Press was quite surprised to hear how short the speech was. He was used to incredibly long and boring speeches that hardly anyone paid attention to and forgot a minute later. Oh well, at least it was to the point, Press thought as he left to find his luggage and secure a spot to sleep. There was still light out, but that didn't mean he couldn't be prepared.

Lost, on the verge of an anxiety attack, and without her luggage, Eurwen stumbled through the empty halls of the academy in search of her friends. Sobbing softly, and hugging herself for comfort, the faunus called out, her voice echoing down the corridor, "Hello! Ashart, Fir!.. Anyone?" Having gone into a panic after realizing she had lost her friend, Eurwen had scrambled down the hallways and made too many turns to retrace her steps, only succeeded in becoming more lost in the maze-like academy.

Unsure of where she was, the rabbit came across another intersection of hallways. Floppy ears now stood at attention listening carefully for any sign of other students, but with little to no noise coming any of the hallways, they drooped sadly back down along her head. Wiping at her eyes as her vision became clouded with tears, she called out again, "Hello, is anyone there!"

Press examined a map of Beacon on a board, yet still managed to somehow get lost. I swear, I am bringing a GPS with me next time, he thought as he turned a corner, sure that it was yet another wrong turn. He never did like large places, and got lost most of the time even with maps. "Ok, let's retrace my steps," Press muttered to himself and he turned around, going back to where he thought he came from. Naturally it wasn't, and Press ended up getting more confused and lost than when he began. "Son of a..." Press muttered, putting his hand to his chin and wondering, not for the first time, why he was cursed with his lack of sense of direction.

As he continued on, he came upon a sobbing girl. She appeared to be a Faunus, if her rabbit ears, which he could barely see in her hair, were anything to judge by. Chances were that she was lost like him, in which case he didn't blame her for crying, considering how confusing Beacon was. He cleared his throat and awkwardly asked, "Um, excuse me," not entirely sure how to talk to girls in general, let alone in situations like these. "are you, um, alright?"

Eurwen was pretty sure she was going to die out here. The hallways seemed never ending, always twisting and turning, and before long she found herself going in a complete circle. "I'm never getting out of here.." She sobbed. Leaning against the wall and finally accepting defeat, brown eyes stared dully at the wooden floor beneath her feet, "If anything, I guess I could sleep here tonight." With any luck, someone might even stumble upon her.

At the sudden voice, the Faunus froze in her spot. Eyes growing wide, her head shot up searching desperately for the source of the voice. Catching sight of a boy standing down the hall from her, Eurwen's frown dissolved into a wide smile as tears of happiness began to pour down her cheeks. Without a second thought, she rushed him. Tackling the stranger, and seizing him with a hug, the rabbit cried into his chest in relief, "I can't believe somebody found me! I thought I was gonna die out here!"

Gripping the collar of his shirt now, she leaned in close leaving inches between them as she begged for an answer, "Please tell me you know how to get out of this place?"

The moment he saw that smile on her face Press knew something bad was about to happen, which was confirmed by her sudden glomp, knocking him down onto the ground. Yup, she's lost, Press confirmed as he awkwardly looked at her as she cried on him. When she asked him if he knew the way out, he looked away and slowly said, "Ummm... I was, uh, going to ask... you... for that, and... yeah..." his voice trailing off. "Um, also, could I, like... have some space?" Press asked, his hands on her shoulders and gently trying to push her away.

Realizing she was sitting on top of him as he began to push her away, Eurwen's cheeks burned bright red in embarrassment before she quickly hopped off of him. "Right, sorry, I got a little carried away." She said while rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. After what felt like hours of wandering, it was nice to finally see another person, even if they were just as lost as she was.

Standing above him and holding out her hand to help him up, the rabbit smiled softly, cheeks still tinted pink, "My name's Eurwen, what's yours?"

Press' cheeks were also red from the event, and he gently took her hand as she helped him up. "That's a rather interesting name," Press said, trying to sound friendly. "Then again, my name is Press, so I'm not really one to talk."

Pulling him up, the Faunus took a step back, a smile still present on her face, "So, Press," Glancing at the intersection of hallways before them, she crossed her arms indecisively, "Which way should we go?"

"Hmm," Press said as he looked at each hallway, finding absolutely no difference between any of them. He then pointed in a random direction and said, "That way." He turned to Eurwen and asked, "Unless you disagree?"

Hands clasped behind her back innocently, she shook her head with little hesitation, "No disagreement here! Lead the way, friend.~"

"It's settled, then!" Press said, and together they headed off into parts unknown to them.

As they walked, Press used the opportunity to strike up a conversation. "So, what are your weapons? I use a simple wrench and buckler, and my own two arms if necessary," he said with a smile.

Staring up at the other in curiosity, her eyes flickered down to his arms before returning to meet his gaze. "Well," Grazing a hand over the grip of her gun strapped to her thigh, Eurwen pulled out her first weapon, "This is my primary weapon, Arcadius." Making sure the safety was on, she held out the gun to Press, showing off the revolver and the hazardous looking blades sitting atop and below the barrel, "I made him my first year at Firelight and he's been my pride and joy since."

Twirling it in her hand with a cocky grin, she placed it back in its holster before tugging on the leather strap around her chest, "And this is Euythmia." Not caring to pull the blade out of its sheath, Eurwen continued on, "I got her from my father. She's just a sword, but she's kind of like a family heirloom."

Press nodded. "The weapons that we carry are important, whether we inherit them or create them with our own two hands," he said. "I can't even begin to tell you how many times I made a gadget, only for it to fail the next day." He removed his wrench from his belt and slid his hand across it. "There are only simple modifications to this regular pipe wrench, as you can see," pointing out the spiked knuckle guard and the spike on the top. "Never gave it a name, though."

He placed his wrench back onto his belt and took his buckled off the other side of his belt. "My shield is also rather ordinary, and doesn't have anything special, not like most weapons others use," Press said as he examined his buckled before placing it back where it belonged. He was about to say something, but as they turned a corner, he noticed a board to the side. Press gave it a quick examination and saw that it was a map. He hated maps, since he usually couldn't follow one, but from where they were, it actually wasn't too hard.

"Oh hey, this part will be easy," Press commented, finger on the red dot that showed where they were. "All we have to do is go straight ahead, then take the first Ieft to reach where we need to go. That's practically idiot-proof."

Listening to Press speak passionately about his weapons, Eurwen never broke eye-contact. It was nice meeting someone out of her group that wasn't blowing up bars, or destroying benches. Not to mention he could carry a conversation. "My parents always told me that when we name our weapons, it creates a bond." Tugging on the sword strap again, she gave a shrug, "Then again, this old girl was named long before my time."

Turning the corner with him, Eurwen came to a halt as Press noticed a map along the wall. Bouncing in her spot with a grin on her face, the Faunus cheered as he pointed out their location, "Yay! Now we can finally get out of here! I seriously thought we were going to have to sleep in these hallways for a minute there."

"Well then, no need to stay here any longer than we have to," Press said cheerfully. "Let's go!" Press said as he pointed in the direction they were headed.

With a skip in her step, and a smile on her face, she followed promptly behind him. Still curious about this potential friend, and with time still to themselves the Faunus piped up once again, "So where are you from?"

"Transferred here from Haven academy," Press replied. "Beacon seems so much different from home, so it's one reason why I got lost." He chuckled, then continued on, "That, and the fact that I have a really poor sense of direction."

"You can say that again!" She laughed, "Firelight is totally different than Beacon, I just didn't expect it to be this big." Continuing down the hallway and making the left turn Press had mentioned earlier, small noises from further down caught the rabbits attention causing floppy ears to rise at attention, "Oh! I think I hear people!"

Not waiting up for Press, Eurwen hurried down the hallway. Making a sharp right turn and coming to a halt, her smile stretched into a grin as she now stood in the auditorium, "[n]Press! We made it![/b]"

Tucked into the corner with a few other bags, Eurwen rushed over to the luggage and lifted her duffle-bag into her arms, crushing it in a hug, "Oh my clothes, my stuff--I thought I had lost you.~"

"Hey, wait up!" Press called out to Eurwen as she ran past him, but it seemed like he was brushed off, so he had no other option but to follow her. As he reached the auditorium, he sighed in pleasure and replied to Eurwen's exclamation, "Yup, we made it alright."

As Eurwen located her luggage, he stood by her and asked, "You take care now. I'm going to find my luggage and find a good place to sleep." He turned and began to walk away, waving behind him as he did. "See ya."

The Atlas native hadn’t needed to explore much of the new city to find a shop that caught his interest. It seemed that like in his home country, worthwhile shops could be found in the more obscure and less travelled areas. The place that had caught Oren’s attention was a small coffee shop away from Vale’s main streets, rather close to the Academy. With soft lights and a dated, but homely atmosphere, he couldn’t help but step into the business. A rush of pleasant aromas told him he had chosen well, and he paused for a moment to try and sort through the variety of roasts that filled the air. He had only managed to pick out a few familiar varieties before a soft voice greeted him through the quiet din that filled the shop. By no means was Oren a tall individual, but even he had to look down just a tad to focus on the individual that had greeted him. A pair of feline ears twitched as he met the waitress’ eye while her tail swished back and forth behind her. “Welcome to the Joe Shop,” she said with a grin as she stepped to the side and waved him into the small store. “Please, take a free seat.”

The hours passed by quickly in a pleasant blur, and by the time Oren stepped back onto the streets, the sun had set. Sighing deeply at the lingering traces of the last cup, he promised himself he would return here. Their roasts varied greatly, but each had been a distinct flavor despite the many cups that had been finished. The shop’s atmosphere had been relaxing, somehow even managing to have a quiet area where the ambient music didn’t reach despite the building’s small size. His lips twitched, edges curling up into a small grin, when he noticed the employee that had greeted him waving goodnight to him behind closed doors. Returning the gesture, he figured he had spent enough time off school grounds for the day. Dinner was likely over by this time, but he didn’t mind grabbing something on the way back. He’d managed to find a great shop to drink at, so maybe he’d get lucky and score with the food as well.

Gen continued to advance through the city to reach his objective. Through intermediate glances of his behind, he tabbed his pursuers' progress. "Damn, T. Those things are getting closer. I think E. is about to wet himself!" A pout sounded from his behind in response to the remark, "I am not that scared! I just feel sorry for those things! They can't even give hugs with those huge claws." Fully aware that both personae were unable to grasp the predicament they were in. In the short amount of time he had to analyze the corpse, he took into account the raptor's proficiency in speed and physical capability. With this in mind, Gen estimated that some members of the pack would catch up in a few moments. As the teen sprinted through the streets, lugging his rifle in his hands, he slid to a halt at the terrain before him.

Cutting through what should been a four-way intersection was a rift, he couldn't hazard to guess its depth. Glancing to his sides, he set his eyes upon an alternate route down the road. But with such a detour, the situation was as clear as glass to him. He could run for as long as he wanted, but chances are, those long snouts housed an acute sense of smell. Making a retreat would only delay the inevitable.

Gen slid to a halt and made a stable footing, bringing his rifle up to his shoulder. He focused on a pair of entities, peering down at him from ontop of a pile of rubble. His heart sank as he took the distance between the grimm and himself into account. The raptors had managed to gain a position of higher altitude in a short amount of time, "Damn, they're fast." As he attempted to create some more space between them, his heel eased into intangible air. With his back against the wall, he cocked Sagaciter and prepared for combat. The first raptor got a running start and pounced in Gen's direction. With its feet at the ready, hoping to sink them into the boy. He easily saw through the blatant assault and fired a round into the beast's stomach, creating a hole in its side.

Though the creature instantly went limp, its body still retained its momentum, "Move! Move!" Gen thought to himself as he sought to evade the carcass, failing to take the weight of the Grimm into account. As he lept to the side, the creature's snout came into contact with his waist, forcing him closer to the edge of the cliff. Tightening his grip around the rifle, he hoped to push away the corpse with his semblance, forcing his hand against the body. But such a large creature was extremely heavy, too much mass to move alone. With his free hand, he gripped onto the road and in hopes that his fingers would wrap around something tangible. Still keeping the raptor's partner in check, he aimed down the thermal sights and pulled tightly on the trigger. Guiding the projectiles to their target, they incapacitated the raptor before it could even start an attack. With both of the antagonists now deceased, Gen could focus on the problem at hand; He was now falling into the dark embrace of the rift, his tie flapped uncontrollably as he descended. "Yay! We're falling! Oh, wait. Oh no, we're falling!"

As Rielle fought her own battle, not to far away from Gen's position, the girl began to realize that no matter how many Grimm she torched, there were always more to follow. She wasn't going to get anywhere like this, and despite enjoying destroying the beasts, she fell back, knowing there was no way for her to reach her objective if she carried on. Rielle shot out her hand and created a wall of fire that spanned the width of the street she was on, hoping to buy herself some time as she slipped away. She was fast on her feet but faster in the air. Despite this fact, she stayed on the ground, not wanting to become a target for any Grimm that hadn't noticed her position. Instead, she weaved through tight alleyways and crumbled buildings, having changed Seraphine into its original bow form. Her hand left hand was at the ready to create an arrow, her pointer finger occasionally twitching as she heard sounds that might signal danger.

She continued along to the North, closer to the inner city, and made it a point to stay away from any busy streets. She had to occasionally duck inside a building as a group of beowolves passed by, and she wondered if maybe all the Grimm in this city worked in packs like this. Not once had she seen or encountered a Grimm that was not without a friend or two. It was strange, seeing as it was something the girl had never seen before.

The alley she took next had come to a dead-end, and Rielle cursed aloud, having to retrace her steps back to a large road that was eerily quiet. She pulled her hood over her head, as if it would conceal her rather than make her stand out, and folded her wings back into their place at her back. Just as the light flapping sound they produced faded away, she heard a cry from a beast, and ducked behind the nearest trash can. Two Rage Raptors had just sped by a few meters away, and continued on down the road that was perpendicular to the one she was on. As she crouched there, she thought to herself that perhaps they were in persuit of something... or someone.

"Shit." Rielle would curse as she stood up and ran in the direction she had saw the two Grimm running towards. She heard a few shots being fierd, and as she approached the corner of the road, she peeked over from behind a building to see an unlucky someone facing off against the two at a close intersection. Though whoever it was looked like they were handling themselves, she still dashed towards them, just when they took out the first beast. As she was running closer, Rielle recognized the clothes the person was wearing, and soon, was able to see that it was Gen Hio who was trying to defend himself. In a matter of moments, Gen killed the second raptor and sent it falling in a dead heap. Rielle had slowed her pace and was about to call out to him when she noticed it looked like he was losing his balance. Behind him was a deep rift in the earth that would likely kill him if he took a tumble down there.

"Like hell he's getting away from me that easy!" she said excitedly as she started running forward again. She snapped her wings out and flew towards her friend with her arms outstretched and a wide grin on her face. "Gen Hioooo! Yay! We get to be partners!" she said as she tackle hugged him midair and sent the two of them flying to the other side of the rift. Too excited to fly any farther, she simply let them fall back to the ground, her landing cushioned by his body. As the two came to a stop, she sat on his belly and poked his cheeks. "Heyyy partner." she said happily, not so much because she had saved his life, but because she had claimed her buddy as a partner.

Gen grimaced as he felt a sharp pain course through his back, along with being propelled across the rift. His semblance lacked such force, meaning that the figure suddenly hugging him was his saviour. As his eyes focused, he was faced with an individual he recognized, "Oh, it's that faunus which Compassion befriended. Primary objective: Partially complete." Acknowledging his progess with C's assignment, he deduced Rielle wasn't aware of his mental condition.

Blind from the fact that it was a different persona holding the reigns, Tactician managed to imitate his creator's personality, "Thanks for saving me there, Rielle. I was definitely a gonner." At the mention of their partnership, he recalled the headmistress' set rules. Since Rielle was the first student he came across- well, more like she found him, they were now deemed accomplices. "Partners indeed. I'm sure we'll be more productive working together. I'm basically useless on my own, so I'm glad we met up. Anyways, let's get a move on." The monotone voice barely masquerated Compassion's passionate tone, but it would've been hard to make a connection through the incessant poking of his cheeks. Though he was mostly focused on their current situation, he couldn't help but to think of possible tactics to employ in the future. Gen leaned forward as he placed his hands on the ground, then rose from the tarred streets.

The few moments of respite were swiftly brought to an end as the two heard more calls from down the street. Easing his fingers around the grip of Sagaciter, he stared at its embedded green lighting, "Let's get ready for battle, shall we?" He dropped to a knee, peering through the sights, expectantly waiting for their attackers. "I'll try to pick off as many as possible, but they'll easily be able to span this rift. Do you think you can drop those which make it to our side?" He asked as he glanced up at the red hooded girl, though he already expected her answer.

When Gen had made a move to get up, Rielle quickly stood off of him and helped him along. The two had barely had enough time to catch up or say much else before the familiar call of the raptors was heard close by. Moving to Gen's left side, she transformed her bow into a spear, the bladed parts ending in tips on either side. "I can fight long and close range, so you don't need to worry about me. Though, I suggest we try to move while we fight. They seem to just keep coming, and we'll be here for days before we kill them all." she said, her tone was more serious this time. She was now not only defending herself, but getting ready to defend her friend. No more games.

Her eyes could see farther than a normal human's could, and some yards out, she could see the raptors coming at them in a group. "There are five of them this time. The one in the center is behind and slightly bigger than the other four. The ones in front seem to be ready to protect the big one. It's likely the one we should watch out for." she told him, gripping her spear tighty.

Gen listened closely to his comrade whie aiming down the scope, noting every detail she made. "That's quite the formation, I can somewhat see them from this range. They'll protect the leader, eh?' He mentioned aloud, leaning his shoulder closer to the stock. "Well, that's an easy way to pick off one or two." As the raptors approached them, Gen focused on the ringleader, holding in a breath as he stabilized his sighting. Once he felt contempt with his accuracy, he squeezed Sagaciter's trigger, letting out a shot of glowing green dust at the beast. Mentally leading the projectile, one of the four acted as he suspected. Since their role was to protect the leader, it willingly jumped in front of the round, taking the hit for the leader.

The beast fell to the ground and rolled into a heap, but wasn't spared even the slightest of a glance from its packmates. The formation continued ahead, quickly enclosing on the two students. Gen sent a few more rounds down range, but the creatures realized his abilities and began to dodge his attacks. He only managed to down one more as they finally reached the rift, leaping over the gap with grace. "Don't let those claws get close to you! Keep your distance, that tail isn't for show!" Gen called out to Rielle, informing her of the raptor's tail, which was twice as long as the body. As the first raptor gained a footing, it raised its arms and extended its neck, letting out a shrill cry through its glistening sets of teeth.

"Right." was all Rielle had said to show her understanding before running forward to intercept the closest raptor that had crossed the rift in the earth. The legs had to be powerful indeed to get it over the wide gap in a single leap. Rielle had quickly thought of a plan of attack, and as she approached the beast, it lowered its head in an attempt to bite at her. As it did, she quickly ducked, reaching her hand up close enough that her fingers gently brushed the chin of the beast, and sent out a blast of fire directly at its head. The force of it had sent it going backwards, and she used the oppourtunity to slice at its legs with Seraphine. It was mostly as a test to see the strength of its legs, and as the bladed tip hit the beast, it got stuck in the leg, and Rielle's eyes widened.

"Ah... Okay, taking out the legs is a no-go!" she said before using her wings to jump into the sky. The force had unlodged her spear from the leg of the raptor, and as soon as she had a good aim, she threw it, hitting the thing right between its eyes. She dropped down then and went to retrieve her spear once more, only to see the second raptor coming at her from the side.

The fight between Rielle and the raptor only took a few seconds, ending in the girl's victory. From his viewpoint, he found himself captivated by how quickly she defeated the beast. Though, there was no time to remain in his daze as the second combatant cleared the gap. Rielle retrieved her weapon and affixiated herself towards the beast, Gen raised his firearm and shot at its leg, drawing its focus to himself, "Keep the large one preoccupied, I'll take care of this lackey." He stated with a stern expression, placing his hand on a built-in switch.

"Oh sure. Give the tiny girl the big one. It'll be your fault if I get eaten." she had joked with him before flying to the other side of the rift where the big one paced in wait.

Along with being able to turn into a passive mode, Sagaciter also had a more efficient assault rifle composition. Flicking the switch, the barrel collapse on itself, decreasing the length of the frame by a few inches. Being more compact, the mode was extremely effective in close quarter combat, where Gen tends to falter.
As the raptor turned its attention to him, he readied the rifle and sent a few volleys towards the beast. It took the offensive and charged at him, dodging his attacks with seemingless ease. Gen clicked his tongue as the creature held out its claws, leaning its snout forward in an attempt to latch onto a part of the teen. Hio sidestepped the beast and raised Sagaciter, he tried to counteract the recoil of the fully automatic weapon Leaving a few gashes on the raptor's exterior, it let out a cry of pain and whipped its tail around, slamming into Gen's side.

Caught completely offguard by the attack, he was sent flying a few meters, skidding on his back against the rocky asphalt. Stiffling a complaint, he regained his senses and raised Sagaciter as his attacker made a final charge. With its mouth agape, Gen lined up the barrel of the gun and changed the mode. The rifle's exterior extended, and without realizing it, the creature had its mouth around the muzzle. Without changing his facial composure, he pulled down the trigger, gauging a hole through the neck of the beast.

Just as the big one seemed to notice his last buddy was about to go down, the raptor ran forward and lept across the rift, coming towards Rielle who was ready to intercept it. Thinking quickly, Rielle flew straight up into the sky and then crashed back down onto the beast, hoping to hinder it from getting across the rift, but her light weight had caused the thing little more than just an irritation. As it landed on the other side, it began to thrash around wildly in an attempt to get Rielle off its back, and without having anything to grab on to, she had easily been tossed aside, landing on her bottom a few feet away from it.

A childish pout had formed on her face. "None of you Grimm have no respect for a lady!" she squealed as she pushed down her skirt that had flown up as she fell.

As he pushed away the corpse of the minion, he brought his attention to the last raptor. Flying over the rift, with a winged girl hanging tightly to its back, the Grimm began flail its weight around. As Rielle fell to the ground, Gen sent a few rounds at the beast's neck, hoping to distract it. He glanced over to his partner, and saw what should never be seen, "Holy shi- Tactician, Aggressor, Exuberance, avert your eyes! T, focus on the raptor, not... that." A flustered voice ordered the trio, "What's the matter, C?" A. snickered as Gen delved back into combat, keeping the raptor focused until Rielle regained her footing.

Rielle scrambled to her feet, her face growing as ruby red as her hood, not only out of embarassment, but of anger. Though most of it was directed at the raptor, a bit was also towards Gen Hio, who she knew for certain had totally looked right up her skirt. "Even when we're facing a life or death situation, you can't control yourself can you?" she said in an iritated tone as she reached for Seraphine and transformed it into a boomerang. With the raptor focusing on Gen, Rielle flew up and moved back to take aim at the neck of the beast. If her boomerang would hit, the thing's head would surely slice clean off, but that meant Rielle actually had to get the fast bastard.

"Is there some way you can keep it still?" she called to him. They had to take this one out quick. No doubt other Grimm were closeby and had overheard their commotion. Gen quickly thought up a tactic, one he would commit himself to follow through with. He nodded and seemingly changed Sagaciter back to its compact mode, "Alright. This should work." Keeping pressure to the trigger, the fired volleys attack the beast from multiple angles. The relentless attacks left no room for it to change position, utterly forcing it to remain at Gen's will. "Do it, now! He called out to Rielle, keeping his eyes glued to the creature and its movements.

During the time Gen was thinking of a way to stall the raptor's movements, Rielle had been using her semblance to heat up the metal body of Seraphine. The metal was a type that could absorb large amounts of heat without melting, and to ensure the Grimm would stay down with this last move, Rielle had forced as much energy into her boomerang as she could. When Gen gave her the signal, she threw Seraphine as hard as she could, straight at the neck of the raptor. It spun through the air at a great speed, and when it hit the beast, it sliched straight through it's neck like a hot knife in butter.

Moments later it came back to her and Rielle slowly drifted to the ground until her feet touched the pavement. She frowned an raised a hand to cover her eyes as the head of the raptor slowly slid from its body with a nasty sound.

"Ew..." was all she said as the beast's headless body fell to the side, and it lay dead along with its other soulless companions. Slowly she made her way over to Gen, pulling the head of her hood over her hair. "You know, Gen Hio. ...We make a great team." she said as she looked at the bodies before them.

Gen relieved his rifle as the creature finally fell, letting out a sigh as the battle came to a conclusion. As Rielle mentioned their effectiveness as a team, the persona wondered how to respond. "Smile, of course! She just complimented you." Compassion yelled in Tactician's mind. It took a few moments for him to make an attempt at the faical expression; the product being what looked like the grin of a maniac, "...Yes we do. Well, let's get a move on." He motioned his head towards a random road, hoping it would take them to their destination.

Press thought he heard more Grimm running about, and he came to a conclusion: he needed to find his partner. He was certainly capable of handling himself, but he was in enemy territory right now, and fighting alone was not the best option. He walked along the street cautiously, keeping his eyes and ears open for potential threats.

After some time, he thought he heard the sounds of combat. He was about to investigate the source of it, but there was a crash, and a girl broke through the wall of a building ahead of him. Without hesitation, Press rushed up to her and, upon inspection, identified her as Eurwen, the girl he had met on his first day here. She was breathing, that was for certain, and it seemed like she was conscious too. He kneeled down to her and placed his right hand behind her head. "Hey, you alright?" Press asked her.

Disoriented from the blow, and from crashing through the wall, Eurwen didn't even realize she had landed next to someone until her head was lifted from the ground. Groaning softly her eyebrows knitted together in pain as she slowly sat up, "Y-yeah, I'm alright." Opening her eyes and finally taking a look at the source of the voice, a weak smile stretched across her face, "Press! It's good to see you."

Holding the side of her ribs where she had taken the blow, the Faunus gave a hiss as she leaned forward, "It's really not as bad as it looks." With a grunt and a throb of protest from her ribs, Eurwen slowly pushed herself up, brushing off the dirt and pieces of wood stuck to her clothes. Glancing down at Press once more, her eyes slowly narrowed as she realized it was just them in the empty street, "Press... do you have a part-"

A chorus of howls interrupted her words and forced the Rabbit to arm herself with Euythmia, "Dammit," Looking down at Press she waved her arm, motioning for him to follow as she started down the street, "Come on! We have to get out of this area!"

Press watched as she pushed herself off the ground and stood up. It seemed like she was still in good condition, so Press probably didn't need to worry too much about her. She was about to ask something, but then a chorus of howls sounded, which was never a good thing. "Aw crap," Press muttered as he stood back up and turned toward the location of the sound. Adjusting the goggles on his eyes, he turned back toward Eurwen and said, "We'd better hurry. Lead the way." He then smiled and added, "Partner."

Throwing a toothy grin back at him, Eurwen gave a brisk nod, "Partner." Repeating it to herself as she turned her focus back to the street ahead, a comforting warmth filled her chest. While it wasn't Ashart, or Fir, she was definitely glad to be paired with someone she was somewhat familiar with. Their meeting yesterday had been pleasant, and Press seemed like a pretty easy guy to get along with, so Eurwen had no reason to protest. However she was curious to see the other in action, and with the way things were looking, a confrontation with the Beowolves from earlier seemed inevitable.

"This way!" Turning down an alleyway, their running quickly came to a halt as large brick wall stood before them. "A dead end." Clicking her tongue in frustration, she raised right her hand and placed a slender palm along the brick. Turning around a serious look came to Eurwens eyes as she held out her left hand to Press, "Do you trust me?"

As Press followed Eurwen into an alleyway, his first thought was, Well, we're probably screwed. After all, he read stories of people going into alleyways and them just finding dead ends. Naturally this was no different. Press turned around to look at the alleyway opening. There were no Grimm to be seen yet, but he could definitely hear the thumping of their paws on the ground as they sprinted. It was only a matter of time before they were found.

Then Eurwen asked if he trusted her, and he turned to look at Eurwen, a serious look on her face and her hand outstretched towards him. He looked at her hand for a second, then back at her face, and made a split-second decision. He grasped her hand with his, and said, "Without a doubt." After all, what else was he supposed to say? A pack of Beowolves behind them, and nowhere else to go, that didn't really leave him with a lot of options.

Despite the danger, Eurwen couldn't help but smile as Press took her hand and reassured her. "Alright, now take a deep breath," She instructed just as the pack came barrelling around the corner, "And hold it for as long as you can!" Taking a deep breath of her own Eurwens semblance activated, wrapping them in a warm black aura as she tugged Press through the wall. Hand gripping his tightly, their bodies phased right through the wall and the abandoned objects scattered around the room. Like before the Grimm busted down the wall, snapping at their heels as she pulled them through another wall and out to the street.

Now in an open area, Eurwen dropped Press' hand and drew Arcadius from its gun holster, "These guys just don't give up." She said, finally releasing her breath. Blowing through the wall and sending bricks and wood flying, the pack of Beowolves lunged out at the two, teeth, and claws bared and ready to tear them limb from limb.

Press raised an eyebrow when given the odd instructions, but when Eurwen pulled him toward the wall, he quickly pulled in a breath before being phased through the wall. The experience was extremely unsettling, to say the least, having to go through a solid mass. After exiting into the street once more, Press exhaled, then took another deep breath in an attempt to slow down his beating heart.

He would have taken some time to recover from the ordeal, but that was not to be, especially since the Beowolves broke through the wall. He wasted no time tossing aside his buckler and transformed his arms into their gun and blade forms. He raised his left arm and quickly locked on to a small number of the Beowolves' heads. Despite the system's speed, he only succeeded in shooting down two Beowolves before the rest were upon them. He ducked a swipe from a Beowolf's claws and counterattacked by stabbing upward, skewering its torso.

With the fight on, and adrenaline pumping through her veins, Eurwen began to grin. Leveling out Arcadius with the pack as they were hit by a barrage of bullets, the rabbit took careful steps back as they continued to charge forward. Among the hounds a single Beowolf set its sights on her, jumping from its spot in an attempt to pounce, Eurwen began to fire.

Striking its chest with the first shot, the second punctured straight into its skull, killing the beast instantly. Before its limp form could land on her, Eurwen rolled onto her back, pulled in her legs, and with her aura activated, tossed the Beowolf off of her and into another. Not wasting a second, she rolled back onto her feet and charged forward.

Twirling Arcadius in her hand so her pinkies sat along its trigger, Eurwen slashed forward, gutting through the Beowolves stomach as stumbled back. Following up the attack with another, her left leg twisted around, digging the heel of her boot into the Grimms side and sending it flying to the left. Hopping back a few paces from another set of Beowolves, Eurwen twisted her gaze towards Press as she caught sight of another lunging at him from behind, "Press! Six o'clock!"

Press swung his blade to the right to dislodge the Beowolf, then parried another Beowolf's claws with the bayonet on his gun arm, followed by firing a shot into said Beowolf's throat. When Eurwen gave her warning, Press turned around to see the Beowolf almost upon him, claws outstretched and jaws open to deliver a powerful bite. Press moved quickly, moving to the side while continuing to spin, gathering more centrifugal force to swing his blade into its jaw, slicing off the top half of its head just like the one he had fought earlier. The body crashed onto the ground and rolled a few feet before colliding with a comrade.

Press took a second to examine the current situation. They had now thinned the ranks a bit, and there weren't too many left. His thoughts were interrupted when he needed to block a swipe from a Beowolf, knocking him back a few feet and causing him to lose his footing for a second. He took a few steps back as the Beowolf growled at him, advancing slowly. Press glanced behind him to see two more Beowolves, leaving him surrounded. Press considered his options, then picked what he thought was the best out of all of them.

Press raised his blade straight up into the sky, then as the Beowolves crouched down to pounce, he used his Semblance, charging his blade with electricity, then discharging said electricity at the three Beowolves, electrifying and stunning them. He then cleaved one Beowolf's head open and escaped through the opening, attempting to regroup with Eurwen. The two he had not slain were currently shaking off their stun and were now growling, moving to the side in an attempt to flank them.

As Press countered the attack and lopped off the top of the Beowolves head, Eurwen turned her attention to the two Grimm before her only to find them rushing at her partner, "Ah- Hey!" Firing off two shots at the beast, and only to have them further ignored as they surrounded Press, the Faunus scoffed in offense. Before she could even draw Euthymia from its sheath, Press stunned the group and successfully killed another, earning an encouraging 'woot' from the rabbit.

With her sword out, Eurwen held up a thumbs up to Press once he made it to her side, "Nice! You take the one on the left, and I'll take the one on the right?" She said, sliding her left foot back, and twisting Euthymia into a reverse grip.

Press smirked and replied, "Sounds like a plan." He raised his gun arm and locked on to the Beowolf's head, then fired. The Beowolf's head snapped back, and it collapsed onto the ground. A growl sounded from behind him, and Press turned to see a Beowolf swiping at him. Press instinctively blocked it with his gun arm, and a "crack" sounded from his arm. Press quickly retaliated by thrusting his blade toward the Beowolf, only for it to jump back and dodge it. As the Beowolf crouched to pounce, Press fired another bolt of lightning from his blade, causing the Beowolf to flinch. Press used that opportunity to thrust again at the Beowolf, this time successfully piercing its head and killing it.

Press wanted to check his left arm for damages, but quickly reasoned that it could wait and that he needed to examine the situation first. He glanced at all directions and could find no Beowolves apart from the one Eurwen was fighting.

Once Press started to fire, Eurwen rushed forward at her target. Eyes locked with the beasts glowing red orbs, the Beowolf lunged at her with a roar. Dripping with her heavy black aura, the blade met between the hounds jaws, and with a cry of her own, Eurwen sliced clean through the Grimms muscular form. Raising her sword, and swiping it to the right as she slid to a halt, blood splattered along the cement and off her blade, "That's for ignoring me."

Glancing around the area to check for any other signs of a possible threat, she sighed in relief as she came to realize it was just her and Press alone in the street once again. Sheathing Euthymia, the Faunus skipped over to the dead Beowolf, a wide smile now sitting on her features as she looked over the bloody carcass. Chopped horizontally into two pieces, she kicked its head, sending it rolling off along with the hide of its back, "Makes a nice throw rug, don't you think?"

Press did not answer, as he was preoccupied with inspecting his arm for damages. He had transformed his right arm back into a normal-looking arm, but his left refused to change back. In addition, it also refused to fire any rounds. However, it could still move around as normal, so it wasn't all bad. "Well crap, I'll have to fix this," Press muttered as he reached into a pouch on his belt and pulled out a small screwdriver. He was about to begin unscrewing some screws, but came to the realization that attempting to make repairs in the middle of the open was probably not the best thing to do. "Well, we should get going," Press said to Eurwen as he placed his screwdriver back into his pouch. "Don't wanna fight another pack of Beowolves just yet."

Inching closer to Press out of concern, and curiosity as he began to fiddle with the screws along his arm, Eurwen stopped in her tracks once he commented on leaving, "Right." She said hesitantly, eyes still along his arm, "Are you going to be alright, though?"

Press turned toward her when she asked if he was alright. "Oh, you mean this?" Press asked as he lifted his left arm, still in its gun form. "It'll be fine. I don't feel any pain or anything from my arms, and I just need a few repairs to get it back in working order." He lowered his arm back down and said, "So, let's go." Together they walked on, their next destination waiting for them to arrive.

Indigo was amused by the fact that she didn't seem to take this seriously, rather it looked like his partner was enjoying herself in all the trouble as she suggested to run a certain direction in a singing way. Completely taken in by the pace of things, he decided it would be best to follow her as the sounds of the Grimm were trying to catch up to them from almost every direction. A bit into their escape two Beowulves dropped down from some buildings in front of them hoping to land directly on top of them as their claws and body were stretched out as if diving onto prey. Indigo's mind began racing in order to counter the attack from these two creatures without losing too much speed from his run. "Should I let her handle it?" He looked to Kay who was in front of him but the girl seemed to be oblivious to the incoming attack.

"Maybe I should start doing something at the very least." He thought as he spotted what seemed to be a abandoned toy ball on the side of the road, perhaps left by some kid from a time when the city wasn't a den for Grimm. He quickly went up to it and gave it a fairly strong kick. Although the ball seemed to have lost some of its firmness over the ages, it was still effective as it flew up towards the Beowolf lunging towards Kay and struck the beast square in the jaw. Flight path disrupted, it sailed harmlessly over the energetic young girl and landed hard in the weed-covered street. With little time left, Indigo faced his predator as it closed in on him, "Trouble." He said as he quickly sidestepped out of the way of the attack, while the air near him whistled as the creature shot past him, no blood was drawn.

"Indy!" KK called back in surprise, slowing up slightly at the sight of the stunned Beowolf. "I think these things are trying to learn how to fly! Or play soccer... Either way they're... evolving..." The overly-serious manner in which she spoke was quickly countered by the flourish that brought Breakr smashing down on the dazed Grimm's skull. She looked slightly disappointed it died so easily. "Huh... Okay, maybe not."

Before the second Beowolf had time to recuperate itself Indigo intensely grabbed it's leg as a bit of his aura poured out and did a quick spin facing towards the group of pursuers behind them and threw their companion towards them at a devastating speed knocking a great deal of them down, and ultimately slowing their chase by a bit. But in little time, the creatures had regained the pace they had lost. "Aw, man. They are so much trouble." He thought to himself as he looked back to their pursuers.

Rounding a corner, Kaesey spotted a large, squat building that was largely still intact. "Let's hide up there!" She cheered to her companion, grabbing him by the wrist and pulling him aside. Holding a thumb in the air to judge the distance, KK whipped her flail into a quick rotation behind her head and, with a slight flick and the press of a button, sent the flail head flying into the sky. Mid flight, five spring-loaded hooks extended from the head and converted the device into a sort of grappling hook that just barely made it over the lip of the building's roof. After giving the handle an experimental tug, the sandy-blonde haired girl smiled as she pressed Indigo's hands onto the hilt. "Hold on tight, please!" Without waiting for a response, she jammed another button and the weapon's motor began drawing them upward at a surprising speed until finally they dangled a few inches from the roof. She quickly reached up to grab the ledge and, with a slight grunt of effort, pulled herself up.

Indigo after pulling himself up he looked at the bottom where the Beowolves began to lost interest in them with several angry barks. Indigo released a heavy sigh, "I think the whole lesson of this event is not to yell 'Cool!' in the middle of an abandoned city filled with Grimm." Indigo said to the girl, "But then again, crashing down from an upper floor of a building wasn't exactly the greatest idea too." He thought to himself as he didn't want to admit out loud that he actually threw himself into trouble. He coughed and turned away from the girl hoping she wouldn't get upset at his remark about her excitement earlier, "Next time, you can just whisper 'Cool!' and do hand motions and stuff to emphasize it. That way it would be quiet and twice as exciting!" He lied to her.

"You think so?" KK's eyes got big as she tilted her head in thought. After a moment she tried a few experimental poses while whispering "Cool!" and ended up making herself giggle at the effort.

They probably needed a way to get off the roof or travel on the roofs to the next building. "I guess, I really should take this a bit more seriously." He said to himself as he unequipped his weapon by his side. With a jerking motion a blade shot out from the weapon that at first resembled a mace. He held it in his right arm, wielding it as one would a tonfa. "Maybe we can travel across these buildings and get to our destination safer. My weapon can shoot a hook too." He suggested to her as he pointed to a building that would likely be their next course.

Kaesey 'Oooh'ed at his weapon flourish, positively mesmerized by the device. After a minute, she shook herself from the daze and finally managed a glance around at the skyline surrounding them. They'd managed to make their way deeper into the city and now the buildings rose around them like forgotten monuments or gravestones to whoever used to call this place home. They were in far better condition than those they'd seen at the edges and indeed many roofs looked like they would support them. Squinting her eyes, KK looked at a particular cluster of buildings some distance away. "Hey... Isnt that a church towery... Pointy... Thing?" She said, putting her hands to a point above her head to imitate the steeple. "C'mon, I think we can just about make it there without touching the ground!"

Brandishing her own 'hook', she ran towards the next closest roof and jumped with hardly a thought, using her weapon to catch the edge before pulling herself up. Indigo was quick to follow, the small grapple of his own weapon giving him a much more graceful form of travel. Together they moved roof-to-roof until they could see the church only a few hundred meters away. "Do you think that's it? Maybe we'll be the first ones!" The girl's long blonde braid bounced about her shoulders as she jumped with excitement. Unfortunately, this action was too much for the old ruin and, with a loud crash, the floor beneath them collapsed and they fell into the building below.

KK coughed through the dust as her eyes refocused on the small patch of daylight far above them before she rolled onto her stomach with a groan. "Indy? *cough* Indy, are you *cough* okay?" There was no immediate response and a quick scan of her surroundings revealed that they'd apparently fallen into the ruins of an old supermarket. Ten foot high shelves were scattered about in long isles, the sturdy metal in various stages of rust and disrepair, and a layer of dust and large thick cobwebs covered just about everything. Thankfully, whatever food had been left out had long since been picked clean leaving only the smell of dust and mildew. Indigo was nowhere in sight, having likely fallen to the other side of the nearest shelf. With a bit of effort, KK pushed herself to her feet and leaned against the metal for support. She wasn't seriously injured but the fall had certainly hurt. Lightly brushing the chalky dust from her pants and blouse, a sudden sinister chittering stopped her cold. "H-hello? Indy?" It was, unsurprisingly, not her friend making the strange insect-like sound as an impossibly large spider crested the shelf; its hundreds of beady red eyes looking hungrily down at her. "O-ohhhhhhhhhh no-no-no..." Kaesey whimpered as the Grimm's mandibles, which bore fangs as big around as her forearm, clicked in anticipating. Tiny droplets of spittle sizzled and smoked as they fell on the linoleum floor. To make matters worse, a quick pat of her hip revealed that Breakr had been lost from her grip and was now laying on the floor; separated from her by a few dozen feet and the monstrous creature. "H-help..." Was all she could squeak, spiders being one of her three deepest fears.

who did this guy think he was chastising him for Taking a rest after such a prolific fight, But Lupus had to agree the amount of enemies . in this hell hole Where astronomical Large compered to them and eventually they would converge on their spot he had to admit his brutal fighting style was pretty loud as well as Bloody effective. Lupus looked around his brown eyes Blinked to remove the dust that had came in his eye from the fight as he looked again at each of the cracked buildings Some where more intact then others one looked quite stunning like it was made just to be looked at. Twas a shame half of it was destroyed. leaving it with a lopsided look And generally a aura of unease about it .

Then The Guy's speech took a Darker tone as he Begun to speak about how he could of died at any minute and generally anyone could die. Swarmed by Beowulf's Sliced open by the Ursa's Chucked to death by a Nevermore. The last part Didn't seem to phase Lupus he didn't really worry about death from falling but the Fact that this guy said it So morbidly so Full in his speech it Kinda made Lupus Feel like he was attending a funeral for himself. And as depressing as it was It was also relieving to actually have someone say it other then himself.

Lupus heard Scratching as he saw the Mans heard tilt left and right to hear if their was anything be it Grimm or something if possible more sinister then Grimm. Lupus's eyes Wide with Anxiety Looked at every crevice his mouth was still silent it was not worth the effort to speak much as he caught his breath in slow deep breathing. he liked the fact he had some at his back helping him Stay alive. which was truly all that mattered at the moment in this god damn wasteland.

He heard the Guy mutter his name "Vask." the Vask said with a courteous nod which seemed to have unease and un-comfortableness in it as well. Lupus Noticed Vask's strangely pink eyes Glancing at His now Slightly bloodstained Swords From under his Copper colored hair Lupus was clueless about what was wrong with him fighting and winning. "My name is Vask" Vask repeated Looking away from him Vask tilted his head listening for something.

While Vask was busy Trying to free something from some run down Apartment block. Lupus was Stretching his Limbs while he had the time. his Eyes looking at the skyline he notice some shadows moving across The skyline at a fast pace. He stared down at his feet as he kicked away a small ball of weeds that caught on his foot. he looked up Again at the skyline The Shadows had moved out of sight for now. Lupus Saw Vask remove a Large piece of wood which was taller then both of them. "why the hell would he need a plank of wood..." Lupus thought Staring at the item. in question.

Vask Began to walk away Without even saying a thing which sorta ticked Lupus off. but the guy might be saving breath. Like he was. Lupus Followed Vask Who had Freed a ladder. "for god sake I am so not in the mood to climb Up..." Lupus murmured Disgruntled under his breath as he heaved his Body up the Rusted Ladder. as quickly as possible. eventually Lupus stood on the roof the wind moving his jacket slowly,lazily Lupus heard voices from a distance as he Saw figures trying to jump a Gap They weren't doing god as their figures began falling Deep between the space between the 2 Office buildings Where they dead probably not Hurt disoriented in danger Extremely likely

"Vask we Gotta help those people whoever they are." Lupus said as he began Running across the rooftops Lightly propelling himself with his semblance to cover a little extra distance. he was soon at the edge of where they had Fallen inside. he heard a voice he had heard Before but instead of a Happy go lucky tone It was scared and quiet. "H-Help KK said. Lupus could see a Hairy Spider leg in the gap where the sunlight entered the darkened store. Lupus Shivered he was never a fan of insects. but he wasn't scared of them either. "Vask Back me up okay I am about to give what ever is in their Hell" Lupus said as his hand reached into the pouch on his pocket his eyes Flickered at the 6 dust vials he carried He was looking for the especially good stuff the stuff he used to blow stuff up which was most the time he pulled out the reddish black vial and he slotted it extremely carefully into the hilt of Gemini. He leaped onto the building Not going through the already made hole.

he needed surprise Because he wanted to have the Spider to be distracted Lupus squared his feet He thrust'ed the half of Gemini that contained the vial into the roof and took 3 strides back He Clenched his teeth as he used the semblance to ram the sword halve further in. that was a audible *tink* as the Mixtures made a volatile substance "3 2" Lupus began counting Their was a large explosion as the part Lupus was standing on collapsed in to the store Crush some shelf's. Lupus stumbled. over some debris as he picked up his sword that was slightly dusty from the rubble and the explosion. Thank god he had forged it well. most swords wouldn't handle that type of explosion. Lupus picked up the other half of Gemini and smirked Looking at the spider "Did someone call a Exterminator" Lupus said with a Smirk as the fat bulbous spider clicked its fangs at him *click* *click* the noise was shiver inducing. But Lupus Grinned "Hey KK grab whatever it is you use for a weapon and go kill some spiders" Lupus said as other spiders neared from their Sticky webs emerging from the shadows. The First Spider the one that had so gratefully greeted him with a Distasteful look Scuttled towards Him with Surprising speed. Lupus ran towards him as Razor sharp legs Met Sword blades. in a flurry of sparks... Lupus still smirking...