For most people the intense flirting from Silus might have been enough to make them rethink their involvement with this particular group, but Cyrul wasn't most people and flirting was something he could definitely keep up with. "Nah, I just changed back at the lockers. I'm sure there's somewhere to do so though, probably near them." Turning back to Silus after his comment on warmth he flashed a wink, stating "Well lucky you I don't think anyone cares if we huddle for warmth then. But someone who can chew dust and breathe fire... Could it be you're just trying to share someone's bed?" He asked in a teasing tone of voice before finishing with "My bedroll's over there, just for the record" as he pointed out where he'd set up his sleeping spot.

Rolling his eyes Nero decided to walk away. With all this flirting he could have thought he was back in the bissnes, you'd be surprised how flirty criminal organizations could get. He waived, after kissing the Fox on the cheek and tickling the lizards nose with his tail, and walked in the direction of the wall. He really had nothing on him, anything he'd had before could have been traced to the family. So when he got to the wall he got what he thought was a brilliant idea and he began to plan his assent. The top of the hall ceiling was held up by semi decorative beams, and he was going to sleep up their. Thankfully with a bit of use from his semblance, he was lucky enough to find the perfect path up, including several students' heads. He smiled as he lay down on the beam, several student's shakeing their fists up at him, and fell asleep people watching from his spot on high.

Yasuri blushed crimson as Parsley's face at the misinterpretation of his comment, "Wait I di-." his futile attempt to explain the situation was interrupted by a slap to the face, doing nothing to help the hue of his cheek. Yasuri stood there shocked for a moment, he had just tried to be polite. "I don't want to slee-." his sentence was cut off again as he realized that what he was trying to say would be heard incorrectly, again. He was going to say that he didn't want to sleep with the girl but then Parsley would think that he thought she was ugly or something and the situation would spin out of control resulting in the utter destruction of any hope at redeeming himself in the eyes of Parsley. So he just sighed and decided he should just go to sleep. However it looked like Parsley still didn't have a place to sleep so he took out his extra clothes and layered them on the ground for a pad and set his pack against the wall for a pillow. Then he set up his sleeping bag a good 5 feet away from him, attempted to make eye contact with Parsley and gestured to it, then tried to get some sleep on his makeshift bed. He doubted she would take his offer, but he hated the thought of a lady having to sleep on the ground.

Salvia nodded and made her way over to the lockers after Silus answer. Working quickly and efficiently she stripped down out of most of her gear and slipped into a comfortable pair of black lounge pants, a comfy sage or olive drab spaghetti strap top, and a pair of comfy, broken in shoes, even though the seemed shabby. She cared little, as she dug into her stuff, before fishing out a book, which she wandered off with, parking herself against a wall and starting to read.

Seilber shook her head at Silus with a wry grin. "Cute," she said quietly. "I could keep you warm," she mused. "But you might keep me awake all night. Not that it would be a bad thing." Seilber tilted her head, twitching her pointy ears for a moment as her tail swished side to side thoughtfully. Looking over at Cyrul she smirked. "I don't have one yet, so, somebody might have to share."

Nico mumbled and inaudible thanks to the stockman and his compliment. He really did not care for his thanks, he was a human, and for as long as he did not the man, he would think of him as an enemy. Nico walked away and headed for the men's bathroom with his duffle bag. He was ready to hit the hay, Nico took of his shirt once he got into the bathroom and switched into a simple white t-shirt. He then took off his pants, revealing his long mid thigh boxers. He ruffed his clothes in his bag and walked out of the bathroom. He was not embarrassed about what he was wearing, he wore this all the time when he want to sleep. He walked into the room were everyone slept, picked spot in the middle of the room and took out his pillow. The second his head hit the pillow he began to snore, extra loud.

Silus smirked at the responses he received from Cyrul and Seilber, scratching the back of his head while he hefted his bag onto his shoulder "well, I'll let you two decide which one I'm going to be kept warm by tonight" he smirked and tossed his bag into a nearby locker which he had claimed. Pulling out a pair of black silk boxers and his sleeping roll, Silus yawned before spitting the dust in his mouth into a bin as he made his way to a toilet to get changed. He walked back out, grey jeans and white shirt folded up into neat squares. He placed them back into his bag and scratched gently at the long pink scar that marred the pale flesh of his. The scar began at his right hip and ended just below the left side of his rib cage. He scratched it again and grabbed his sleeping bag before walking over to Seilber and putting his arm her shoulders "decided yet?" He said with a grin.

Seilber shook her head, looking at the reptilian Faunus, with a small smile on her face. "Seriously though, I didn't bring anything but myself and pretty much what I've got on. No pillows, or sleeping bags or change of clothes... Guess that means I don't have anything to wear to bed either." Tapping her chin lightly she smirked, then stretched some, going up to her tiptoes, unable to contain the almost squeak like noise that bubbled up through her before she settled back down. "I'm willing to take suggestions though.." At the same time she lightly slipped her arm around his waist for a moment seeming not to mind his arm around her shoulders.

He raised an eyebrow at the affectionate display between the two who, from what he knew, had only just met today. Then again he hadn't exactly been chaste when interacting with them. Either way it was getting pretty late and he knew they should get their rest if they wanted to be at full strength in the morning. "Well my bedroll is big enough for both of you. In fact I'm headed there now, feel free to join me, and that offer extends to either or both of ya." He says before turning away and walking back to the place he'd set up his bedding, flopping down onto it and closing his eyes.

The sky was darkening rapidly. Asa groaned, climbing up from the cliff edge and wandering back to the hall. People seemed to be getting ready for bed, most of them anyway. There were people scattered everywhere, some reading, others talking, a few already sleeping. There was even one boy up in the rafters. Nice and spacious up there, he thought, but far to hard for him to curl up. Asa instead picked a spot at the feet of a boy, snoring loudly in the middle of the room. Dropping down to all fours Asa circled three times and then curled up, tail rapping round himself as far as it would go. Pr

Silus smirked as Seilber's arm rested around his waist. He looked down at his bag, removing his arm and picking up one of his spare shirts and handing it to the silver fox faunus "some sleeping clothes" he grinned "and I have a sleeping bag" he said gesturing to the sleeping bag in his duffel. He looked up to Cyrul and smirked "if I need more warmth..we'll come bother you" he said with a wink before rolling out his sleeping bag and pulling out a dog eared copy of Shakespeare's Macbeth. He looked to Seilber to see her response.

Parsey noticed the _pervert's_ gesture and shook her head in disgust. "He hasn't lost his nerve," She said with contempt before examining one of the Faunus from a distance away. "To think they let wild animals into this school," She said with a shake of her head. The nuns had preached against them for a while, comparing them to dogs. As such, she held them in low regards, considering them _basically animals._ With a large sigh she walked out of the hall and to her locker. She quickly unlocked it and got her sleeping clothes out, before going to the bathroom and changing as soon as everyone left. As she finished, she walked out of the bathroom with a thick nightgown, and fuzzy slippers that covered her entire feet-leg section. Her torso and forearms were also well covered, leaving only the hint of a tattoo on her neck showing. She didn't notice, but anyone who saw it might see the slight pulse of dust. Parsey walked into the hall and looked around for a place to sleep.

Taking the proffered shirt, she looked at it for a moment then nodded. "That'll do," she mused. "Um... " seilber blushed a little as she hesitated, looking around. "Be back in a sec." With that she disappeared off to the bathroom. A minute later she came back with a bundle of clothes folded carefully in her arms, with her book. She seemed to be clad only in the shirt, which rested just along her upper thighs, showing off her round but toned shapely legs. Gone were her boots, the wrap skirt, the tube-top and sleeves, leaving her in bare feet as she padded across the room. Folding the bundle up a little more she bent down and sat it on the floor where she might use it for a pillow. "Thank you for the shirt and for sharing," she said, before dropping to her knees gracefully and starting to work herself into the sleeping bag.

Things were getting… uncomfortable, for Nahbi. Somehow everything had become drenched in subtext, and the sexual tension in the room had become so thick, it was difficult to walk through it all. "Right so… I'm gonna go over _there_, then," she said, pointing at an uninhabited part of the room. She didn't know why she'd announced it, though. She doubted anyone was paying attention to her anymore. With that, Nahbi scurried back to her locker, hiding inside of it to change into some sleep clothes. She grabbed her blanket, pillow, and precious stuffed butterfly doll, and made her way to the spot, ready to sleep.

The student body of this school was quite the blend or characters, he only wished that he had some food so he could really enjoy the show. He watched and listened to everyone, forming very blunt and pointless observations about everyone while noting anything that could possibly be important. Knowing your enemy, and he knew full well that even though he would be living, learning, playing and growing with these people that at some point they would fight, is all about being as many steps ahead as possible. Teenagers loved to banter, he was no exception. Once the party had ceased and the entertainment not willing to put on an encore, he decided a goods night rest was a good idea. In a few hours it would be initiation, and he knew that meant danger, sweet danger. With all his effects still on his person he returned to the auditorium and set up in an open space next to a wall. He gazed around the room and saw everyone tucking in with the covers and pillows, some with childish things, others with sleep aids. Zedong didn't need any of that, his only preparation was that he set his spear up against the wall in such a manner that it would not fall, and hung both the dream catchers on it. Silently he looked at them, then softly said, "Good night Sis." With that he laid on the cold hard ground, gazing out the window at the stars until sleep overtook him.

Well this wasn't exactly what Cyrul had expected for a first test. In the morning they'd been woken by Glynda, who he'd discovered was a lot more strict and stern in person, and he was pretty sure he'd heard her chastising Silus and Seilbar for their... intimate sleeping situation. After that they'd eaten a very quick breakfast, not really having enough time to catch up before being ushered off to a large cliff overlooking a vast forest, each of them being guided to stand on platforms which anyone who'd attended an academy like Signal would know where designed to catapult them flying into the forest. He looked around him, seeing quite a few unfamiliar faces and some familiar ones. He considered waving to Silus and Seilbar but decided he should probably pay attention instead. Meanwhile, Ozpin began his speech. ---- Ozpin was holding his usual cup, its contents unknown to the students but it seemed to be presumably coffee. His face was as unreadable as it always was, and when he spoke his words were barely tinted with any hint of emotion. "You have trained for years to become warriors, and today your abilities will be evaluated in the Emerald Forest." At that moment Glynda spoke up, her voice stern and terse as usual. "I know some of you have been hearing rumors about the assignment of teams. Let me clear that up for you. Each of you will be assigned teammates. Today." Once again Ozpin spoke up. "These teammates will be with you for the rest of your time here at Beacon, so it is in your best interest to be paired with someone with whom you can work well. That said, the first person you make eye contact with after landing will be your partner for the next four years." He paused for a moment, letting that sink in for the students present. "After you have partnered up, make your way to the northern forest temple. You will meet opposition on the way. Do not hesitate to destroy anything in your path, or you will die. You will be monitored and graded based on the duration of your initiation, but our instructors will not intervene. The temple contains several relics. Each pair is to collect one relic and return to the top of this cliff. We will regard that item, as well as your standing, and grade you appropriately. Good luck."

Zedong first looked out at the forest, which covered dozens upon dozens of miles and was quite dense. Then he looked down the cliff, they were about two hundred feet up, soon to be double that if the launch pads worked as intended. Lastly he looked to his right, and saw mixed reactions from his class mates, some nervous, others eager. Zee held his composure pretty well. He tightened the straps on his backpack, which held everything he owned, loosing that on the decent would be bad. There would be no alternative route, he would have to get it back, and that would cost time, which would effect his grade. Loosing it was not an option. Taking a wide stance he griped his spear in both hands, pointing the head in the direction he intended to go, feeling out the wind. Never before had he been put in this type of circumstance, but if he thought of himself as the arrow, he would hit is mark. The pad launched him unexpectedly, and it took him a few seconds to regain his composure, twenty seconds would be all this took. The wind rushed by him, blocking out all of the sounds around him, but he knew full well that the others were yelling. He remained silent and locked in on a single tree. It was a tall one, maybe ninety feet tall, and six feet wide. Twelve seconds. Keeping the spear head forward helped him fly, putting him right where he needed to be. When he was close enough he shifted his weapon, aligning the blade so that it would meet the tree on his right. It made contact, slicing into the trunk and changing the course of his heading. Soon after that blade slipped free, sending him into a controlled spin. Six seconds. Quickly he found the next tree, and even though his current condition put a twist on things, he hit it again, changing course a second time. Three seconds. The next one would be the last, the blade sank deep and did not budge. Jerking to a sudden stop, he found himself hanging ten feet off the ground. "Well hot damn, that actually worked." Drawing his weapon from the tree he let gravity do the rest and he landed on his feet. Taking a deep breath he began to take in his surroundings. He didn't see anyone around him, only a few woodland animals, not a single Grimm. "Well, lets see what we can find then." Zee wasn't sure which direction the ruins were in, but he figured if he just head straight he's figure it out eventually, and somewhere in between he would find a partner. Resting his spear across his shoulders he put one foot in front of the other, and started singing, "A-hunting we will go, a-hunting we will go, heigh-ho, the derry-o..."

A cold wind brushed past Parsey as she stood on the cliff face with her classmates, and the pervert. She took a deep breath and studied the mid morning sun in the distance, and the light it cast on the trees below. She sighed and pulled her dress closer, which seemed to be a nervous habit at this point, before studying the launch pad. It was an odd shade of gray, that seemed to be embedded in the ground. With a sigh she crouched and nodded, preparing for flight. She wasn't prepared when she was launched. Parsey was thrown into the air violently, and because of her small weight, went much higher then any of her classmates. Much to her dismay. She tumbled through the air for a while, before taking another deep breath, and spreading her arms out in a butterfly position. This stopped her spinning, and made her a little more in control. Just enough to see where she was going, and change her path slightly so that she didn't slam into a tree, but instead push off one with her legs as she approached it. Parsey's momentum changed to horizontal, and she used this to exhaust her momentum, as she flew far into the forest. Her feet soon hit another branch, and she used that to slow herself down even more, turning the momentum vertical again, and using it to grab a tree branch. Parsey smiled and let go, dropping onto the branch below her. . . and rolling off. She hit the ground on her back, and struggled for air as she there for a few seconds. When she finally caught her breath, she stood up and examined her surroundings.

_Yeah, I suppose the sources were right._ Nero thought, looking at the situation around him. Shrugging he activated his semblance as soon as he was launched, which he allowed to move his body into the right shape for a landing. First his hand grabbed a branch, changing his direction slightly, and then he narrowly missed two big branches. After many lucky near misses, and masterful slight changes in direction, he landed on the ground. His semblance was deactivated and he was suddenly set apon by a pair of baowolfs. The growling could be heard from quite a ways as Nero drew his blades. He quickly flipped the switch and modified the blades into semiautomatic form. Quickly drawing aim he shot easley into each of thair heads, activating his semblance so the made the best possible mark, buying him momentary respite to switch back his blades and plan his next stack. First he jumped onto one of them, trying to cut its neck And succeeded in drawing blood. Another shot at the other drew it into a frenzy and the beowolf atacked it's kin. With the help of the beast, and a bit of his semblance, Nero was able to kill the first of the beasts. Now their was one more he had to contend with, but he couldn't use up all his aura so his semblance was out... This was all on him and his skills.

_Not scared, excited. Not scared, excited. Not scared…_ It was a chant Nahbi repeated to herself as she bounced on her toes, perched on the platform that was to launch her into her Huntress' journey. Energy thrummed through her body like electricity, and it was all she could do to not jump off the cliff already – or turn tail and run in the opposite direction. Ozpin's and Glynda's voices were white noise in the back of her mind. "Blah blah, _Emerald Forest_, blah, _partners_, something something something, _you will die_, blah, _relics_, blah blah, _grades_." This was it. This was what she'd come for. This was what – wait, _die_!? And with that, the platforms shot forward, launching Nahbi into the forest whether she was ready or not. She screamed as she flew through the air, limbs pinwheeling… but then the screaming dissolved into laughter. "Whoooooooohoooohohohoohaahaaaaa!" And just like that, the terror she felt turned into delight, ecstasy shooting through her, because she was _doing it_. She was finally going to be the Huntress she'd always dreamed of. Nahbi felt the delight of possibilities rushing through her, just like the wind through her bangs, her long braid whipping behind her. Now she just had to focus on landing. Focusing, Nahbi used her semblance and teleported to the ground, letting her shoes stumble over the ground for the briefest of moments before teleporting above the trees again. She repeated the process several times, slowing down little by little until she was finally comfortable enough to land. Teleporting to the forest floor one last time, she dropped into a roll… only to end up smacking her back into a tree trunk that she hadn't accounted for. "Owwww…" she muttered. Nahbi opened her eyes to find her world upside-down. Her head was resting on the ground, her neck at an uncomfortable angle, and her back was against the tree. Her legs were hanging to the sides in clumsy angles. Hey, at least she'd managed to land without seriously injuring anything. She huffed out a breath – half in relief, half in exasperation – and started the process of righting herself. Once that task was accomplished, Nahbi pushed herself up, rubbing the sore spot on her back. "Find a partner, find a relic, find a Grimm, kick its ass, don't die," she told herself. "Right. I got this." And once again, the confident grin was back on Nahbi's face, and there was a bounce in her step. "Ok monsters, here I come!" Punching a fist in the air, Nahbi set off deeper into the forest, impatient for the adventure ahead of her.