Violet looked to boy who had been the first person to say something to her. She didn’t know why, but she felt like she should respond, though normally she’d just stay quiet and leave them alone.
But once she heard the louder voices her head turned to them. Her dark eyes now had the slightest shimmer, for she was going go be reading in the library for many hours, unless stopped by something, or someone.
But once she heard the louder voices her head turned to them. Her dark eyes now had the slightest shimmer, for she was going go be reading in the library for many hours, unless stopped by something, or someone.
Crystal grabbed her bag and watched Professor Ozpin give his speech. Taking note of what he is saying she starts to think if she would be able to become a great fighter or just dissapoint others or everyone.
Hazel listened to the speech and found it rather interesting as to what Ozpin said. But he watched Goodwich come on stage and say that they could explore the campus but they would meet in the ballroom later that night. He nodded and turned towards Crystal. "So, what do you wanna do until we go meet in the ballroom?" Hazel asked her.
Crystal just looks at him. "We could just hang out in here and get to know eachother more." Crystal gets her sketch book out drawing whatever comes to her mind.
Hazel shrugged and nodded, seeing as how his options were her idea or wonder aimlessly around. So he sat his breifcase down and sat next to her, watching her draw.
Crystal yawns starting to get tired after a long trip to Beacon. "When can we sleep?" She puts her sketch book down and closes her eyes.
Hazel looked at her and shrugged. "Maybe after we meet in the ballroom?" Hazel told her, unsure if he was correct.
Crystal rest her head on Hazel sholder about the fall asleep. She yawns and closes her eyes falling asleep.
Hazel looked at her and blushed a bit. He never had a girl really lean on him and use him like a pillow, at least not in a long time. Hazel smiled at her and rubbed her head, letting her sleep until the meeting.
As expected, the speech was none too impressive, neither was it too inspirational, in fact it seemed to dishearten most of the attendees, who filed out with puzzled looks or frowns on their faces. However, Aiko stayed in the amphitheatre, instead beginning to put together a list of who she thought best as partnership candidates. She had marked these people, literally, each person chosen would find a rotating icosahedron on their lower back. Aiko had already taken photos of everyone who she had been interested in, after getting the photos to her info broker and spending a fortune, Aiko found most of their skills mediocre at best, but she had at least narrowed it down to people who were above average. Each and every dossier compiled by her broker costed five hundred lien apiece, so with her account spent, Aiko went down the list.
First was Sevio Vatonage, marked for the fact that he had a giant spear on his back, but now for his skill in fighting Grimm. Aiko wasn't too fond of the fact that he attempted to be morally good, but it didn't matter much, his combat was what really mattered. Anger like that, pointed in the right direction could be very useful.
Next was Violet Sake, the girl seemed pretty normal at first, if not kind of bland in emotion, but after learning about her semblance, Aiko was definitely impressed. A semblance like that was rare, and rare usually meant powerful. It wouldn't be useful in the current situation, as initiation didn't require semblance-copying to complete, but soon it might be.
Amra Balanko, despite her cheery attitude--which Aiko didn't much like--she was determined and whoever created her weapon had some creativity. The girl's determination, with enough manipulation, could be turned into single-minded resolve to complete something, no matter what the something was.
Robin, no last name, he seemed a bit of a loose cannon, but if modified and human are right beside each other in the same sentence, then the modified human is sure to catch one's eye. Providing the dust for his weapons wouldn't be a problem, it just seemed to be a bit of gravity dust, which Aiko could synthesize.
Davis, the seemingly unemotional ex-soldier. Having been one, he could be of some worth, if his training was any good while he was in the military. Not to mention, Davis seemed... traumatized in a way. Something old, something buried deep, Aiko would have to dig it up if she wanted him to be of any use.
Last but not least, Cedrick Corban, Aiko usually didn't trust people with alliterative names, or people who wore black cloaks belonging to an assassin's organization. Nonetheless, despite his--not well hidden--secrets, he seemed skilled enough. Enough...
With a tentative breath Aiko started, jumping up as the ground shook. She peered out the main entrance of the amphitheatre, spying the top of a tree sink into a ceiling of identical ones. The sound and feeling came from across the lake, in the Emerald Forest. The girl looked at the edge of the cliffside where the Beacon Academy plaza dropped off, down into glittering blue waters. How did someone even get across the lake without an airship or boat? Aiko shook her head, dismissing it and returning to her spot, lying on the floor with her face in her scroll.
First was Sevio Vatonage, marked for the fact that he had a giant spear on his back, but now for his skill in fighting Grimm. Aiko wasn't too fond of the fact that he attempted to be morally good, but it didn't matter much, his combat was what really mattered. Anger like that, pointed in the right direction could be very useful.
Next was Violet Sake, the girl seemed pretty normal at first, if not kind of bland in emotion, but after learning about her semblance, Aiko was definitely impressed. A semblance like that was rare, and rare usually meant powerful. It wouldn't be useful in the current situation, as initiation didn't require semblance-copying to complete, but soon it might be.
Amra Balanko, despite her cheery attitude--which Aiko didn't much like--she was determined and whoever created her weapon had some creativity. The girl's determination, with enough manipulation, could be turned into single-minded resolve to complete something, no matter what the something was.
Robin, no last name, he seemed a bit of a loose cannon, but if modified and human are right beside each other in the same sentence, then the modified human is sure to catch one's eye. Providing the dust for his weapons wouldn't be a problem, it just seemed to be a bit of gravity dust, which Aiko could synthesize.
Davis, the seemingly unemotional ex-soldier. Having been one, he could be of some worth, if his training was any good while he was in the military. Not to mention, Davis seemed... traumatized in a way. Something old, something buried deep, Aiko would have to dig it up if she wanted him to be of any use.
Last but not least, Cedrick Corban, Aiko usually didn't trust people with alliterative names, or people who wore black cloaks belonging to an assassin's organization. Nonetheless, despite his--not well hidden--secrets, he seemed skilled enough. Enough...
With a tentative breath Aiko started, jumping up as the ground shook. She peered out the main entrance of the amphitheatre, spying the top of a tree sink into a ceiling of identical ones. The sound and feeling came from across the lake, in the Emerald Forest. The girl looked at the edge of the cliffside where the Beacon Academy plaza dropped off, down into glittering blue waters. How did someone even get across the lake without an airship or boat? Aiko shook her head, dismissing it and returning to her spot, lying on the floor with her face in her scroll.
Once the speech was done, he walked off away. He disregarded the distant shake and went off. To a random direction wherever the wind will carry him. He was still carrying his metal briefcase with him.
Crystal has a bit of a nightmare about her past,signaling she is still not safe even if she got sent to Beacon. This causes her to cry a bit in her sleep making her hugs whatever was closeset to her.
Hazel looked over at her and saw her crying. He wrapped his arm around her and rubbed her back, shushing her. He remembered having nightmares every night, and he even got them every now and then still, but he comforted her just like he was after every nightmare.
Crystal started to stop crying and relaxed not having the nightmare anymore and smiles slightly. She starts to wake up a bit and notices what she was doing and pulls away a blushing mess."Sorry!" She gets up and bows in forgiveness.
Hazel chuckled at her getting up and bowing, apologizing. He shook his head and looked at her. "Its alright, I get nightmares sometimes as well." Hazel told her.
Orange looked out the window of the airship smiling. He was amazed but he academy and couldn’t wait to get down there. Frankly the Airship was a little crowded but he didn’t care. Mainly because he was too excited to care.
Once the Airship landed he quickly got up and waited in line to get out. After he stepped out Orange took everything in, stretching and breathing in the air.
“Wow, it’s so much warmer then here then it was at Atlas.”
He kept walking despite being unaware of where to go whatsoever, and quickly noticed is was getting hotter the more he walked.
“Ok...It’s a lot hotter here then it is at Atlas.”
He started breathing harder and finally realized that his clothing along with his armor was making him extremely hot.
“Ok...I need...to get to my dorm...and get these clothes off...or I’m gonna have a heat stroke.”
Once the Airship landed he quickly got up and waited in line to get out. After he stepped out Orange took everything in, stretching and breathing in the air.
“Wow, it’s so much warmer then here then it was at Atlas.”
He kept walking despite being unaware of where to go whatsoever, and quickly noticed is was getting hotter the more he walked.
“Ok...It’s a lot hotter here then it is at Atlas.”
He started breathing harder and finally realized that his clothing along with his armor was making him extremely hot.
“Ok...I need...to get to my dorm...and get these clothes off...or I’m gonna have a heat stroke.”
Crystal gets out her phone and checks the time seeing that's it's. Quarter till midnight."Gosh everyone is so jetlaged and tired." She looks around at her fellow companions.
Davis was at the ballroom, since it was close to midnight but he was not tired at all. Still energetic if someone would say. He changed out his formal attire to something simple. A shirt and pants. His steel briefcase was opened next to him. There were two sets of helmet. One helmet had a skull painted on it, with two pink diamond on each side of the cheek(think playing cards). The other had similar paint except with pink heart. There was also two set of armor that were colored gray. There were also an assault rifle and other cleaning equipment.
Faunus may know the reputation of those helmets, be it if they were near where Davis deployed. The rumors were small and quiet...but memorable: Blushing Skulls. For others, rumors but less so compared to Faunus.
He was cleaning Memory. The magazine of real bullets were unloaded. The energy battery was also placed aside. He was cleaning the barrel and stripping it apart quite so easily. The revolver was intact however.
Faunus may know the reputation of those helmets, be it if they were near where Davis deployed. The rumors were small and quiet...but memorable: Blushing Skulls. For others, rumors but less so compared to Faunus.
He was cleaning Memory. The magazine of real bullets were unloaded. The energy battery was also placed aside. He was cleaning the barrel and stripping it apart quite so easily. The revolver was intact however.
When Crystal get back in her suit case to get something someone steals her beanie making people yell and laugh at her. She has tears and leaves her lugage and bolts off running not even caring anymore.
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