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BLUE TRAILER

"And could men of order ever reach that silver lining? When such souls can just as easilly cause suffering?"

January 4th, 80th year after the war.

A giant bear of a man, sat in a leather seat aboard an airship bound for Vale. "Ladies and Gentlemen, we are experiencing some turbulence, please fasten your seatbelts." The flight attendant said, as the airship sailed over the ocean. The amount of money the giant man had spent to get on board was ridiculous. For one, he flew first class, no amount of anti faunus policies were going to stop him from flying in the same section of the dirigible as the famed Weiss Schnee just to shove it in the ticket master's face… That and first class seats were the only ones that he could fit in.

As to why the Schnee flew on a civilian airship instead of a private one just to flaunt her money was beyond Siniy Garnet. She noticed him, (how could anyone not, he was 9 foot 5,) but she didn't talk to him. Whether the beanie he had on covering his ears deflected attention away from the fact he was a faunus, or if she'd seen through the half assed disguise was unknown to Siniy. Frankly he wanted nothing to do with Weiss, and if she ignored him so be it. Her father's company, (soon to be her company if rumors of Jacques's failing kidneys were of any note,) had put him to work in a mine as a political prisoner of Atlas because his father was a member of the Atlas chapter of the White Fang, suffice to say he'd rather not interact with her on his journey to Beacon… The SDC brand still itched from time to time.

Expensive as the flight might have been, some fault of his own, Siniy was happy to be attending Beacon. Prometheus academy in Mantle, the uniform of which he still wore out of frugality, as it was one of five that were custom tailored to his oversized dimentions, might have admitted Faunus quite regularly, and had a knack for taking problem children, but Atlas Academy would have turned him away the second his status as an undocumented citizen came up. Being a faunus was no help. Beacon had no such qualms about those lack of records. Come to think of it, the heiress across the cabin from Siniy was attending Beacon, or so the tabloids said… Why though?

The airship shook slightly, and there was an uncharacteristic thunk of something hitting the exterior of the craft. Looking up from the newspaper he was reading, Siniy saw that the Airship had been boarded… Oh just his luck, the Vale Chapter of the White Fang, 3, 4, 5 members total by his count… Jokes on them, they didn't have any friends of his to kill this time around. Slowly, Siniy took his beanie off, and looked around the cabin as the Fang members started going about robbing everyone in first class. Spotting one other faunus passenger in the cabin, a dog by the looks of his tail, Siniy nodded, and the Faunus gave him a thumbs up, which Siniy returned. Two humans looked back from the rows that had already been robbed, and whispered to themselves, audible to the sensitive ears of the white bear among them. "I think those two faunus are going to try to save us." The dog faunus shook his head, as Siniy nodded with his lips pursed together, as the closest White Fang member approached him.

"Brother, whatever your reason for sitting with the Schnee we ask you to help us kill-" A giant fist impacted the boar tusked jaw of the Fang member. Siniy stood up from his seat, his head hitting the ceiling of the cabin even in a slouch, as he pulled his weapon out of the overhead (eye level for him) rack. Tossing the case at the next nearest Fang member, Siniy deployed the spade head from his multi-tool machine Gun, "Two Theaters," walked over to the next Fang member, and thwacked him over the head.

By this point Weiss herself had taken action, pulling her rapier "Myrtenaster," from it's case to lunge at the 4th and 5th White Fang members, only to be swept aside by a 6th member that had entered the cabin with a broadsword. Deploying the axe head of his weapon, Siniy swept the legs out from under the 6th man before he could seriously hurt the heiress, then hit him over the head with the butt stock. Weiss looked up at the imposing faunus before her and muttered under her breath. "Thank you."

Not acknowledging the Schnee, Siniy dropped his machine gun, and grabbed the 4th and 5th terrorist as they charged at him. Essentially shoving them to the floor and then falling on them, the 2000 pound man bear repeatedly shoved their smaller frames into the floor until they looked winded and dazed enough to be tied up. Picking up his machine gun, Siniy walked to the access door that led to the roof of the airship. If there was a boarding party, then there was another airship.

Weiss followed behind Siniy, preparing a set of fire dust cylinders for her rapier. Once Siniy squeezed through the hallway, busted open the roof hatch, and climbed outside, he spotted the nearby airship, as did Weiss when she poked her head out of the hatch. "Great." Weiss said, as she prepared a red glyph to attempt to shoot at the airship, only for Siniy to deploy the barrel from the machine gun. Modeled after the Atlas AN/M3 aircraft mounted gun, "Two Theaters," was almost as long as Weiss was tall, yet looked like any normal rifle to the 9 foot 5 man.

Siniy grabbed the stock grip, and the heat shroud of the barrel handle, and shouldered the weapon, then cast a single glance at the heiress next to him. "Can that fancy spell affect my bullets?" He asked, only for her to scoff, then put the fire glyph she created over the muzzle of the gun. Siniy depressed the trigger, and a string of red reached out from the muzzle of his gun at 1,300 rounds per minute, ripping into the aircraft loitering near them, and catching it on fire. Within just 5 seconds the White Fang Airship had pulled away.

Siniy folded up his weapon, and cast a single glance down at Weiss before going back into the cabin, and finishing his newspaper. Shortly after, Weiss returned to her seat, and spared a single glance at the giant, before balling her fists.