"Attention all passengers, you will be arriving at Beacon Academy shortly, please grab your belongings and proceed to the nearest exit when it is time for departure" Stirred from his sleep by the voice of Professor Goodwitch, Carmine grabbed his rucksack and decided he'd had enough of the cramped interior, heading for one of the exit ramps on either side of the ship. "Whelp time to get this initiation thing over with I guess" he thought aloud to himself proceeding down the ramp. Stepping out onto the pad the airship was rested on he got to take in the full scale of Beacon Academy. "Hmm…smaller than I imagined" He said, carrying one his one-way conversation with himself amongst the swarms of first years around him. Though he wasn't here for the same reason as most of them.
Since he'd seen the breach that had happened in downtown Vale almost a year ago he'd decide he wanted to make something of himself, instead of being just another farmhand like his father had laid out for him. Once he made the announcement he wanted to become a huntsman his father managed to pull some strings from his military career and other, less publicized fields, while his mother called in favors to other schools that she had taught at, allowing carmine to pass a simple pre entry test with ease and acquire his entrance papers much quicker than spending four years slaving away at somewhere like Signal in order to get to Beacon.
Carmine waded his way through the majority of the first years, silently thanking his father for his immense height, though not his weight or clumsiness, as he managed to catch the hilt of his long sword on the arm of a light pole and subsequently falling flat on his back, to the amusement of the rest of the students. This caught the watchful eye of one very astute, very strict, Professor Goodwitch.
"Ugh, that was worse than the takeoff" Carmine said, admiring his view into the stark blue sky from the rather uncomfortable pavement. Though his view was interrupted when the coiled blond locks of one strict professor decided to prod him. "Mr. Vain I presume?" snared Goodwitch. "Um…yes Ms. Uh…" she interrupted him "Goodwitch, Professor Goodwitch" she said levitating his large, broad figure from the pavement, and repairing its fragments at the same time time. "I was told you'd be attending our prestigious academy by Headmaster Ozpin" she said, handing him his rucksack from the ground. "Yes Ms. Goodwitch, I was told to find you as a matter of fact and speak to Ozpin about housing" He said dusting off his blue jeans and flannel shirt. "Well you'll be happy to know we already have housing planned out for you, as per request by your father's calls" Carmine shifted in his boots and spoke "Well I guess there's no need to meet Ozpin then I guess" He said, making sure to check that his sword wasn't hanging on the light pole. "Not exactly Mr. Vain, Mr. Ozpin will be wanting to speak to you soon, but first I should give you directions to your dormitory".
