[center][h2][color=bc8dbf]Charon Mauveine[/color][/h2][/center]
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[center][h3][color=a2d39c]Raelyn Mauveine[/color] & [color=ed1c24]Chelle Mauveine[/color][/h3][/center]

Raelyn Mauveine sat patiently, admiring the view from the Airbus window, looking down below at Beacon Academy. Next to her, sat her eldest daughter, Chelle Mauveine, who fidgeted with her scroll. 

Raelyn along with her daughter, were able to catch a flight all the way from Mantle for a surprise visit. She wanted to look presentable, wearing her standard business attire: a gray suit over a white button-up with black slacks, with black flats. Chelle took a more comfortable approach, wearing white shorts and a red polo, with black sneakers.

The Airbus slowed, beginning its descent towards the air-docks of Beacon. "[i]We are now arriving at Beacon Academy. Please have your ID's ready, and please stay buckled and seated until the Airbus comes to a complete halt![/i]" the intercom blared an attendants peppy voice. Raelyn dug her ID out of her small green purse, while she glanced over to Chelle, who had her ID in her hand.

Chelle smiled at her mother, "[color=ed1c24]Do you think Charon will know we're coming?[/color]" she fidgeted with a strand of her black hair anxiously.

Raelyn shrugged, "[color=a2d39c]Perhaps, but I'm not sure how much he's gotten used to his semblance,[/color]" Raelyn brushed her dark brown hair she noticed was out of place. 

Raelyn understood a few things that Charon told her about his semblance, but that was about a year ago, so she assumed that Charon had time to research and understand aura and get used to his semblance; She distinctly remembers him spending almost all day doing for several straight months. She was a little eager to see how Charon has developed since then.

Chelle on the other hand was left in the dark, as she only knew a few things about any of it. She was finishing grad school for her medical degree and the way Charon put it, when she called him one day, "[color=bc8dbf][i]Didn't want to bother you when you're so busy.[/i][/color]" So much of it was left to Raelyn to explain what she could understand to Chelle.

The Airbus slowed almost to a halt, hovering in place until it set down on the air-docks, the engines whirring down as the doors slid open. People unbuckled their seat-belts and shuffled along, grabbing their belongings above or below them until they exited out onto solid ground. Everyone bunched up in a crowd for a brief moment, forming a line to several security personal checking people's ID before letting them off the air-docks. 

Raelyn showed her ID card, while the Security person squinted at her card, muttering "[i]50 year old... Raelyn Mauveine[/i]" while typing it into a computer, glancing through his list before letting her through with an impassive "[i]Go on through.[/i]"

Raelyn waited for Chelle to pass through the checkpoint, glancing around at the school, noting its impressive size and clean grounds. [i][color=a2d39c]At least Beacon is more subtle than Atlas[/color][/i], Raelyn thought to herself, thinking about how impossibly big Atlas Academy was, being more of a fortress than an actual school.

Chelle maneuvered her way out of the stream of people towards her mother, "[color=ed1c24]So where do we find Charon?[/color]"

"[color=bc8dbf]Heeeyyy Chelle![/color]" Charon shouted from the distance, waving frantically to get their attention.

Chelle turned to see Charon jogging towards them, muttering to Raelyn "[i][color=ed1c24]Well that didn't take long,[/color][/i]" whilst waving back to Charon with a smile.

Charon stopped in front of both of Chelle and Raelyn to catch his breath, looking up at both of them, "[color=bc8dbf]So... what are you two doing here?[/color]" as if expecting a response he already didn't know the answer to.

Chelle shrugged, "[color=ed1c24]Oh you know... we caught the wrong flight from Mantle, and so happaned to end up here,[/color]"

"[color=bc8dbf][i]Oh hah-ha[/i], but in all seriousness: I thought both of you guys were booked throughout this whole week![/color]"

"[color=a2d39c]I managed to work some extra hours, so I was able to get some time off; Chelle managed to finish a day early as per permission from her professor, so now we're here![/color]"

Charon took a step back for a moment before looking back up at both of them, giving them both a nice warm embrace, "[color=bc8dbf]Well... I'm glad you're here then! I uh... What should we do then? I was on my way to town to find some parts for my drone and happened to notice both of you coming in on an Airbus so maybe I can show you two around town?[/color]"

"[color=a2d39c]Well what about the tour of your school first? I thought that was the whole idea?[/color]"

"[color=bc8dbf]Oh but you guys should see how nice the town is first! Then we can save the best for last? Besides...[/color]" Charon took off his hat, and a mess of hair was revealed underneath, "[color=bc8dbf]-I kinda need a haircut since last month.[/color]"

Chelle was the first to react, "[color=ed1c24]Charon! Geez! I've never seen your hair this bad![/color]" She started to mess with his hair, trying to comb it in a fashion that would make it look presentable, much to Charon's discomfort.

"[color=bc8dbf]Well it's settled- OW! Stop messing with my- Gah! Stop![/color]" Charon tried to shoo away her older sister from his hair, before planting his hat over his head to cease her attempts to "fix it".