Ronan found a nice secluded locker at the end of the row. The space is perfect for his stuff. Not that he had much anyway. He sat on the bench next to him and placed his back to the wall. He watched over the rest of the students getting ready. They seemed to take a whole lot longer. Ronan's battle attire wasn't much. He wore a well used crimson jacket along with a pair of dusty black combat pants. His undershirt was an off color gray that showed clear staining. He looked like a street rat, lucky for him, his striking red gauntlets always looked their best. As he was off in thought, the boy from earlier walked up to him.
"Done already? Not much to you, I can tell." A smirk on the face of the boy with the light gray hair was present. His armor was very fancy, but light. It seemed he came from wealth. His weapons stuck out from his sides. Two steel rods with blades sticking out from near the top. Not what Ronan would use, but stylish nonetheless.
"Best to work with what you've got." Ronan was mostly dismissive. His tone was annoyed and passive like it normally was.
"Fair enough. Nice to meet you, I'm Rhode Waller." The boy extended a hand. Attempting a handshake and trying to be nice to the loner sitting in front of him. Rhode was a pretty handsome boy. His hair covered part of his face and leaning down to shake his hand revealed dark blue highlights in his hair. Ronan reached up and shook his hand.
"Ronan Rosewood." He responded quickly.
"Ah, Rosewood? Brother to Callum?" He responded with a question and placed his hand to his chin, locking eyes with Ronan.
"That'd be me." He said in his normal aloof tone. Ronan didn't love being known for being the brother of Callum. He loved even less not being his own person. Ronan had worked hard to be known as a rat in the Vale underworld, not that any of these people would care.
"Man, your brother must have pulled some strings for you. You're not even known about." He gave a chuckle. "Makes you a wildcard in my book." He was smiling now. Soon after the girl who confronted Ronan earlier walked up. Ronan gave an audible groan.
"You're telling me that this nobody got into Beacon? Tethys crossed her arms and spoke with anger. The girl was now wearing her combat outfit. A deep blue colored dress that reached just above her knees. Her arms and shoulders were covered in armor and a large sword stuck to her back. "How are you even related to the greatness of Callum Rosewood?" She scoffed and walked away, giving Ronan no time to respond. He was visibly angry at the girl now. He stood up and was about to head over her way before being stopped by Rhode.
"You don't want to mess with her." He shook his head and chuckled again. "If you don't know her, it's best to stay away. Tethys Kai is not to be messed with.
"Whatever." Ronan growled and sat back down.
On the other side of the room, Estelle sat prepared. Her green and brown inspired outfit sat on her comfortably. The Pharos Academy graduate cleaned and practiced with her weapon, trying not to be noticed. Though, practicing might have gotten her unwanted attention.