Lance scouted out the airship filled with students that was on a course to Beacon Academy. New recruits that aspired to make a living off of being hunters and huntress'. They all looked basically scared or excited, two different sides of the spectrum. There were a few select ones that didn't fit that generalization, keeping to themselves more than anything. It was really surprising that a place like Beacon attracted such stereotypical students. There was no definite way to tell from afar but a few of them looked to be like troublemakers. The few of them showed it when they started making a rather large scene.

Lance was leaning against one of his blades, his back facing the wall of the ship and his front bent forward and just smiling at all the students. Granted, Lance was a student as well but he got what he wanted, simply being anywhere than where he originally was. The scene started with a normal girl playing with her fire, a pretty calming sight. Out of nowhere, a guy came from an unknown side of the ship and started shooting things out of the air like he was trying to impress someone. Then, to make matters worse, a random girl came out and started screaming about being shot down because of the antics that were just shown. It was a little impressive that the guy was able to shoot the coins but the girl went a bit overboard, at least that is what Lance thought.

Lance smiled and leaned up, clapping. His blade fell against him lightly. He was clapping at the guy with the gun, for his show of marksmanship. 

"Impressive but I think you should wait to show you skills whenever there is more of a chance to show them. I mean, sure you can shoot them from that far away but wouldn't it be better if they were higher than just the top of this ship? That would really show what you can do." He was speaking directly to the boy with the sniper rifle, in a mocking but also impressed tone.