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[center][h1][colour=Purple]Erys Onell[/colour][/h1][/center]

Erys had, since arriving in the atrium, kept quiet. A slight nervous excitement kept her from talking to others, contrary to her usual behaviour, and instead had her standing aside from everyone, listening idly to the talk that was happening at the front from presumably one of the teachers. Though, she did become slightly more interested as another girl appeared on stage.

Though, the interest didn't last long, as she heard that they would all be sleeping where they were. She was, of course, not best pleased, but decided to... Begrudgingly, follow orders. Even if she weren't to sleep much at all, it was best to get some small amounts of rest before the next day, when the inevitable test would take place. If anything, she should have been excited. Or at least that's what she kept telling herself. 

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[b]Around about 2:00am[/b]

Erys hadn't slept much for the night - or what they got of the night - though what she did manage was mostly refreshing. She was not best pleased, however, to find out that they would all have to make their way through an abandoned city to do their initiation, or test, or whatever. It struck her as rather odd that a young girl, at most 14, was giving everyone the run down on what they were to do, but she shrugged it off as no more than the eccentricities of the work line she was putting herself forth to.

Then came the idea of teams. 

She slightly shuddered in both excitement and nervousness, realising that the people she would be teamed with would likely be her team mates for a long time running. What if she didn't like them, or they didn't like her? What if they were awkward between each other because of some odd differences that split them? What if-

[colour=Purple]"Wait, where did..?"[/colour]

Erys looked up from her daydreaming, only to see that everyone had already left for the city. In a slight bout of panic, she took off in a sprint, headed straight for the city, and past some of the stragglers that were hanging a bit behind. The feathers attached to her katana's scabbard flapped in the wind, mimicking her hair as she ran full throttle in a hopes to catch up with the others. The challenge had a time limit, and she slowly began to think she might not make the deadline. 

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Everywhere around her was desolate, void of life and silent save the sounds of faint fighting coming from the others Initiate Chasers. To Erys, the scenery was both sad and beautiful; a landscape of wonder in of itself, no matter what kind of backstory it may have had. Though, her attention was immediately snapped away from the surroundings and to a shiny white wolf robot, lunging from atop a wall. She almost hadn't seen it, but now that she had, her brain snapped straight into a battle mentality. 

Even though the sight was in her peripheral vision, she dodged the drone with expertise. Stopping dead in her tracks, she back-peddled a step before rolling to the side; standing up once more with her blade in one hand and the scabbard in another. The bot was fast, too, and immediately turned for a second strike - this time with its claws outstretched. Across its expressionless, white face, a mixture of different colours danced in an array; yellow, blue, red, orange. 

The wolf recoiled slightly, despite not feeling pain, as it's left paw was cleaved clean from its arm, the wiring melted and sparking in an unnatural fashion. Erys crouched, a small blade like object falling from inside her sleeve, and she began to write. The symbols, though, were indecipherable, and the screeching sound the blade made would have defended anyone in the nearby area. Once finished the inscription, she stood once again and beckoned the drone to her.

It obliged the call with a lunge and a swipe, aimed straight at gap between her chest and jugular. However, as it came into reach of the girl, she made a quick step back - the runes on the ground igniting in a white-blue glow, painting the underside of the robot. A series of ice spikes rose up from the ground in a circular fashion all across immediate vicinity of the rune, enveloping it, and impaling the wolf in dozens of areas and causing the glow in it's eyes to die.

And, in a quick and rapid single movement, Erys performed a slight flourish with her blade, showing training, before sliding it back into the scabbard, and then giving a quick bow. Her uncle had always taught her to be respectful after a fight, even if the opposition was dead. With that, she continued on her way - towards absolutely nowhere. 

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