing whatever they fancied quite loudly to one another, Greene didn't really mind it. As long as someone babbled on about their life story and he didn't have much input, he was 100% fine. The length of the trip is what was most irksome- everything became a bore within the first twenty minutes and then he had to suffer three more hours. So yes, it was overall, most utterly, no more or less and definitely most certainly decent.
Arrival was no different, really. They finally landed after the most decent trip, to have to wait to leave the already too hot airship for more obnoxious people to get out of the way of roughly two hundred people, none at all courteous of others. Greene swore he was pushed, nudged and handled roughly by other students, either too eager, too rude or just a sad, sad mixture of both. Even after what should have made this 'Arrival' most horrible and not something to be remembered, he met a small group who seemed somewhat eager to meet him, but in a respectable sense. That made Arrival better for him. Somewhat.
Greene avoided anything that would let the people around him know of his family. He wasn't born from grand hunters, or from a rich, prestigious family. He wasn't anything special, he was just a...
Yeah, let's not talk about that.
His insecurities kicked in for a moment, so he politely left the group once they reached the fountain. He gave them an excuse and they believed him. But not after they arranged to meet later on. He watched them leave without him, partially wondering what to do from now. The people around him wore colourful clothing, with colourful hair and colourful personalities. He didn't feel so insecure about his hair now, nor his matching attire.
He felt a little better about the mostly alright, not so great nor bad, yet seemingly decent day. Somewhat.
Arrival was no different, really. They finally landed after the most decent trip, to have to wait to leave the already too hot airship for more obnoxious people to get out of the way of roughly two hundred people, none at all courteous of others. Greene swore he was pushed, nudged and handled roughly by other students, either too eager, too rude or just a sad, sad mixture of both. Even after what should have made this 'Arrival' most horrible and not something to be remembered, he met a small group who seemed somewhat eager to meet him, but in a respectable sense. That made Arrival better for him. Somewhat.
Greene avoided anything that would let the people around him know of his family. He wasn't born from grand hunters, or from a rich, prestigious family. He wasn't anything special, he was just a...
Yeah, let's not talk about that.
His insecurities kicked in for a moment, so he politely left the group once they reached the fountain. He gave them an excuse and they believed him. But not after they arranged to meet later on. He watched them leave without him, partially wondering what to do from now. The people around him wore colourful clothing, with colourful hair and colourful personalities. He didn't feel so insecure about his hair now, nor his matching attire.
He felt a little better about the mostly alright, not so great nor bad, yet seemingly decent day. Somewhat.
Hazel's trip was actually pretty good to say the least. Hazel lucked out and found a spot not too crowded, but he did have to keep his briefcase next to him. He had his headphones on the trip, trying to relax and get some shut eye. He managed to get five minutes of sleep before waking up. He looked around and out the window to see Beacon. He smirked a bit, knowing he actually made it here.
Once the ship landed, he put his headphones around his neck and walked off the ship. He looked around and walked, getting lost in thought. He walked around and while not paying attention, bumped into the fountain and almost fell in. Luckily he caught himself before going for a swim.
Once the ship landed, he put his headphones around his neck and walked off the ship. He looked around and walked, getting lost in thought. He walked around and while not paying attention, bumped into the fountain and almost fell in. Luckily he caught himself before going for a swim.
Crystals trip wasnt so bad far from home but not bad. She took the midnight train to get her meeting a few new people but at last had to day goodbye.She had taken photographs when she had gotten to Beacon and listened to music in the process. Once finished with the photos she grabs her suit cases and walks over to join the rest of the crowd to find out what was going on.
Robin was told by Ozpin to go hand out with the other kids and have fun, robin sighed as a response, slightly annoyed by it and really doubt that he will find anyone of interest to him, he really didn't want to be a hunter but the fact that he was shiped al the way from Atlas to here did give him a few questions in his mind that he hoped would be answered by doing all this. So he walked into the crowed of kids then bumped into crystal and said "Hey watch where are you going." he didn't mean for it to sound rude but it kinda did.
Crystal being light on her feet falls from being bumped into.Looking up at the person that had ran into her she glared. "I was already here you need to watch where you are going." She stands back up picking up her bags and heads around looking for Ozpin. Crystal tries dodging a group of students falling into the fountian.
Still feeling a bit annoyed from the flight, it was only obvious that Aiko would get annoyed by the growing number of people near the fountain area. She stood and stepped back a little, a glare burning in her eyes, "For future students of Beacon, I'd expect you all to know how to walk in a straight line without falling, and look in front of you whenever you do so," a glare was pointed at Robin, "However, now that I think, we still have the initiation ceremony in the Emerald Forest," Aiko looked to the side with a slight chuckle, "Hopefully you don't bump into a Grimm,"
With her tangent finished, the girl stepped away, moving towards the main tower. Her walk down the avenue leading to the tower wrought a number of interesting candidates for partnership, but the sour look on Aiko's face discouraged anyone from talking to her, and she didn't feel too fond of talking to them either. Whipping her head around, she spied Amra as the woman ran forward, yelling to the school as if it were a person. Aiko groaned, "Great, another peppy, bright, increasingly annoying person," her day could probably go worse at this point however. The amphitheater in which they were all meant to attend was growing a bit tight on space. It seemed there was a lot of wheat to be separated from the chaff.
With her tangent finished, the girl stepped away, moving towards the main tower. Her walk down the avenue leading to the tower wrought a number of interesting candidates for partnership, but the sour look on Aiko's face discouraged anyone from talking to her, and she didn't feel too fond of talking to them either. Whipping her head around, she spied Amra as the woman ran forward, yelling to the school as if it were a person. Aiko groaned, "Great, another peppy, bright, increasingly annoying person," her day could probably go worse at this point however. The amphitheater in which they were all meant to attend was growing a bit tight on space. It seemed there was a lot of wheat to be separated from the chaff.
Hazel continued to walk around, looking at all the structures and buildings. He started to notice people flocking to the amphitheater. Hazel walked over to the amphitheater and went inside, finding an opening in the crowd and walking to it. He held his briefcase tightly as he weaved through the crowd, almost dancing through it as he went to the spot he saw, which was against the wall.
Crystal gets out of the fountian soaked but just sighs and follows the rest of the students. She looks around studying the place so she wont get lost in the process. She talks to some other students walking around Beacon having afun time besides being soaked.
Robin followed Crystal Looking at her and snickering at how she was soaked and in his mind he thought "That's what she gets for talking back to him" it was partially cause it was in fact he was the one whom pushed her or to be more accurate one of his 6 floating drones he calls his purple imps. but then he falt a slight bit of guilt so he walked up to her before taking off his hoodie and saying to her, "You seem a bit cold, take this." then he goes to hand her his hoodie
Sevio shifted his head just enough to watch everything that was going on around him, watching a girl almost deliberately walk into the fountain and seeing another girl cast a bullying remark, which made him weary. Things seemed so peaceful up until that point, and Sevio would start taking notes then and there of people to watch out for and who he may wind up making enemies with fairly soon. Sevio was not very keen on bullies, as it was their type of ignorance that led to violence and negative emotions... And with negative emotions came... Grimm...
Sevio would shift his nap sack and reassure himself with a shift of Avenger, testing the buckles to make sure he'd be able to get to his spear if the situation called for it. He'd turn and start to walk away when he caught sight of a Faunus girl being followed by a couple of jock looking guys. He could tell the girl was trying to be invisible in the area, and he could sympathize with her, but she looked like she could use a hand.
Sevio would smirk silently and got just within range of his Semblance, stealthfully casting his palm so his Bungee linked to the foot of the guy furthest from him, yanking the guys feet out from under him and tripping the other guy, turning to walk away just after that, giving the Faunus girl enough time to vanish into safety while the bullies started squabbling with themselves. "Welp... There's my good deed for the day. Too bad the White Fang couldn't have seen that. Would have blown their minds to see a human rescuing a Faunus from bullies." Sevio thinks to himself as he makes his way to the amphitheatre, looking around inside to find a spot to stand where there weren't a lot of people, trying his best not to be noticed as he waits for Ozpin and Glinda to give their first speech.
Sevio would shift his nap sack and reassure himself with a shift of Avenger, testing the buckles to make sure he'd be able to get to his spear if the situation called for it. He'd turn and start to walk away when he caught sight of a Faunus girl being followed by a couple of jock looking guys. He could tell the girl was trying to be invisible in the area, and he could sympathize with her, but she looked like she could use a hand.
Sevio would smirk silently and got just within range of his Semblance, stealthfully casting his palm so his Bungee linked to the foot of the guy furthest from him, yanking the guys feet out from under him and tripping the other guy, turning to walk away just after that, giving the Faunus girl enough time to vanish into safety while the bullies started squabbling with themselves. "Welp... There's my good deed for the day. Too bad the White Fang couldn't have seen that. Would have blown their minds to see a human rescuing a Faunus from bullies." Sevio thinks to himself as he makes his way to the amphitheatre, looking around inside to find a spot to stand where there weren't a lot of people, trying his best not to be noticed as he waits for Ozpin and Glinda to give their first speech.
The dark panther ears that rested upon the girl’s head twitched. After a few seconds, once she was around a corner she decided to try and spot her ‘savior,’ before leaving for the ceremony. Sadly she couldn’t spot them.
Violet’s eats twitched to the sound of the people upon the cliff. She looked to it, recognizing that she had to go there. Before her mind thought of anything her legs started moving and she started to the cliff, her dark purple hair bouncing on her right shoulder.
Big black eyes darted around, panther ears twitching to sounds of voices, trying to make out of things of semblances, so she could copy them. Eventually her eyes landed upon a boy dressed in blue, with brown hair, and a Lance strapped to his back.
Violet’s eats twitched to the sound of the people upon the cliff. She looked to it, recognizing that she had to go there. Before her mind thought of anything her legs started moving and she started to the cliff, her dark purple hair bouncing on her right shoulder.
Big black eyes darted around, panther ears twitching to sounds of voices, trying to make out of things of semblances, so she could copy them. Eventually her eyes landed upon a boy dressed in blue, with brown hair, and a Lance strapped to his back.
Crystal looks over at Robin refusing the jacket and walks away from the group. She heads into the woods to think to herself and removes her beanie letting her rabbit ears show. Afraid if she took it off at campus people would judge her or hate her for her Fanus past. She looks at a picture of her family and smiles contuining through the woods.
Robin was confused why the girl didnt want his hoodie and walked away from the group, following his intuition and curious nature he followed the girl without her noticing into the woods, most people would consider this type of actions to be "creepy" or "stalking" but who cares what they think, to him they were all idiots. so once she stopped he stopped and watch from a hanging tree branch, and once she reveled her bunny ears be blushed, he had alwaysed been infatuated with the fauns and even thought they were cute, so he planed in his head that they must become partners and best friends which would soon lead to a romance between them. he chuckles top himself mischievously but then he had been distracting himself with his scheming that he fell out of the branch and right on top of her.
Due to the rabbit ears, there was a blurry conversation coming from the forest. "Can....lower....presence? It would be bothersome....students to ask. Especially the teachers....will you? ....... Don't talk back. I wouldn't.....shoot you now." Click. Safety lock was toggled. "....Thank you. ....Annoying as always." Click. Safety lock was toggled.
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