Off the Boat
"~beep~ You have - one - new message. Press one to- ~beep~"
"Hey Col, it's me. Uhm...look, something came up again tonight...I'm sorry. I know I promised we'd eat together tonight too, but a couple of the others from class want to see Klo in action. They even managed to nick the key to the Grimm enclosures! I could hardly turn them down, soooo, yeah. I promise that i'll make it up to you big time. Honest. I gotta go now. Give me a call back when you can okay? I'll see you later. Bye little brother...I love you."
Colton Azure liked flying. It brought a sense of freedom to him that he could hardly compare - mainly because he could see for miles around - so whenever the opportunity to fly in an airship came up, he grabbed at it like it was going to be the last thing he ever did.
However, in this instance, the journey was incomparable to the destination.
Beacon Academy.
Colton was leaning against one of the large windows that dominated the passenger cabin, a facade of calm disinterest held on his features as Beacon came into sight, despite his rising excitement and nerves. Pretty quickly, he was swamped by the other first years as they clamoured for a glance at their new home. Colton pushed his way slowly to the back of the crowd, running the claws of his gauntleted left hand through his spiky brown hair.
Some of the others were making their ways to the exits, impatient to see the academy up close Colton joined the thin procession and blended once more into the background. It was how he had survived after the incident, blending seamlessly with a crowd, avoiding any and all attention that it had happened afforded him. Sure, it meant he had a few less friends and not much to focus on other than studying or training, but it was easier to live that way back then. Unfortunately, now, at the time that making yourself noticeable - making friends - was quite important, the behaviour that was second nature stopped him from doing anything about it. Then again, his clothes weren't as...out there as the attire of some of the other first years, he had even seen a girl dressed in some sort of amazonian armor. He wore a black t-shirt underneath a sleeveless blue jacket and brown combats tucked into shin high combat boots. Hardly noticeable.
Colton was snapped from his reverie as he felt the airship slow to a stop. They had arrived.
Cocking his head slightly, he could hear excited cheers from back the way he had came, the other first years were obviously celebrating their arrival at their future. Adjusting the leather knapsack slung over his shoulder, knocking it against the wide bladed gladius that was sheathed at the bottom of his back, he continued on his way to the exit.