[color=8dc73f][h3]Moss Arma[/h3][/color]
Moss walked out of the Beacon auditorium, cracking a small grin. He legitimately thought the first speech was somewhat funny, particularly the "time of peace" part. [i][color=8dc73f]"Heh,"[/color][/i] he laughed quietly to himself. [i][color=8dc73f]"I wonder if she ever saw the old town? It wasn't peaceful back there at all!"[/color][/i] Grimm attacks were relatively common occurrences back where he lived, so peace was considered a fairly distant ideal for both Moss and the people that had lived there. But still, the lighthearted atmosphere of the school was incredibly comfortable. Energized by the air, Moss decided to explore the grounds, greeting just about everyone he came across.

Eventually making his way into the garden, Moss saw a red-haired student in the open, grassy courtyard suddenly get into a stance. Though a bit confused as to what he was going to do, Moss decided to keep his distance and see what happens. After he saw the first few swings in the air, Moss suddenly realized what the teen was doing. [i][color=8dc73f]"Ah wait, this is..."[/color][/i] Though he usually saw people shadowboxing back at home, this was the first time he'd seen those movements and speed. He kind of wanted to spar against him, not only because he wondered if he speed could match his speed, but because he wanted to see how good it would feel to be hit by one of those. Forgetting how riled up he was, Moss walked right up to his fellow student and asked, [color=8dc73f]"Hi, could I try fighting with you?"[/color]