[color=ed1c24][h1]Rowan D. Valinn[/h1][/color]
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Rowan laughed at the rivalry between the shark girl and Vlad. Her eccentric behavior seemed to get a rise out of quite a few of the others. Rowan watched as the two were launched into the sky, with the Faunus flying over the head of Vlad. 

“Well, guess it’s my turn.” Rowan crouched down just before the launchpad activated, sending him soaring into the air. 

He never really enjoyed being this high, but if the task required it, then he would persevere.  The crisp air stung his face, causing him to close his eyes slightly. The other students preferred to stay in the air as long as possible, using their guns and… a cannon… to maintain their flight. Rowan, on the other hand, aimed directly for the ground. He could feel his Aura preemptively travelling to his feet in order to absorb the shock of the landing. His trajectory allowed for him to land in a small clearing, void of any trees that would hinder his descent.

He landed with a loud thud, stirring up a large cloud of dust at his feet. The impact drained a portion of his Aura, but not a significant amount. Rowan surveyed the area around him. He could not spot any immediate threats, so he took off at a jog, heading the opposite direction of the cliffs. He had no idea what they needed to look for, other than the fact that it resembled a key piece. Whether that was literal or not, Rowan had no clue.