[i]"...Not that one. Not that one either..."[/i] Beliya's thoughts raced rapidly as she looked around the cabin of the airship, glancing over each person in there; Many seemed like they would be strong, but their mannerisms betrayed her confidence. The occasional picked nose that the person hoped nobody'd seen, she saw. The hiccup that was quickly covered up, she'd heard. The...flatulent aspect of the human body...unfortunately, she smelt it nearby. She literally couldn't wait to get off the airship, just about everyone here had voided her interest for partnership, and she could have sworn that some were insane. Like the girl who seemed to be doing her best impersonation of an ostrich, or the...did she just kung fu kick a guy as she woke up? As stupid as that was, Beliya couldn't help but appreciate the speed of her reaction, the fluidity of the mo- no, wait, that was a fluke. She sighed as the announcement to disembark from the ship rang out, the cacophonous movement of a few dozen people entrapped her, and she walked out near the middle of the crowd.

The Academy's main building stood proudly before everyone walking out, the massive structure ensuring that those who passed the entrance exam would surely have a bright future, ironic given the name of the place. Her attention was caught by the man wearing full armor of a green color, who seemed to have some sort of helper drones flying about. Deciding that this man was intriguing, she wondered if those things were his weapon. Walking up to him, she tapped him on the shoulder, and asked with her typically dry tone: [b]"Excuse me, but I couldn't help but wonder...are those things your weapons?"[/b]