[H1][color=6ecff6][center]NORSUN[/CEnter][/color][/h1]

Norsun stood as the figure in the hologram disipated, reafixing the mask back to his face, inwardly cringing at the sauna like effect, as the small ice statuette melted quickly on the table. He'd have to work on fixing that problem if he was going to be wearing the damn thing more often now, but there'd be time for that later. He extended his semblance to Jet Stream as he picked it up, attaching the handle a clasp on his back, and could see many of the others handling their own weapons now that they were nearing the end of the trip. 

Nor had to admit that this was one of the things he was enjoying about his new setting. Weapons of all kinds could be seen, most varying from one student to the next, from the standard models most aspiring hunters could grab from any store, to a few that had been customized to the point of barely resembling a weapon of any sort. Although one had caught Nor's attention early in, a few whispers from other students making it obvious that they had noticed as well. It seemed the young, , seemingly battle scarred, man had a gauntlet of unusual design. It wasn't that unusual a weapon choice among the more martial arts inclined,  but the design seemed more organic, the usual bulkieness of dust infused combat gauntlets apparently missing. 

Nor could see the young man seemed to be sleeping for the moment, and figured it'd be best not to bother him for the moment, but curiosity niggled at the back of his mind. He found himself walking towards the sleep in figure, mentally talking himself into what he knew he was going to do regardless. Besides it wasn't like he was,going to take the damn thing apart, he was simply going to observe it.

Convinced of the innocence of such an act, Nor found himself crouched mere inches from the sleeping form, eyes gazing at the smoothly constructed weapon. Nor was having trouble figuring out how it could have any offensive capabilities, being so thin he doubted it could do more than cover the arm within. He felt the need to investigate further, digging through his pockets and retrieving a pen, staring up at the owners face for a moment to assure he was still in a slumber, before gently using the pen to slowly raise the arm of the coat, trying to figure out how high the gauntlet went, marveling at the elegant designs.