Now that she stood at the podium, Diamond was having trouble believing she actually passed. Technically this was her first time ever purposefully fighting a grimm, one of that size no less. Even though it did make her laugh like a madwoman as she helped butcher it. The fact that it was a giant plant might have had something to do with the fact that she remained without a scratch, although she was certain some overtaxed muscles were going to hurt tomorrow. Combine that with her past, and she could see why one might not accept her. She didn't exactly try to make friends either... [center]____________________________________________________________[/center] [b]Earlier...[/b] She was standing outside in the gardens, hoping for some peace and quiet before the life of a student claimed her. She had to snicker at herself. Diamond Frost, the wannabe huntress in training. If you told her that two years ago she’d have laughed at you and dragged you to a loony bin. She was facing a flower patch, one hand supporting her on her black cane and getting a drag from the smoke in the other. All in all, a nice day… “You? Freeze!” she heard an immature voice behind her. [i]Oh for the love of… WHAT![/i] Diamond thought as she turned around, cane ready. “Can I help you?” she asked, the words polite but the tone clearly far from it. In front of her was a girly clad in red and black, looking more lost than intimidating. She eyeballed her for a second too long for Diamond’s comfort before she composed herself. “Uhhh, ahhh… I’m sorry, I thought you were someone else. Aren’t you related?” the kid said, waving a scroll in front of her with a picture on it. “Yeah! to him and to every other guy in a hat and white coat.” Diamond said with a cold voice. “What can I say, Red, he has a great taste, but no, sorry, never met him, not even in prison.” she smiled as she saw the girl flinch at the nickname and then at the mention of prison, she she liked to call Juvy. “Ooook… do you know by a chance where-” At this point Diamond yawned, the sound blocking what Red over there was saying, “-is?” Diamond smiled and pointed to a random exit she didn’t know where it led. Red beamed her a smile and a thanks and turned to leave. Gods, the kids were so gullible! “Hey Red!” She called behind her, making her stop and turn around to face her again. She took a drag and breathed a puff of smoke right into her face: “I have no idea what’s that way. A piece of advice for life: When you grow up, stay away from girls like me.” she said, tipped her hat and left the area, her interest in the person lost. [center]____________________________________________________________[/center] Looking left and right, she took in her team. Working with someone was a whole new thing. So far she always worked alone, whether it was pickpocketing on the streets, stealing a piece of art from an apartment or just generally trying to stay alive in Juvy. She shuddered as some less than pleasant memories popped to her mind, quickly banished by a shake of the head. That wasn't to say she had a problem with it. She didn't mind, possibly even enjoyed it. Not that she would let anyone know just yet. While the headmaster claimed the irony was not lost on him, it was on her. Didn't it actually make sense to put a guy used to observing the battlefield and multitasking in charge? That and he had a fucking [i]TANK[/i]. One doesn't argue with a caliber larger than their own fist. She didn't quite get what Mr. Goldstein intended to do if he was picked for a fight in one of the combat classes - save for demolishing a wall to get that infernal machine indoors - but in the worst case scenario and if the teachers allowed, She just might fight his fights. After all, that was exactly what she did during the initiation when some of the smaller grimm housed in the Datura got too close. She'd call that plan F. Getting off of the stage, she completely lost interest in the ceremony. All she wanted to do was to get out of the room so she could go out light a smoke, take a bath and fall aslee... Yeaaaaaaah. The thought of sharing a room with three guys was scary, but sharing a bathroom with them was downright horrifying. Well then again, it was most likely better than Juvy. Sighing, she turned to the rest of them: "Well gents, now what?"