When more of the Signal Academy students began arriving at the landing pad Kalimay instinctively withdrew into herself and, for the first time since arriving at Beacon, silently watched the various exchanges as interactions between the incredibly diverse group of students who would make up her grade for the next four years. Reya's kind greeting made her blink a bit, surprising her with its seeming genuine kindness, and she even offered a shy smile with her mumbled return. When the ship arrived, she slipped on quickly and quietly to be alone with her own thoughts which did a marvelous job of suppressing the jittery butterflies that were filling her stomach in preparation for the coming test. It was not the risk of death or dismemberment at the hands of some foul black-hearted grimm that was worrying, she was confident in her father's combat teachings, but rather the thought of being bonded to a fellow student as partners for the next four years. 

[i]Who would it be? Would they like her? Would they get along? Would they be friends? Would they sing songs together? What if they didn't like fireworks? What if it was someone from Signal Academy? Would that be as bad as she imagined?[/i]

These questions and a dozen others buzzed through KK's mind as they took off and she watched the academy grounds disappear behind a wall of hazy clouds. It wasn't long before the academy master took the stage again and the W.A.T.C.H.'s were distributed. She poked hers a few times, giggling at the tingly sensation it made when she stuck it around her left wrist, and was delighted at the range of colorful lights it displayed. It gave her a very nice display of her aura, a blue bar with several scrolling numbers and graphs that she didn't even pretend to understand and then there was the very handy map. With a bit of quick fiddling and random button pressing, she was able to get up a list of the other students and even registered her 'friends', Alistair and Sayuri, so that their blips could be located more easily on the readout. After a long moment of deliberation, she even registered Reya, though they hadn't spoken past the greeting that morning. Something about her gave Kalimay just a smidgen of hope that maybe she could be friends with her old classmates, as if doing so would make them friends retrospectively and therefore make her Signal days not be so painful to remember. Returning more to her 'normal' self, she began bouncing excitedly as the speech concluded and students began preparing to for the trial. 

Doing one last inspection of BRIK-Breaker, she added a little weapon oil from a small bottle produced from one of her pouches to the motors within the flail head. Pleased, she had just slung the weapon over a shoulder along when the entire room apparently 'detached' and began hurtling towards the earth. "It's starting!" Her light, musical voice chimed in glee to mix with the chorus of alarmed cries as several students around her began to realize they could soon become a pasty mess on the ground far below. As fear and excitement spread among the class, a great crowd of people began clogging the exits that had opened to the rushing air and Kalimay, small in stature as she was, feared she may have to get creative with the walls and windows in the area when she glanced up and spotted Alistair slipping through a hole in the ceiling. "Alistair! Wait up!" She called out as he disappeared but in the chaos she doubted he'd heard her and so, slinging BRIK-Breaker off her shoulder, her face crinkled into a stern look of pure determination... that ended up being quite comical on her innocent, child-like features. With the pressing of several buttons, the weapon itself began to change: the handle doubling in length while its layered internal components began to unfold, widening the hilt until it formed a long, hollow, tube about as big around as Kalimay's forearm. With a soft whirring, and internal motor activated and the chain and attached flail head were drawn into one end of the weapon until the jagged tear-drop shaped piece of metal was plugging the hole. Flipping out a small grip on one side of the tube and a circular iron-site on the other, an indentation in the center fit snugly over her right shoulder as she aimed the flail-head end at the ceiling. "Fire in the hole!" Kalimay called cheerfully as the flail-become-RPG fired, causing several nearby students to dive for cover, and the now dust-propelled flail-rocket hurtled towards the hole in the ceiling. Much to the relief of those nearby, the rocket did not explode, KK instead choosing to let the large piece of metal punch through the hull near the hole through which Alistair exited. 

With the quick press of another button, the chain was drawn in and Kalimay zipped towards her escape route. 

Climbing out the hole, her long braid whipped in the howling wind and the air was nearly sucked from her lungs by the changing pressure. Wrenching her weapon free as it folded back into its usual form, the petite girl crawled over the surface of she room as carefully as she could manage so as not to get ripped off and flung into free fall alongside the death-trap. Her squinting eyes spotted Alistair not to far from her but before she could even try to call out, though she realized the sound would almost certainly be lost, he activated a strange device on the metal surface and was flung away from the ship. She watched in awe as his form arched into the distance until he was lost among the landscape and with several mouthed [i]'Me next!'s[/i] that no one was around to not be able to hear anyway, she quickly followed his example. Teeth clenched in a brilliant smile of anticipating she mashed the largest red button on the controls and the experienced the most wild, exciting, and only [i]slightly[/i] feeling of her entire life. 

Kalimay had no idea where she went in relation to the 'ship', being so lost in the sensation of becoming a human cannonball as she was flung far into the open air. She arched gracefully, arms tucked at her sides and hands gripping her weapon with whitened knuckles, and began her full decent towards what appeared to be a large forested area. It was at this time that the spunky young girl realized she would likely need some suitable means of slowing her fall lest she hit the ground with a bit more force than was 'healthy. Letting battle instincts take over, she twisted her body to manipulate her direction and veered towards a rather tall and sturdy looking tree with few thick branches. With the press of a button she drew in the chain and then, with a careful flick of her wrist, she sent it outward, letting the chain run out to freely. Another button made a few large 'claws' extend from the flail head's base, often used as fins to keep it flying straight in rocket form, and they caught against the bark as she passed, pulling her around the giant trunk. It was a risky and maneuver, but with several careful twists of her body she avoided the more dangerous branches as her momentum dropped with each circle around the tree. The chain neared maximum length after the third time around and she came dangerously close to twisting straight into the tree trunk, but before that could happen she let go of the weapon and dropped the last dozen feet to the ground where her aura was able to soak up the force of the now 'softened' landing. 

"Yahoo!" Kalimay coughed, as she struggled up onto shaky legs while brushing off the bits of twigs and leaves stuck to her skirt. "I wonder if I can get one of those installed outside of my dorm room... I'd never be late for class again!" The initial rush of adrenalin wearing off, she took a quick note of her surroundings and found herself in the midst of many large trees and cheerful bird calls of your typical lightly-wooded forest. Her large eyes blinked in wonder at the majesty of the nature around her but her heart beat a little louder as she noticed the sudden lack of voices or human presence of any kind.

It was a new, and slightly unpleasant, sensation. 

"No problem, Kalimay. No problem!" She muttered, not really believing herself but finding a bit of comfort in the sound of her own voice. "Just grab BRIK-Breaker and start walking and you'll find your friends in no time!" This, however, would prove to be easier said than done as she realized that the flail claws had not withdrawn after she released the handle, likely do to them becoming jammed as they gripped the tree-bark, and that the chain had become caught on a branch she had passed. This left the weapon handle hanging several feat out of the tiny girl's reach. "Damn..." Was all she muttered as she began attempting to scamper up the trunk to reach the hilt and failing rather miserably.

[b][center]Location: Forest[/b][/center]