Team L.V.T.N: A Bullhead flew over the city of Vale, three students from Beacon Academy were looking at the small fleet sitting over the site of a battle with the creatures of Grimm that had attacked only a few hours before, the other student was sitting down with his head against the hull behind him.
"Damn, looks like whoever fought cleaned house." A woman said as her clothes were tugged by the wind, the brown leather jacket revealing a piece of metal gonig across her stomach and a light blue shirt under that, her blue jeans were also being tugged at by the wind and her brown combat boots made a fair deal of noise as she walked across the deck.
"Could have been worse, a shame we didn't arrive sooner." Another member of the team said while looking through the scope of a rifle that had an oversized halberd blade attached to it. His own scale mail chestpiece made a soft clinking noise as he inspected the square that had been filled with Grimm but a few hours ago. He sighed and stood up, the mistrali styled clothes he was wearing were a mix of greys and browns, meant to provide him some cover in the area they had been in before meeting an accident, the boot he wore made little to no sound as he walked over to the other male member of his team, the one wearing a dark leather trenchcoat and black jeans that stopped at the top of his own steel toed boots, of the four of them this one was the most heavily armored, he had a full chest piece and one of his arms was covered in lightweight but durable platemail, he also wore greaves over his shins and a pair of metal plates on the upper legs.
"How's the Hades?" He asked the other man, his wolf like ears only twitched before he opened his eyes, revealing a startling shade of blue. "Fine, still feels odd to not have one of my flesh and blood arms though." He replied before taking out a flask of what appeared to be alcohol but was in truth a medicine meant to help deal with air sickness, though it had a small amount mixed in.
"Good." The man with the sniper said before yawning and feeling the scales under his eyes move with his skin and jaw. He was still concerned about the man he called brother's mental state, he had just recovered from the loss of an entire arm and rehabilitation with a new one.
"How long are you gonna draw for Lirril?" The first woman asked after sitting down across from the sniper, pulling out a whetstone and starting to sharpen her axe.
The fourth member of their team, a woman with black hair with some green highlights running through it and a long coat with what appeared to be feathers on parts of it stood up, the dark green shirt and grey jeans underneath seemed to bring the overall color scheme together quite well, the green nevermoore also stood out on the shoulder of her coat, which reached down to her ankles, only after splitting near her hips.
"I am now Talia, how about you help me sharpen Garudas edge?" Lirril replied while standing up from the side of the Bullhead she was at and sitting next to her teammate.
"Sure thing." Talia said while pulling another whetstone out her duffle bag, she kept several on hand when they went through a mission for each member of her team if they needed them, not that Niren or Vanir, the two male members ever seems to need them, Niren would end up picking off the enemy from long range and Vanir was able to kill a beowolf with his bare hands if he had to.
"Be nice if I could get some sleep." Vanir said with his eyes closed after a few minutes of hearing the sound of blades being sharpened, only to unsheath his oversized great sword Gram and a whetstone of his own, as well as a vial filled with a special type of dust, it was meant to be ground into the blade's edge while maintenance was being performed, it would increase the strength of the blade against dust based attacks as well as adding more weight and make it sharper than simple sharpening would allow.
"Save that for later Vanir, might not be a good idea to do that while we're in the air like this." Niren said while checking his own bag to see how much ammo he had left for his weapon Gungnir.
Before anyone could say anything else the pilot spoke over the radio "We're nearing the Beacon landing pads." The four of them all began to store their things and stood up, ready to leave the tight area of the hold and get some decent food before a warm shower and some rest.
"There's no place like home right?" Talia said with a smile on her face as the four of them got a good view of the school that they all called home. "Wouldn't mind getting a drink." Vanir said to Niren, the past few months had been one massive headache for him, losing an arm was the least of his problems, the amount of doctors and nurses fussing over him was one though.
"Later, I want you to come with me when I give Headmaster Ozpin the full report." Lirril said in response to Vanir's own comment, Vanir only sighed as he understood why she wanted him to be with her. A moment later the Bullhead came to a stop and the members of Team LVTN set foot on solid ground once again.
Finally get around to fixing some of my early attempts at writing this story, you'll most likely notice some major changes to the original stuff though I will try and stick to what I did before.