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The summer was ending, but Vacuo's desert showed no signs of knowing.
While cicadas would buzz in Vale or Mistral, here the wind rustled through shrubby trees and the occasional screech of a bird. The expanse of sand, stone, and succulents was the same as it was every season, yellow and orange flecked with dull green. In the clear blue sky, the sun beat down on the one thing that had changed - the combat school, a three-floor mansion of wood and light clay with a red-orange tower in its great backyard, flew the flag of the White Fang.
Shade Academy would never know another summer. After nearly a decade of careful manipulation, replacing faculty and revising codes, and a conveniently-timed natural disaster, the White Fang School of Change had moved into Vacuo, and had gained a shaky acceptance throughout the region. Humans outside didn't approve, but what would they do? Unite against Vacuo and mobilize armies on a school full of children?
No, class would be in session for the WFSC this year.
A small crowd of students had gathered beneath the wooden pergolas - they were the first-years, other than the four at the front behind Headmistress Boudicca Burgundy, an tall and imposing butterfly faunus. There were twelve students in total, of different races, listening to Burgundy end her speech. "In conclusion, you are the soldiers of change. Faunus, even humans, can help our cause. As our Huntsmen, you will crush the forces of evil and oppression."
"But before I see you on the battlefields of change, I have to know you can fight. Follow your upperclassman, Gallica Rosa, to the initiation area," Burgundy directed, gesturing to the rabbit faunus with an odd-looking gun holstered at her hip. Gallica smiled dreamily in the general direction of the students, and skipped over to a trapdoor carefully concealed by short trees near the school entrance. The faunus girl opened the trapdoor, and made a "go on" motion to the ladder in the hole.
Just when Nana Hinata was about to head down, Gallica stopped her at the last moment. "It's dangerous... to go without... knowing what you're doing. For example, I remember... I mean, the first three people you meet are your... team. You need to get to the... island with the masks... for the welcome masquerade. Oh, and be careful. The Grimm... they can swim."
Going down the ladder would reveal it was just a few steps short of hitting the ground - in fact, the ground was a plastic floor beneath the roaring waters of an underground reservoir of rainwater. The current split off after about thirty feet, around a few far-apart but large islands covered in pipework and littered with tools. A few inflatable rafts with paddles were tied to pipes at each island.
The water was fresh, but few people would drink it. Nobody knew the effects of drinking water tainted by the Grimm that stalked the pipes and swam in the deeper waters.
@Kiyoko Tomoe @RedLikeRoses @Thetas @Dkingow @Chisengen @Yanipurr @RaptorHonks
While cicadas would buzz in Vale or Mistral, here the wind rustled through shrubby trees and the occasional screech of a bird. The expanse of sand, stone, and succulents was the same as it was every season, yellow and orange flecked with dull green. In the clear blue sky, the sun beat down on the one thing that had changed - the combat school, a three-floor mansion of wood and light clay with a red-orange tower in its great backyard, flew the flag of the White Fang.
Shade Academy would never know another summer. After nearly a decade of careful manipulation, replacing faculty and revising codes, and a conveniently-timed natural disaster, the White Fang School of Change had moved into Vacuo, and had gained a shaky acceptance throughout the region. Humans outside didn't approve, but what would they do? Unite against Vacuo and mobilize armies on a school full of children?
No, class would be in session for the WFSC this year.
A small crowd of students had gathered beneath the wooden pergolas - they were the first-years, other than the four at the front behind Headmistress Boudicca Burgundy, an tall and imposing butterfly faunus. There were twelve students in total, of different races, listening to Burgundy end her speech. "In conclusion, you are the soldiers of change. Faunus, even humans, can help our cause. As our Huntsmen, you will crush the forces of evil and oppression."
"But before I see you on the battlefields of change, I have to know you can fight. Follow your upperclassman, Gallica Rosa, to the initiation area," Burgundy directed, gesturing to the rabbit faunus with an odd-looking gun holstered at her hip. Gallica smiled dreamily in the general direction of the students, and skipped over to a trapdoor carefully concealed by short trees near the school entrance. The faunus girl opened the trapdoor, and made a "go on" motion to the ladder in the hole.
Just when Nana Hinata was about to head down, Gallica stopped her at the last moment. "It's dangerous... to go without... knowing what you're doing. For example, I remember... I mean, the first three people you meet are your... team. You need to get to the... island with the masks... for the welcome masquerade. Oh, and be careful. The Grimm... they can swim."
Going down the ladder would reveal it was just a few steps short of hitting the ground - in fact, the ground was a plastic floor beneath the roaring waters of an underground reservoir of rainwater. The current split off after about thirty feet, around a few far-apart but large islands covered in pipework and littered with tools. A few inflatable rafts with paddles were tied to pipes at each island.
The water was fresh, but few people would drink it. Nobody knew the effects of drinking water tainted by the Grimm that stalked the pipes and swam in the deeper waters.
@Kiyoko Tomoe @RedLikeRoses @Thetas @Dkingow @Chisengen @Yanipurr @RaptorHonks
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