“The names Conrad”
“OH! Sorry I didn't mean to disturb you,” Blake extended his hand and shook Conrads “I'm Blake Silverheart” Blake took a knee and took a closer look at the sword, “4 times older than both our ages combined huh” taking out his tower shield from his arm he showed it to Conrad, A shield as big tall as Blake with a sword carving in the middle, one would wonder how Blake could fight with such a big shield and a spear, “that's 2 times more than my shield, my father made it, he was a great blacksmith, taught me everything I know about it, he wanted to become a Hunter but sadly” he paused “he couldn't” he said looking at his shield with nostalgia, melancholia and a touch of pride.
Turning his normal expression back on he continued “So now here I am, tacking on the dream” pointing towards the sword carving he explained “the sword on the front of the shield symbolizes that defense can be a great attack”
As Blake was explaining more and more people started to leave towards the assembly, Blake took notice of it and, after Conrad has responded, suggested that they make their way to the assembly too

Seeing as most people were congregating towards the auditorium, most likely for an announcement of some sort, Conrad and Blake moved with the crowed. Conrad respected Blake's reasons for coming, unlike him Conrad was only here because of tradition. As the two moved along, Conrad said "That's as good as any to become a hunter I suppose. The Curze's have always made the first born child a hunter, the rest get to choose what they want to do. In a way I envy my sisters. I tend not to dwell on it too much, at least I get to see their faces when I tell them I cut an Ursa in half!" As he carried Cleave on his shoulder while they walked, Conrad finally in a cheery mood.

The time was passing by, Tai could tell, though he moved with a certain speed and pace that didn't alter much. He just went with the flow, as it were, and followed the students, his classmates and peers all, to the auditorium that sat nearby with open doors. He followed in, taking up a position somewhere near the front third of the room so he could have a clear view of the stage, and not paying too much attention to those nearby as he waited for the ceremony to begin. Or at least, trying to not pay attention, which was...difficult, to say the least. But he wouldn't let anything bother him. Not now

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Brucey stepped off the ship and noticed a girl and a robot talking, but more importantly what is in between them, a floating three-dimensional map of the school building. He got closer in order to take a look at the structure but it was too much for him to make it out. He approaches the robot and asks…

“Is that map accurate?”

“OF COURSE IT’S ACCURATE, IF THEY DIDN’T GET ACCURATE MAPS I WOULD BE DEAD.” Irandi assured, he crossed his arms. The drones stopped the hologram display and hovered over to Irandi’s back, docking to him again. “I CAN MAP OUT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING ON THE WORLD, AS LONG AS MY KIDS CAN SEE IT.” Irandi boasted.

Brucey leans back somewhat at the robot’s hostility, he did not mean his question to have been taken as an insult to his children’s abilities.

“I see, can I follow you to the auditorium, since you know where you’re going? Everyone is probably already there.”

Brucey scans the nearly empty courtyard looking for any other student who seem to know where they’re going, before looking back to the loud automaton.

Irandi looked around, noticing a great lack of people around. “WE HAD TO GO TO THE AUDITORIUM?” He asked, a little confused. He scratched the back of his helmet, “IT’S RIGHT OVER THERE. LET’S GO THEN. DON’T WANT TO BE LATE, I’M PRETTY LOUD. THE VOX IS ALWAYS CRANKED TO 11, DO YOU KNOW HOW IT TAKES TO LOWER IT TO SOMETHING LIKE 3? TAKES SOMETHING LIKE 5 MINUTES.”

Brucey looks at the bot with one eyebrow raised,“I… understand. let’s get moving then.”
He shrugs and prepares the steam trunk for fast movement securing it tightly to his back.

The two moved in relative silence, walking briskly, as the Auditorium was about a hundred meters away. They snuck in, opening the door open slowly and stood at the back so they wouldn’t have to hunt for a seat.

After a few minutes passed by, the students who still remained outside would hear a message over the PA system, and a familiar woman's voice would say: "Attention, all First Year Students, please report to the Main Building; The opening ceremony will begin soon, and anyone caught tardy will be reprimanded appropriately. Don't be late."

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Once everyone had gathered inside of the Academy's assembly building, a face known to many would emerge on stage; Professor Ozpin. With a microphone before him, and Glenda Goodwitch nearby, he adjusted his rather tiny spectacles on his nose, before beginning his speech...

"I'll...keep this brief. You have traveled here today in search of knowledge--to hone your craft and acquire new skills--and when you have finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people. But I look amongst you, and all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose--direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this, but your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far. It is up to you to take the first step." Throughout his speech, the esteemed professor seemed...distant. Like he wasn't really putting effort into the speech, despite how important the speech was for the introduction.

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"...That's it? I expected something inspiring, Ozpin." was all Beliya thought as she watched the man walk off stage, unimpressed by his "inspiring" words. Shortly after the speech, she heard Glenda Goodwitch announce that the students would be gathering in the ballroom tonight to rest, and that tomorrow the test would begin to match them into partners. After which, they were dismissed; free to wander about the grounds until it was time to return.

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Yael's eyes narrowed, and her face said 'whaaaat' when Ozpin said he'd keep it brief. What? That was scrubby! Wasn't this meant to be long, and fun, and aweinspiring? Well, maybe not fun. Moreso deadly than fun. And Ozpin had it all wrong! She wasn't here for all this stupid shit! FUCKING EDUCATION! Her face went from 'whaaat' to 'hmph' in half a second.

I mean, who would come here to get knowledge? We're supposed to die! And throw up mexican in the dorms! And make really good friends who aren't in your team...

She wanted good friends, too! Not education! She wanted other shitty cowardly people here too! This was supposed to be funny, and for her to compare stories to others! Hell, there was one guy who threw up mexican on the airship, some years ago! Words say he had a yoyo, and he got this teammate. He was never seen again....

But that won't happen.

Oh, wait, what did Ozpin say? Wasted energy? No, that's really wrong! Searching for direction? Well, that's really right, actually. I mean, Yael was kinda cowardly. And she almost cried her way through the airship ride. And she needs something to do!

To hone craft and acquire skills? Well, that was really right. She was shit with a sword. And she can't fight. She can. But usually she can't because she's scared of monsters that will kill her if she doesn't do much. Wait, what?

Her face of 'hmph' went to a face of astonishment. She was awestruck. This Ozpin guy knew everything. He was practically a mind reader! Everything about her would be exposed by him! So, there was only one conclusion.

Ozbot- wait what the test?

No. No please. Yael was terrified of the test. She even grabbed on to a random guy's shoulder just to cry on it from this terrible, terrible news. Of you could see, there was a face of terrified-ness along with the random crying. She was crying so much that she almost missed the good news.

They were able to go anywhere.

So, she went. She went, she ran, a happy face slapped on, and starting running away from...this school. She ran, really fast, actually. So fast, that she bumped into this girl with force. This white-haired girl. What.

”...What a waste of time…” Beliya muttered as she started to walk away from the assembly hall, though her attempt to walk away was interrupted by a girl literally running full force into her, knocking her to the floor. She was, to say the least, caught off guard from this, and to the most, she was mentally saying: ”IS THIS PART OF THE TEST TOO?” as she flew back.

Standing up, she cast a rather angry glare at the girl before her, unsure of whether it was intention, or they were just incompetent. Simply settling with the fact that she was annoyed, she grasped the side of her Kaldenets’ sheath and asked: ”What EXACTLY do you think you’re doing?”

I think there were no words for what Yael was thinking. I think she snapped.

'AHFUCKNO-okay, breathe in, breathe out. It's alright! Just a girl who could murder you! It's...'s nofmal-no, normal. It is fine. We are fine. Just smoothly say something, be smooooooooooth as butter.'

"PLEASE DON'T MURDER ME RANDOM KILLING LADY!"

smooth.

I think there are no words. BUMPING into this white-haired girl, and spewing that out. Again, a highly terrified face was on this face.

”...What?” was the only response Beliya could think to say after such a...blunt yet confusing statement. ...She didn’t want her to murder her. That was understandable, but why? Did people here always worry about things like this? Picking herself up, she continued to cast a cold glare onto this...strange girl, before asking: ”...I’ll ask again. What. Do you. Think. You’re. Doing.” Inching a bit closer to her each time.

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"Uh.....uuuuuuhhhhh....well, see therewasthisairshipthatleadtothisschoolthatiqualifiedforbutididntwanttocomebecauseiwantedtostayhomebecauseitwasscary, funny right? And then therewasthisguyandhetoldmeaboutthisplacebuttheniactedkindastupidandididntknowwhatiwasdoingthen, sotheniwent in here. AndthentherewasthisassemblywhereOzpinkneweverythingaboutmeanditwasweirdsoitwasalmostlikehewasarobot and stuff. So thenthisothergirltalkedaboutthetestandthenicriedandiwastryingtorunawaybutibumpedintoyouand now this is happening! Isn't that funny? Ahahaha, haha heeeeeee?"

wow. What an idiot. That was the only thing Yael thought she was at this moment, and this was pretty much instinct. So, that tells her what she was grown up on so she doesn't forget again. Oh, and then there was this stuff below me.

A deadened stare. That’s all Beliya showed on her face as the girl droned on and on about what felt like her entire life story being crammed down into half a minute. She could have sworn that her own brain cells were slowly committing suicide by self-immolation working as fast as they could to process the blithering girl’s words. Needless to say, it hurt to listen. Closing her eyes, furrowing her brow, and grasping the skin above the bridge of her nose lightly and massaging it, she asked: ”And, why, pray tell, are you here if you have no desire to be here?” Hoping to whatever merciful god there was in this world that she would slow down with her explanation...

AHAHAHAHA- okay, kiinda. Yael took a deep breath, mustering all the power of each of the greek and roman gods, jesus and his mother, all of the atheists, intelligent people, maybe some teenagers, probably some kids, maybe adults who live with their parents still, the christian god, the zodiac signs, and all of the stars in the multiverses. She felt like she was going to suffocate with this breath, and it was almost like she was imploding her lungs with this breath of the gods.

"Because, there'sh def-these thu-thi-THOOO-things called parents. I think. I don't know if they taught me social skills."

THANK WHATEVER GOD EXISTED, A SLOW EXPLANATION LACKING IN BRAINMOLLATION!
That was probably what was going through Beliya’s mind as she lowered her hand from her brow and crossed her arms, keeping her cold glare on this girl, before suddenly breaking her look of annoyance with a smile, and asking: ”You. What is your name?”

Her face broke. The sound of glass breaking was in the background, and her eyes went to nothingness. Just simply pure white, was her reaction. But, with the shake of her head, she was back to normal. "Uh..ummm..my- m'na-M'NAAAA-MY name is, uh, Alpha, um...Chaarnette, that's it."

And then champagne rain down from the sky, her normal face turned into one of great confidence, and she rubbed her eyes, before realizing what was happening in this new...form? Personality? Almost both. "Why'd you ask me for my name?" Oh hohohoho, fffffffffffuck. Amnesia, a sign of crazy.

”You hesitated.” Beliya’s smile broke away as the girl, this, ‘Alpha’ finished speaking. Leaning in closer, almost to the point of it getting awkward, Beliya added on with: ”That means it isn’t really your name. Something as simple as a name cannot be fumbled so badly; not even by you. So. I’ll ask again. Name?”

"Oh, my name is Queen VVVVictoorrrria the third, and I am a purple pterodactylpus who can fly using grape flavored rainbows. Obviously. You're hallucinating. And I'm pretty stupid, nobody would believe that...My real name is Janet Nelson."

Oh look, now she can say shit calmly. Now she can lie about her name and retain this personality because she is a good liar and is actually calm and has good social skills. It's pretty much just what normal people are.

oh wait nope, now she has to feel guilty about this later.

”...Hmm. Very well then.” Beliya withdraws from her close examination of the girl-whatever her name was’ eyes, she seemed...calm now. Strange. Very strange. Deciding that she wouldn’t get anything more out of her with that, she said: ”Well, Queen Victoria.” with a dry, sarcastic tone, adding on with: ”I would still like to know why you’re even here if you’re afraid.” She wasn’t done with this girl yet...not by a long shot. Someone this spastic and unpredictable could prove to be a useful teammate, if understood properly.

"Because....I do not remember, actually."

She had the blank face, like she genuinely had amnesia right then and there. She looked like she did not remember anything at all, and almost just woke up from a 10 year old coma or something else like that, while on life support. But she wasn't. It was just a long while when these UNFORTUNATE SERIES OF EVENTS happened. Or started. You can't remember 8+ years of this shit. Was it 8+? Nobody knows anymore, because Yael- I mean Janet didn't.

Beliya tilted her head towards the ground and closed her eyes before speaking in response to...Janet. ”..That is troublesome...regardless, I still think you have something to say.” Beliya looked at Y-Janet expectantly, wondering if she’d honestly forgotten her manners. ”Or perhaps you just don’t feel like it.”

"I...really don't member anything, honestly."

Put it off. Get to the conversation, off this weird topic. Yael was thinking of something to mend the ice and break it in a normal way. "Uh, so how was your day, Ms. Person McPersonwoman. With...old-looking hair person." Oh great, that wasn't very good. At least it was normal. And usually much better than bumping into a random girl and talking to her for fuckin' 4/5 hours.

Beliya sighed as her hint was lost on the girl...honestly, even she had better manners; and she’d been raised in the unsettled lands. ”Fine. Thank you, I think. And, it’s Beliya. Beliya Karsakov.” She extended her hand out to offer a handshake, which she thought was just a bit too much for someone with such poor manners.

Yael smiled, and shook the hand slowly, thinking that if she did it any faster, old lady's hand would pop off and she'd have a stroke. "Hi. Now we can be best friends! Right...?" She said, unsure if her first impression was terrible or just bad. Maybe it was terrible. Which is essentially superbad. Her smile faded at the thought of an old lady pummelling her.

Beliya shook firmly, odd considering how slowly Janet was shaking her hand. Once it was over, Beliya’s look of annoyance faded, and she seemed much more calm, keeping a monotone expression on. Maybe she could be useful...Thinking that she might as well give her a shot, Beliya simply said: ”I suppose. Just never call my hair old-looking again or I’ll have to take drastic measures.” There was no difference in her speech during the threat, making it difficult to tell if she was joking or not.

"Okay, old-looking hair lady."

People where going mental. Which was understandable. Trico thought she could eat a bowl of alphabet soup, and shit a better speech than that. It was meant to be...well, anything really. But no. It was nothing. All she could think of now was getting that cute hotty she saw earlier in bed and seeing how she twists and turns. Or though, one of the girls seemed to be saying she was a murderer or something, Trico wasn't paying to much attention really. Attention required effort, and effort was spent on sexual thoughts, which where plenty.
"Hope I get to hit something in this 'test' tommorow"

Oliver stood there, dumbfounded, as he watched the two girls pass by, and walk on towards the auditorium. The one with the pink hair even looked back and gave a smile, followed by a wave. Olivers thin cheeks became soft pink as thoughts about this girl ran through his head for a brief second or two. S-She's...So beautiful! And she looked at me! And Waved!! Oliver thought as he stood there in a daze. He watched as her and her friend walked on, of course naturally he couldn't help but glance at her figure as she lengthened the gap between them. Her friend was also good looking, but Olivers mind was only focusing on the girl with the long pink hair and slender body. "I wonder what her name is-" Oliver began, but was cut off by the sound of the P.A. system which was broadcaster throughout the school grounds, Oliver assumed.

The message over the broadcast spoke about punishment to the tardy. This was something Oliver didn't want to be known for. He could only imagine the embarrasment of being late on your first day. Oliver clenched the handle of his sticker covered suitcase, and hurried towards the Main Building. If i hurry, maybe I'll be able to catch up with the girl...maybe, Oliver thought as he came closer to the building.

Oliver snuck into the building in the middle of Professor Ozpin's speech. It took Oliver's brain a few seconds to register the fact that Ozpin, the headmaster of Beacon Academy. Oliver stood was he was a good few feet inside the crowed whom were all listening to Ozpin's surprisingly feeble speech. Oliver stood there, his excited demeanor turning into disappointment, and sighed heavily,"That speech had so much potential, all gone down the drain..." Oliver stated as slowly bowed his head."Then again, he did mention the test..." Oliver's ears perked up as he remembered why he wanted to come here in the first place, Oliver spoke again with a whisper like tone,"I'm so gunna rock this test, what a perfect way to show off my skills, and see others. I'm definitely going to learn something from it. Butt wait..What's the test going to be on? Survival? Fighting? Killing Grimm?" Oliver listened to hear more, but Mrs.Goodwitch had already finished what she was saying and proceeded to walk of the stage...."Damn!" Oliver whispered.

Atlas sighs at the presentation, standing atop Gideon's head, which, to the untrained eye looks impossible, considering just how huge Atlas is in comparison to Gideon's body "You know." he says after it's all said and done. "It's not nice leaving your best friend like that" Atlas adds with a frown, his hammer slung over his right shoulder, being in his right hand. "So, who do you want to be paired up with? That big angry tech doodad looked interesting."

Blake, standing next to Conrad began to ponder on that speech, lifting his hand to his chin he thought out loud, “Director Ozpin didn't inspire everyone in the room , if any at all, with that speech, but why wouldn't he, could it be that he's not enthusiastic about training us? But, why wouldn't he, he's the director, it's not making sense.
On the other side, his word's are full of wisdom, is it to not let knowledge guide us but we guide ourselves? No, that's not right. I think the gist of it would be that we should be sure about the path we decide to take. Hm, could he have second thoughts about something in this school?”
realizing he had just psychoanalyzed a speech, without any prior knowledge, out loud, and that people stared at him, he addressed them “Or maybe I'm thinking about it too much” he smiled awkwardly. Looking not to far ahead he noticed a man sitting on top of another man drawing some attention as well, so he wasn't the only odd one out there.
“Conrad, sorry for spacing out there. It appears we have the rest of the day, should we train, try to meet potential teammates, or explore the place? I'm fine with any or something else, what do you say?”

Gideon pushes Atlas off his head, who seemed to have less weight than a feather. He looked around as the speech ended, his eyes gazing about as the mass of people seemed overly disappointed. "I liked the speech. He didn't use excessive words." Gideon decided out loud to Atlas. Gideon then decided to consider Atlas's question, having been the first meaningful question uttered all day, "I believe the best choice would be you, we have grown up together, thus we fight best together."

Xovos guessed at the parameters of the test, watching the others vacate slowly.

"Atlas, does the air taste like skunk cabbage to you as well?"

Priscilla ran a hand through her pink hair as she made her way to the building, it seemed the girl she was with, left her, but no biggy. And so, she followed the others towards the announcement, she didn't know where to go, so why not go and follow them? As she got to the place, it was pretty crowded and she could see the guy she kicked! She felt so bad for him, so later on she could apologize. And so, Priscilla kept walking and stood there with both of her hands infront of her as they locked their fingers with one another. Priscilla looked around bitting her bottom lips. Test? She never knew that they had to take a test!!But she will kick ass. Yes, she will. And so she stood there alone waiting for the announcement to finish.

The speech was lackluster at best, downright useless at worst. It mattered not to Conrad, he was just here to learn how to kill Grimm more effectively. Idly picking something out of his teeth, Conrad noticed that Blake was spacing out. Probably over that speech. However Blake quickly recovered and asked him what he wanted to do. Now isn't that the question of the day. Mulling it around a bit, finding potential teammates sounded like a good idea.

"I can dig finding some potential teammates. If nothing else we could find some friends." Hefting Cleave onto his shoulder, Conrad said "Lead the way my man."

Beliya's eye twitched for a moment as she broke off the handshake as she resisted every growing urge in her body to smack Janet upside the head, but held it in. Even if this girl lacked any sort of tact, manners, self-confidence, compotency...good god why was she still talking to her? Regardless, she might prove useful. Deciding that just maybe she might want to at least try and get some more information out of her; stuff like her weapon and semblance, Beliya turned and started walking slowly before saying: "Oh, that's right. We're free to explore the grounds until this evening, so, would you like to come with me? I was planning to look around and see if I could find their training room, along with their other facilities."

She wasn't sure if her idea was genius, or doomed to fail. Probably fail.

Oliver's dog ear pointed downwards after hearing about the test. It'll be fine, I'm good enough to get into Beacon I think I can handle whatever they throw at me.. Olive thought to himself with confidence. Olive looked around the room right after Mr.Goodwitch stopped talking. People all around Oliver started leaving one by one, leaving but the little trace that they were ever here. "What should I do now?" Oliver pondered as he stood in the middle of the room, watching people pass him by on the way out. "I could go explore the school ground."Oliver said to himself as he glanced at every person. The pink haired girl had shown up again, this time she wasn't with her friend. Oliver brought his hand up to his mouth and breathed on it, inhaling through his nose seconds after, trying to check his breath. This is it...Nows the time to make the move...

Oliver nonchalantly shuffled his way over to her side, moving around the people that would block the path otherwise. "So, You excited for the test?" Oliver asked in a manly yet charming voice. Perfect, He thought just after talking. Oliver had his hands in his pockets ,his hair, which was brushed that morning, was a little bit messy and wavy. He smiled which was followed by a light chuckle as he waited to her her response.

Brucey, had his eyes as fixed as stone onto Ozpin, he was interested by the little man with such a huge presence. His speech was short but something he said specifically, caught Brucey’s attention…”But I look amongst you, and all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose--direction.”

“Purpose, a reason to be…” He muttered allowed

Now that the whole assembly was over he was utterly confused as where to go from then on. He adjusted his furred vest, and the ropes that encircled his body and the Steamer trunk, keeping both tightly connected. He looked down and noticed a clumsy girl run into another student, he felt sorry for her as the girls face changed to the definition of horror. Her scream of "PLEASE DON'T MURDER ME RANDOM KILLING LADY!" was so sudden that even Brucey feared for her safety, but at the same time the Silver-haired girl look like she had no intention of killing the offender, she was as shocked by the outburst. By looking at her stance, she was only getting ready to defend herself. He is interested in the little ones’ conversation and he turn to them and watches it from a distance. He notices all of the other students around them moving out of the auditorium, chatting amongst themselves. He is struck by the fact that he has no idea what to do from here on and looks around spinning his body as if searching quickly for something but he has no idea what he is looking for, but then he spots the Robot leaning against the wall beside him.

“Hey,” waving his hand in front of the bot” do you mind if I follow you around for the time until lights out? I don’t want to bother you or anything.”

Ineko stood there leaning against the wall, still, while most students were leaving. He went over a recording of the speech again, skipping from place to place.
"WOW, WHO IS THAT GUY." He 'mumbled' long after Ozpin had left.
Someone in the moving crowd yelled back, "That's Ozpin, stupid!"
"...WHO'S OZPIN?" Ineko thought aloud, hearing a groan in the crowd. He scratched his neck and just pinned him as someone of high stature. Ineko wasn't very well knowledgeable of current events or people. He thought for a moment, as all of the students had been given some free time, he wondered what to do. He referenced his map once more, a holographic map appearing on his Heads Up Display. He spotted a rather inconspicuous building off the immediate campus. If there were no directions, no one would have been able to find it without some serious searching.

“Hey, do you mind if I follow you around for the time until lights out? I don’t want to bother you or anything.” It was the guy who he met before. Ineko placed a waypoint on the map and miniaturized it, the map moving into the top left corner of his Heads Up Display.
"YEAH SURE, IF THE PLACE WE'RE HEADING TOO IS OFF LIMITS WE WOULD BOTH BE SHAFTED. IT'L BE MORE FUN THAN JUST ONE GUY BEING SHAFTED." Ineko grinned, he stood upright and then walked out. Walking with a purpose towards that strange building.

It was about five minutes of quick walking, Ineko made sure that his new buddy was still behind him. The building was mostly covered by large trees and overgrowth. The armored student stopped for a second and scratched his head. The entry way to the building was a large medieval gate like structure. Peering in, he could see sandstone blocks on the floor. He cautiously walked in, and realized that the building was an arena. The ground was made of massive steel panels of varying size. Ineko scraped his boot against the floor, the smooth steel surprisingly offered lots of traction. Looking around further, the elevated seating areas were dusty and overgrown with plants. Ineko looked up at the large opening in the ceiling, he could see trees.

Ineko heard rumbling and one of the smaller floor panels submerged itself into the ground, seconds later, another one rose. This time, with a silver robot standing atop it. Ineko narrowed his eyes, he saw happiness in the robot. Meaning it was a simple construct. The silver robot wasn't particularly armor plated, or even bulky, it was rather simple. The robot put its arms up in a fighting stance, and once it did that, Ineko realized what the building was for. He chuckled and smiled. A massive screen above the entrance flickered to life, a giant blue 'I' was on the screen. Ineko got himself into a loose stance, he was never one for stiff stances. The robot charged, throwing a punch once it got in range. Ineko quickly grabbed the wrist of the robot, pulled it towards him, and planted a side kick into the ribs of the robot, causing it to lose its balance. Ineko took advantage of the loss of balance to throw down the robot and put it into a hammerlock.

A loud resounding bell being struck filled the arena, Ineko looked up to the screen and the I had turned into an X, with the words MELEE underneath it. Another gap in the floor opened up and another robot rose. This time, painted navy blue with quadrants of red here and there, it wielded a shock-rod and a large riot shield. Ineko let go of the previous robot and turned his attention to the newer opponent. Again, sensing some degree of happiness. It seemed like they hadn't been used as sparring partners for some time. The previous robot stood up and the panel it was standing on sunk into the ground, the silver robot leaving the arena. Ineko tried to get some more information out of the new Sparbot, he heard it say R-10, repeatedly. R-Series Model 10? Ineko thought, he again set himself into a loose stance, a different one this time. R-10 smacked the side of its shield twice with its shockrod, trying to entice an attack. Ineko knew this, a taunt, a tactic used by defensive fighters to lure attackers in. They stood for a second, both opting for defense. After that moment, Ineko suddenly dashed in, deciding that things would stay like this forever unless one of them attacked.
R10 rose its shield in preparation for a shield bash to stagger Ineko, but he saw that coming from a mile away. Ineko lunged forwards and smashed into the shield at full force, throwing R10 backwards and Ineko recovering with a roll into a crouch. R10 quickly got up and swung at Ineko's side with its shockrod, which Ineko promptly grabbed. Arcs of electricity traveled up Inekos arm, doing nothing but scorching the paint. Ineko saw the power capacity of his suit surge, just as planned. R10 responded by shield punching at a 45 degree angle. Ineko leaned inwards, dodging the attack. Now he was inside R10's shield. Ineko elbowed R10's knee then grabbed R10's shockrod arm with both hands and threw him to the floor.

The next ten minutes were a blur, Ineko had already gone through several robots, hearing the bell of victory each time he defeated one. They were progressively getting more difficult. Smarter, faster, stronger. The sounds of metal on metal echoed throughout the arena, and Ineko had no doubt that people nearby could hear the sounds of battle. Ineko had gone into some sort of fey mood, each fight was purely based on instinct and his skills in hand to hand combat alone. Most Sparbots had weapons, swords, shields, warhammers. He was shaken out of this fey mood when he botched a dodge, too shallow. The Sparbot, a blur, kicked Ineko in the chest, sending him flying 30 meters away and smashing into the walls that separated the arena from the spectator seats. Ineko groaned, "ALRIGHT, I'M DONE. THESE GUNS ARE GONNA OVERHEAT." He shouted. The screen turned off and the Sparbot left the arena, submerging back into the storage area below the arena. Ineko sat upright, breathing heavily from the constant high impact fighting. A very quiet whine was heard from Ineko's suit as it powered back on. Constant high impact fighting with about a hundred kilograms of armor and technology weighing him down. "WHEW" Ineko spoke, wiping the forehead of his helmet with his hand, "ANYONE ELSE WANT TO TAKE A GO?"

All too soon, or not soon enough, the assembly began and Ozpin took to the stage for his short speech. Tai got the feeling from the mood around that many people were dissatisfied with what he had to say, but he was more considerate. No one said an opening speech had to be long, and there was an elegant simplicity to it. He could have elaborated more if he wanted, but if Tai missed his guess then it was about making the prospective students think, not providing all the answers for them. So he had no problem with it.

Well, the ceremony was over, with the announcement that there would be a test tomorrow, but it wasn't something he was going to get overly worked up about. Whatever came was what would come. Instead he turned about and departed, unknowingly passing a silver eyed girl in a red cloak in the process. He went back onto the grounds, wandering some as he looked around, at the dorms, the various campus buildings, and eventually coming to a halt in the gardens where he sat and just watched, occasionally scooping up a bit of dirt to transmutate it into other materials, with varying forms to go with. He had a while, so there was no need to rush.

Undying Curiosity said
Oliver's dog ear pointed downwards after hearing about the test. Olive thought to himself with confidence. Olive looked around the room right after Mr.Goodwitch stopped talking. People all around Oliver started leaving one by one, leaving but the little trace that they were ever here. "What should I do now?" Oliver pondered as he stood in the middle of the room, watching people pass him by on the way out. "I could go explore the school ground."Oliver said to himself as he glanced at every person. The pink haired girl had shown up again, this time she wasn't with her friend. Oliver brought his hand up to his mouth and breathed on it, inhaling through his nose seconds after, trying to check his breath.Oliver nonchalantly shuffled his way over to her side, moving around the people that would block the path otherwise. "So, You excited for the test?" Oliver asked in a manly yet charming voice. , He thought just after talking. Oliver had his hands in his pockets ,his hair, which was brushed that morning, was a little bit messy and wavy. He smiled which was followed by a light chuckle as he waited to her her response.

Priscilla wanted to ask questions but they all seemed to be busy and they were already gone. She sighed with a bit of dissapointment because... she likes asking questions! It's a good thing, right? As she was going to turn around, she accidently bumped into a guy. The same guy she waved to earlier on. "Oh! Im so sorry, I should watch where I do. Haha. Oh god..." Priscilla was a bit nervous, she wasnt this close to a guy before, so she took a step back. "Ummm the test? Uhhh. Sure. haha. I guess? Are you?" She asked raising an eyebrow at him. Priscilla noticed that he was talking very manly, so that was interesting and... cute. "Oh. My name is Priscilla!~" she smiled extending her hand to shake with his.

Trico decided to go find her pink-haired beauty again, for the hell of it. She couldn't risk some other bastard pouching that Legendary drop. After a small while of hunting, she found her. Speaking to a guy with dog ears. Actually speaking, smiling and touching him! And who the hell even had dog ears? How could someone like that in a person?! This travisty could not go unpunished! It did not require thought, only action. With a simple flick of her side pouch, Trico drew her boomerang, and threw it at the dog person, trusting her Semblence to connect, even without caring where. She'd then merrily skip over to Priscilla and smile, enveloping her in a big hug.
"Hello Priscilla ~" she exclaimed loudly.