Chapter 03: Orientation
Liseran Mathews walked down yet another paved walkway that wound around yet another garden on Beacon's campus. She got dropped off early due to her pilot having some kind of emergency and would be unable to drop her off at the later date. Professor Goodwitch was very understanding and let her sleep in the ballroom with her sleeping bag. Apparently after the orientation all first year students would be sleeping in the ballroom until they finished their initiation and were assigned their own rooms. Bored she spun her trident in its sheathed staff form to stave off boredom. [Hehe, spin the staff to STAVE off boredom. That's funny, I wish there was someone I could tell that too. It's a good icebreaker!]
The last airship bringing students should be arriving so they should be calling them all to the auditorium soon. Liz hummed to herself as she came across the shuttle port and noticed an expensive looking, and thus obviously privately owned airship was docked. She proceeded to whistle the tune she hummed earlier as she walked over to the airship.
[Is it dropping off a student? I wonder if they are a boy or a girl? Maybe it was a diplomat meeting Ozpin? Hmmm doubtful, they wouldn't visit on the first day for students...right? They'd have to know how much more Professor Ozpin would have on his plate today...well, only one way to know for sure!]
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Fae stepped off the ramp and took a deep breath. She smiled at the faint scent of flowers that lined the walkways and the fresh air. Her thoughts were interrupted when Charles spoke up from atop the airship's ramp, "M'lady, are you sure you do not wish to take more personal effects with you? I'm sure that once they see who is inquiring they'll be more amenable to making an exception..." A quiet sigh went unnoticed by her butler as she spun around to speak with him. "Yes Charles, for the seventeenth time, I am certain I have brought all the necessities."
Charles bowed deeply as he continued, "Apologies M'lady. When you write home please add a note if you find yourself in need of anything, anything at all! We will have it prepared and sent within the hour!" A sad chuckle passed from her lips as she knew he wasn't exaggerating.
"Ello!" Surprised to hear someone address them Fae turned away from Charles to see a grey eyed girl with a staff slung across her shoulders eyeing her. Fae quickly took in the other girl's appearance. She wore a leather jacket over her purple t-shirt that was a shade or two darker than her hair, which was pulled back into a simple ponytail. Dark brown cargo shorts and long leather boots that stopped just shy of her knees completed her apparel. The girl looked her in the eye and grinned innocently as she stepped closer,
"Wow, you have pretty eyes! Hehe anyways I am Liseran Mathews! Is this your airship? It looks different from most airships so I figured it was privately owned! I was wondering who would be showing up today, but you're here to be a student huh?" During her ramble Liz slid her staff onto her back and started talking with her hands. [Well she is certainly forward! Uh oh...] Charles had stepped forward, and inclined his head to Liseran. "Greetings Miss Mathews. This is Lady Faerien'diaz Von-Vert, of-" Much to their surprise, Liseran dashed forward and took Fae's hands in her own and cut off Charles' introduction. Fae's bracelets clinked as the other girl briskly shook her hand up and down.
"Ooooh~ I've heard of you! The young princess of Vertile! Well not really a princess, no queen or kings there. But your family ruled there for years~ why are you coming to Beacon? Not that I'm complaining, Remnant needs all the huntsmen and huntresses it can get but-" Her ramble was cut short when a feminine voice rang throughout the grounds. "Attention all first year students. Please make your way to the auditorium for your orientation."
"Ah! I gotta go! Well you do too I guess but~" She stopped shaking Fae's hand for a moment and seemed to concentrate. She lightly tapped Fae's hand and for a moment Fae could have sworn that Liseran eyes turned green. "I'll find you later! Bye!" And just like that she ran off. Charles chuckled as he turned to look at her. "Well, she was certainly...spirited." Fae giggled as Charles turned somber. "Well it is good to see that even here, your reputation precedes you." Swiftly Fae ducked her head to hide her wince, that was actually something she hopped to avoid. "I hope you will be well milady." He bowed and stepped back onto the airship as she politely inclined her head towards him in thanks. [After all, he would 'remind' me of my image if I tried to address him less formally.] With a light tug she pulled her single suitcase behind her as she stepped into Beacon.
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Fae walked down the hallway that lead to the auditorium. Near the entrance she was asked to sign in and passed off her luggage. They would arrange for it to be brought to her room after they were assigned, but if she needed something out of it she could just ask any of the staff for assistance. The final set of door were open giving her a clear view of the auditorium. It was, summed up in one word...packed. Overly so. Were there really this many first years attending Beacon? She walked in and looked around at the sea of faces.
Most students opted to hold on to their weapons, a few were transforming them, showing off to their peers. Fae hung back unsure on where to go and mingle when she hear the crackle of a microphone. "Greetings first year students." An instant hush fell over the crowd and as one they turned to face the woman on stage. Up on the stage stood a blond woman with glasses and a purple cape. Fae tried to get a better look but she couldn't really tell much more from the distance they stood apart.
"As you may have guessed, I am Glynda Goodwitch. I would like to formally welcome you all to Beacon. Well done for coming this far. Before we continue however your headmaster, Professor Ozpin, would like to say a few words." She stepped to the side and Fae caught a glimpse of a tall pale man with silver hair and green clothes before the crowd pressed in each student trying to silently get a better look.
"I'll try to be brief. Our world is experiencing a wonderful time of peace. Peace that was not entirely founded upon good intentions. War, racism, and the ever present threat of the Creatures of Grimm, have brought us together, united in the face of a common foe. Amongst you number the best and brightest the kingdoms have to offer...but that alone is not enough. Peace is the result of hard work and effort put in tirelessly by men and women across the world. We will train you, and give access to the skills necessary to continue to uphold that peace. Unfortunately those very same skills can be used to destroy it. Ultimately it is up to each and everyone one of you, to uphold your morals through the trials you will undoubtedly face, or this peace will not last. In the end, that choice lies with you."
As he stepped away from the microphone as the students murmured to each other. That was...rather dark. She expected a bit more of a pep talk or something. Professor Goodwitch had stepped back up and continued to speak. "Tonight first year students will sleep in the ballroom. Sleeping bags will be provided to those who forgot them, and your initiation begins tomorrow. You have the rest of the day to prepare yourselves and explore the grounds. You are dismissed."
That was...brief. Unhelpful. Unorthodox. What kind of orientation was this? Where were the dorms, the classrooms, the cafeteria, the headmaster's office, training rooms-
"Faaaaaaaaaaaaae~" Her musings were cut short when Liz seemed to materialize out of nowhere and tackle her with a hug. "Wha-how'd you-" Fae started as she turned to Liz and WATCHED as the girl's eyes turned from green to grey. An infectious smile broke across the purple haired girl's face as she backed off with and curtsied. "Your-your eyes just...what?" Liz's eyes went wide as she covered her mouth in shock. "Wow you caught that? Hehe, it's part of my semblance! Anyways come on!"
Before the young noble could protest she grabbed Fae by the hand and dragged her from the room. "Wait! Where are we going?" Liz let go to spin around and face her with an excited grin, "To the sparring hall! Earlier while I was wandering around one of the staff mentioned that the sparring halls are holding a tournament of sorts! Upperclassmen are given extra credit to encourage them to participate. First years are allowed to spar to the first hit. Lets them test the waters but not tire themselves out for the initiation! It will also give us a chance to see what our peers can do! It'll be fun so~...let's go!" Faerien was about to question how Liz knew where to go, but the words died unspoken when she saw that the irises of Liseran's eyes had changed colors once more. However this time they were yellow. [What is going on? What is with her eyes?]
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Warren urgently slid through the crowd as Glynda started her closing speech. As soon as he managed to reach the end of the stage, he watched as Professor Ozpin disappeared backstage. [Damn! Well...damn!] He didn't see any other option so, Warren approached the shadowed area off to the side and sank into the darkness. Warren grit his teeth as he forced himself through the force that resisted his movement when he Shadow Walked. As quickly as he was able he made his way up the wall and under the curtain. After a quick inspection failed to reveal anyone he stepped out of the shadows backstage. Now he just had to find where Ozpin had walked off to...
"Now there is something you don't see everyday." Warren froze as he heard someone speak from behind him. The silence that followed was broken when the headmaster took a sip of his coffee. Warren turned to face the man completely at a loss as to where Ozpin came from. [I didn't see anyone back here! Where the hell did he pop out of!?]
"Warren Marune. When Qrow told me he wanted me to approve your application to Beacon, I must admit I was surprised. I did not expect you to be within Vale, or carrying on your late parents work. Though it is several years late, you have my condolences for your loss." A sharp intake of breath could be heard from the young faunus as he found himself at a loss for words. In fact he felt like he could hardly breath. [What the hell is with this guy?]
Ozpin seemed to sense his rising panic and gestured for Warren to follow as he walked past the young faunus. "I knew your parents. Well your mother at least. It is fairly common for the headmasters of the four kingdoms to know all the active huntsmen and huntresses on, at the very least, a first name basis. Your father I knew by name and via a rare occasional correspondence. After all any work in pursuit of preserving the life of our hunters is commendable. Though I was under the impression that their work was destroyed in a Grimm attack, and their only son was assumed dead as there was no body ever found."
The silver haired man spared Warren a glance as they walked, "I see now that you simply took the prototype with you, and improved upon it as well!" At that comment Warren finally found his voice, though he couldn't help the tremor that snuck in, "Not by much. I only really managed to finish building what was in the design specifications and apply them to the prototype. As far as actual improvements..."
The headmaster reached over and hit the button to summon an elevator as he contemplated Warren's words. "I see. Qrow mentioned that you were having difficulty facing a King Tijitsu. Though based off his description of your fight, you weren't running the Overdrive Protocol. A wise choice, keeping that in reserve as an ace in the hole. However...You will do well to remember that even if you hold a winning hand: a card that is never used, is a card wasted."
Warren stared at him. He couldn't help it. His jaw dropped and he just stared at him in blatant shock. The professor offered him a sympathetic smile as he continued his musings. "In any event my office is at the top of this tower. I was going to have someone escort you here after the orientation to discuss your admittance but seeing as you...found me on your own, that doesn't really seem necessary. Welcome to Beacon Mr. Marune."
The elevator slid shut and Warren was left stunned on the other side of the door. The War Suit was still considered classified information by the Atlas military. He couldn't find any additional information about it anywhere. The only information he did has was whatever CANA managed to download before they left. Not to mention the Overdrive Protocol wasn't part of the original design, it was something that was added after the Marunes left the Atlas R&D. For Ozpin to know all that information just of the top of his head...For the first time in a long time Warren felt completely and utterly out of his league.
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[I am completely and utterly out of my league. I am completely and UTTERLY out of my league. I am-] Ozwald sat at a table in the cafeteria in an attempt to grab a late lunch when Coco found him. They were eventually joined by Velvet and then several of their very attractive friends. At this point Oz was sitting at a table surrounded by a dozen attractive females and awaited the point for one of them to notice him and shoo him away. Or for Coco to tease him with 'that joke' and the others to kill him before he could have a chance to explain himself.
"So Coco! Who's the cutie next to you?" [FINALLY! Someone noticed me! Now I just have to excuse mysel- wait...cutie?] With a slightly surprised expression, Ozwald looked over at the girl who spoke. Long dark blue hair, so dark it was practically black and tanned skin like she spent her whole life out in the sun. She leaned forward and their eyes met.[... I think I'll stick around a little while longer...]
Coco laughed loudly when she noticed the exchange and elbowed him in the ribs. "Believe it or not, I just met him today. So I don't know if he is taken or not." Almost every girl at the table turned and started to appraise him. Startled he fought and failed to hide the blush that rose to his cheeks and colored his ears as his earlier train of thought resumed. [I am so far out of my league. I am so far out of my league...] The girl with sapphire like eyes grinned as she caught his eyes again. "Well? Are you?" Frozen in place he stared at her, much to Coco's immense enjoyment.
Velvet gave him a pitiful look and nudged him in an attempt to prompt a response from him. Unfortunately he simply blurted out the last thing he had on his mind. "I am so far out of my league. I am-"
Oz stopped himself and there was a long moment of silence before Coco started to howl with laughter to the point where she fell out of her seat. With everyone's attention on Coco, Ozwald practically ran from his seat. Swiftly he ducked into the men's restroom and washed his face in an attempt to forget that incident ever happened...and pretend that he did not just give Coco something else to tease him about. Despondent he dried his hands and left the bathroom, but as he approached the cafeteria door, it opened and-
"Oh! Hello again." Nervously he forced a smile onto his face and hoped that he didn't look too embarrassed he turned. "Don't worry about Coco. She's always like that. Anyways, I don't think we were ever introduced. My name is Aqua. Aqua Galantaea." She stuck out her hand and Oz gratefully shook it as he replied with, "It is nice to meet you, Aqua." She smiled and waited. After a few moments she gave a rolling gesture with her free hand. As her gesture obviously confused him, she rolled her eyes with a laugh and commented, "This is where you say, 'Hello Aqua! I am, out of my league! I would tell you my name but I guess I prefer to be called-' "
"Ozwald Marigold." This time he managed to keep from blushing and kept his gaze level. Aqua's gaze dropped as she stepped away with a subtle smirk. "Well, Ozwald. Maybe you were not as far out of your league as you think." With a wink she turned and walked away from him. As she left a slow dorky smile crossed his features as he thought to himself, [Coco's right. This is the best start-]
His eyes went wide as he shook his head. [Oum help me did I just admit Coco is right!?]
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Liz shoved open the doors and ran inside the training room. The room was shaped like an amphitheater, with elevated seating placed around the central arena so the fights couldn't spill into the stands. Fae calmly proceeded down the stairs as she noted that Liz had already sprinted down to the bottom of the seating area and had started to cheer for one of the contestants currently sparring. There weren't many people, only the upper classmen so far. It had not been that long after Ozpin's speech ended so that was to be expected. A loud buzzer sounded and a boisterous voice rang out from the speakers around the room.
"Ah-ha! And with that the match is over! Well fought! Now, for those just entering greetings! My name is Professor Port! As you can tell we are holding little sparring matches, so you can see what your peers are capable of and see how you measure up! Due to your initiation being tomorrow, the rounds will only last till the first hit! Each of you are also limited to five rounds to prevent any of you from tiring yourselves out and depleting your auras too far. Pit your weapons, your wit, your bullets against each other and see who comes out...Victorious!"
Faerien had early on in the speech given up on her attempt to find the speaker. Where ever he was his voice was broadcast throughout the room. Next to her, Liz was practically vibrating in place, clearly she had trouble with self restraint. Professor Port's voice rang through the room once more, "Very well then! Who is next?" Before she knew what had happened, her hand was yanked upwards and lifted into the air. Shocked she managed to school her features to reflect only slight surprise as she stared at Liz. Only then did she registered the words the eccentric girl shouted. "Us next! We are ready! Please?"
As she tried to protest, the professor responded with a laugh, "So eager! Very well! Enter the ring and register your scrolls!" Oh no. Her name would pop up. If ANYONE knew who she was, everyone in the room would soon find out. So much for a low profile. She noticed that Liz had disappeared. Probably already in the ring. With a sigh Fae jumped the railing and dropped into the ring. There was a brief silence as the professor spoke from off to the side of the ring, thankfully this time it wasn't broadcast through the whole room. "Especially eager it seems. Though next time the stairs may prove preferable, hm?" Fae ducked her head in embarrassment as she passed the professor her scroll.
He passed it over a tablet he held in his off hand. After a pause the tablet 'dinged' to indicate that it successfully scanned before he passed her scroll back. In a rush Liz dashed over from the foot of the stairs across the ring. She grinned as he repeated the process for her. Quietly so the professor wouldn't overhear, or at the very least would know to ignore her words, she hissed in a low whisper, "Why~?" The smirk on Liseran's face widened into a dazzling smile as she responded in a similar whisper. "Why not? People have a hard time hiding their intentions in a fight. You seem nice but can you hold your own? What kind of person are you really?"
With that said, Liseran stepped off with a purposeful stride. When she reached the line painted on the floor on the opposite side of the arena she turned to face her soon to be opponent. Without warning, Liz's eyes flickered between several colors as she drew her staff and spun it around with a small flourish before she settled in a ready stance. One iris was red, the other green. Fae forced herself to relax and loosened her Six-Slicer pistols in their holsters.
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Ozwald wandered about the school in a daze. [Maybe not as far out of your league as you think? Was she just teasing me? Or did she actually mean that?] He opened another set of doors and found a large crowded room with a railing around the center of the room. Near the railing stood Velvet with a...camera? [Why did she have a old fashion camera? Scrolls could take pictures...next to her was that wolf faunus. What was his name again? Right! Warren.] Warren looked bored as leaned over the railing.
Eager for something else to focus on he wandered over to them, but before he could ask what they were up to a voice rang throughout the room. "Very well! Next match Liseran Mathews vs. Faerien'diaz Von-Vert!" The crowd went silent before everyone in the room rushed to the edge of the ring. Squashed into a spot between Warren and Velvet he looked at the two girls who faced off in the ring. Everyone's attention seemed to be drawn to the girl with green eyes and long black hair pulled into a braided ponytail. Uncomfortable, but unwilling to give up his spot he managed to ask as the professor called out for them to start, "What is all this?" Warren grunted as he watched the fight while Velvet shushed him, her camera snapping pictures. "I need to focus, wait till after the fight!" Gunshots rung out and Oz shrugged.
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As soon as Professor Port called begin Fae had drawn her pistols and fired several shots before she darted to the side and continued to fire.
Liz spun her staff as it started to change. Neatly she deflected the initial barrage as the point of her trident came to rest on the ground. One quick proposition shot launched her into the air away from the oncoming barrage.
Fae stopped and popped the clip out of one of her pistols. The pistol spun up into the air from a light toss as grabbed one of the dust imbued clips as she continued to fire with her other hand. A shot was fired from her opponent in mid air. This time the shot was fired from the blunt end of the trident, which propelled Liseran point first at Fae.
Swiftly Fae rolled forward under the dive as she replaced the clip. She flipped her other pistol around as it shifted into its hatchet form. As soon as Liz landed she swung her trident around, but Fae managed to block with her hatchet and fired with her freshly loaded pistol at point blank range. The buzzer sounded and Liz frowned.
"With that we have a winner! First strike to Faerien! Congratulations, marvelous fight!" With an lazy twist of the wrist, Fae tossed the hatchet into the air as it transformed. As soon as it finished shifting it fell into her open palm allowing her to stow the pistols back in their holsters. With a slight pout Liz sighed as her trident reverted to its staff state before she stowed it on her back. Instantly she bounced back to her cheerful self, "That was fun! You're faster than I gave you credit for, though in a room this small I'd always be at a disadvantage." Fae tilted her head in confusion and Professor Port spoke up. "Ms. Mathews here holds the highest score in both sharpshooting accuracy and distance, in this year's pool of applicants. One of the highest we've seen in many years in fact." Liz grinned and spun to the stairs. "I'm gonna watch a few more matches. Later~"
Fae smiled slightly to herself. She always thought snipers had to be patient and calm, apparently appearances can be VERY deceiving. As she reached the stairs she saw out of the corner of her eye someone get shoved over the railing. Confused, she stopped and turned to see what was going on as a short male in dark clothing jumped the railing and passed his scroll to the professor, and utterly ignored the boy he pushed.
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While Liz and Fae stowed their weapons Velvet leaned over to Oz and showed him the camera. "What do you think?" Oz glanced down and saw several shots of Fae's legs and Liz's back. "Uh...they are, very clear?" Velvet smiled shyly, "I recently rebuilt on lens, so I am glad they are coming through clear." With a nervous nod Ozwald kept himself silent, as he had no idea what else to say without hurting her feelings. He glanced over at Warren who had looked at the camera as well. Warren took one look at Oz and shook his head in disbelief before he mouthed the words, 'Their Weapons. Dumbass.'
[What about-oh! Velvet took pictures OF their weapons.] Before either of them could speak someone from behind them spoke up. "What crummy pictures. Couldn't even get clear shots of their faces. But what would you expect from an animal?"
Oz went stiff and almost missed Warren that pulled something out of his pocket and placed it in his hood. Velvet shrunk away from the guy behind them as Oz turned and glared at him. "Animal? Sorry the only ignorant beast you'll ever see is the one you'll find in a mirror." The guy towered over them by at least a six inches and considering Ozwald was 5'10", this guy was massive. On his back was a large maul with a rifle barrel in the shaft. "Pathetic, sticking up for the thing. See? It knows I'm right that's why it's not denying- gah!"
He was interrupted when Warren stepped forward grabbed him by his shirt and threw him over the railing. "CANA, activate Overdrive protocol on all available combat systems on my mark. Sorry Velvet, but I'm going to beat the living shit out of this guy." As he jumped up onto the railing Oz saw that he had pulled his hood down and had some kind of earpiece with a lens covering his left eye. Warren winked at Velvet, "You can have the next one." With that he jumped over the railing. Without a care in the world, he calmly walked over to Professor Port and handed the teacher his scroll without a word as he passed the older man and took his spot across the arena. The professor's disapproval was clear on his face as he simply held Warren's scroll in hand. At least until the idiot opened his mouth.
"What the fuck is your problem you-" he got a good look at Warren as he pulled his hoodie off and engaged the Fists of War. "You fucking animal! I'll teach you not to screw with me!" The professor's look turned to understanding as he turned to the other student. "Jayde Lagune. First, you are being challenged to a match, the time for trash talk is over. Second, if you make one more racial slur I will personally ensure you are on the first airship back to Vale. Finally either accept the challenge and fight, or get out of my sight." Jayde growled as he stormed over and shoved his scroll towards the professor. With a sigh Professor Port scanned Jayde scroll and passed it back to the prospective student. Jayde's name popped up with his aura level displayed while Port made his way over to Warren. The professor repeated the process and returned Warren's scroll to him as he looked at Jayde's aura levels. Not bad, somewhat higher than the average student. Warren's name popped up with his aura level seconds later...almost fully double Jayde's. The crowd went silent and everyone heard Warren growl out the word. "Mark." His whole body glowed as his aura activated, the silver and maroon trimmings on his gauntlets seemed to flicker violently as his jet black aura danced across weapon.
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Oz pointed to the screen, as he whispered to Velvet, "What's going on? His aura levels are dropping!"
"You haven't heard the rumors?"
They both turned to see Coco had arrived. She shrugged and continued, "It is his weapon. Somehow it drains aura, but in turn is practically weightless and incredibly powerful. There has been talk of his exploits of Grimm slaying for a while now, taking on monsters that most people leave for professional Huntsmen. At least that is what the rumors about the Black Armored Wolf say. I'd say it looks to be true."
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Jayde growled as he pulled his hammer from his back. "Are you ready to regret ever coming to Beacon?" Silence reigned as Warren didn't reply, he simply watched and waited. "Say something you little-"
"BEGIN!"
Warren fired dust fueled propulsion rounds, and rocketed forward. Caught off guard Jayde swung his hammer and pulled the trigger to swing the heavy weapon around quickly. A thunderous clang split the air as the crowd stared awestruck. Warren had caught the hammer and brought it to a full stop with just one hand. Before the bully could react War's other hand was propelled by another propulsive blast right into Jayde's face. Jayde shot across the room and slammed into the wall before he slid to the ground unconscious. Everyone turned to watch Jayde's aura level drop from full to well over halfway gone. Warren took out more than half his opponent's aura, in a single hit. Warren removed his earpiece and stated in a clear voice. "Combat And Navigation Assistant, disengage combat systems." Immediately the glow from his aura faded as an artificial voice spoke, "Acknowledged, systems dropping to idle state for reactivation."
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Coco smirked as she patted Velvet's shoulder. "That is very clever of him." Velvet nodded sadly as Oz looked at her confused. "What are you talking about?" Before Coco could answer some else spoke up.
"She means that by fighting that asshole, this Warren guy showed exactly how overwhelming powerful he was. Guessing the reason he picked the fight was that Jayde guy said something similar to what he shouted in the ring. Not only did this Warren crush Jayde so thoroughly, he is also showing off his Combat navigation assist thingy. Sure it drains his aura but by showing it off like this he is basically shouting, 'you think I care about losing a bit of aura? It takes a mere fraction of my aura for me to completely crush you.' Anyone that has a bone to pick with faunus will think twice with him around."
Everyone turned to see the trident wielding girl from the match before. Unlike her attitude before and during her match, she seemed...serious. To a severe degree. To break the tense silence Oz gave introductions, "Liseran...right? I'm Oz. Ozwald Marigold. This is Coco and Velvet. We saw your fight!"
Liseran's personality seemed to immediately bounce back as she twirled in place, before she struck a pose with a peace symbol before her face as she exclaimed, "Yeah totally got my butt kicked!" From behind the purple haired girl, Faerien burst into hushed giggles and Oz finally managed to get a good look at her.
Kinda tall, just a bit shorter than him. Her hair was pitch black and her eyes were a dark emerald green. Sparing her apparel an once over she wore a long sleeved dark green shirt that seemed to be made of silk. A high quality leather corset with silver studs, dark brown skinny-jeans that go down to her knee length designer leather boots. She also had on a short camo-patterned hooded shawl with what appeared to be her huntress emblem holding the shawl closed. The left side was a butterfly wing, while the right looked to be a partial face of a clock. There were several bracelets on her wrists that clinked together as she covered her mouth to stifle her giggles at the purple haired girl's antics.
In Liz's seemingly usual childish manner she made a face and stuck her tongue out at Fae as the rest of them broke into laughter. "Glad to see I didn't ruin the mood." Warren deadpanned as he walked back up to them. His hoodie was tucked under his arm, his gauntlet were still engaged, and his faunus ears on display for all to see. As Warren nodded to Velvet, Ozwald realized that Liseran was right. He was showing off, not in a 'I am better than you' way but in a 'fuck with me and I will destroy you' sense.
Liz spun lazily in place as she replied for them, "Nah I'd say that Jayde guy did that. I'm done with watching the fights. Oooooh!" Unexpectedly she dashed forward and grabbed Warren's arm and ignored his protests as she turned to the others. "I know a GREAT place to watch the sunset before we head to the ballroom, this way!" She took off and literally dragged Warren along with her while completely ignoring his protests and struggles. Fae smiled as she followed the eccentric girl, Oz glanced at the other two. Suddenly shy Velvet gestured to the ring and mumbled, "I...kinda need to keep watching the matches." Coco gave him a slight push in the direction of the others as she said with a laugh, "Go ahead. I'll keep Velvs out of trouble."