Niren Argent: Niren woke up after a dream that managed to spook him, he was vaguely aware of Talia moving so he could get up, he smiled and crossed his room and opened the door, he walked out into the luxurious dorm that Ozpin had given them, rather than the cramped one everyone else had, this one had two bathrooms, a kitchen, four rooms, one for each team member, and a decent sized living area. Niren crossed the area to the door that led to Vanir's room, he knew the fool most likely had a hangover.
Niren knocked on Vanir's door, he was surprised when it was opened by Mithril "How did you get in here?" He asked her in a whisper, Mithril only nodded towards Vanir, who had covered his face with a pillow when he heard Niren's voice. "I'll get Talia." Was all he said, he knew Vanir had a hangover and would need some help getting over it.
Niren had just closed the door on Vanir as he sat in a tub filled with ice water, Talia's semblance had it's uses outside of combat, the brawler however was not pleased with being forced out of his bed to help Vanir with a hangover, but she did agree that if Lirril saw him like that she would worry over him all day, in spite of the fact that him and Mithril were an item.
"So, is the dumbass going to be ok?" Talia asked while walking over to the living areas couch with three cups of coffee, Mithril was using the shower and Talia was just trying to be nice, "Give him some time, he needs to be at least somewhat sober when he gets yelled at by Goodwitch for breaking that guy's arm and fighting the Schnee." Niren said while sitting down and accepting the cup from Talia. Niren enjoyed sitting with Talia in a comfortable silence, unlike the friendship between Vanir and Lirril, were they both yelled at each other in the middle of a fight, both of them generally agreed with each other.
The door on the opposite side of the dorm opened and Mithril walked out of the bathroom, fully dressed in her usual black tank top and brown jeans, her hair still damp from the water, she crossed the room and took a seat on one of the single person chairs near the table, were Talia had left the third cup. "So, Vanir gets to be yelled at today, you wanna try for the festival again?" She asked after taking a sip from the cup. "Depends on how Lirril is feeling about it." Niren said, also taking a sip from his cup of coffee.
"We can go to the festival again, i don't mind." Lirril said while standing in her doorway, she was still in her pajamas, which always made Niren wonder how someone like her winds up wearing a nightgown instead of something else.
Lirril Evergreen: "Niren, stop staring, you don't want a nose bleed do you?" Lirril said while putting her hands on her hips, Talia's face was bright red and she was already moving to punch the sniper. Lirril smiled as she watched Talia beat him up, for a former soldier he should have been able to handle her, but Niren was usually disoriented in the mornings, and yesterday's events most likely did not help.
"So, how do you feel about the festival?" Mithril asked her, trying not to laugh at Niren's cries for help. Lirril took a moment to look like she was thinking, she wanted to watch the fights and enjoy some food, but she also did not want to risk getting attacked by the Knights again. "Why the hell not? It's not like the Knights care about their rules of engagement anymore." She said with a shrug.
When Lirril walked back out into the living area, Niren had a bandage over his nose after Talia had given him a nosebleed, and Vanir was silently drinking a very large glass of water, Mithril was holding sitting next to him. "You guy's going to the festival?" He asked, Lirril nodded. "Well keep me a seat, i'll show up later, gotta go talk to Ozpin and Goodwitch, keep Rennic and the others from causing trouble eh?" Vanir said after drinking the rest of his water and getting up to leave, he was already dressed in his usual clothes, minus the armor on his chest and legs, as well as his left arm.
"We may as well go then." Lirril said, walking towards the door only a few moments after Vanir, the others got up to leave as well, "Nexus and the others will meet us there." Mithril said, putting her scroll away.
Vanir Argent: Vanir stood in the elevator leading up to Ozpin's office, glad that he didn't have to walk up all those damn stairs, he knew the Ironwood and the other Schnee would be there, with her it was like fate decided to mix his two least favorite things together, Schnee's, and the military. "I smell booze." He said as he walked out of the elevator, still slightly drunk.
Vanir noted that Ozpin was looking more tired than usual, he was most likely dealing with a large amount of flak from the Council, but he wasn't the one the reeked of booze, it was the man standing near him. "Who are you?" The man asked him.
"Vanir Argent, at your service." He said while bowing slightly, Ozpin only nodded at him. "Vanir, because of what happened last night, the council has decided that until, the matter involving the Argent Knights has been resolved, you are to have a chaperone." The Headmaster said. Vanir only covered his face.
"That bad huh?" He asked Ozpin, the other man only drank from a flask, Vanir could smell the contents of it, "So that's the drunk who pissed of Winter." He thought to himself. "Yes, it is that bad, i told the Council that you don't need someone watching your every move, and that it would be a bad idea to put someone who is woefully unprepared for your…. attitude to do this." Ozpin said while looking at his cup. "So… let me guess, i get stuck with someone from the military." Vanir said while starting to pace back and forth across the circle of glass that revealed several large gears. Ozpin remained very calm before speaking again.
"They have decided to assign a very skilled member of the military, who also needs to be watched." Ozpin said, Vanir noticed the drunk was smiling slightly. "Oh god no." Was all Vanir said when he figured out who his chaperone was going to be. "You can't assign that witch to watch over me." He said, moving towards the elevator, only to be stopped when Goodwitch walked out, with Ironwood and Winter in tow.
"This is going to be a long week." Was all he said to himself as he moved a hand down his face.