[center][color=40E0D0][h2]Turq Beaufort[/h2][/color][/center]
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	Much as Turq wanted to prove himself some more, there was a great deal of relief washing over him. He'd unconsciously lowered his stance as Auron reached for his chest, fully expecting him to rip it off and start getting serious. But, once the huntsman mentioned calling it, the peacock Faunus stood up straight and retracted the chains and blades of his weapons, also dropping the pipe from before. 

As was the case with all teachers, there was something they told Turq to improve on...though it seemed that Caramella got most of the flak for her stunt of using him as a springboard. While he understood the idea, he also started thinking that it might have worked [i]better[/i] if he'd have known, since he could have kicked the bottom of her feet to help her jump farther. With a light shake of his head, Turq figured that since his fantastic First-Day-Graduation-Formula flopped, he'd have no choice other than to actually be a team player. Then, came the most important question he'd heard all day.

Why did Turq want to become a huntsman?

The answer was so instinctual and basic that Turq was amazed that anybody would need to ask. But that also made it difficult to answer, since Turq was almost certain this was one of those questions where not answering it with full conviction would mean that you were failed automatically. Thus, the faunus was left with no choice but to tell the truth for all it was worth. [color=40E0D0][b]"I want power,"[/b][/color] was all that he said initially, as if that actually explained anything. [color=40E0D0][b]"In Vacuo, power doesn't come from cushy places like a government office or a high paying job; It comes from surviving so long that living to spite everything is the only thing keeping you going. I hate that,"[/b][/color] Turq said, adjusting his hair a bit before finishing his statement. 

[color=40E0D0][b]"But I hate the idea of a Grimm getting to pick me apart just because I'm not the strongest even more,"[/b][/color] he said, finishing his statement with a flick of his hand through his hair, knocking loose the last bit of sand clinging to his locks. [color=40E0D0][b]"Oh, and getting to see someplace that isn't 99% SAND would be nice."[/b][/color]

Okay. Now he was done.