Fandom RWBY (RP, closed)

[Ozilla]

OOC: Hey all! This is the RP thread for the RWBY roleplay. Find my own post below with a suggested format (first and last line). Apart from this, please do not upload your posts with some fancy designs around them; I personally find that to be quite distracting


Kingdom of Vale – Vale city – Close to Beacon – Oceanos

Loud voices sounded through the living room door. “You know it was always my dream to be a huntsman, and only because of my stubborn parents I am still working the fields everyday!”, his father shouted. “It is dangerous!!”, his mother yelled. “IT IS HIS DREAM!!!”, his father roared, hitting something with his fist; a table, maybe. Silence.
“It is his dream, Sotis”, he repeated, gently this time.

Oceanos stumbled through the streets of Vale. Humans and Faunus passed him. Many of them stared. He was not exactly surprised by that. He was covered in scratches, his clothes were tattered and hang much more loosely on his body than they usually did, and while his own nose had grown used to his smell, probably everybody around him was not accustomed to the stench of not washing in days – and not properly washing in weeks. After escaping the Grimm attacking Sagisō, he had wandered through the forests for weeks, surviving only because of the skills everyone in his former home had been taught at an early age. Hygiene had been quite a bit lower on his priority list than he would have preferred, pushed down by, oh, well, not getting killed by Grimm and not getting killed by starvation and not getting killed by dehydration and just in general, not getting killed. He had cleaned himself – and his clothes, as well as possible – in rivers and lakes, and when he had reached the first village after his escape, a good soul had given him shelter, food and he even had had a bath. The next day, a lucky coincidence had helped him further. A local merchant wanted to travel to a village to the north, and Oceanos had accompanied him on his horse carriage, in return promising to provide as much protection as he was able to in his state. Thankfully, they had only happened across a small number of Beowolves once, which Oceanos had managed to dispatch of quickly.
After reaching the village, he had had to go on by foot again.
When, finally, he had reached the Kingdom of Vale, he had managed to cut the rest of his travel shorter again. One day, he reached some tracks, and when a train drove by, jumped aboard. The passing by of a ticket inspector had forced him to get off only some hours later, but he was lucky when he got on the next train and reached the city of Vale without any more incidents.

After clearing his throat several times – he had not spoken in so long that his voice refused to work properly –, he had managed to approach a passerby and ask for directions to the academy. The first two had immediately turned on their heels and walked away. The third – a faunus woman, he could not help but notice –, had scrunched up her nose, but given him the information he wanted.

Now he was walking up a wide avenue. Imposing arches him, forming what appeared to be concentric circles. Students of all stripes were busily moving around, many carrying various weapons with them. Quite a few spared him a watchful glance.
Oceanos could not believe it. He had actually reached his destination. This was Beacon academy.
The moment he came to this conclusion, he felt exhaustion washing over him.
“Shit”, he murmured. Two metallic clangs sounded as even his last trickle of concentration evaporated and his chakrams dropped to the ground. The next moment, he dropped to the ground.

Kingdom of Vale – Vale city – Beacon academy – Central yard – Oceanos

 

[Yuri Greythorn]

Yuri and Nova were at Beacon academy already, they were sitting in the middle of crowds of people, Yuri having two massive backpacks on his back, and Nova not having any, as if he was carrying both of them, he seemed to want to stay away from people generally, and have a somewhat grim look on his face the entire time, while Nova, had a bright smile, as she looked around at the many people, she thought to herself 'Wow! There's alotta people here!, I wonder who I'm gonna be friends with!'

Yuri, looked at his sister, making sure to stay close to her, so she didn't run off, and cause any trouble. Anytime she tried to stray away, he grabbed her by the collar of her shirt, and she quickly gave up. "I don't want cha causing trouble Nova, stay with me, so you don't get lost." He explained, as he started to push through the crowd, and she followed shortly behind, casually stealing a wallet or two as she passed



They had gotten there early, as they lived in an area Close to Vale, though that didn't make the journey very easy, it was quite a walk, even being as close to the city as they were, the siblings were exhausted, even if they didn't show it, they fought through Beowulves, a few Ursas, and a few restless nights. Now that they were finally here, they could actually rest, they didn't know anyone here, and they were both anxious, but they continued through the crowd, making their way towards the massive academy. They hunted on the way to the academy from home, even resorting to eating Beowolf meat, but they seemed to be awake enough. They took turns keeping watch each night, Yuri being the one currently without rest, but he was the physically stronger one, so it all worked out in the end.​

 

[PixelSymphony]

~Sumire Yamashita~
-- Forlorn Student Artist --

Status: Nominal
Wearing: Color-coord outfit 1
Location: Skies above Beacon – Student arrival airship

---

The message from the intercom announcing the airships's imminent arrival stirred Sumire from the reverie she had drifted into during the final leg of her journey to Beacon. Glancing out the window, she witnessed Beacon Academy finally coming into view, but it did little to allay the underlying sense of being an imposter, an undeserving recipient of the privilege of having a father who had the money and the power to influence a headmaster's decision. What would her years even consist of if the possibility of her father swooping in at any sign of even slight failure existed? How could she possibly consider such an ill-gotten hunter license even vaguely proof of her readiness to venture against the Grimm?

As if to physically shake her from her thoughts, the plane made its touchdown with a solid thud, the shock reverberating through the cabin and knocking more than a few prospective students around, Sumi included. As she grabbed for a handrail to prevent from toppling over, the protruding grip of Kofude clanged against the side of the fuselage, and she furtively looked about in embarrassment. To her relief, it appeared that everyone else was grasping for handholds as well, as none stopped to stare at her slight faux pas. So she took a deep breath, and slowly let it out in a slow sigh in a desperate attempt to regain her composure. She hadn't even taken a single step onto Vale's soil, and here she was already losing her marbles over a plane landing. Steadying herself, she hefted the single large suitcase that effectively contained entire her life at this point, seeing as how she wouldn't be returning to Mistral any time soon. Her father's instructions were absolute: "Do not return without honor." As to what would actual satisfy that demand was anybody's guess, if such a condition even truly existed. So for the near future, Beacon would be her one and singular home... assuming she made it through.

Truth be told, she knew precious little about the school, so as she disembarked from the barge, the resultant scene nearly took her breath away. A massive spire stood in prominence before her in the center of the academy, surrounded by concentric rings of smaller towers, partially intersected by a radial projection that was the main entryway. She paused for a moment on said entryway to let out a quiet gasp, letting her suitcase drop afore her and slowly lifting her paired thumbs and forefingers into a rectangle to frame the view. Already her trained eye began to distill the scene into its component elements; lost in her own little world as she began to wonder how she could possibly turn this into the necessary brushstrokes needed to replicate it on canvas-

*tink*

*tink*

*THUD*

What... what was that? Shocked out of her study, Sumire turned to look where the sounds had emanated from, only to discover the collapsed form what what she assumed was another student. For a moment, she looked around, hoping someone else would help him, but when no hand came to his aid, she timidly made her way over to him, her luggage left behind as she crouched down and gently shook the large boy. "Um... excuse me... are you okay?"

---

Ending Location: Beacon academy, Central yard

Interaction: Ozilla

 

[Heterological]

Name: Aue
Location: Beacon Entrance
Tags: PixelSymphony Ozilla

Aue stepped off the airship with some others, hands clenched. He had enrolled just like all the others, and of course, the airship he was on was one of the last. He'd spent half the time avoiding Vomit Boy and the other half trying to drown out conversation. Things were not going well. Hopefully, he would still be able to keep up with training. Promises had been made, and it was his job to make sure they didn't shatter.

With Thrillseeker in his hands, he started towards the Academy when his ears heard, "Shit." There were two metallic clangs, and then a thud. Immediately his hands raised in a defensive position, and his knees bent ever so slightly before he looked around and saw a figure on the ground.

Muttering under his breath, he said, "Hope they're alright."

After waiting a few seconds for someone else to intervene, Aue started to walk over, but, thankfully, some other person went up to the person on the ground. Two chakrams lay on either side of the figure. Someone would probably step on them.

Aue walked over and picked up the chakrams carefully, laying them side by side next to the guy, but not so close that the guy could roll onto them.

 

[RandomBlobMan]

"Nothing can go wrong."
Hopefully, those words weren't jinx that made things go definitely wrong. Limerick, or more accurately Harlequin, fixed his belt to make sure it was in its place. Finally he was at Beacon Academy. Despite the challenges he faced, all was well at the end. Today would be the start of a joyful adventure with new friends. Except he didn't actively engage in meeting with anyone, really. Strangers were scary after all.
Well, that was at least until he saw a kid on the ground with some others standing next to him. 'Speak of the devil.' With a sigh, he approached the group.
"Is he alive?"

Ozilla PixelSymphony Heterological

 

[Yakov011001]

Kingdom of Vale - Vale City - Beacon Academy - Foyer - Spinel

Spinel had arrived a tad bit early, or rather, very early. He had heard there'd be some sort of assembly before any sort of testing, so he thought he'd get there before anyone else. He didn't think it'd actually happen. Right now it was only him, Glynda Goodwitch, and Ozpin just kinda, sitting there. He felt a little weird, having been the first. Now it was for certain that he was the centre of attention, they couldn't be focusing on anyone else. Well, let's own it. He decided to have a staring contest with his teachers, keep him entertained, distracted somewhat while he waited for the assembly to start. Or at least until someone else showed up.

Kingdom of Vale - Vale City - Beacon Academy - Foyer - Spinel

 

[Ozilla]

Kingdom of Vale – Vale city – Beacon academy – Central yard – Sumire, Aure, Limerick, Oceanos

Oceanos’ mind drifted weightlessly. It was as if a voice came from far away, asking if someone was okay. Someone else was asking if someone was alive. Also, someones shoulder was being shook.
Wait, was that his shoulder?
He had a feeling for a short moment as if he was getting out of a lake or swimming pool and his ears were clearing of the water, the previously distant sounds zooming in. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open.

“Wha-“, he started, before his voice ended in a croak. With great effort, he stemmed himself off the ground, realizing that some people stood around him. A petite young girl with violet hair stood in front of him, looking at him from blue eye. The fleeting thought crossed his mind that she looked like a fairy from some book. Two boys stood behind her, one dressed in a flowing cloak of sorts, the other one firstly drawing attention to the ears sticking out of the cap he wore.
Oceanos remembered the last moments before falling unconscious.
“How long was I…”, he started hoarsely, frisking over his body. Pardus’ scroll was there, so were the almost empty vials and pouches of dust. His chakrams lay next to him.
Relief flooded him. With difficulty, he managed to stand up, grabbing his chakrams in the process. He did not even bother to make them float to his back.
“I am…”, he started again, then proceeded to do something between cough and clear his throat; probably nobody had yet come up with a name for this mixture.
“I am alright”, he produced finally. “Thanks. I…have to go.” He somehow managed to smile quickly at the three others, then trudged away, heading towards the entrance to the academy.

Once he was inside, he again asked for directions to the headmaster. After presenting Pardus’ scroll, he actually was told where to go, and had almost reached his destination – not paying any attention to the imposing hallways he was walking through – when he heard it: le gasp.
“You!!” The sharp and, if he was honest, quite overly dramatic, inhalation of air was followed by a very stern voice. “You, in the tattered clothes and the stench of one-hundred skunks! Into the infirmary, now!” When the boy turned around – judging by the description, he found it probable that he was meant -, an equally stern woman stared at him, her pink hair swinging in a long ponytail.

“I – no, I need to –“, Oceanos started, and the woman finished his sentence immediately.

“– be quiet, go to the infirmary with me and lie down; yes, that is precisely what you need to do.” Instead of waiting for him to follow her orders, she began maneuvering him there like some piece of furniture, all the while muttering something about Ozpin pushing his students too hard and being more unreasonable than her grandmother. It might have looked somewhat ridiculous, the slim woman moving him around like that; after all, he did tower over her. On the other side, considering his journey, it was maybe not that surprising that he did not manage to put up any resistance worth mentioning.

And maybe – just maybe – it was not such a bad idea to lie down for a moment. The second the woman had pushed him not too gently onto one of the beds that were lined up in the infirmary, he fell asleep.

Kingdom of Vale – Vale city – Beacon academy – Infirmary – Oceanos, Purpurea (NPC)

 

[Aleph Null]

<Cronan Dracula>
The Kingdom of Vale - Skies above Beacon - Student Arrival Ship

Cronan stood at the side of the airship with his hands in his pockets as he stared out of the window at the city of Beacon below and deeply pondered on how his life was going to change from here on out. Would he really be able to rise to the occasion and become a hunter? Would he end make any life long friends along the way? He sighed running a hand through his hair deciding to not think too hard on it and to just go with the flow and that hopefully, everything will go well.

The intercom suddenly came to life and announced that they would be arriving at Beacon Academy shortly and Cronan mentally prepared himself for what lied ahead of him as the ship began its descent. He wasted no time in getting off the ship and taking his very first step onto the academy grounds only to be flabbergasted by the sheer number of people surrounding him. His hands tightened around his backpack and the suitcase he was carrying as he became increasingly more self-conscious of himself.

Cronan was about to take off to go look for the least populated area he could find when noticed a small group of people forming around what seemed to be an unconscious student but before he could make his way over there the boy managed to regain consciousness and picked himself up before heading to heading towards the entrance of the academy.

"what was that about?" He thought out loud.

Ending Location: Beacon academy, Central yard

 

[Soviet Panda]

Isern stood unmoving on the airship, a look of utter determination covering the entirety of his face as he stood resolute in a corner, weighed down by the multitude of bags, backpacks, and cases his mother had insisted he take with him. There was a duffel bag in each hand, one under each arm, a backpack on both his back and front, all filled to almost bursting with everything his mother thought he might need. He was certain she'd have stuffed his entire room into those bags and made him carry them, if she had found a way to fit the bed that is.

Even through all the slight bump on landing, Isern barely moved, only tightening his grip and the duffel bags that threatened to fall out of his grasp at any moment. And he was smart enough to let everyone else off first, he wanted to take his time and make sure everything was balanced right before moving out. And once he was off the airship, he made his slow, plodding progress towards where he would be staying the night. Which, apparently, was the main lobby of the school. Seemed kinda weird to him, but then again they did things differently here in Vale than in the northern reaches of Mistral. Maybe this was normal for them? So engrossed him his thoughts was he that he walked right past the group that had formed around the smelly boy.

 

[Yuri Greythorn]

Yuri crawled through the crowd, Nova following shortly behind, the siblings made their way finally into the academy. Nova had multiple wallets stored in her little purse she was carrying, and a few in her pockets, but she wasn't surprised that nobody noticed till she was long gone. Yuri simply walked along, and made his way through the area, more just trying to explore for now, as they had no idea where to be going. Yuri, personally, didn't seemed to be all to interested in much but the library

Nova, on the other hand, was gasping in awe at seemingly every little thing, she was extremely excited, maybe a little too excited, as she bounced up and down near Yuri, a permenant smile on her face, as she asked him "Do you even know where we're going?", Yuri responded with "Nope."​

 

[Puppernickel]

~Sable Marigold~
Starting location: Student Airship above Beacon


Sable was quite ecstatic as he stared out the windows of the airship, watching Beacon approaching closer and closer as every moment passed. Not that anyone could tell, as most of it was internal. Externally Sable appeared to be grinning slightly as he beheld Beacon in all its magnificence. He couldn't thank his father enough for this gift, truly he couldn't. Attending Beacon was the chance of a lifetime, and Sable had vowed not to squander such an opportunity to excel beyond his wildest dreams.

Sable was so lost in thought he was only vaguely aware of the intercom announcing their arrival at Beacon, registering the fact that it was time to disembark only because he could see the ground approaching. When the ship landed Sable perfectly pivoted on his heels, hands clasped behind his back as he calmly walked off the ship, taking his sweet time as he gazed around in wonder. Here he was, finally. Beacon Academy. It was... smaller, then he imaged, honestly.

A nearby commotion brought Sable out of his stupor, and he looked over to see several people standing over someone who had seemed to collapse. Even as he watched, the one who was on the ground got up and trudged off, leaving the other three there on their own. For a moment Sable thought about walking away and leaving things be, but after a moment he shrugged, towards the small group at a slow, steady pace.

Idly Sable noticed that one of the guys was a faunus, some type of cat breed judging by the ears. Sable's single ear flickered, a brief flash of pain crossing his features for a moment before he smothered it, placing a cheerful smile on his face as he addressed the three.

"Everything alright over here, lady and gentlemen?" Sable asked them.


Ending location: Beacon Academy, Central Yard

PixelSymphony Heterological RandomBlobMan

 

[Heterological]

Name: Chrom
Location: Entrance To Building
Tags: Yuri Greythorn

Chrom walked, step by step, looking around at the people around. Someone jostled him; he looked up with a snappy remark, but his attention was caught when he saw the culprit slip a familiar Atlesian wallet into her purse. He checked his pocket and, sure enough, it was empty.

"Fucking..."

He ran forward, following the thief and who he assumed was her brother, clenching his fists. After a few seconds, he decided not to embarrass them in front of everyone, but to wait until they were in a less populated space. Pulling out his scroll, Chrom tapped on the tracker icon. The screen blinked out and showed him the camera view, but there was a glowing red dot that appeared, matching up with the girl's purse. A smaller window showed an overhead view of the map. Thankfully, he had lost his wallet one too many times to not have a tracker.

That really isn't a thing to celebrate.

Chrom followed the two siblings from a while back.

 

[Heterological]

Name: Aue
Location: Beacon Entrance
Tags: PixelSymphony RandomBlobMan Puppernickel

Aue glanced over. He took in the ear and the fancy overcoat and pin of the newcomer, and he said cautiously, "We're doing fine, thank you."

Glancing at the sword next to him, Aue tensed his fists. Not a lot of Faunus liked him. The White Fang hated him because he had left. Those opposed to the White Fang didn't like him because he was ex-White Fang.

I should really be more careful about things. Just need to make it for a few years, and I'm set.

He did another lookover of the newcomer, and relaxed. He was probably being too paranoid.

 

[PixelSymphony]

~Sumire Yamashita~
-- Forlorn Student Artist --

Status: Nominal
Wearing: Color-coord outfit 1
Location: Beacon academy, Central yard

---

Sumire's eyes went wide as the boy stood, struggling to regain his feet but indeed regaining them in due measure. At first sight (and smell) she had presumed him a vagabond of little means and on his last legs, but his motions both upwards and forwards revealed the fire of life still burned well within him. She was left wordless as he thanked her, collecting himself and his weapons before setting off to a location unknown. What was that? she wondered, utterly befuddled at the scene she'd just witnessed.

"Is he all right?"

She turned to look at the onlooker who'd asked the question, who appeared to be a boy glad in a billowing green cloak. She gave an uncertain "I... think?" in response as she stood, brushing the dust off her knees and readjusting her weapon belt. "I mean, he's moving and he's talking, soooooh no why are there so many people here all of the sudden..." A sudden tightness in her throat stifled any further words she might have said, and her face visibly fell as she realized just how many other people had originally come over to bear witness to recent events and were now laying eyes upon her. Very close by, there was a feline-eared faunus in a scarlet cap, whom she now recognized from earlier was the one who'd been gathering up the fallen man's weapons. Further on, she saw a boy in glasses and dreadlocked hair closely peering at the collected group, very likely attempting to determine just what had happened here. She could feel her heart start to pound with no relief in sight, and so when yet another bystander stepped forward to ask-

"Everything alright over here, lady and gentlemen?"

-it was all she could do to glance over and nod. But as she glanced, sudden recognition struck her, and the glance became more of an overt stare, thoughts beginning to whirl about in her brain as she tried to piece together why this particular faunus (also feline-eared, albeit only one) was causing such a stir in her memory even in her addled state. Finally, with some effort, a single word escaped her lips, trickling out like the first drops of a river coming to life after the winter frost: "S-Sable?"

---

Ending location: Beacon academy, Central yard

Interacting: RandomBlobMan , Puppernickel
Mentions: Ozilla , Heterological , Aleph Null

 

[Inkles The Octo]

Obsidian Nova

Obsidian stepped out of the Atlesian personnel carrier and onto the docks of Beacon. Obsidian looked back and waved the pilot and her watchers off with a smile. She turned back around with a silent sigh and started walking towards the school. She was carrying "Majesty" on her back and looked somewhat out of place in what seemed like Royal attire. She was nowhere near that status of life, but after being trained by the atlesian military and going through their battle academy, she sure seemed like she deserved it. Others would give her "Hello's" and odd stares and waves. Obsidian would just wave to them with a smile as she continued to walk forward. Someone even tried to pick her sword up and fell to the ground with it. All obsidian could do was give a silent laugh as she easily picked her sword up and sheathed onto her back again.

Current Location: Beacon Central Yard

 

[Yuri Greythorn]

After awhile, Nova had noticed they were being followed, but Yuri may or may not have noticed, either that or he didn't really care. Nova stuck close to Yuri, acting like she never stole any wallets, and happily skipping along. After a moment, she whispered in his ear "We're being followed." And He growled a bit, as he whipped around, asking the person following them "What do you want?"

Nova hid behind Yuri, knowing that it was probably about her stealing wallets, she had a mischievous smirk across her face, as she waited for things to unfold.

Interactions: Heterological ​

 

[Heterological]

Name: Chrom
Location: Abandoned Hallway
Tags: Yuri Greythorn

He looked around for a second, making sure nobody was nearby, before looking back towards the siblings. "Give me back my wallet," Chrom said, clenching his fists. "Or I will take it, along with two of your fingers and a liter of your blood."

That was probably too much. Don't care.

 

[Yuri Greythorn]

Heterological

Yuri was the one to step forward "I have no idea what you're talking about, I certainly don't have your wallet, and I've seen Nova do things like it before, but I doubt she would in a place like this." He explained, his eyes locked-on to the guy, he growled a bit, as he put his hand on the hilts of his swords, ready to fight

 

[Heterological]

Name: Chrom
Location: Abandoned Hallway
Tags: Yuri Greythorn

"Yeah?" Chrom felt his anger flaring. "Then why is my wallet tracker leading me to her purse, huh? Why, then, if you open it, you'll find my Atlesian wallet with a photo of my with my sword?"

He grabbed his longsword's hilt and slid it out of place, so it was still on his back but wasn't being held by anything. "Tell me that, would you?"

 

[Yuri Greythorn]

Yuri looked back with a sigh, glaring at Nova, who recoiled at his glare, "Fine..." She said, as she slowly walked towards him, and holding out his wallet, looking down at the ground in shame.

Yuri seemed calm, but inside, was absolutely furious, they had barely been here for 20 minutes, and she already stole a buncha wallet. Yuri walked towards the man "Sorry about that, Her name's Nova, I'm Yuri."

Heterological

 

[Heterological]

Name: Chrom
Location: Abandoned Hallway
Tags: Yuri Greythorn

"Cool." Chrom said grudgingly. He let go of his sword, taking his wallet and walking off. "Drop off the wallets in the lost-and-found place or something." He started to walk away back towards where he was supposed to be.

 

[Yuri Greythorn]

Yuri looked at the guy, glaring a bit, 'How Rude.' He thought to himself, as he looked at Nova, absolutely furious "I swear to god Nova, you need to stop doing that... do what he said, drop them off at the lost and found..."

 

[Aleph Null]

<Cronan Dracula>
Current Location: Beacon Central Yard

Cronan scratched his head in confusion before deciding it would be best to just continue on with what he was originally planning on doing, seeing as there were now way too many people in that one area for him to even breathe comfortably, and it really wasn't any of his business to begin with anyway. He looked around only to spot a bench and then made his way to it, the opening ceremony was bound to start eventually so he'd just wait it out until then. In the meantime, he decided to grab a science novel from his backpack to catch up on some much-needed reading that he wasn't able to do on the airship.


Current Location: Beacon Central Yard

 

[Puppernickel]

~Sable Marigold~
Current location: Beacon Academy, Central Yard



"We're doing fine, thank you."

Oh, how those words amused Sable to no end. The faunus's lips said one thing, but Sable had become proficient in telling when someone had a problem with him long ago. The tensing of the fists was a sure sign that whoever he was, he was prepared to fight at a moment's notice. Sable stared at the clenched hands for a moment out of the corner of his eye, wondering if the baseball capped faunas would throw a punch. Sable noticed him relax however, and relaxed himself, realizing he had unconsciously tensed when he'd perceived a threat.

Well, seeing as the threat was over, Sable could simply pretend he didn't notice. Deciding to address the issue later - if ever at all - Sable turned towards the other two to address them, a smile gracing his face as he opened his mouth to speak. However, one of those two decided to put a stop to all that Sable might have said in the moment.

"S-Sable?"

Sable's eyes widened, blinking as he heard his name spoken aloud by a voice he recognized from the past, if only because of how rarely she spoke. Sumira Yamashita, younger daughter of the rather influential Yamashita family, and one of the only people who had actually witnessed Sable losing his cool, possibly the only person to do so other then his father. Also one of the few people Sable would concider calling a friend.

Within moments Sable's carefree smile became just a tad more genuine, a little less forced, and actually made it's way up to his eyes for once. "Well, Miss Sumi, what a pleasure it is to find you here!" Sable exclaimed happily, giving her a small bow. "Truly, a welcome surprise. I hadn't expected to meet anyone from back home here, let alone one so talented such as yourself." Sure, he just might be laying it on a bit thick, but a few compliments were nothing compared to what he owed to the girl for what she did years ago. Not that she'd know that Sable even owed her in the first place, though, as she'd done so entirely without meaning to....



Ending location: Beacon Academy, Central Yard

Interaction: PixelSymphony
Nearby: Heterological RandomBlobMan

 

[Ian Temero]

Lilith Falciani​

Location: Beacon Academy, Docks/ Central Yard
Interactions: Open
Mentions: None


Lilith groaned and shifted in her seat, squeezing her eyes shut tighter and trying to get back to sleep. Emphasis on trying. She had been rather successful at it earlier, that is until the airship got above the roof tops and all the kids started chattering excitedly about the view. It's not that Lilith disliked happy people, just the opposite in fact, but currently it was making it very difficult for her to get much needed rest. After getting bumped into for the fifth time though she realized that it was a lost cause and got up out of her seat. She was a little suprised that she had managed to get any sleep at all, considering how uncomfortable she was with public transportation. It just went to show how badly those all-nighters at work were screwing up her sleep schedule. At least she wouldn't have to worry about that for the next little while.

Stretching out stiff limbs, Lilith suppressed a yawn as she walked over to one of the windows, slightly curious as to what the big deal was. She had to admit, the view of Vale was impressive for up there, but it was nothing she hadn't already seen. She wished Peggy could see it though. It occurred to her that while her sister couldn't physically be there, there was a way for her to still see it. Reaching into her pocket Lilith pulled out a black scroll, the blue heart and orange flame charms hanging from it clinking together. She wasn't a very good photographer and the crappy little camera on the device didn't do the scenery justice, but she knew Peggy wouldn't care and would just be happy to get them. So taking a few steps back, Lilith raised the phone and lined up a shot.

It didn't take long for Peggy to respond...

-Wow! Cool! You can see our house from there! -
-Wait... Where are you taking these from?-

-From an airship.-

-An airship? Where are you going?-

Oh, Peggy was going to enjoy this. Lilith had specifically not told her that she had applied and been excepted into Beacon, wanting to surprise the young girl that worshiped the Huntsmen. Gliding up to the front, Lilith lifted her Scroll and took a picture of the approaching school on the cliffs. It took Peggy ten seconds to register what she was seeing and send a text back.

-IS THAT BEACON?!?! YOU'RE ON AN AIRSHIP TO BEACON?!? WHY ARE YOU GOING TO BEACON?-

Lilith decided to play innocent with her next answer.

-To learn. Why else would I go to a school?-

It took several more seconds for the reply.

-You got excepted into Beacon? YOU APPLIED TO BEACON?!?!? WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?!?!?!?

-Language, young lady.-
-I wanted to surprise you.-

-Well it worked! When do I get to see the uniform?-

-As soon as I get it.-
-Oh, I'm probably not going to show up the next couple of days. There's some kind of slumber party tonight and I'm probably going to be exhausted tomorrow night after initiation.-

-Alright, just as long as when you do come to visit you're wearing your uniform. I want to see you in it!-

-It's a promise.-

Slipping her phone into her pocket, Lilith turned her attention back to the approaching cliffs. After all, while she had seen Vale from the air several times, it was her first time ever seeing Beacon. Soon however they began to make their decent and she made her way back to her seat and began pulling her stuff from the overhead compartment. The ship landed and the passangers moved for the door while she checked to make sure she had all of her luggage, taking her time as she did not want to deal with the crowd at the door. Satisfied that everything was in place, she pulled the straps of a large weapon bag over her shoulders, grabbed her suitcase, adjusted the hood that hid her ears from leering eyes, and made her way to the ramp.