Bright eyes darted around their platform, taking in everything - the teachers, the scenery, the apparently massive percentage of Faunus present and of course, the things they were standing on. The sky was a perfect blue and the wind had died down, as if nature herself was holding her breath in quiet anticipation of the things to come. Aeta didn't like it - everything was so serene and breathtakingly beautiful that it had subconsciously become a facade for something a hundred times more terrifying... teamwork.

She nearly puked at the very thought of it. Aeta did not need a team, she didn't need a bunch of shitheads telling her how to fight when she could probably gut the most of them before they could even blink. Plus, given the nearly equal ratio of Faunus to Humans, she had a very high chance of being paired with one of the pitiful creatures. Her eyes, now sharp and full of arrogant annoyance, darted to Ozpin as he began to speak. Yada, yada, yada. Bullshit. Yada, yada, yada. Partners? Fucking brilliant. She spared Ozpin an ounce of her time, however, because according to a few others, he had once been a great hunter. A part of her still respected the fact that he could probably outdo any Specialist Atlas threw at him. Speaking of others, she had been sampling a few of her supposed "allies". Dreadful bunch really - the sort of people that were inclined towards the gentle nuances of liberalism. Ew... Liberalism.

In her carelessness, she disregarded the rest of Ozpin's words and was quietly taken aback when one of said "allies" were violently launched into the air. So that's what they were used for. She probably shouldn't have eaten knowing that - Aeta had an awkward spout of travel-sickness on occasion and she had the sneaking suspicion that she would be in the middle of being sick and then some Grimm would come across her and she'd have to rip it apart. Poor Grimm. They were just misunderstood.

By the time she had finished processing those thoughts, another two had already been flung from their podiums and it appeared like she wasn't too far away from taking the stand herself. This time, she decided to actually be smart and did a rapid, last-minute inspection on her armour. Atlas Military Grade made for rapid movement, tailored for her and her alone - she didn't really fit into any of the other models they had. That was one advantage of having the Schnee Dust company acting as caring guardians for PR, she guessed. Taking another look around, more students were being fired into the sky and the gap was quickly narrowing; it was time to try her new stuff.

Dragging a headpiece up, she fitted it around one ear before sliding it around the back of her head and into the other ear. It would allow her to monitor her and her armour's well-being while simultaneously boosting a few of her key senses. Good. Everything was perfect and ready to go. She couldn't possibly fail now, even if her partner was an idiot, she could still carry them easily enough. Yes, that was precisely wha-

[color=steelblue]"Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh...!"[/color]

Needless to say, Aeta had fiercely underestimated both the speed at which the podium advanced on her and the speed at which it threw her. The cold air greeted her like an embracing lover, gentle despite the chaos of her tumbling and turning form through the sky. She felt herself slowing, reaching the peak of her arc de triomphe before gravity gave her a gentle little push downwards.

[color=steelblue]"Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh...!"[/color]

This was not good in anyway. She was still tumbling through the air and her armour only served to make things even more awkward. Her eyes caught sight of the sea of green below, accelerating towards her at a massive rate. Grunting, she finally fixed her form just in time to stop her fall, somehow. Aeta honestly had no idea if her semblance could cancel vertical velocity but she was just going to have to find out. Grabbing [i]Night's Paramour[/i] from its place on her belt, she quickly activated the weapon, causing it to spring to its true form just before she activated its spin. It was now or never for the free-falling girl.

Finding a lone tree separated from the others by a small gap, she angled her body correctly before jumping. One moment, she was plummeting towards the sea of green beneath her and the next, her vicious three-toothed monster had already chomped down into the thick body of the tree. She spun wildly, her weapon guiding her down and around the tree, macerating any branches that got in her way. Eventually, the thick of the tree offered just too much resistance and she cancelled the spinning of her blade which caused her to unceremoniously drop the rest of the distance to the ground.

[color=steelblue]"Fuck-fuckity-fuck-fuck-fuck. They couldn't have just fucking air-dropped us in!? Fuck them!"[/color]

Aeta didn't realise she was now alone in a forest full of Grimm and to be fair, Aeta didn't really give a shit. Stomping her foot in prissy exasperation, she crossed her arms over her chest and frowned at the world around her. Why the hell was she even here? She could have been having an easy time in some stupid Atlas Academy, showing those idiots how you really fight but instead, she was stuck out in some random fucking forest in Vale that was full to the teeth with Grimm and idiots and Fauna and she was not having fun. After a few minutes of frowning at the world and keeping her arms crossed, she sighed and let her frown slip away before grabbing her weapon from the ground. Where to now? There didn't seem to be anyon- Aeta would probably look back on that moment and regret her curiosity for the rest of her life -suddenly an army of breaking branches stumbled over her thinking and made her turn in their direction; a Grimm?

Blade in hand, she advanced into a series of bushes which then opened up into a clearing with a very broken tree and a mildly broken person hanging from said tree. It was then that Aeta chose to remember Ozpin's words vaguely along the lines of, [i]'Yada yada, first person you see is your partner, yada yada'[/i]. The girl had already seen her by now but instead of helping her, she turned and, very politely, walked away.

[color=steelblue]"Nope nope nope nope nope. You can't leave her... Nope nope nope nope. Aeta..."[/color] 

Was she talking to herself again? Bad sign. She turned back and advanced on the girl. Just as she was about to, the bushes beside the dangling thing rustled and without a second's haste, Aeta blinked back to the safety of her own bushes - her new partner would be pretty good Grimm bait. Instead of Grimm, however, it was something so much worse; an overly-excited Fauna. Great. Her day just couldn't get much better, huh? Something rumbled angrily. A proper Grimm this time? Aeta's eyes went wide with realisation and she gripped her stomach in part-pain, part-realisation. Oh no. Rather unceremoniously, the contents of her breakfast were puked onto the ground beside the bushes and she inwardly cringed - she had very loudly alerted the newcomer to the presence of something inside the bush. It would be the death of her reputation if he told the others. She had to act so she grabbed her weapon and chucked it without much thought.

Thankfully, it did not remove her partner's leg and instead, accurately cut the string holding her up. It was quick as lightning, however, and its unexpected rebound ricocheted it right round towards him. Aeta's control of the blade was apparent as just as it was about to come criminally close to him, she blinked and caught it. Her features contorted into a frown and she pressed the newly-stopped glaive into his chest menacingly.

[color=steelblue]"Listen here, you little shit, what you heard just there was a Grimm and nothing more, got it? And if I hear anything about it being a cute, bad-ass white-haired chick vomiting up her stomach, I will personally hunt you down. Also get your grubby puns off my partner. She may not be much, but she's mine, you dog."[/color]

Aeta was fiercely protective of the girl she was planning to use as bait. Strange.