Dtheraider
Lover of organized chaos and malicious goodness
Argent Iuris (Student/Hunter)
A little bit of time had passed and the rocking of the Airship started to lull Argent to sleep.
"Are those heavy?"
Opening his eyes and looking in the direction of who spoke. Argent saw a fellow student gesturing to his quills. A flicker of motion drew his eyes downward and he saw this friendly fellow had a fuzzy tail.
Smiling, Argent replied "A smidgeon I be reckonin. Though I've lived my entire life with em So I'm reckonin I'm not the best judge of that. Truth be told though the hardest part is when they get caught on something."
Before he could say anything else another broadcast came across the ship, given how everyone quieted down he deemed this one was probably important. After the Headmaster had given everyone their orders everyone immediately began to move. With this he turned to Gran Mora. "Sounds like this here flight was shorter than anticipated, I should go change and get ready for the initiation. Name's Argent. Hope to see you around!" He said as the crowd of students around them began to shuffle this way and that.
Argent walked down the ramp "What a nice guy!" he said to himself "Oh cow pies! I forgot to ask his name! Oh well, I am certain I'll be seeing him around. Now Where are the locker rooms?"
Argent eventually found himself in the Locker rooms. He was able stuff his duffle and backpack into the locker. While there he took off his binding vest and put on his open backed vest. "THERE WE GOO! WOO WEEE!" he shouted now that his quills could freely breath. He got a couple of glares from the students around him, but he didn't mind it's all dust on the trail now! Argent slipped Arbitrator through a metal ring on his back of his vest so it wasn't mounted to his waist. Argent pulled a couple Bolas and boomerangs out of his bag and tucked them in to several straps all across his body. This was the last of the things he needed to prep, with that out of the way the hour was almost up.
Blazin saddles thought Argent, I expected no less from them to throw us in the quick sand this early and see who sinks and who has enough sense to float! I've never really needed a landing strategy before, Several thoughts began to cross his mind on what to do. Then a voice broke through the silence. "You said we're forming teams, right? How are we doing that by chance? As, I don't think you want us battling these Grimm as a group of twelve..."
That's actually a really good question Argent thought. As he said this he began to look at the platform beneath his feet... The steers began to run in his head. We are going to be launched then that means these platforms are... Oh no!
A little bit of time had passed and the rocking of the Airship started to lull Argent to sleep.
"Are those heavy?"
Opening his eyes and looking in the direction of who spoke. Argent saw a fellow student gesturing to his quills. A flicker of motion drew his eyes downward and he saw this friendly fellow had a fuzzy tail.
Smiling, Argent replied "A smidgeon I be reckonin. Though I've lived my entire life with em So I'm reckonin I'm not the best judge of that. Truth be told though the hardest part is when they get caught on something."
Before he could say anything else another broadcast came across the ship, given how everyone quieted down he deemed this one was probably important. After the Headmaster had given everyone their orders everyone immediately began to move. With this he turned to Gran Mora. "Sounds like this here flight was shorter than anticipated, I should go change and get ready for the initiation. Name's Argent. Hope to see you around!" He said as the crowd of students around them began to shuffle this way and that.
Argent walked down the ramp "What a nice guy!" he said to himself "Oh cow pies! I forgot to ask his name! Oh well, I am certain I'll be seeing him around. Now Where are the locker rooms?"
Argent eventually found himself in the Locker rooms. He was able stuff his duffle and backpack into the locker. While there he took off his binding vest and put on his open backed vest. "THERE WE GOO! WOO WEEE!" he shouted now that his quills could freely breath. He got a couple of glares from the students around him, but he didn't mind it's all dust on the trail now! Argent slipped Arbitrator through a metal ring on his back of his vest so it wasn't mounted to his waist. Argent pulled a couple Bolas and boomerangs out of his bag and tucked them in to several straps all across his body. This was the last of the things he needed to prep, with that out of the way the hour was almost up.
Location: Launch Site
Interactions: Everyone is is here right?
This time unlike the plane Argent wasn't late to the game. Slowly one by one students began to filter in. Argent began to look around and saw several platforms along the cliff side that they were gathering at. As time passed he began looking around seeing some familiar faces from the plane trip over. He attempted to make his way over to them but the Head master and two professors appeared and began to talk to the crowd. "In a short while you are all going to be launched into the forest. You will be using your own landing strategy. You will be heading towards a maze centered in the forest. You will encounter many Grimm along the way. Beowolves, Ursa, Deathstalkers even. Once you arrive at the Maze, you will look for a dust shard scattered across the maze. There are three of them guarded by a Nevermore, a King Taijitu and a Manticore. You and three others will each attempt to obtain one of the three shards. Are there any questions?"Interactions: Everyone is is here right?
Blazin saddles thought Argent, I expected no less from them to throw us in the quick sand this early and see who sinks and who has enough sense to float! I've never really needed a landing strategy before, Several thoughts began to cross his mind on what to do. Then a voice broke through the silence. "You said we're forming teams, right? How are we doing that by chance? As, I don't think you want us battling these Grimm as a group of twelve..."
That's actually a really good question Argent thought. As he said this he began to look at the platform beneath his feet... The steers began to run in his head. We are going to be launched then that means these platforms are... Oh no!