"Huh. Wasn't expecting this." said the tall blonde man standing in one corner of the airship. His eyes slowly fluttered around the room after the speakers had revealed this was where everyone was going to be dropped off. And by dropped off, The Headmaster had meant it quite literally. With an eery rumble, the cabin, in which all of the newly enlisted Hunters were staying for the time, began breaking apart. Aurellius groaned, of course the ship had to drop them off like this, they couldn't just land the airship like most normal people would. No, they had to drop the kids off from a high altitude and probably kill most of them in the fall!

Before he had been anticipating the thought of the sound the others might have made upon impact, Aurellius had been sitting in a lonely corner, away from all of the other kids. Bunch of children, most of them. And the Faunen were the worst, why would you even use them as fighters other than sapper troops? It was a huge waste of money, giving them their own fancy weapons and training. Aurellius' blue-eyed glancing didn't reveal much out of them. The most all of the others had managed from what he saw was idle gossip. Not even wondering about what challenges the twisted mind of the Headmaster might have had them face. [b]"I've heard about those in charge of the Academy, Aurellius."[/b] his father had told him before he had mounted aboard the train. [b]"Expect everything and nothing out of them. I bet its just a whole bunch of freaks who get off watching people getting ripped to shreds by Grimm. Just be careful, Son."[/b] 

Of course, his father was overreacting. Aurellius Bellum, dying in a godforsaken forest in the middle of nowhere? Please, quit lying to yourself. Aurellius shifted on his feet, his hand running down the length of [i]Ascalon[/i]. The weapon was his pride and joy. Its overbearing presence kept most of the others from approaching him, which Aurellius was glad for. Of course, he had almost lost the grip of his weapon as the ship suddenly buckled. 

He held his ground as part of the hold was torn open, heavy winds sucking several of the teens out of the newly opened hole. He let out a curse, biting his bottom lip, glancing around the hold. Most of the others seemed to be jumping out. Of course, not like there was much of a difference between jumping of your own accord and being forcefully sucked out like a vacuum. Aurellius watched as one of the kids smashed through a window, bearing some kind of fancy armor that suddenly sprouted wings. "Lucky punk," he muttered under his breath as he walked forwards, fighting against the wind current. His bottom lip suddenly tasted salty, a rather delicious taste. Aurellius grinned as he hefted Ascalon, flipping a switch on the weapon and transforming it. 

He aimed towards his feet, a whirring sound evident over the screams, laughing as he fired in a circle. He created his own exit, ripping apart the metal and plates easily, revealing a large hole. He calmly strolled to it after letting go of the trigger. He even started whistling. "See'all on the other side!" He said, pausing for a moment before walking off.

It was rather invigorating. What a way to start an assessment! Of course, Aurellius didn't have time to admire the view, as he was rapidly spinning downwards, towards the ugly greens below them. Now you might be thinking, Aurellius, didn't you think of a plan on how to land? Of course not, who needs a plan when you've got a big-ass minigun! Why they even called the things miniguns, he had no clue, but its not like he was going to toss it just because of an odd name. Aurellius swung his weapon in a circle, forcing himself to go into a better falling position. 

He waited for a few moments as the ground hurtled faster towards him. He pressed another hidden button on Ascalon, engaging the thrusters that rested on his pack. He jerked in place as they fired, slowing his motion by a lot. It wasn't enough, really, but it was good enough to stop him from smashing into the ground. Aurellius fired forwards, forcing himself to switch from a falling position to a blasting forwards position. He grimaced as he slammed into branches on the way down, grunting and groaning until he finally hit the ground, rolling for a few seconds before stopping. 

"By the gods... I meant to do that..." he said idly to himself. He looked up from his position, letting out a single groan. 

In front of Aurellius was another student. A lanky looking kid, wearing a scarf of all things. It wasn't even cold! Aurellius stood up, hefting Ascalon's weight and brushing the dirt off of himself. He made a 'ch' noise as he noticed the tears of his perfect suit. He didn't have time to worry about those things. He walked closer to the boy. "So... I'm assuming we're now partners?" said Aurellius, extending a hand.