Surprisingly, the school grounds were more than large enough for him to explore all the way until the sun came down. Granted he had spent a good deal of time in the central tower. Though he wasn’t able to ascend to its highest levels as that seemed to be Ozpin’s office, but even with the limited access Perry was still able to get a fantastic view. All the more so when he probably broke a few safety regulations and climbed out a window that probably wasn’t meant to open. As his legs dangled off the ledge, he sighed, relaxed, and took in the amazing sight that was laid out in front of him. With the sun falling over the horizon, painting the sky with flames, Perry passed the time away.

Eventually, when the chilly late night breeze reminded him of the time, he clambered back inside the building. Walking through the Academy with only his footsteps as company gave the school an eerie sort of atmosphere, though it wasn’t unpleasant. Not when compared to patrolling the edge of camp with shadows, and the creatures that lurked within them, clawing at the light’s edges. Following the path that led back to the Main Hall, Perry was almost sidetracked by the music that drifted through the otherwise silent night. Though he paused to listen, he didn’t look for the source. It was a slow, mournful piece and he didn’t feel like intruding on the moment. With the tune in his mind he continued back to the Main Hall.
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Gathering amongst the other first years at the cliffs, Perry had a slight look of disbelief when Miss. Goodwitch revealed how their partners would be selected. While he wasn’t averse to working with others, he did at least like to know who they were beforehand. Suspecting there wasn’t much point in arguing with the odd pair of staff members and that he wouldn’t be allowed to pass if he simply refused to make eye contact with any other individual, Perry stepped up to the plate alongside his peers.

When the platform threw him up into the air, Perry took the time to observe others’ landing strategies. While others relied on their equipment, or elaborate movements to bleed off the momentum, Perry’s method was simplistic. With his feet braced in front of him, and Aura activated, branches essentially exploded when he smashed through them before finally coming to a halt. Stepping out of the furrows he’d made when coming to a halt, Perry brushed a bit of dirt off himself before finally looking around. There were no Grimm in the immediate area, but given he’d landed quite a bit from his objective, Perry was more than willing to be he’d run into some along the way. Blast Bicell was kept sheathed for convenience’s sake though. He might have wielded the weapon skillfully, but carrying the massive thing was a pain, all the more so in a forest where branches and what not would get in the way.