It was a blazing hot day in Vale as a tall blue haired young man hauled a large pack and several cases attached to his back "I am not built for this heat…" He mumbled. After what felt like hours he came to the dock where an airship was boarding "Thank god…" The young man sighed. "Last call for Beacon!" The pilot called as he went over his list "Hold up!" The young man called, dragging his cargo to the ship he set his bag down and caught his breath "Name?" The pilot asked "Royce Cruger" The young man said. Looking over the list the pilot took his pen and checked off his name "Made it just in time." He said looking over the bags and cases "You know you could've had that delivered to the school right?" Picking up his bag, Royce gave a long sigh "That's more than I can afford" He remarked before heading into the ship.
The cool air that hit Royce's face gave him some new life. Giving a relieved sigh he took a seat and let out a long groan before he began looking around. Across from him he saw an amazonian woman. At least seven feet tall with a pair of feline ears. Royce couldn't help but stare at her. He'd never seen a woman of such size. The woman looked up causing Royce to quickly look away. His eyes were now on a girl with shoulder length red hair and a military uniform. A katana was sitting next to her and a rather large handgun holstered at her hip.
The woman across from him seemed to scrunch down like she was trying to make herself seem shorter than she really was. Royce looked back at her and couldn't help but chuckle a bit. The woman's ears folded against her head and her tan skin had a tint of red on her cheeks "Sorry." Royce sighed a bit "I didn't mean to stare" The woman looked at him and smiled a bit "It's alright….Not many women my height around here." She said awkwardly, still rather embarrassed. Royce leaned forward a bit "You'll get your occasional six foot girls but never ones taller than me….I'm guessing not from around here?" The woman shook her head "It's a….Long story." Royce could hear a distinct accent in her voice. It enhanced her already exotic feel. Now that he was paying more attention he could see just how beautiful she was "Well anyways, I'm Royce" He introduced himself holding out his hand "Nyella" She said with a smile as she took his hand.
Her grip was very firm. Like a strong man's shake. But she was clearly a woman in every way "Nice to meet you Royce" Her smile grew showing some impressive canines. But it was the warmth she gave off that hit Royce the most "Yeah...Same…" He said as he leaned back again "So...You going to Beacon too?" He asked. Nyella gave a nod "I'm at least going to give it a try." Royce cracked his neck. He didn't really know how to continue the conversation. 'Come on….Think of something…' He thought. But while he thought the ship finally landed "Well...We're here." Royce said as he stood. Nyella stood up too and her size really began to sink in. So much so that Royce dropped one of his cases. Before he could pick it up Nyella picked it up no problem "Strong one...That's fifty pounds." He said "Yeah…." Nyella responded awkwardly "That's pretty cool" Royce remarked as they got in line to get off the ship.
Nyella blushed a bit as she got behind him. As the line moved forward. When they stepped out the redhead Royce noticed earlier bumped into Nyella "Oh. I'm sorry." She said but the redhead gave her a rather nasty glare causing Nyella to shrink back. Royce however got up in the redhead's face "Hey! Apologize!" He snarled. The redhead put her hands behind her back "I don't see why I should. Perhaps she should use her height to look out for those more vertically challenged." The other woman said. Nyella was taken aback by Royce's actions and felt even more insecure at the redhead's words "Or you could use these things called eyes. I mean unless you're blind, stupid or some configuration of the two, then you'd be able to see you clown." The redhead's eye twitched "I'll remember this." She said before walking off.
Royce gave a bit of a growl before looking back to Nyella "You ok?" He asked. She was a bit red in the face but nodded "Yeah. I'm good." Royce gave a small smile "Ah shit! Orientation!" He cursed "Come on!" Nyella gave a chuckled and followed after him. When they got to the auditorium a tall man in a dark suite and wearing a gas mask was about to speak "Hello there ladies and gentlemen and welcome to Beacon. I am the headmaster Professor Don Maul" He said with a thick British accent "These next 4 years will be….Interesting to say the least. You will all undergo the best training I have to offer. However it will be far from easy." The man adjusted his mask "I expect many of you won't make it past your first year. There is no shame in dropping out if it means you'll live longer than you would here."
What students still making noise went immediately silent upon hearing that "For those that do stay but more importantly survive, I look forward to see what you have to offer. You're dismissed" With that he adjusted his red tie and stepped off stage. Royce was a bit pale in the face. He wasn't exactly sure how to feel about the speech. Nyella too was a bit taken aback by it but looked at Royce and placed a hand on his shoulder "I'm sure you'll do fine." She said with a warm smile. Royce blushed a bit and looked away "Thanks…"
Later that night everyone was staying in the commons area until they were separated into teams. Royce and Nyella were both off near the back and separated a few feet. Taking one of his heavy cases, Royce opened it revealing two pistols. They had a very redneck look, grimy and made from discarded scrap. Nyella looked at them and scooted over to him "Those your weapons?" She asked. Royce nodded "Yeah. Made them out of some old plasma cutters and scrap." He explained. Nyella looked at them with a curious cat look "They fire bolts of plasma. Basically the stuff stars and lightning are made out of." Nyella's eyes gleamed with the new found knowledge and smiled "That's really cool!" She exclaimed. Royce shrugged a bit "Yeah…..But they overheat too easily…..Which is why…." With push flick of the wrist and push of a button the pistol turned into a short sword. Nyella clapped still intrigued by the weapon. Royce looked at her a bit confused by her excitement "So….What's your weapon?" He asked.
Reaching over, Nyella grabbed a giant case and pulled it in front of her. She opened it showing a set of massive claw gauntlets. Each of the fingers were four feet long with serrations on the inside. The thumbs were only about two feet but had the same general design "Damn…..Impressive." Royce remarked feeling a bit immaculated. He noticed that the claws had a silver like sheen to them. More so than steel at least from what he's seen "May I?" He asked. Nyella nodded with a smile and watched Royce try and pick up one of the gauntlets. It didn't budge. The thing must've weighed three hundred pounds "Holy shit that's heavy….How in th…." Before he could finish Nyella had slipped one on and was moving her fingers with little effort "It's a family secret." She teased before putting her weapons away.
The young man was in awe of the Amazon's strength. Nyella, seeing the look on his face hunched down in embarrassment. Roycw snapped out of his daze and laid down "We should get some sleep. Initiation is tomorrow…." He said. "R-Right…." Nyella replied, laying down as well before both drifting off to sleep.