A red-haired woman simply nodded as Ozpin seemingly gave her a huge chance.

[i]...[/i]

As happy as she was, she also seemed disinterested in paying attention to anything other than the fact that she somehow got admitted into Beacon Academy by simply slaying some Grimm with one blade. Either Ozpin was really nice, she was stronger than she thought she was, or the Academy in general was not as demanding as she thought it would be.

Or maybe it was all three of those.

She squinted as she followed her team aimlessly, pondering about what kinds of incidents could possible erupt within the Academy. She also heard something about someone being creepy, though her aloof mind seemed to brush away the fact that [i]she[/i] was the creepy person in question.

Her claw unknowingly dragged itself behind her, causing the piece of metal to continuously screech in an annoying, yet rhythmic pattern.