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Their last class hadn't gone in the direction Asger would have thought and Vickers wasn't anything like he would have expected. The class had started with complete chaos, initiated by no other than the teacher himself. Once there was relative calm, using calm as an extremely loose term, the actual lesson began. It had been proved that the man was extremely knowledgeable, if not a bit unorthadox. The falcon was beginning to wonder if that was the norm for Beacon professors, after hearing the story Danae had about her own experience in survival class. What was more mad, open firing at your students, or unleashing a horde of grim on them? Truthfully it was hard to say. This Rachel seemed to have an equally unorthodox way of going about her lessons, but the boy couldn't help but be excited to find himself in her class and see what she had in store. He was also proud to hear that his younger sister had also unlocked her wings in this class, however the results were much less detrimental than the last time. She had successfully used them to her advantage and lead her team to victory against the manticore. He also promised to help her with her flight, offering lessons and the like the next time they got the chance. It was something he was looking to immensely. He knew just how much Danae had always wished she could fly. An avian faunus, feathered but lacking wings. Asger had given her rides when she was younger, on the occasion, but now she had a special pair all her own activated by her own aura. So, not only was he looking forward to bonding with his sister but seeing her accomplish the one thing she had always longed to do all on her own. He had planned to try and find her sometime this afternoon, seeing as they were free of classes. Little did he know that fate had an entirely different idea and a completely unique way if interfering with his plans.

Just as promised, Asger had spent the days since class doing his best to help tutor Auburn in her studies. While he was undoubtedly knowledgeable, he wasn't always easy to understand. Book smarts, classroom learning, they were things that had always come easy to him. He had never had to work hard to excel and as thus he wasn't always the best at using terms everyone could understand. He did his best, always reevaluating and explaining again when he say the confusion on her face. Both Maru and Reika were good resources when it came to that. So as a team, they worked to help better a teammate that was falling behind. While in some ways he and Auburn were very simimar, the differences they shared seemed to be on opposite spectrums. Asger knew just how much work the girl put into training every morning, but combat was something that seemed to come more naturally to her than studies. It had been the opposite for him. He was sufficient in his fighting skills now, but when he had first changed his path to become a hunter, he had to work hard for it. Always he had to train twice as hard as anyone else at signal, just to keep up. While it was clear now that he was an incredible resource on the battlefield, many might wonder what it was that motivated him to become a fighter rather than a researcher. The answer was simple enough, something many might have assumed already even though he'd never spoken it aloud. The real mystery was Auburn and her own background. Through their study sessions she had ket slip small inklings of a childhood unlike any other, but not enough to even begin to understand what she had been through. As always, Asger accepted the pieces she gave away, committing them to memory, but never prying further. The biggest reason for that was his own politeness, but contributing also was the fact he never seemed to know when it was appropriate to question further and when it was not. At least not in situations like this. He presumed it was better to remain silent than to press the limits too far.

This morning started the same as most others, however it felt anything but ordinary. He awoke with the sun, just as he usually did, but something felt extremely off. Something felt wrong but he couldn't seem to put his finger on it. In the end he decided it was probably nothing more than the lingering effects of an unsettling dream he could no longer remember. Rising quietly he made his way to their shared bathroom, showering and getting dressed for the day, assuming the feeling would fade in time. The strange mood followed him all the way out to the courtyard, where he came to read every morning despite the whether conditions. He was able to stay fairly dry beneath the branches of the large tree he always chose to sit under and he actually found the sound of the rain and the scent was quite refreshing. The only issue was his large wings and the other feathers that scattered his body. It was always uncomfortable when they got wet and they took an awfully long time to try. That was the cause for the umbrella, angled to protect his blacl wings, fueled tightly to his back, rather than his head. After a couple of hours of reading in the rain and still feeling unusual for some unknown reason, he made his way back to the dorm. Maybe he was getting sick or something. Maybe his teammates were feeling it too. It was a quick walk back, but by the time he pushed the door open he had droplets of water dripping from his red locks and falling down his cheeks. He didn't enter right away, but rather stopped in his tracks and lingered in the doorway at the sight he saw. He had accidentally left his scroll on his bed so he would have missed any texts the group sent. Auburn was in the center of the room looking rather disgruntled. Maru was fussing about in a panic o his own bed. Then there was Reika who was fearfully staring at a rather large lump under her covers. Taking a step inside he would clear his throat and shut the door behind him. "Is everyone okay?"