[centre] [h2] Basil and Viola [/h2] [/centre] Basil stretched in his chair as he awoke from his rest, he hadn't intended to fall asleep but he had drifted off about halfway through the journey. He quickly stood, causing a book in his lap to fall onto the floor.The faunus kneeled over to retrieve it, putting it into one of the smaller bags the trainee huntsman had brought with him. After the pale boy finished stashing the old leather-bound book he approached the window of the ship, wondering if they were near arriving. When he looked out of the window, the crow faunus was expecting to see the deep blue ocean beneath him. However he instead saw the bustling streets and magnificent buildings contained within Vale. He then looked further into the distance to see the massive Beacon academy. Across the aisle sat a large man in a military uniform sat silently, watching out the windows as they approached the Academy [colour=808000] “Not bad” [/colour] The faunus muttered as he began to collect his belongings and head towards the ship's exit. [b]“A fine school, a bit too loose with the rules for my taste but they do produce quality Huntsman.”[/b] the lesser general agreed as he rose from his seat. As Basil exited the ship he saw a man with grey hair looking at him as he drunk from a mug in his hands, he seemed to be expecting him. [color=0a5d10]“Basil Trista Plagas,”[/color] said the greyhead in a pleasant voice, [color=0a5d10]“I trust your journey here was uneventful?”[/color] The faunus nodded [colour=808000] ”About as eventful as it should have been really” [/colour] [color=0a5d10]“Well, one may never really be certain of everything that goes on, especially in such turbulent times,”[/color] the greyhead took a moment to sip from his cup, [color=0a5d10]“do you know who I am?”[/color] The boy looked at the grey haired man for a moment before shaking his head [colour=808000] “I’m afraid I don’t.” [/colour] [color=0a5d10]“I go by Ozpin. I’m the current headmaster of this school. I figured I could spare you the trouble of having to make you walk all around my school by meeting you here.”[/color] Basil looked at his baggage for a moment before returning his gaze to Ozpin [colour=808000] “Thank for your consideration,professor Ozpin” [/colour] [b]“Eissen Smith reporting, Sir. I was assigned to escort Cadet Plagas from Atlas.”[/b] the soldier greeted stepping from the airship to give the headmaster a quick salute. The headmaster allowed himself a small smile while giving an equally small nod.[color=0a5d10]“Always a pleasure to see you, Smith. I trust you won’t need the boy in order to finalize his transfer here, correct?”[/color] [b]“Affirmative, Headmaster.”[/b] Eissen nodded, [b]“I believe we can release the cadet to his new team?”[/b] the red haired soldier suggested. [color=0a5d10]“Splendid. Let’s lead him to the dorm room and we can be on our way.”[/color] Formalities out of the way, the trio made their way from the airship port onto Academy grounds. following the stone pathway east towards the dorm. [color=0a5d10]“Your new room is number 207. If there is anything amiss, my office is right there,”[/color] Ozpin gestured with his staff towards the top of the highest tower in the vicinity, [color=0a5d10]“I wish you a good day.”[/color] The crow faunus glanced at the towards the tower and nodded [colour=808000] “Thank you professor, hopefully there will be no issues that require your attention” [/colour] . He took his belongings and walked towards the dormitory building, Dolor began to cawing as they approached the building [colour=808000] “Quiet you..” [/colour] the young huntsman whispered as he entered the base of the building. As the two crows entered the dorm for the first time, a red haired student passed by on the way out of the dorm, pausing a moment to stare at the the small bird on Basil’s shoulder. The man sniffed the air before shaking his head and carrying on, out of the entry hall and into the open air of the academy plaza. Basil raised an eyebrow as the man sniffed the air and moved on before moving along himself. After a few moments of walking in silence the faunus reached the elevator and pressed the button that would take him to the first floor. After exiting the elevator moved along the corridor, checking each of the room’s numbers as he did. Eventually he reached room 207 and proceeded to knock on the door, wanting to at least be remotely polite when meeting his new team for the first time. [color=00aeef]”One moment please,”[/color] chimed in a female voice. True to her words, the door opened not a moment later to reveal a Violet haired girl with blue eyes and a small beauty mark underneath her left eye. Confusion seemed to cross her face as she quickly gave him a once over causing a small twitch in her left eye at the lack of color variation, [color=00aeef]“Good evening,”[/color] she smiled politely while doing a practiced curtsy, [color=00aeef]“to what do I owe the pleasure?”[/color] [colour=808000] ”Well due to one of your teammates being excluded from Beacon, I’ve been transferred from Atlas. I’m your new teammate.” [/colour] Basil replied [color=00aeef]“Excluded...right,”[/color] said the witch as her smile became more practiced, [color=00aeef]“come right in. You’ll have to excuse my teammates lack of presence. No one informed us you’d come here today.”[/color] [colour=808000] “It’s fine, I’m sure they have other things to do at the moment. I’ll need to sort my baggage out anyway, I’m sure I’ll have met them by the end of the day [/colour] As Basil finished speaking Dolor cawed and stared longingly at the window. The witches eye seemed to light up as she registered the source of the noise, [color=00aeef]“well now, I do believes proper introduction are in order, I’m Viola Lis Marsilea,”[/color] she finished, with an identical curtsy to the one made earlier. [colour=808000] “I am Basil Trista Plagas,pleasure to meet you.” [/colour] Basil returned Viola’s curtsy with a shallow bow [color=00aeef]“Aaaaand,”[/color] the young adult chimed, waiting on Basil to continue. [colour=808000] “Ah, this is Dolor, my crow,” [/colour] the faunus replied stroking his pet's head affectionately [color=00aeef]“It’s a pleasure to meet you both,”[/color] she said sweetly before her smile faltered for a second, [color=00aeef]“Tierra’s bed...was the top bed of the bunk, and half of the changing room next to...hmm, I wonder...”[/color] The pale boy raised and eyebrow [colour=808000] “What are you thinking?” [/colour] [color=00aeef]“I share a changing room with Sir Argent, much like you will with Miss Cereza. But if you’re willing to wait till they come, we could make it so me and Miss Cereza share one changing room, while you and Sir Roan would share another.”[/color] [colour=808000] “I see, well I can wait for the others so we can organise the changing rooms” [/colour] [color=00aeef]“Splendid,”[/color] she said with a single clap of her hands, [color=00aeef]“perhaps while we wait you could tell me more about your little friend.”[/color] [colour=808000] “Of course, there’s not to much to tell however. I suppose I’ll start with how I found him, I actually found the little fellow a few days before I started Atlas Combat Academy. Tiny little bird when I found him, I decided to keep him since he was alone, the rest is simple really, he stayed around and helped me with his….unique ability” [/colour] The faunus explained. [color=00aeef]“Oh dear. By chance, did he fail on his first flight when you found him?”[/color] [colour=808000] “Yes I believe he did, there was an abandoned nest a few feet away with no other crows in sight. Oh well, there loss [/colour] the boy explained while stroking the bird. [color=00aeef]“Is he friendly?”[/color] asked the witch while eyeing the had Basil used to pet the bird. The faunus smiled slightly [colour=808000] “Depends if he likes you or not” [/colour] he replied. [color=00aeef]“...hmm,”[/color] she said thoughtfully while extending a hand, but moving it lower, aligning it with the birds feet,[color=00aeef]”may I have a moment of your time Mister Dolor?”[/color] The crow tilted his head and looked at the girl's hand before doing a movement with his wings similar to a shrug. Viola would try and befriend Dolor without pause, stopping only when her teammates arrived. Whether Basil didn’t stop her out of politeness or amusement, she may never know.