First Day
Asher stepped off of the plane, and walked down the path towards the centre of the school. Beacon's main buildings stretched across the horizon in front of him, and groups of people charged towards the central plaza. Looking around, Asher felt like he finally found a place where he could fit in, despite the fact that everyone was disregarding him like old meat. He followed the crowd of people through a large doorway, and studied each person carefully.
Everyone walked around with such confidence and purpose, that it was quite intimidating. He also recognised some kids from high valued families around the four kingdoms. Most noteworthy was Weiss Schnee, from Schnee industries. Although she was in the middle of an argument with the red dressed girl he saw earlier, Asher had always wanted to meet someone so high up in the dust market.
You see, Asher came from a poor family, just him, his mum and his sister. They fended for themselves OK, but Asher never had the luxury of dust. The only time he managed to get his hands on some was at signal academy. That is why his weapon wasn't as flashy as the majority of people here, but that did not mean he wasn't happy with black striker.
Suddenly, a brush against the shoulder shocked him out of his daydream. He looked forward, and saw the same girl he had seen on the ship walk past him. He caught up to her, and smiled. She looked up, and gave a slight, awkward smile back, but carried on forward. He stood there awkwardly for a second, until he decided to break the ice.
"So, I'm Asher. What's your name?" he asked. She turned to him with a mixture of hurt and shock.
"You don't recognise me?" Asher shrugged.
"I do, I am just not very good with names. I recognise you from Signal," he explained.
"Yeah, we have been in the same class for the past 5 years. Well, my name is Clarisse," she said. Suddenly, Asher clicked his fingers loudly, and pointed at her.
"Clarisse Bensley!" he spewed out. She laughed slightly.
"Yes, well done, you got there in the end." They stood side by side as they made their way into the large courtyard where everyone else was waiting. Asher had tended to avoid Clarisse, on his father's terms, but he didn't think she seemed that bad. Her family was noted around the village as con-artists, but whenever Asher used to see her sitting on her own in class, he always felt bad that she was judged, due to her families acts. He was about to stand at the side of the courtyard, when someone walked straight into him, and almost knocked him over.
He looked at the guy, and saw that he was giving him a cocky smirk. He was a tall, buff kid, followed by a gang of goons. Asher muttered something rude under his breath as he regained his balance, and Clarisse looked on in anger.
"What's his problem?" she asked. Asher turned back to him, to see him push his way into a crowd of people, knocking a Faunus to the floor as he did.
"Just ignore him, there's no point of making a big deal out of things," he said. Asher had, had experiences with people like him all his life, and he had learned that the best way to deal with them is by not giving them the reaction they wished for. He turned as everyone began to quiet down, and a man and a woman walked onto the stage.
"I'll… keep this brief. You have travelled here today in search of knowledge, to hone your craft and acquire new skills. And when you are finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people. But I look amongst you, and all I see is wasted energy, a need of purpose, direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this, but your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far. It is up to you, to take the first step." After that, Professor Ospin stepped away from the mic, and the blonde haired women came forward
"You will gather at the ballroom tonight, tomorrow your initiation begins. Be ready, you are dismissed," she said.
And with that, they both left the students to mutter amongst themselves. Asher turned to Clarisse, and gave her a confused look.
"Am I the only one who had no idea what he meant by that?" he asked. She turned to him, and gave him a sly grin.
"Come on, let's get settled in," she said.
"But..." he stammered, but she was already walking away. He shook his head, but grudgingly followed her.
…
Geralt walked up to one of the many matrasses on the floor, and began to get ready for bed. He put his weapons down in a small case at the end of the room, put on a pair of comfortable trousers, and placed his shirt by his pillow. He turned to the side to see the girl with yellow hair looking at the guys around him, until a kid in an onesie wondered through the room. Geralt shook his head slightly, and began to get under his sheet, when a shadow loomed over his bed. He looked up, and saw a large kid with a mischievous smile.
"What do you want, Cardin?" Geralt asked. Cardin shrugged, and settled into the mattress next to his.
"Nothing, just tired, it's going to be fun tomorrow, don't you think Geralt," he said, with fake enthusiasm. Geralt sighed, and closed his eyes. Suddenly, a cold sensation shot through his body. He quickly shot up, and saw Cardin and his friends standing over him, laughing like mad man.
"WHAT THE F-"
"Ah, ah, ah Geralt, watch yourself," Cardin said, making slight 'tut' noises. Geralt groaned, and grabbed his shirt. He began to wipe off some of the liquid. He retrieved his other cloths, and stormed off to the other side of the room, and took a mattress next to a kid with black hair. He looked at Geralt, and smiled. Geralt returned the smile, and he closed his eyes, returning to his mattress. Geralt sighed and took his spot, and tucked himself under. He was about to close his eyes when suddenly…
"What in the world is going on over here!? Don't you realize some of us are trying to sleep!?" the girl in white shouted.
"Oh, not you again!"
"Shh! Guys, she's right! People are trying to sleep!"
"Oh, now you're on my side!"
"I was always on your side!"
"Yeah! What's your problem with my sister? She's only trying to be nice!"
"She's a hazard to my health!"
Geralt sat up slightly, and saw the kid next to him doing the same. They turned to each other, and laughed silently as the girl in black blew out the final torch, and the room fell dark…
