[u][center][h3]Kuhaku Shiro[/h3][/center][/u]
[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/x91rRmJ.png[/img][/center]

[i]Lost.[/i]

Utterly.
Horribly.
Terribly.

[i]Lost.[/i]

At some point in his wandering, Shiro randomly decided to look up from his Scroll, having kept his attention glued to it for the better part of his time ever since accidentally leaving the Armory. Realizing that he somehow managed to get himself mixed up in Beacon's 'labyrinthine' hallways, he started to panic. Honestly, if he had remained level-headed and calm, he could've easily found his way back. But when he checked the time on his Scroll, he realized just how long he had been wandering lost in his inventive and creative flow. And Shiro wasn't one to 'remain calm, cool, and collected'.

[i]"FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUU-----!!!!"[/i]
How long had he kept Gren and Sangue waiting?
[b]"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH------------!!!!"[/b]
Collapsing his Scroll and pocketing it, Shiro did what he did best whenever thrown into a frenzy.
Scream.
And run around a lot.
A mortified look on his face, he wasted a few more minutes running this way and that in the hallways.
Trying to get his bearings to make his way back but only worsening his condition.
In his clumsiness, he as per usual, ran into countless other students unfortunate enough to be caught in his warpath.
Many papers and books were dropped and tossed about.
A random student who by now was more than used to Shiro's antics stepped directly into his path with arms outstretched as if ready to catch a ball in some sport.
Shiro skidded to a halt in front of the random and blinked as the student grabbed his shoulders.
[b]"Where!"[/b]
It dawned on Shiro that the random was trying to help him.
[b]"Armory!"[/b]
He responded just as simply as he was questioned.
The random then turned Shiro in the right direction and pointed with a sharp finger.
Shiro smiled and waved as he ducked down and started running on all fours, bolting back towards the armory to get his equipment.
[b]"Thank you!"[/b]
And with that, Shiro tore off.

The random sighed, shaking their head and face-palming.

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After frantically checking out his weapons from the Armory, Shiro made for the shortest path possible to the air docks. Probably breaking quite a few rules of Beacon's as he jumped out of windows, up and over objects and students, through and around various obstacles and structures with his acrobatics. The air docks in sight, a delicious smell wafted through the air and caught his nose's attention.

[i]Sniff, sniff.[/i]
Shiro blinked, breaking his concentration mid stride as he ran on all fours.
[i]"What's...cooking?"[/i]

Then came his defeat.
His worst enemy.
[i]Loose rock.[/i]
Just as Shiro had his friends in the distance in sight on the air docks, one of his feet landed wrongly on a devilish and mischievous rock. It desiring nothing more than to bring ruin to Shiro and to cause him undue pain and embarrassment. Basically, it caused him to slip and lose his balance. 

[b]"GAH! SHI-!"[/b]
At the speed he was going at, he couldn't stop.
And so, crashing and tumbling along the ground in his usual destructive 'Shiro ball'
Shiro was sent somehow flying through the air at the group.
[b]"Watch out!!"[/b]
If only he had wings or something to control his aerial trajectory, or whatever.
Flying straight at Gren's large frame, Shiro might as well have flown straight into a concrete barrier.
With a sickening [i]SMACK![/i] Shiro's body crumpled against Gren's armored one.
The wind completely blown out of his lungs as Shiro comically [i]slid[/i] off of Gren to collapse on the ground.

Shiro was seeing stars, hearing illusory birds twittering as he raised a shaky arm up.
[b]"I...I'm here! I m-..made it!"[/b]
Letting his arm drop, Shiro decided it was best to just lay there for the moment.
Let his brain and body pull itself back together after all of that self-inflicted insanity.