[h2][color=9e0039]Vladimir Plasimov-Drakka[/color][/h2]
Vladimir received the message from the blonde teacher- he assumed Glynda was a teacher, at least- a few minutes after lunch. It was fine, for foreign cuisine - not quite on par with his own preferences, but edible at least. Regardless, he was just clearing his plate when my scroll pinged, telling him and a few other students to meet her and Ozpin at the Emerald Forest, or risk immediate expulsion. He'd anticipated this for a while. From what he'd been told, Atlas Academy tended to form its Hunters-in-training into teams of four, for some reason naming them after colours whenever they could, something to do with the war from a while back; there was no reason that the same wouldn't apply to Beacon, since it was a world-spanning war, and so the only thing left to consider was the process. This, he believed, would be "it", so to speak. He'd had his armour on every day since he'd arrived in anticipation, so he headed off toward the forest mere moments after the text was received. In his mind, there was no time to be lost, and nothing to gain from stalling. At that moment, he felt it was his time to make his big first impression.

And now, considering the fairly large clearing before him, devoid of notable life save for the teachers and one other student puking their guts out over a cliff- [color=9e0039]"Ugh, Faunus,"[/color] he muttered under his breath at that sight, noting the fin-like ears coming from the sides of her head- he feared his pride in wanting to prove himself the top dog here had been... misplaced? Perhaps not quite the right wording, but it seemed like it would be a touch easier than anticipated. Just a touch.

[color=9e0039]"Alright,"[/color] Vladimir said in a rather louder voice, calmly strolling over to the teachers and bluntly ignoring the Faunus girl (who, he now noticed, was showing off rather more skin than he personally considered acceptable), [color=9e0039]"so I'm here as requested. I assume this has something to do with proving ourselves; pray tell, what manner of task will we be put up against for that?"[/color]

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