Esther Vanhomrigh - 5th Period, Practice Class
Esther stood by on the sidelines, observing the student's performances in silent judgement. She had half a mind to make Mr. Fallson redo the course then and there, as his performance was cringe-worthy and nearly made her sick watching him bumble through her course. She would have to request to see his previous field performances. She had a hard time believing that he had passed the initiation test. But, she wouldn't contradict Professor Iderson's decision. A vein pulsed in her temple as he butchered her name. Clenching her white gloved fist, she held herself back from throat-punching him. At least he realized his mistakes halfway through and decided on just referring to her as 'ma'am'.
Her sharp ears catching Ms. Montgomery's muttered complaints, it took all her willpower not to grab the poor girl up and toss her into the treeline. Professor Iderson saw it fit for her to immediately retry the course, saving her from Esther's wrath. Temporarily, at least. Sighing, she adjusted the brim of her cover.
"Ms. Montgomery, I strongly suggest you hold your tongue and keep your complaints to yourself. Lest I give you something to truly bitch about. If you think we're being 'mean' to you, then you're in for a very rude awakening as you and your team begin to take on missions."
She strided over to where Ms. Montgomery sat and stood looming over her. Her expression darkened as an intimidating aura emanated from her. Looking down at the girl, her eyes shaded by the brim of her cover, she continued.
"Better to ready yourself to face the world's cruelty here at Beacon and steel yourself, before you witness the true horror of the Grimm. Do you think we're being 'mean' here? You have no idea if you haven't yet laid eyes on the atrocities of those black demons."
Her white-gloved hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Priscilla's shoulder roughly, jerking her upright and onto her feet. With a single shove, she forced Priscilla towards the direction of the line in front of the obstacle course.
"Get to the back of the line. Once everyone else has run through at least once, you are going again. This time, perform a little better unless you'd enjoy doing this ten or more times."
Folding her arms behind her back, she turned and returned to her original spot. Eyes observing Mr. Fallson.
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Kuhaku Shiro - 5th Period, Practice Class
Watching the video and observing the other students run through the course, he tilted his head curiously. For some reason, his fellow comrades had trouble one way or another save for a few out of the majority. To him, the course was rather simple and straightforward enough. As his turn arrived, he removed his hooded cowl and laid it on the end of the beginning log to retrieve once he completed his runthrough. Doing a few quick stretches and warm ups, he lowered his body on all fours. Black stubby claws sticking out through his gloves, he waited for the signal to start.
Like a silvery, furry bullet, he took off. With relative ease and grace, Shiro blazed through the obstacles with little difficulty. As he got to the end of the course, climbing up the final rope and sliding down, he had barely broken a sweat. Sure, he was panting slightly, but he felt the course was little more than a warm-up for him. Walking quietly to the beginning of the course, he picked up his hooded cowl and affixed it back onto his body. Looking at the other students, he wondered if it was because they were human and he wasn't that he had a breeze of a time. To be honest, not many of them seemed to be very physically capable.
Eying the newcomer Dog Faunus girl with a little discomfort, he padded over to Professor Iderson and waited to hear his time with a bright smile. Tail wagging back and forth excitedly. To be honest, the course was rather fun. He wouldn't be too opposed to running it a few more times. He needed to stay physically active anyways to burn off his massive stores of energy. Otherwise, his team wouldn't see the end of it if he hadn't tuckered himself out by the end of the day.
