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Vacuan Desert, Midday



The air within the airship was hot, stuffy, and reeked of humanity as the large group of perspective Shade students huddle next to each other in the cramped vehicle. The only light present within was scorching rays that came in through the windows, and for those who looked out, nothing but wasteland was present to greet them for as far the eye could see. Almost as oppressive as the heat was the slight thrum of anticipation that hung over all of them, especially as they saw the small group of older students whisper and converse among themselves near the front of the ship. This uneasy, murmuring silence would continue to fill the room until a sudden outburst rang through the hull.

"By the gods, this is taking forever!"One of the third years, a tall, rough-looking Faunus with silver hair and tail complained as he looked out one of the windows, fiddling with a rather hi-tech looking gauntlet as his foot drummed u a constant beat upon the metal floor of the airship with his impatient tapping.

"Kid, calm down. We haven't been flying for that long." One of the pilots said in response without looking back, massaging the bridge of his nose before turning back to address the hold of students as a whole. "Might be a bit longer than we expected tho. Got a call from the group ahead of us, looks like the testing area is a little bit too hot for us to land there. We'll just keep cruising by it and you'll have to walk over." The silver-haired youth let out a curse, glancing over the rookies in the hold with a clear sense of disdain.

"We'd probably be able to land just fine if we didn't have to play babysitter for these fucking greenhorns." The complaint got a bit of a chuckle out of the other third years, though one merely clicked his tongue, walking up to his fellow student with a flamboyant swagger.

"Oh come on Wolfy, no need to get your tail in a bunch like that." With dark hair, crimson eyes, and a suit that seemed more for some kind of masquerade ball then the battlefield, he made for a rather odd- fit for the more weathered looking Shade students. One that wasn't [artcularly well-liked either, if the expressions on the others were anything to go by, especially the Faunus boy as the glare he gave made it clear how much he wanted to pound his classmate's face in. "Easy there, I'm just saying. We should make are juniors feel more welcome, no? We were all first years at one point, so no need to treat them as a burden like that, right?"

With a twirl, the dark-haired senior student gave a smile and a wave to the assembled students, walking up to take a position in front of them all, almost like a teacher of sorts.

"With that said, I'll go ahead and introduce myself and start things off. My name is Noir of Team NOIR, a pleasure to meet you all. I would introduce my other team members, but sadly, no one else on my team was interested in this venture. A pity, truly, to be separated from them, no matter how brief." Placing his hand over his heart, Noir seemed to wilt at the thought but quickly sprung back up to gesture towards the group of prospective students, a grin back on his face. "But enough about me, would any of you like to introduce ourselves? Perhaps you have some questions about Shade Academy? Anyone? Anyone at all? Oh, perhaps we should go first. . . yeah, come on guys! Let's be the example for our little juniors, it's only right. I promise that we don't bite. . . well, most of us anyway. Not sure about Silme over there."

Noir turned to give a small wave to the impatient silver-haired youth, whose only response was a prompt "Fuck off!" before he went back to looking out the window. The other third years were more willing to introduce themselves, giving their own names and team names, though this felt more due to Noir's expectant looks rather than any desire to make things easier for the 1st years.

"Uh, my name's Shane, leader of Team Shadow. . . Don't look at me, I didn't choose it." He was a rather tall individual, with bluish green hair, decked out in rather bulky looking armor, at least when compared to the more casual dress of his fellow Huntsman and Huntresses.

"I'm Magnolia, part of team Vermillion. I can't wait to get to know you all. . . well, those who pass anyway." A tan-skinned young woman dressed in a rough, off-white get up of leather pants, a similarly colored crop-top and little else. After her introduction, seemed to be more interested in reading something on her scroll then talking to anyone.

"Amara. Team Brass. Can I sit back down now?" The reluctant intro came from a short young woman dressed in a black and reddish-pink outfit, at least that's what it seemed from what wasn't completely covered by the large cloak she draped around herself.

"HI! I'm Bei of Team Raspberry! Don't let those three grumps get to you, I'm sure you'll all do great." Clearly the only one other than Noir who seemed genuinely excited, the hyper girl was dressed in a rather casual outfit of jeans and a regular shirt, though she did have a rather strange. . . contraption that seemed to frame her body, almost like an exoskeleton of sorts.

Noir clapped as they finished the intros, grinning as he gave his juniors an expectant look, eager to see who would be the first to follow the example of the older students. "Come on then, don't be shy! We're all going to so much fun, after all, so we should get to know each other more directly!"

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Opal´s eyes scanned the cramped interior of the aircraft to examine the weapons of everybody else on board. They seemed well equipped to survive, for the most part. Her face had no trace of emotion save for the tightening of her jaw at the mention of teams and leaders. Those charades with making acronyms and having to play babysitter... she didn´t like the idea of it. Relying on others made you soft. If you couldn´t pick yourself back up after a fall, how were you supposed to put up a fight? Regardless, she was one of the first to speak, putting her solitary nature aside to charge the question head on.

"Opal." she stated. There was yet to be a team attached to her, and so the word felt blunt and empty. "Jalatl." she added.

If one of her teammates acted like that silver haired youth or the chipper girl, she wasn´t sure how she´d be able to get a good career out of this. The girl´s "weapon" was one of the most bizarre to Opal, bringing to mind the image of a hyperactive little bird flitting inside of a cage.
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Vacuan Desert
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To say that Cerry didn't feel out of place would be a clear lie.

On one end was her seniors, with some clearly showing their disdain for Cerry and the other juniors. The Vale native had heard that some, if not most of Vacuo's people, were known to be rather unsavory, but to be picked on her first day? It was already getting under Cerry's skin that she wasn't wanted here.

On the other, Cerry was likely the only person here not from Vacuo. Looking towards the rest of her fellow juniors as they readied to introduce themselves, the Vale native hoped they wouldn't give her a hard time for simply being born elsewhere.

"U-Uhm," Cerry spoke, uncomfortably adjusting her scarf party due to the heat, and partly because of how awkward she felt surrounded by everyone inside the airship. "I-I'm Cerry; Cerry Meere. I'm... I'm not actually from Vacuo, but.. but I-I hope we can get along!" She finished; her voice perhaps a bit too loud near the end.
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This was sickening.

Not the upperclassmen, mind you (although many certainly were annoying), but the ride. Ochre had never been good with boats or planes, and the combination of heat, must, and body odor didn't help matters either. Though it looked as if his arms were crossed as an indication of attitude, it was really just him hugging his sides, enduring the ride as well as he could.

It was unfortunate; because he'd much rather have taken this golden opportunity to expand his social network than sit in this cramped shuttle, combating nausea stronger than any of these upper years. Speaking of which, if he didn't want to come off as unsocial, he would have to answer their greeting in kind. Another unfortunate reality.

"...Name's Ochre," he seethed, "And I cannot wait 'till we get there..."

An expression similar to a wry grin (but not at all dissimilar to a grimace) formed on his face. His next words went out to the grey-haired dog: "'Specially cause I..."

He paused. This was not for dramatic purposes. His throat shifted ever so slightly, almost like he was swallowing something. Ochre coughed, and continued in a voice slightly hoarser than before: "...'Cause I gotta show that old man over there what a 'greenhorn' can do."

Ochre leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.
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