Before anything else, I own nothing but the original characters, and content therein related to them. RWBY is owned by RT, and any mentioned creator's work belongs to them, and them alone. Rest in peace Monty, your vision lives on in us all.
CHAPTER 5
As everyone was launched, Clayton sailed a good bit shorter than the rest as he weighed more and was less aerodynamic. That however hadn't hindered him in the slightest. Once he hit treetop level, his raw upper body strength and arboreal locomotive skills allowed him to swing from tree branch to tree branch, in an attempt to catch up to Ruby.
In the air above, Pale held his hat in place before preparing to snag his bayonet into the side of a tree in an attempt to slow down. The blade dug deep, and all forward momentum was halted, as he started sliding down, the edge of the oversized knife stopping him only a foot from the forest floor.
Siniy, accepted that he was SOL for a real landing strategy, and just decided to let his aura take the hit from the fall. There was very little chance he would run into any grimm that his gun wouldn't be able to keep at a distance, and Siniy himself was as tall as an average beowulf alpha, and god's knew how many times as strong, so jogging around at half energy was acceptable.
Halcyone attempted to use the recoil of her gun to slow her fall, the few gravity dust rounds she had being only just enough to make the crash right into a tree acceptably less painful than it would have been otherwise. Once she'd landed, she started heading north towards the relics. If she found someone along the way, more power to them for becoming her partner.
Clayton thought he saw movement off to his left, and altered his course to find whatever he saw. Dropping to the forest floor, and walking the last five feet, Clayton shoved a tree branch out of the way, and was immediately met with the muzzle end of a rifle, and a long bayonet attached to it. "Ah great." The boy in grey said, lowering the gun.
"You don't seem too particularly happy to have found a partner so soon after landing." Clayton said, pointing out the long engraving down the nearby tree.
"You're not exactly my first pick, to put it lightly… Shit, might as well play nice… Names Pale." The now identified boy said, holding out a hand. Curse his luck, damn it all, to perdition with it. Why'd Pale have to be found by the monkey of all people… This was a massive detriment to his plans. He couldn't get away with putting Belladonna down if he had a teammate constantly on his back that was one of the animals, worse still if he was one of the Fang. With a sigh, Pale decided to bite the bullet and accept his teammate. He could work around this once conditions were different and not immediately life threatening. Speaking of life threatening, was that a growl coming from behind him?