Aura Of Twilight
☆☆Professional space cadet ☆☆
Beryl White
"Yeah. My sentiments exactly." Beryl agreed. "Not that interacting with all these interesting people isn't worthwhile, but I'd much rather get this show on the road, you know?" Just thinking about what these years at Beacon could and no doubt would bring made her quiver with excitement that she could barely contain. She probably looked like a crazy person to the boy, but she didn't really care all that much.
As if a certain god had heard her, Professor Lannister then spoke, making the rabbit faunus raise her fist in the air and cheer once he was finished. Many other students stared at her, but she just shrugged as she lowered her arm. "What?" She challenged to no one in particular. "Aren't you just a little psyched for this as I am? You know what's gonna happen tomorrow, right?"
When all she got in response was a bunch of whispers as the lights were turned off, she huffed before crawling into her sleeping bag. Killjoys.
She could already sense the night was going to be long..too long for her tastes. It was no surprise to her that she was tossing and turning most of the time, but nonetheless, there was a smile on her face.
When she woke to the sound of the Professor using a megaphone, she groaned, ears incredibly sensitive, but after a few seconds had passed she was up and moving despite the ringing in her ears. Once she was dressed and rearing to go, she cracked her knuckles. Let's do this!
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As soon as she was sent flying through the air, Beryl slowed her descent slightly by using just a tad of her semblance, her body aglow with red energy as she felt that familiar, but slight tug on her soul. Once she was close enough to the approaching ground and in a clearing, she grabbed the bow off her back while at the time pulling some earth dust from her pocket, and inserted the dust into the chamber placed near the front of the weapon. Firing several shots one after another, flat topped pillars of rock of differing heights erupted from the earth just close enough together so that the rabbit faunus was able to land on the tallest's top for just a moment before using the momentum to jump to a lower one, effectively creating a descending, curving staircase, her aura protecting her from serious damage in the process. She ran down the steps until her feet touched the ground, her tan boots skidding through the grass and dirt in at attempt to slow herself, finally stopping after several feet just inches short from the trunk of a tree.
Sighing in relief, Beryl stood up carefully, taking a look at her surroundings. Naturally, she saw trees, trees, and more trees..and then soulless, crimson eyes, all around her. From the shadows she heard growling as three Beowolves lumbered forward to surround her. She cursed softly with her body trembling slightly. Even so, she switched her bow into a sword and smirked as she pointed with the blade at what looked to be the leader of the tiny pack.
"All right you bastards...come at me."
A minute later, she stood over the dissolving bodies of the Grimm, one of them having been punched through several trees while the other two had been cut in half by her sword.
Now it was time to find her partner...wherever they were.