Daiki was pretty amazed by the whole airship and how Beacon looked. He had been in the cities to trade with his father, so the architecture was not as strange to him as people might assume, but he had not envisioned a school being so... magnificent. He knew Beacon was a prestigious institution, famed for the quality of Hunters and Huntresses it produced, though he had never expected such a grandiose spectacle.

He had to admit he was a little intimidated by the people around him. So far he had seen all manner of weapons, all of them serving some dual purpose and with a lot of thought and firepower put into them. All he had was a plain old sword. He was confident in his ability to wield it, but it didn't have a gun and he didn't know what he would do against anyone here if he needed to fight them - a school like Beacon would most certainly include sparring. "Looks like we have a lot to live up to, buddy." Daiki commented to his sword, leaning back again a wall and watching the view out the side of the airship as it prepared to land and disembark the students.

[i]Well, no point brooding. If that hunter said we were good enough to come, we won't disappoint.[/i] Daiki mused, patting his blade as he continued a silent conversation with it. His father had been so excited he had gotten a pair of tablets just so they could communicate while he was at Beacon. Daiki sighed at the expense. Surely simple pen and paper would have sufficed - besides, it wasn't as if there was no other way for his parents to contact him and he was sure it would a few hours at most for him to catch a flight back home.

Still, he took a picture of the view and sent it back home. No doubt his parents would want to see just where he would be staying for the next four years.