[h2][color=9e0039]Vladimir Plasimov-Drakka[/color][/h2]
Well. That happened.

Vlad was having trouble believing that the clunky thing Bonny called a weapon was powerful enough to outright murder a King Taijitu in two shots. Furthermore, he'd barely noticed the thing's eyes glowing in the darkness behind her before it had lunged, and yet if she was to be believed, she'd known it was there the whole time! Though admittedly, this was the far more believable of the two facts, under the assumption that that was her Semblance, which made sense given her shark-like nature. Sharks could detect things like that, couldn't they? He needed to look that up at some point. And, if he thought about it, his pistol was more than strong enough to kill Beowolves with a single regular bullet; it only made sense that scaling that up would result in progressively stronger projectiles.

But he was digressing. He'd been standing there, slightly shocked at the turn of events, right up until the moment Bonny mentioned the phrase "'first mate' Vlad"; at this, he realised the assumptions that had been made and how stupid he probably looked, and began running after the Faunus, leaping over the disintegrating body of the Taijitu as he called after her: "Who told you you were my superior?! Also, in case you didn't notice, the gunk is self-cleaning!" A deliberate gesture was made back at the nearly-vanished snake-like Grimm, though if she was arrogant enough to consider herself [i]his[/i] superior, he somehow doubted she would deign to answer back to either of his statements. It didn't matter, of course, since his goal was to be the best student Beacon had ever seen anyway; he'd just have to prove without a shadow of a doubt that he was the head of that particular relationship, such that the Faunus never questioned his superiority again. Perhaps less violently than he had with Jonathan, but if needs must...

[@Turboshitter]