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Hey if you're still accepting players, I'd like to join and play as one of the Knights trusted by Luthor to use dark side abilities.
We don't have a team name yet, I assume from the way it's worded it's a different team and not us.
Rook's eyes flicked to the small clock at the end of the hallway, just now realizing that it was a lot later than he expected. He probably should have waited until tomorrow, especially since he doubted this would be a quick conversation. The dark-haired huntsman-in-training quickly purged the thoughts from his mind to focus on the girl standing in front of him. He gave her a sheepish smile, a faint blushing his cheeks due to her lack of dress.

"Uh, hey," Rook began, raising a hand in greeting. Before he could continue he noticed the presence of a topless - hadn't these people heard of clothes? - male leaning against his doorframe. "Hey, I need to talk to you too actually, glad you two are home. Looks like our fourth member is out though. Anyways - why I'm here, right."

Rooked reached into one of the many pouches on his belt and pulled out his 'badge' of sorts, it was the icon of a single wolf-like fang cracked in half and with the tip chipped off. It was the insignia of Ozpin's new project and the Headmaster had told him the others would have one just like it.

"Oz' sent me. I'm Rook - we need to find your neighbor," he waved a gloved hand towards the closed door, "there's a lot we should discuss."

Hey guys, super sorry about the wait and my unannounced absence. I promise I won't disappear again and I'll be able to post at least once a day from here on out.
Rook had made his way around the campus a few times trying to find his three new teammates, he had asked anyone he could where to find each member and after an hour or so of searching he had their locations. He had wondered why Ozpin or the other teachers refused to tell them where they three others were bunked, but he figured it was just some stupid test or something - that or they just like screwing with him, he thought with a snort of amusement.

The black-haired student quickly made his way down the corridor towards where the trio was supposed to be conveniently bunked in rooms next door to each other. After a moment of walking he stopped in front of the doors to each of their respective rooms, taking a deep breath he stepped forward and knocked on each of them in quick succession.

Rook took a step backward as he waited for their answers, hoping they were still in their rooms and not wandering about the Academy, as that would make his job considerably harder. He put on his best smile as he waited, though without his mask on it felt somewhat awkward.
Hey guys, glad to have you. Just wanted to let you know I made an edit to the last paragraph of my IC post.

Basically, I've changed it so that your characters have already been informed of the Project by various teachers at Beacon, rather than my character having to tell them himself.




Headmaster Ozpin gazed out through his clockwork window, looking down on the many students of his Academy who were milling about in the gardens after a long day of school. He had always felt a great sense of calm and control whenever he would stare down at the world from atop his high perch of Beacon Tower.

Ozpin hummed, taking a sip from his ever-present coffee mug before speaking for the first time to his guest in quite a few minutes. "He is late."

"Yeah well, what do ya' expect, Oz? You called the kid up here alone to 'talk', he's probably pissing himself in fear." The gruff voice of his trusted ally and friend responded, taking a swig of his alcohol-filled flask after doing so.

"Hmm, yes, if I do recall you were very much the same way when we first spoke." the Headmaster responded, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Before Qrow could rebut, there was a light *ding* noise before the hissing of the elevator doors opening could be heard. The young huntsman-in-training stepped out from the shiny metal tube, his bird-like mask glinting in the light. Ozpin swiveled his chair to face the newcomer, taking a short sip of his beverage before speaking.

"Hello Mr. Terra, I am glad you have finally arrived. Please, take a seat."

Rook's voice echoed out from his mask, the voice modifier causing his voice to sound like a raspy growl as he spoke. "My apologies Headmaster, I came as fast as I could." He responded, sitting down in the chair in front of Ozpin. The 'eyes' of his mask flickered for a second, almost as if he was blinking before his gloved hands reached up and removed the mask from his face, setting it down on the Headmaster's desk and also pushing back his hood.

The young huntsman ran a hand through his messy hair and shot Ozpin a sheepish smile. "Sorry sir, sometimes I forget I'm wearing that. Anyways, why have you called me here if I may ask, sir?"

The man in questioned placed his elbows on the table and leaned forwards slightly, steepling his hands as he did so. "Well, Mr. Terra, I have a...proposition for you."

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Rook took a deep breath as the elevator descended from Ozpin's office. He had obviously not been prepared for the offer the Headmaster of Beacon had given him, after all, the opportunity to lead a small team dedicated to combatting the White Fang in any way possible was a surprise. It also came as a surprise to him that Oz would have such little reluctance to acting against the Council's wishes, and even go so far as to create his own strike-team.

His gaze wandered down to the small envelope the Headmaster had given him, he had opened it immediately upon leaving the office. The simple folded piece of white paper contained only the names of eight students of Beacon (counting himself), with the words "Team 1" written above the names of himself, Sakura Liu, Iris Auburn and Dario Diz Zohai and "Team 2" with the names of four mire people he didn't recognize.

Ozpin had told him that the others had already been informed of this new project and asked to join. He had also been told to find his new "teammates" and get to know them. The problem with that was that he had never heard of these people and didn't recognize the small pictures of their faces next to their names. Rook supposed, with a sigh, that he'd have to do some searching.

Name: Rook Terra
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Facial Features Image/Description:
Skin Color: Somewhat pale
Eye Color & Description: His sharp piercing eyes are a light gray color.
Hair Color & Description: Image above. Short, black hair.
Build: Rook is of an average build (for a student of Beacon Academy) not overly muscled like some of his fellow Huntsman, but not scrawny either.
Height: 6'1ft
Weight: 163lbs

Personality: Rook is a sly, cunning and manipulative person. He is also quite snarky and sarcastic, happy to trade insults with other students (or anyone, really). Rook is morally-gray and very much a "for the greater good" type of person.

Weapon: Various
Weapon Description: Unlike most Huntsman who specialize in the use of specific weapons personalized to their wants and needs, Rook carries a variety of arms and is capable with all of them. His main go-to weapons consist of - vials of deadly poisons and dust concoctions, two revolvers & throwing/combat knives.

Semblance: "A Murder of Crows"
Semblance Description: In a burst of smoke and feathers, Rook can transform himself into a group of the similarly named bird, ranging from two to ten individual birds. He can use this group to do anything he pleases, from flying onto tall buildings and transforming back into Human form to use as a means of convenient transportation, to swarming enemies and clawing, pecking and ripping through them. If one of the birds Rook transforms into is killed, it drains his Aura and if his Aura drops low enough he will transform back into Human form.

Combat Outfit Description: Rook's combat outfit is a cloth "robe" over a black undersuit, he has leather armored gauntlets and boots along with leather shoulderpads. The unique part of his outfit is the beak-shaped mask that he wears. The eyeholes are capable of switching to night-vision and infrared as well as zooming in slightly. There are also two filters on the mask to filter out all harmful substances from the air, as well as allowing him to breath underwater for short periods of time. The mask also contains a voice modifier.
Casual Outfit Description: His casual outfit is simply his combat outfit with his mask and most of the armor pieces removed.
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Sorry for the wait, I've been away from my PC for the past three days and I didn't want to write the first IC post on my mobile. I'll have a starter post up in the morning.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask them, otherwise just post your character in the appropriate area and we'll get started here soon.
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