[center][h1][color=#43b3ae]Orrin[/color][/h1][/center]

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[color=#43b3ae]”Bahahahaha!”[/color] The laughter was deep and [i]very[/i] loud. Orrin stood, throwing his head back and practically roaring. The back of his skull brushed against the hard metal of his shield, still suspended from his back. [color=#43b3ae]”Did you see how they fell? Oh, we’re [i]so[/i] good!”[/color] He was filled with pride, despite the fact that he’d had little to do with the temporary break in the Grimm. 

He’d managed to keep almost quiet during most of the class, saying very little and generally managing to escape notice. This was a struggle, but Obi had been wanting to make a good impression, seeing as it was his first day and all. Make friends, and the such. The excitement of battle proved too much, however, and he’d erupted in laughter. He held [i]Tandem[/i] aloft, but the girl with the sword and the boar faunus had left little for him to shoot at, for the moment. He doubted the Grimm were done for, though. He saw people starting to work their way toward the life boats, and figured he should follow them. Still giddy from the decimation from the Grimm, Orrin quickly checked the straps keeping the massive slab of metal on his back and then lumbered toward the lifeboats, a dumb smile plastered onto his face.