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RWBY: Grimm Fortunes

“Well…shit…” Sivli muttered as Mika mentioned her health problems, though it made her question just why someone with her health ‘issues’ would want to become a huntress; her aunt had told her much about her own travel, that she knew huntresses could find themselves away from civilization for extended periods of time…not good if one needed regular medication.

But before she could think on that too much more, the other human introduced himself. “Nice to meet you Aiden,” She replied, smiling. “I’ll pass on the apple, but soup sounds good. Was up pretty early and I don’t remember the last time I was in Little Ladle.” Reaching into a pocket, she pulled out one of the latest models of Scroll to check the time and reply to a message. “My stuff isn’t here yet. Managed to sweet talk our driver into dropping it off here after he finishes his rounds; but go ahead, I’ll wait here for you two.”

RWBY: Grimm Fortunes

Much Earlier
Silvi sat at the desk in her room and looked over the compound that was both Wulka Armaments, one of the premier weapons and armour makers on Ferris, and her home. From her second floor bedroom, she could see not only the private grounds surrounding her house, but also the workshops, design studio, laboratory, range and testing grounds that were spread across the five acre lot.

Smiling, she watching as early dawn light crept across the grounds, while in front of her, she was carefully disassembling, cleaning, and then re-assembling Moonlight Shard. Humming softly as she worked, her tail twitched slightly as her bedroom slowly swung open.

“HEYSISAREYOUEXCITEDFO-” Her brother shouted as he burst into her room, shining a spot light on her…empty…bed. “What are you? Twelve?” She said with a smirk, from the other side of the room. “Damn,” Her older brother Habeen muttered. “I just wanted to make sure you were up in time to get to the Academy.” He added louder, doing his best to look virtuous, and failing. “Riiight,” Silvi replied, putting the last few pieces together. “You’re so concerned you decided to ‘wake’ me a full 3 hours before I’d even need to leave here to get to Iron Forrest…asshole.” Habeen laughed. “And a good morning to you to dear sister!”

Shaking her head as her brother left, she cycled Moonlight Shard between modes before sliding it back into its scabbard. Standing, she hung the sword on her belt, grabbed her collapsed shield, and went in search of breakfast before some morning practice.

Now
Standing in front of the old town hall, Silvi was less than enthusiastic about what she saw. Three of us? Seriously? Only partially listening to…Lute was it? She instead did her best to observe the other two out of the corner of her eye. Great two humans, an I’m the tallest… She thought a tad sourly. Silvi had no problem with humans in general, at least a third of the company’s people, and their cook, were human, as well as several of her grade school friends…it was just that being the only faunus student, and the tallest by a wide margin, made her feel a tad ‘exposed’ as it were.

Apparently the staffing meet-and-greet was over and they had an hour to kill.

"So... I'm Mika... you two?"

“Hi, my name is Silvi,” She said, offering a hand; as she spoke, her tail unconsciously wrapped around her legs, a little tick when she was nervous. “Are you okay Mika?” The tiny girl seemed to be shivering pretty good; by Atlas standards, Ferris was a fairly warm place thanks to the active volcano, but visitors still found it a bit on the cool side…Silvi however, being a local, barely even noticed.

RWBY: Grimm Fortunes

Name: Silvi Wulka (Pronounced ‘Vul-kah’)

Race: Faunus (Wolf)

Age: 18

Sex: F

Appearance:
She is tall at just shy of six feet, and like any aspiring hunter or huntress, she’s in quite good shape. Naturally silver hair, shaved short on the sides, hangs down to her belt in an almost wrist-thick braid; the colour of her tanned skin accentuating her oval face, while alert honey-gold eyes take in the world. Like all faunus, she has an animalistic trait to her appearance, and in Silvi’s case it’s a thick tail the same colour as the hair on her head…and else ware.

Clothing-wise, it’s a pair of tail-friendly pants, some knee high boots, and a pull over shirt and a jacket. When not in a fight, Silvi keeps both her blade and shield on her left side with a vintage sword belt, while on the right, and attached to the same belt, she has a pouch for her spare vials of powdered Dust.

Personality:
Unsurprisingly, given her chosen path in life, Silvi is an adventurous sort who is fiercely loyal to those she is close to; that said, she’s generally pretty slow to anger…except in cases of anti-faunus bigotry, which pisses her right off.

History:
The Wulka family have been on Ferris, and making arms and armour, for as long as anyone can remember. As a result pretty much every family member has been involved with the outfitting and equipping of hunters and huntresses for generations; and while mostly her family has been happy to simply supply those that fight the creatures of Grimm, there are those that decide to take a more active role. Silvi’s aunt Cheris was one such person.

Whenever her aunt was in town, which wasn’t often enough for Silvi’s taste, her aunt would tell her stories of the wider world of Remnant. The people she’d met, the places she’d seen and of the hunts she’d been on. Silvi was hooked from an early age, and was determined to follow in her aunt’s footsteps. When she first announced her intentions, at the tender age of 8, to become a huntress, her parents humored her and assumed that it was just a case of a little girl’s hero worship of her larger-than-life aunt and that she’d grow out of it; that was not to be.

In the following decade everything Silvi did was with an eye to eventually becoming a huntress, and while her parents did worry what that might eventually mean, they never tied to stop her. When Aunt Cheris was in town, Silvi trained with her as much as she could, and the rest of the time she practiced what she’d already been taught.

Initially she’d planned on joining the Atlas Academy, but after the fall of Beacon and the failure of the Atlesian Knights, she was hesitant to leave her family; but now with the Iron Forrest Academy opening, she’s ready to go once more.

Equipment:
Moonlight Shard
As ‘dual mode’ Dust weapons go, it is pretty much an antique; made when weapon-smiths were still first experimenting with directly incorporating Dust into the function of a hunter/huntresses weapons. In ‘Melee’ mode, Moonlight Shard is a double edged, one-handed sword with a T shaped guard and a half moon pommel. It has a 30 inch blade and weighs in at roughly 3 pounds, which is a bit on the heavy side, but still manageable.
Upon transitioning to ‘Ranged’ mode, the blade splits down the fuller, creating a guide channel of the blasts of energy created when the weapon is fired, and it retracts about half the blade length to allow for easier handling as a pistol; to greater facilitate that, the grip angles ‘down’ at about 70 degrees. While the firing internals have been well maintained and upgraded as is possible over the years, its age is still noticeable in the fact that it is not as efficient as more modern weapons, with each vial of Dust that is loaded into the grip only being good for 4 shots before being totally expended.

Aegis Hammer
When collapsed, Aegis Hammer is a metal hemispherical dome about 8 inches across, with a grip in the middle and a 5 inch tab at the bottom. Deploying, it shifts into a small round buckler about 18 inches across. The grip houses a socket to load a vial of black Dust, that when activated by the users Aura, creates a localized repulsion field across the face of the shield allowing it to block surprisingly powerful blows or deliver punishing strikes.

Semblance:
Accelerated Perception
Her semblance lets her kick her mental processes into overdrive for a short while, allowing her the time to pick up on subtle things like how an opponent is shifting their weight, what muscles are tensing (if she can see them), or where their attention is focusing. This allows her to do such things as predict an opponent’s next more or two in a fight, spot minor ticks if someone is lying or know exactly where to put her feet if she’s moving over rough/unstable ground at high speed.