[center][color=brown][h2]Timothy Vernil - Tuesday morning - Courtyard (close to the locker room)[/h2][/color][/center]

Tim stifled a yawn, breath becoming mist in the cold air. He really hadn't had much sleep. More than he would've expected considering the people around, but less than he needed. He supposed that he slept so well because he'd basically been dead tired the day before. But if that was so, this would cause some problems because he couldn't be dead tired like that every day.

Tim walked on, wandering aimlessly around the courtyard, wondering what he should be doing.
[color=brown][i]Guess I could do nothing?[/i][/color] Tim thought tiredly.
Indeed he could, but the sun was rising and he was sure something was supposed to happen today.
[color=brown][i]I should probably go somewhere.[/i][/color] Tim thought. [color=brown][i]Other people will be waking up soon.[/i][/color]
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Tim wandered about and found himself close to the locker rooms. His addled mind wondered why he was there, but he decided that it didn't matter so much. He was still quite sore and sleepy.
[color=brown][i]Maybe if I just...[/i][/color] Tim thought.
Tim went to his locker, the closest to the right wall of the locker room, and sat down in front of the wall, leaning against it. MJ sat on his lap and he tilted his head back tiredly.

[color=brown][i]I think I'll sleep a little more then.[/i][/color] Tim thought hazily. [color=brown][i]That won't do much harm, will it?[/i][/color]
He made himself comfortable, shifting his legs and body, before promptly falling into a light doze.
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[color=brown][center][h2]Tim Vernil - Still Tuesday morning - Locker rooms[/h2][/center][/color]
Tim was woken with a start by the announcement, commanding all first years to the cliffs on the school grounds for there initiation. He stifled a yawn while on the floor and groggily stood up. Wiping thw sleep from his eyes, he quickly realised he was hungry. Thankfully, his locker was right in front of him, and he should've still had some food left.

He quickly opened the locker and rummaged in his bag for the food. A few muesli bars were all that he had, so he scarfed them down. It abated his hunger somewhat, but he'd need something better.
[color=brown][i]Hope they give us lunch or something.[/i][/color] Tim thought. [color=brown][i]Because if not, it won't be initiation that kills me, it'll be hunger.[/i][/color]
Tim's impromptu breakfast was done, however, and that was all he could do. He'd have to tough it out through the morning and hope they had some more food afterwards.

[color=brown]"This is gonna be a pain."[/color] Tim sighed. [color=brown]"I really hope this doesn't take too long."[/color]
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[center][h2][color=brown]Tim - You know what day it is - Beacon cliffs[/color][/h2][/center]
Tim's stomach churned from nervousness as he clutched MJ to his chest, partially out of the ever-present threat of people and partially because of Ozpin's speech. Every word was like a death sentence, preying on his insecurities of being a hunter. He didn't want to be a hero, certainly, but he knew that the job wasn't for everyone, and at one point, he was sure it wasn't for him.

It'd been back when his brother was still around. He'd been a hunter for quite some time already and was well set in his profession. Tim had aspired to be just like him, but the training was hard and Tim had no talent in any weapon his brother tried to teach him to use, be it sword gun, axe, shield and whatever else he tried. Tim had been quite down on himself, but his brother kept at it.
[color=gold][b]"Don't worry about it so much, Tim."[/b][/color] He'd said. [color=gold][b]"You'll find something you're good at, I promise."[/b][/color]

Tim did in the end, but his brother had disappeared.

Tim took slow, deliberate breaths.
[color=brown][i]No sense in beating myself up about it.[/i][/color] He decided, squaring up his shoulders.
He wasn't doing this because he was the best, he was doing it for his family. Looking around, it seemed clear to him that he wasn't exactly the greatest option. His shoulders sagged back down at that thought.
[color=brown][i]Yeah, well...[/i][/color] He thought. [color=brown][i]There are probably people better qualified than this for me. But I gotta do this anyway.[/i][/color]

Soon enough, all of the students were queuing up on the cliff edge, ready to go. Tim followed suit, going for one of the farthest platform on the edge since he wanted to be last. Tim looked to all the students on the right nervously and the platform below him, wondering what was going to happen.
[color=brown][i]How are we supposed to get down there?[/i][/color] He wondered.
It was quite the long drop down to the forest and there seemed to be no lifts or anything to get down there.

And besides, what sort of order were they supposed to go in? Were they just supposed to-

[color=brown]"Wait a sec."[/color] Tim said, realizing something.

Were they about to be-

The platform's mechanism whirred to life underneath him as the muesli bars in his stomach turned to lead. He began sweating nervously as he realised just what he'd done.

He'd unwittingly gone first, and he was about to be launched.

The platform suddenly sprung up underneath his feet and Tim was launched into a tumble, spinning into the air.

[color=brown]"FUUUUUUUU-!"[/color] He yelled as he sailed across the sky.