|♢| Beacon Academy |♢| Student |♢| Lv.0//003 |♢| |♢| Standard: The Phoenix |♢| Battle: Fire It Up |♢| ♨ See, now this was how you made a good first impression! As she took the girl's hand, she'd pull her up to get her back off her bottom. "It's okay, it happens!" Scarlet laughed it off. IT wasn't like she didn't do it on purpose. And now, hopefully, they could just put what happened behind them and move on! Also, this would be a lesson to her to pay attention to her surroundings. Speaking of, this time she would take notice to someone coming toward their neck of the woods, so to speak. It looked like he was just trying to get away from that crowd, not that she blamed him. However, the first thing her eyes would be drawn to was the scar on his left eye; it immediately making her think of her own scars. Her left hand would rest on her right arm as she thought about them. She wondered how he got it, not that is looked like a burn scar. 'Oh wait, am I staring?' the girl suddenly realized, shaking her head and trying not to look so obvious. Anyway, this guy seemed pretty nice and friendly so to answer his question "Sure, have a seat! Beats getting trampled out there" she joked with a chuckle. And that was no exaggeration; it was partially the reason why she came over here to begin with, way before it got this bad.
She was about to ask her two new acquaintances what brought them to Beacon, but was suddenly distracted. By what, you may ask? By the horse faunus that came barreling through the doors and falling on her face. For the finisher, the door added insult to injury when it slammed back on her moneymaker. Scarlet snorted, holding back from bellowing out with laughter. It wasn't that funny, the poor girl could've been hurt...but she couldn't help herself! Besides, she picked herself up and carried on, shrugging it off. 'And I thought I made a scene! That girl is tough.' Not long after recovering, that same faunus was coming their way! Apparently she knew the guy that joined her and Azura, seeing as she called him by name. Scarlet couldn't stop smiling at her and politely gestured for her to sit with them. "I'm doing better, I guess. Maron, huh? I'm Scarlet Vermillion, glad to meet you" she continued grinning. "I saw your stunt with the floor and the door. That was pretty rough! You okay?"
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Cecil had finally arrived, looking around at the large gymnasium before he stopped the door about to close on him, he pushed it away as he walked over to the bleachers to see the growing groups. He thought to himself a good place to sit that wouldn't single him out, but it would also lack the need to communicate with those he wouldn't truly know. At that point it felt like no where was good enough to sit before he saw a bloody trail on the floor, slowly following it towards to see the Horse Faunus from earlier. He decided to move towards her and tap her shoulder a bit as she seemed to be talking to more people. "....You're bleeding on the floor, you know that right?" He asked of her while tilting his head a tad.
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Looking to the two, seeing they had no problem with him joining, though the red head who stared at his scar made his hand rise a bit to cover the eye that was scarred. His mouth would furrow a moment before looking to the hand reached out to him. His hand would then reach forward from the scar as he gave a smile to her once more. His scar was probably something to behold for most people, but it didn't make his situation any less bold. His head would lift slightly to the girl as she would state her name. His mouth let a soft chuckle exit as he looked up at Azura, though before he could say anything, a crash would sound out from the door. His hand would slowly retract from the girl's palm as he turned his head. It was the Horse Faunus. It seemed she had a slight stumble as he watched her hobble and jog over with two tissues in her nose. His eyes would blink a bit before giving a light chuckle. Though it wasn't only him who thought the slight hit was something to make light of. Hiis eyes would look to her as she began to address him. The King nickname seemed to had stuck.
His head would nod to the young girl that greeted him as Azura, and then to Scarlet before approaching Maron as he smiled seeing Monte approach as well. His thumb would move to under her eyes as he slightly stood on his toes in order to swipe away the building tears. Before nodding at her in a greeting like fashion. "So soon Miss Stallius." He'd reply to her once more before pointing to Monte with the cloth for her lip. The young man would then turn to the other two, bowing his head. "Apologies once more, I am Qing Long. Though, I'd preferred if you used my Sir name to address me, such as my friend here has. Qing." He'd allow his head to look to the women before allowing his body to drop to his knees. His mouth folding up into a smirk as he closed his eyes and set his hands on his lap. "As well as it's nice to see you again too, Mister Castello." His head turned slightly in his direction. He felt it was nice to have a few people here that were happy to see him. It was making out to be a nice first day. It'd be impossible for anyone to mess it up.
His head would then face the two before him as his hand rested on his case and he pulled it to his front, in his lap. His ears would listen to the third voice behind him. The last boy from before showed up as well, it seemed the area was getting more and more populated.
Finally after being surrounded by a crowd of people. Oswald finally made it to the gymnasium. The crowd spread around, taking a seat on the bleachers. As for him, he went to the far corner to where there were fewer people. He always hated crowds. Mostly he would just pound his way to get here, but it would be troublesome if he got in trouble on his first day before he even starts school. Oswald went up the bleachers to the far corner and laid down waiting for one of the staff members of the academy to start the presentation.
Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2018 4:14 am
NAME >>> Jazz Myers LOCATION >>> Ḅeacộn Âcademy - Ţhe Ĝym COMPANY >>> Lunia, Jessica, Onyxia & Other Students EMOTION >>> Relaxed MISSION >>> None (make friends)
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Jazz, out of courtesy, read the ID shown to him. What good is identification from a city long gone, for all I know that could be fake. If it is real then why have the lowered themselves back to an academy? Or do Atlas allow anyone to join their military. Despite the sheer amount of questions he had, his face showed no sign of it. Jessicas comment as she tucked away her ID made it more plausable that the two had some form of military training, although Jazz assumed they couldn't have made it far. Onyxia made it seem like the two had no sense of loyalty, a trait he wouldn't soon forget. Repetitive, the military. Surely they couldn't have been in it if that's why they left. I'd be more inclined to believe the two if they simply said they left due to Atlas' fall. She finished with a comment about wanting more students to join them. Apparently they were all able to pickup on the atmosphere and stayed clear.
Jazz let out a slow breath of relief, for now it seemed the two had no intentions of causing trouble. I apologise if I came across defensive. Here in Vale students are expected to keep their weapons dormant until needed, I assume you both were unaware of this. It's merely something to keep the populous feeling at ease, although I doubt you'd get into trouble over it. A second door slam echoed through the gym once more. Does everyone have to makes such a flashy entrance? Jazz turned just in time to see a small horse faunus hit with the door as it swung back into place. Poor girl. Despite the noise and force of the door the girl jumped back onto her feet with ease, she did sway a bit, but appeared to shrug it off. Hmmm. Duly noted.
Turning back to the group he smiled. I suggest if we wish to meet more of our peers, it may be best if we took the initative and went over to them. He looked around to see what groups were forming. At the back of the gym he noticed a large group, the faunus who made a loud entrance was part of it. Looks like that group already has enough people. I'm glad that girl isn't being avoided, despite the blood running from her nose. Over by the bleachers Jazz noticed a student all by themselves. Perhaps we could give him some company. He looks as though he could do with meeting some people. He gestured in Oswalds direction.
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There is already so much going on here already. . .
The congregation of various students of all walks of life beset her gaze, and Lunestra already instantly felt the intense pressure of needing to introduce herself to each and every one of them. On reflex, her wings remained tightly tucked behind her back, and she allowed her silver hair to rest over her shoulder as she tried to avoid as much eye contact as possible. She did not feel meek in any way or form, but she already felt exhausted. There was so much social clamor going on right now that she wishes this commencement would soon start. Of course, within a little while, she would appropriately adjust to her surroundings . . . She always did.
Imperceptibly inhaling and exhaling, centering herself and -- ironically -- grounding herself, the heiress ventured further into the gymnasium and found that many seats had already been taken, and many others have also decided to abscond to their own little hovels and corner to avoid prying eyes, nosy infidels, and social interaction as a whole. Lunestra was glad she was not that extreme when it came to interacting with others -- it only took a few exchanges or a major change in her mood to properly formulate sentences that actually made sense. There was no doubt, however, that despite her cool demeanor, she feared saying the wrong thing and embarrassing herself in the end.
Heel clicks followed her as she migrated to the least populated groove in the gymnasium, and she accommodated herself appropriately. Her plum gaze studied everyone, and soon she withdrew a small novel from her pack. Hopefully her brother would appear soon . . . And hopefully he won't single her out.
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Jess nodded a little. "Well our Old Man was in it. So all our life till it fell. Hence our change of face." She looked to the gathering crowd, and each young face made her feel slightly older. "Wow... I’m starting to feel very old." Placing a hand behind her head, chuckling a little. "But yeah... up till the fall we were in it. Little hard to see your life collapse, or at least what you knew." Pulling out the magazine and having her rifle collapse to a smaller SMG size so it could hang from shoulder. "I have to agree Jazz, we might have to make the first move."
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Onyxia gave a shrug. "Yep, since the fall. But the whole dynamic will be different. We've mostly dealt with machines with very limited personality. I think the most I ever got was a blinking light." She looked to Lunia and nodded. "Like Jess said. Our Father was in it so we were in it. Then we had the fall... Jess got hit with fall first. I was returning from an Op in the backwoods... our Father hadn’t made it. His office was the first hit." She looked over to the kid that Jazz pointed out. "He seems like a good kid Jazz." Waving to the kid and walking over. "Hey, I’m Onyxia. We were wondering if you’d want to join and visit with us."
Lunia Alexandria Yatomura "I'll make you all proud of me one day.."
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Lunia watched the Faunus girl hit herself with the large doors at the entrance to the gym, she both cringed and felt awful for her, hoping she was ok. Lunia's instincts kicked in and as she took a step to run and check on the girl she noticed that she had already met people who seemed to be there for her - making Lunia so relieved.
She nodded in agreement to what Jazz said, but then felt herself melting on the inside theoretically, she had never been taught the art of regular conversation and although it would come naturally the thought that they would know who she was or where she was from terrified her. She looked at her new friend Jazz, who she felt at ease with already, and felt a boost of instant confidence.
"If I'm ever going to prove myself or become a leader, I'll need to push myself" she thought to herself. As she took a step in the new man's direction, she was beaten to him by Onyxia, who seemed so calm and cool about introductions compared to Lunia. She made a grumbling noise to herself and was disappointed that she couldn't muster up the courage for a simple interaction with someone.
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There was nothing better than taking some Zs. Oswald wanted to have some good rest after the stressful morning he just had. Even with all the commotion that is happening with the plus hundreds of students he can at best relax a little before the day officially starts. But, before he could rest, he heard someone wanted his attention. He turned his head while laying on his back, and saw a person walking towards him and mostly getting his attention, introducing herself. Her name was Onyxia. "Oswald, and who is 'we'?" he asked what group she was in. and thought that even though he doesn't like crowds and knowing being with people would be a pain, it would be more of a pain being solo.
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That we, would be us. Jazz Myers. Pleased to make your acquaintance. Jazz offered a hand to the young lad, then stepped back to allow others to introduce themselves. It seemed most students had arrived at the gym by now. I doubt it will be much longer now. I'd like to start exploring the place. Introductions shouldn't need a required time, especially one as long as this. Jazz didn't look bored to be talking to this new person, he just seemed like he was waiting for something more. Perhaps time will flow faster if I ignore it. Turning back to Oswald he pondered what questions people were meant to ask in this situation. Miss Lunia seemed far more natural at this than me. Although she waited for me to introduce myself, perhaps she's more shy than I anticipated.
Finally coming up with an ice breaker he began. What brings you to the academy Mr. Oswald? He leant back as he waited to hear how this conversation would go.
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Jess made her way over after it seemed like everyone else left. After Jazz introduced himself she nodded. "Jessica Morrison. And obviously my sister introduced herself.” She looked at the every growing crowd. All the young faces, nothing like when they had to evacuate Atlas. Everyone had a look of innocence about them. "That is true, what has brought you to the Academy?” Moving to be seated by Oswald and face the others in their group.
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Onyxia shrugged to her Sister. "Didn’t think last name was needed. But yes, Onyxia Morrison." Resting her hands on her hips. "That is a good question. Jazz, Lunia, you guys never said why you were here either." She looked over to Oswald, smiling under her mask a bit. "Long story short for us; We're from Atlas, went to academy, saw the fall after graduation, volunteered for Search and rescue, made our way here to Vale, helped build Barracks, saw our potential wasted and wanting to follow Daddy's footsteps we finally signed up for Beacon." It was more detailed but very true. She went to sit down on the other side of Oswald. "We all have a story."
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ғor the pop idol, it hadn't been too tough of a choice to join the academy in pursuit to become a Huntress but her manager had highly advised against such a bold move. The world of stardom was a fierce one and Beryl's album had just topped the charts, so it came as a shocker to her fans when she announced that she would be putting her musical career on halt to enroll at Beacon after her tour. Still, she promised her fans that she'd return and that she was still going to do shows exclusively in Vale for the time being; and that she needed to focus on what she wanted out of life.
At school her face was recognized but not overly so. Her hair wasn't colored, she wore no make up, any semblance of her pop idol persona had been entombed within the confines of her tour bus's closet; minus her unique choice of clothing and fashion. Along with her signature cat-ear headphones.
The pillars that held Beacon's structures in place, high-rising platforms marbled to serve as fanciful decor to provide character to the academy served as the whimsical girl's skate park. Because she was lesser known here she had time to breath freely, keeping mostly to herself. The wide variety of music that constantly blared over her headphones served as a wonderful therapy to keep her sane. However, despite her seemingly asocial tendencies, the spry girl secretly kept tabs on everyone. Recon and intel gathering was a specialty of hers that ran through her blood. Beryl appeared free-spirited yet secluded, but she always had one ear to the street. Named, introductions, and other bits of personal information shared among her fellow students as she'd make mental notes of who everyone was. She studied their tendencies, mannerisms, and habits, all while dragging her wheels alongside the warmed body of a rail with such precision and balance that it verged on the supernatural.
At the beck and call of the faculty the lot of them were to meet within the academy's gym. Without a word and only a head bob to the beat reverberating from her headphones she followed the others inside. Her body hopping and swaying and swishing in merriment. Beryl found enclosed spaces difficult to deal with given her upbeat self, but she'd acrobatically hop up and begin a whimsical ride across the westernmost wall, her body twisting and spinning as she rode upwards along it before landing onto the bleachers where she'd make a game out of her follow students' persons by using them as obstacles for her acrobatic.
Lines she'd repeat in a shrill as she hopped over heads, slid under bodies, and polevaulted over shoulders with leapfrog athletics without a care in the world; all the while eavesdropping on a conversation here and there. There hadn't been any real supervision around so Beryl figured she may as well enjoy herself before the assembly started.
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Lunia Alexandria Yatomura "I'll make you all proud of me one day.."
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Lunia followed closely behind Jazz, she was very conscious of him seeming a bit distracted and wondered if he had something important bothering him. "Everything ok Jazz? " she asked him, quietly enough for only his ears.
Lunia smiled and waved to Oswald, "Nice to meet you, I'm Lunia Ya-" she stopped herself mid-sentence. Things got very awkward, she went red and scratched her head as she coughed, "Lunia..." she added, her mind going until turmoil. "I can't believe I was just going to blurt out my surname! Anyone could be listening and I don't want anymore trouble than what I've already had!" she said to herself.
Lunia watched as the sisters sat down in the seats beside Oswald, Lunia decided to stay standing, still a bit embarrassed after her previous blunder. She didn't know how to answer any of the questions, what was her story? Lunia didn't really have her own story yet, she had grown up in one of the most well known families yet was still unsure of her path. "Your father was in the military then, Onyxia?" she asked.
Turning to look at Jazz again, she listened to his question and was also curious about Oswald's reasons. She nudged Jazz with her elbow, "You stop it with the formalities, we are all equal here... OK? " she whispered.
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Oswald pointed out his finger, saying their names to get them memorized. "So, Jazz, Onyxia, Jessica, and Lunia, one heck of a group." While he pointed at each person Jessica went to take a seat right next to him, that seemed a bit close enough as it is. While the introduction was finished a new one had started of asking 'what brought you to Beacon Academy?' "First day of school and already making friends." He thought that he would pummel a few people by now, but he is actually getting into a conversation with a few people. "Me? why I'm here? to become a Huntsman. I could have signed up to the military too, but I don't .....'take orders well'" He chuckled after saying that last comment. It is true, that getting on his nerves would result in getting a hard punch in the face. "So how about you guys? Why're you here?"
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