[center][h2][color=ed1c24]Charon Fotiá[/color][/h2][/center]

[color=ed1c24][i]Real smooth Charon, real smooth.[/i][/color]

Charon tightly wraps his blanket around him as he tries to hide his embarrassment, he starts to contemplate whether he should say anything back to that girl. He meant every word of what he said, but he [i]didn't[/i] mean to say it out loud! Charon shoves his face into his pillow and closes his eyes. That beautiful song, it was so amazing that Charon just had to speak up about it but he shouldn't have said that she was beautiful... not yet at least. [i][color=ed1c24]"Why that hell did I say that? I'm such a dumbass."[/color][/i]

Charon then heard one of the notes in the song change, he really didn't think much of it at first. That was before he realized that he was no longer on his bed. He opens his eyes just to see his bed slowly drifting away below him, his covers hanging off his now floating body. As he discovered this he was suddenly dropped back onto his bed. [color=ed1c24][i]I'm pretty sure that wasn't a dream. Could it have been the music changing? That's when I thought I was floating after all.[/i][/color] Charon was at first both confused and shocked before he was reminded of just how tired he was and decides to try and to go back to sleep. 

[color=82ca9d]"WHERE ARE YOUR LEGS?!"[/color]

Charon hears the girl yell, he pulls off his blanket somewhat confused about what's happening. As soon as he pulls off the sheets and sits up he is greeted by the sight of a certain bunny with fewer legs than before. [color=ed1c24]"Wait, aren't rabbit's feet supposed to be lucky?"[/color] Charon says quickly not knowing if anyone heard him. The Faunus's prosthetics caught Charon's eye, their shape and design reminded him of "home". [color=ed1c24][i]Those legs, they look like Atlesian tech to me. He said he was from Mistral, right? So how exactly, did he manage to get his hands on THAT?![/i][/color]

Atlesian tech had always been a favourite interest of Charon's, anytime that he wasn't training he'd spent looking at and tinkering with this kind of stuff. In fact, one of the few things he'd grabbed during his hasty escape from Atlas was his set of tools and a few small Atlesian machines, just something he used to keep himself from getting bored. He casts a glance down at the robotic limbs and briefly looks them over, [color=ed1c24][i]These really are a piece of work, really complex looking stuff. But maybe I could tinker with it juuuust a little bit, find out how she works.[/i][/color]

[color=E9D66B]“You know, bed doesn't sound too bad. I mean we do have classes tomorrow! We can't be late!”[/color]

[color=0054a6]"I'll second that idea. We should try to make a good impression on the teachers tomorrow, and that would be quite difficult if we were tired out."[/color]

It seemed that his team was beginning to feel tired, maybe his fatigue was contagious. Either way, Charon was not against the idea of sleep, today had been exhausting enough for him.

[color=ed1c24]"Yeah, We should probably get some sleep. We don't want to be late for our first classes, that'd make us look like a lazy team. We're team HGCK, not team CRAP!"[/color]

Discarding his gauntlets, Charon breathed a sigh of relief as his hands were finally allowed to breathe again. He set the warm metal gloves down beside his bed, before Charon lies down, his back had been killing him since the forest earlier today. His pillow met his head, and he began to doze off. Maybe this time he won't start flying...

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