Junia intro,

'I shouldn't be here.' Junia observed those surrounding her. Every last one of them had the same muscle tone, but just more of it than she did. She knew her legs were strong from the years of dance lessons, but to those surrounding her she looked as if she could be blown away by a light breeze. An audible sigh escaped her, and she prayed that no one had heard it. Those around her continued to converse amongst themselves and seemed to ignore her for the most part, much to her releif.

'Why did I want to become a huntress? I am nothing compared to these people, especially that girl who looks like she could kill me in one hit. She is bigger than half the guys here!'

A slight jolt shook the craft as it touched down on the landing platform. Watching the others exit she noted a massive female wolf faunus, a girl with a white overcoat and bow, a male with black hair and interesting choice of clothing, and finally a pink clad and orange haired female who was buzzing around the male. Junia waited for the others to stand and move to the exit before following behind them. She was the last to disembark the craft, most of the others now milling about in the courtyard. It took a few moments for the cooler weather of Vale made itself known. A slight wind made her shiver. The dress she wore, usually comfortable clothing in the seaside climate of Menagerie, offered little in the way of protection here. She had prepared for this however with a hoodie and jeans in her pack. Now, she needed to find a suitable place to change.

'My legs feel stiff, at least I know how to remedy that. Thank you dancing classes. Now, I need to find a place to do that…' Luckily, a decently secluded spot was not far from where the landing pads were. The stiffness provided a decent distraction from the discomfort provided by Vale's climate, observing the grounds as she walked to her chosen destination.

'This place is gorgeous. I wonder who designed it.' She had picked a spot that was near a fountain and some arches that would allow her to stretch without being gawked at, not that she considered herself particularly attractive, but still.

She reached over her head and grabbed her right wrist, leaning herself to the left until she felt the muscle relax, then she did the same for her other side. Her back popped.

'Ahhhh, that's better.' Something caught her eye as she bent herself backwards to stretch her abdominal muscles. She enjoyed that stretch so much she let her eyes wander around those across the courtyard from her.

'By the broken moon... what am I doing here?' Feeling like a sheep among wolves... or at least a child amongst adults she couldn't help but feel a bit envious, especially of the white-haired female with a rather menacing looking blonde flanking her.

'At least I have more curves than she does… That is Weiss Schnee isn't it. If they don't have curves and muscle, then they have money.' She bent over at the waist and put the top of her head on the ground.

To Junia this seemed like a competition for who had the best, most athletic figure, and she was being defeated handily by those she saw, save for the one poor guy vomiting.

'At least I can keep my lunch down… and I didn't get a concussion from being run over by a careless person. Things are looking up.' She giggled a little as she watched the blonde get flattened by one of the girls she recognized that was on her flight. A cloaked figure entered her view before vanishing into the crowd, indistinguishable from the rest.

"Hey!" Junia jumped a little as she heard a voice from behind her. The guy that was vomiting approached her with a goofy smile and a wave.

"Please don't sneak up on me." She was annoyed at the fact that someone might have been watching her.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you." He scratched the back of his head.

"You didn't frighten me. I was just surprised, and it seemed like everyone else was in the courtyard anyway."

"Well, I am Jaune, Jaune Arc, short sweet, rolls of the tongue, ladies love it." He flexed his bicep.

"Do they?" She asked, raising an eyebrow and scowling, obviously put off by his statement.

"Of course, they do!"

"Right."

"Yeah, ladies love confidence."

"Sure." She was growing tired of this conversation.

"Exactly, I didn't catch your name."

"Junia." She answered, not wanting to be rude, but looking for an escape from the conversation. "I need to go get checked in. See you later I guess."

"I hope so." He winked at her, reading her reaction completely wrong.

'I really hope I don't run into him in the future.'