Beacon Academy. Looking out the window, Orion Schnee was glad to finally be going to the pride of Vale. Granted, it wasn't where his father wanted him to go. With a dark look, he reminded himself, he and his father seldom agreed on much anymore. He looked around at his soon-to-be classmates. He didn't see Weiss anywhere, which he counted as a bit of a loss. Even when they were children, Orion found that his penchant for annoying his cousin was one of his favorite pastimes.
Looking at the socialites, he noticed a blonde girl talking to a Faunus with short black hair and wolf ears. He seemed to have put himself in an awkward position, and Orion felt almost bad for the guy. Looking at her, he thought that he would have a hard time himself. She wasn't angry, but had a confident and amused attitude about her that rendered the poor guy to a babbling fool. Feeling another set of eyes on her, she locked her light purple eyes on his sharp blue pair. Orion quickly looked away.
"Excuse me?"
Orion looked up. Another girl looked at him with an inquisitive look. "If you don't mind me asking, are you from the Schnee family?"
He gave her a grimacing smile. Everytime he travelled outside of Atlas, almost everyone gave him an angry look. Hell, even inside of Atlas, sometimes. The Schnees were infamous for their snobbishness and disdain for anyone who wasn't in the family, especially Faunus. Unfortunately for Orion, this attribute should've been for everybody but him. He may carry the Schnee name and semblance, but Orion had been trying for years to disprove that he was on any level like Weiss and her father. The dirty looks he gathered from many of the airship's inhabitants, especially the Faunus students, told him that he would have much work to do.
"I'm a Schnee, but I'm not one of those Schnee's. I'm Orion." He held out his hand.
Luckily, she seemed glad to make friends too, and shook his hands. "Idalia Xanthopoulos."
"Where you from?"
"Mistral," Idalia said. Quickly she added "I'm not a thief, by the way."
Orion chuckled. "I guess we're both walking stereotypes."
As they touched down, he also noticed a skinny blond boy doubled over, about to reverse his breakfast. Knowing what would happened next, Orion looked away, wincing as a loud retching noise met his ears.
Stepping out of the airship, Orion headed towards the main building. As he was doing so, he heard an explosion ahead of him in the main courtyard. Always curious, he and a few other students ran forward to investigate, including the Faunus he noticed earlier. He took a sideways glare at Orion, and continued towards the source of the explosion. Orion sighed. His work started now.
He walked into the clearing, but as soon as he did, a smile started to form on his face. But who could it be, but his dear cousin Weiss, overpacked with Dust as usual. Another girl, who seemed like she was a couple years younger than Orion, was on the ground next to her, sporting a red and black contraption on her back. From the looks of things, one of Weiss' Dust suitcases had opened and a Fire Crystal had fallen out and exploded. For all intents and purposes, it looked like Weiss did too.
When the group of people came up to the two, Weiss looked at them. As her eyes scanned the crowd, her eyes widened then narrowed when she saw Orion. He nodded in her direction, smug smile in place. Almost stomping the ground with every step, Weiss stalked right up to him and pointed in his face. "Not. A. Word."
He walked past her, slightly bumping her shoulder as he passed. "Wouldn't dream of it, Ice Princess."
Walking towards the main building, Orion noticed a large shadow over his shoulder. He looked over. And up. A towering falcon Faunus looked down at him as they were walking. Next to him, Orion noticed the wolf Faunus from earlier. They didn't say anything, just looked at him slightly suspiciously. Orion waved awkwardly at them. The falcon Faunus spoke first in a resonant deep voice.
"She's a relative of yours, I assume?"
Orion smirked. "Unfortunately, but she's only my cousin."
The wolf Faunus chimed in with a jagged bark of a voice. "So you don't get along with her?"
"About as well as you would, I imagine."
The Faunus both lost their edge and held out their hands for Orion to shake. The falcon introduced himself as Naven Excelsior, the wolf as Noir Engel. Noir pointed out Orion's arms. "What happened there?"
Orion's arms were a bit of a strange subject. Instead of flesh and bone, his arms were made out of metal. He rattled off his spiel on the subject that had been brought up numerous times. "Nevermore ripped off my old ones a couple years back. One of the few perks of having the Schnee name is the Schnee money, so my dad had these commissioned. Have to say, they pack quite a punch." He drew his weapons from his arms. A circular shield that covered his torso spun out from his left forearm. From a slot in his right wrist shot out a segmented sword attached to a string that shot it back into his hand. On the top part of his right arm popped up a sniper rifle. Blue power lines glowed up and down the apparatus. Orion's eyes gleamed. "I call them 'Frührente'." He looked over at his new friends and saw their confusion. "Means 'Early Retirement'."
Chuckling along with them, Orion liked to think that he was going to like it here at Beacon Academy.
