Seilber, or Silver as she often went by studied the landscape as it slid by slowly beneath the airship, several thousand feet below, clouds drifting by lazily. The deep, thrumming rumble of the ship was a comforting, steady layer to all the cacophony coming from the chattering teenagers around her. The faint sting of lubricants from the machinery warred with the various odors of teenage bodies of human and faunus alike. They'd be out of the canned air of the ship soon, and on the ground again, confirmed with the holographic pre-recorded speech of one Glena Goodwitch appeared over the windows. Idly she filed it away for later as she stood near one of the bulkheads of the ship, lightly touching on her Semblance, graying her out to mostly match the bulkhead. It wasn't an invisibility illusion, but almost like a chameleon, for now. It took the least energy, and it mostly helped her escape easy notice. 

As the ship touched down, she could feel the strain starting to take hold, sapping her strength. She stayed as still as she could, trying to escape the notice of the other students as she studied them. How long would it take her to unlock this place's secrets, she wondered. That was the job. Maybe she'd learn something here, but for the most part, this was a temporary assignment, right? Right. Hopefully. Maybe.

Lost in thought, she peeled herself off the wall, letting her Semblance drop while heading for the exit. She could rest in the main hall. The headmaster would be giving a speech there. If she could avoid running into anyone... She saw the kid with the big sword, and the mountain man, slipping away to the side. She'd seen another Fox faunus like herself, maybe she could catch up to him? Who knew what she'd run into between the ship and the hall though.