Beacon Academy

A place where hunters and huntresses in training come to hone there skills. Many new students will be arriving today by airship. Many friends and strangers would just now begin to see Beacon up close.



The sound of many excited voices could be heard throughout the airship from the many people meeting up and sharing what they think beacon is like. Rumors where spread of how beacon chooses the teams. A hologram of Glinda goodwitch came up around the airship saying "And it is with such, the staff and faculty of Beacon welcome you warmly our esteemed academy. Known far and wide for its illustrious efforts and gains, the Huntsmen and Huntresses of Beacon have.." Glenda Goodwitch followed through on her welcome speech, speaking each sentence coldly, but not emptily. Every word was filled the honor and duty of the Huntress. The perspective of justice that allowed her to keep her head held high when stating the historical credentials of those who have passed through the halls of Beacon and into the doors of history.

Still, it sounded as if she were naming a list of chores with each incredible battle, famed alumnus, and prodigious young man, woman, and otherwise that had brought the name of Beacon to the top.

"As we arrive to the doors of Beacon, it is expected of you all to act with the dignity required to attend this school. No horse play on the airship, no sparring, no absurd roughhousing, and no bothering the staff during their work. But of course, remember to enjoy yourselves. Thank you all for your attention. It will be approximately two hours before we land. That will be all".

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The muddled crowd of to-be Hunters and Huntresses began to spread out into different directions depending on their course. Some began their instant mingling among friends or strangers, others broke off from the crowd on their own to seek solitary shelter, and others, namely a few stragglers, were left to themselves to stand awkwardly in the middle of the theater room with nobody to interact with.

As several of the groups flooded out the doors, it became heatedly clear what the current objective was: Find something to do.

With that in mind, each student found themselves with the struggle of doing just that.

Snow listening to the announcement from a corner, at the back of the crowd. When it was over he looked down at his feet. Holding onto a staff like you would a walking stick he glanced back up over the crowd. "Go learn to fight" they said, "Gain some confidence in yourself" they told him.

Snow sighed shaking away the voices in his head of those who had raised him, not family really so he guessed guardians is the right word. Sighing again Snow stayed in the shadows of the corner looking over the crowd.

As Misha stood, she could feel her mind drift away, the voices around her soon growing muffled as she simply… Zoned out. The speech that had once boomed had become a deafening silence to her, and her gaze began to blur. To her defense, she was never really that attentive as is, the speech wasn’t engaging, nor were those around her, they all seemed to be preoccupied and that crushed her very soul - and many options.

“Wooooow… I am… so bored.” The young girl muttered under her breath, a pointer finger rubbing the corner of each eye. She craned her head back, her expression growing comedically groggy as she pretended to snore, mocking the holographic image of the woman despite knowing that a reaction couldn’t be gathered.

Misha leaned her head back forward, squinting briefly at the hologram once more. “Eugh… Mmmm - Ugh.” The young girl huffs, looking rather annoyed now before she spun about on her heels and scampered off… To where? She didn’t have a clue, perhaps she’d just walk a lap around the airship to rid herself of this energy? Or, she’d just find someone to pester. But either way, she needed something to do, and there were two hours left to spare on this god forsaken airship. Her light walk turned into a fast paced shuffle, then a skip as she grew even more restless than before. The mechanical tail behind her would flow, following the girl's jumpy movements.

Seth wasn’t with the crowd of people watching the hologram. He was a several feet away from the mass of people watching a separate hologram. Of the same message, but even though he was far away from the others. His right leg kept twitching as he fiddled with the under side’s f his nails. Even being this far away anxiety sky rocket. In these close quarters of the air ship, if his Semblance decided. Seth shook the thought from his head and muttered, “Don’t think about it, don’t think about it.” He took a deep breath and sighed as the words of his father coming back to him.



One week ago:

Seth stood at the entrance with his Dagger. He was the only Moon Blood to come and see him off. Many of the other moon bloods avoided him that morning. Seth looked out into the village and sighed, “I wonder if I come back with my Primal urge subdued. Everyone will trust me again?”

“Give them time. You might have scared them at one point, but you know they see you as a member of the Moon Blood Family. However, I’m kind of annoyed that none of them would come out to see you off,” Dagger stated with a disappointing sigh.

“Can’t be helped’ Seth said as he gripped his duffel back tightly.

“Stop worrying,” Dagger said before he reassured him, “From what I’ve learned over the weeks. This academy will help you this your Primal rage trapped inside of you.”

“I hope so.,” Seth sighed.

“Serenity and I know you’ll return a new man and a great hunter. Just know this,” Dagger said before he turned to Seth and added, “No matter what happens: this place is still you home.”



Present day:
“I hope you’re right about that,” Seth said as he sighed and waited for the Air ship to land



Drake was with the crowd of people watching the hologram. However, he wasn’t actually paying any attention to what she was talking about. He nodded his head as his ruby red cordless headphones blared out his music. The rainbow bars on either side rose and fell with every beat, every guitar rift, and every time the singer blared out a note. Once the hologram disappeared he decided to take a trip around the air ship until it landed and he could see the academy in person. Rather than on a posters or TV.

“I wonder if there’s a skate park near the school,” Drake asked himself rather quietly considering his headphones had started blaring an even louder song then before. He stopped and a smile broke on his face before he adjusted the guitar on his back before heading off to see the whole air ship

Albretch Dwight

The first encounter with the airship invigorated Albretch, filling him with a stronger ambition towards becoming a Huntsmen. Once inside the airship, Albretch traversed the corridor until he settled near the large, semi-circular shaped window. He observed the passing clouds in thought, wondering how much time would pass until he took his first steps off the airship and into Beacon.

Albretch had dedicated many years to this day, and he would go over what he remembered his mentors teaching him. When in thought, it became difficult not to include a day that he could not erase. The day his perfect world collapsed, but with the fall of his world became an individual dedicated to protecting the lives of others. The protector that couldn't save his Mother and Father, though he does not blame himself for that night, he instead values those vulnerable to cruelty or danger. From now on, Albretch will commit himself fully to becoming a protector of the innocent and abolisher of evil, driven by the experiences of his past, though he may never speak of it.

A hologram presentation surfaced near the window where Albretch was lucky enough to be standing. Finding himself an instant front row spot; he positioned himself assertively to the right of the hologram, and began to monitor it inattentively to his bustling surroundings.

However, Every now and then his hearing would become distracted by a couple of students (NPCs) standing behind him. Their voices notably changing in volume. This reason alone became effective in distraction. Albretch was mostly a reserved individual, both emotionally and socially, at least for now he was. Although, after a few instances of louder talking, Albretch turned to face the two that had been pestering him.

"Excuse me, if you aren't going to listen to the presentation, could you at least lower your voices?" Albretch addressed in a direct manner.

He turned to continue watching the hologram, taking in Glenda Goodwitch's speech. These next couple of days will be a test of his skill, courage, and intellect. Albretch will need to be focused if he is going to become the best huntsmen he can be.

Once the hologram had shut down, Albretch found himself looking back through the window. He thought through what Glenda Goodwitch had said. Beacon's history had been partly taught by his mentors, but hearing it from Glenda Goodwitch herself felt more genuine. Glenda spoke about those who'd attended Beacon in the past. Albretch imagined a day, the day he'll be known for his deeds, saving those far and wide from the clutches of evil and torment.

Albretch lowered his cheek towards his left shoulder, inspecting over the students through the corner of his eye. There were many fresh faces within the gathering. He pondered to himself of those he'll be acquainting with through the duration of his stay, having already heard word about their team selection process. However, for the time being, Albretch plans on being reserved. He feels mingling can wait until he's settled into Beacon, this will give him time to take in what Beacon has him prepared for.

Fenrir stayed mostly to himself during the ride, every once in awhile he would hit on a passing girl tying to impress them with his Mistrielian accent and had gotten two girls' numbers so far. Besides this the fuanus sat either in meditation or sharpening his blades, he looked up only to see the hologram for a short period of time before returning to the task at hand.

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Misha immediately paused, flinching at the sudden comment and spinning about, almost frightened with the fact that she was approached so suddenly - and without her being the first to engage. “AHHHHHHhhh… Oh.” The young girl’s yelling settled down into a sudden realization. “Uh - yeah, totally. Actually - wait, no. Fu- Hold on.”

A finger lifted up to scratch her cheek as she looked the stranger over, taking in every little detail with a light hum. “Nice hat, bud.” She pauses, yet again. “Wait, you asked somethin’? Oh! Yeah, the uh - the tail, right… It’s my bungee cord, y’like?” Misha takes a step back and does a bit of a jazz hand gesture. The jointless tail behind her would flick back and forth, then outstretching as if it had woken up from a long nap. “My name is Misha - Misha Maroon Montgomery, but some call me M and m and m - or MMM, or mmm. But Misha is cool, I mean-” At the last bit of her introduction, she grew quiet, simply looking over the redhead girl one last time. “What’s your name? You got a neat-o lookin' getup.” Briefly, it almost looked as if she were restraining herself from prying into the redhead's very existence.

Standing grew bored quickly for her though, and to release a bit more energy, she would walk circles around the ginger when she drew closer. The tail, yet again would flow, but rather than drag along on the ground, it had gathered its senses to wave about in the air, appearing as light as paper.

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From where Snow stood in the corner his attention was drawn by voices, turning his head he saw not too far to his left two young girls talking. A little curious he stepped slightly out of his shadows and a little out in the open, the wolf tail waving slightly behind him as does. His deep purple eyes looking at the two girls trying to listen in without being seen by either of him.

He could almost hear the words of his carer, "You never make friends hiding Snow, you need to get out more" shaking his head silently, what did he know? Quietly he kept back while listening into the girls conversation.

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Oh? This one was a curious cat, Misha could learn to appreciate this girl... Well, she did already! "Now that my compadre, is a secret - so, shhhhhh." She chimes, lifting up a finger to hover over her lips. "Shh shh shh." The young girl lowered her hand, allowing it to rest on her hip as her tail simply draped itself over her opposing shoulder like a boa of sorts. It was getting hard to determine whether or not the mechanical tail was as heavy as it had appeared. "My semblance though? I think it's neat-o, helps me do fun stuff uh-"

Her gaze followed Azupiranu's, a brow lifting in confusion until she spotted the boy from afar. "Who? Oh, 'sup." Misha greeted, doing a brief head nod after, as a sort of friendly gesture. "What's your name, wolfie? You got cool stuff?"

She trailed off and glanced over her shoulder, eyeing the individual who had requested that they keep their voices down. Misha looked him up and down, her lips curling into a frown briefly. "Why don't you speak up, then, bub? I got two hours to waste, so I'm gonna waste it how I like."

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Taking a small step forward looking from one to the other one in silence, his hand holding onto a staff like one would hold a walking stick. Wrapping his tail as he continued to look at the two around his wrist making it look like a furry belt.

Now they spotted him he guessed he had to say something or else would look to be rude. Nodding his head he spoke very quietly, just loud enough to be heard by them. "...h..hi, names..uh..Snow?"

While Drake walked through the crowd of people, his music continued to blare through his ruby red cordless head phones. He stopped as something caught his attention. It kept appeared and reappearing through the crowd of people. Drake stopped and moved his head phones from his ears to around his neck and asked himself, “Is that a tail?”

Drake maneuvered his way through the crowd until he got to his destination. He didn’t notice the girl the tail was attached to. He was mesmerized by the metal tail. He crouched down and began to poke at the tail while saying, “This is some awesome tech. Wonder what it’s made of?” Drake continued to poke at the tail, not realizing it was actually attached to someone.
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Seth sighed as he looked around at the empty area of the Air ship when he first boarded the ship; he quickly found the most isolated place aboard and stayed there. Away from everyone else and hoped his semblance didn’t decided to activate while he was here.

“Don’t think about it, don’t think about it, don’t think about it,” Seth repeated to himself. He took a deep breath and sighed again before he added, “Maybe it won’t activate just yet.” He stood up and looked around. He had wanted to stay away from everyone on the ship. However, sitting there alone started to get boring.

“I can’t hurt to mingle with the other students,” Seth said to himself before he began to walk towards a part of the Air ship that had a large crowd. Once he got into the main hall and saw all the people there. His heart began to beat faster. Maybe this was a bad idea Seth thought as he stood there frozen in fear.

Fenrir's ears twitched as he hears a girl ask "What's your name, wolfie? You got cool stuff?" At this he looks up from his blades and looks at the girl who said it and tilts his head slightly "Were you talking to me miss?" He stands and calmly walks over to the group.
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Cobalt stood in front of a window, watching the view. He was humming a joyful tune loud enough for only himself to hear. Waiting for the airship to arrive at Beacon may be boring to some, but it wasn't for Cobalt. As a person who found huntsman as an honorable job, Cobalt was trying his best to shout out loud in joy.

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Misha huffs once more at the boy who had requested they settle down before looking back at the collecting group. "Snow? I like Wolfie better, but it's real nice to-" She pauses, someone was messing with something they shouldn't... As Drake touched the tail, it would flinch, feigning surprise and turning so that the very tip could face him, as if it were staring intently at his person. Very gently - if he remained standing - it would pat his cheek, the metal incredibly cold on the skin.

"No touchy, don't you know it's rude? You always have to ask before you touch, buck-o!" Misha glances over her shoulder, though rather than looking upset, she looked more amused than anything. The young girl would grasp her tail, holding it close to her form as if it were an infant. "It's a secret, too - so SHHHH!" As an added bonus, she stuck her tongue out at Drake, then turned back.

As the second wolf faunus approached, she suddenly felt very pleased with how this group was growing. "Oh neat! Uh, I wasn't talking about you, but I could be now!" She chimes to Fenrir, "You my good man, have joined the best chat in your life."

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Albretch Dwight

The clouds captivated Albretch in thought. His arms slacked either side of his body, pondering over the illusion of time and all that he faced to get here. Glenda Goodwitch's words had also found its way into his mind, thinking of the names that were called out. People that at some point had been in the same situation before becoming powerful hunters and huntresses. How they'd make their first steps off the airship and into Beacon Academy, ready to challenge everything that would be thrown at them.

Albretch then let out a sigh, looking down towards his feet. He remembered the night his parents were taken from him. He thought of how proud they'd be that he's finally attending Beacon. He'll ensure not to let them down, and that one day he'll become a mighty huntsmen, protecting those vulnerable against crooks and the Grimm.

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As more people started to gather to the surrounding area Snow fiddled around with his tail that was around his middle, eyes opened wide backing away from the crowd. He regretted ever putting himself into the open, all he wanted now was to find a hole to hide away in. As he wad backing away slowly he bumped into Fenrir without looking where he was going.

Quickly moving to the side Snow muttered an apology under his breath.

The young lady who he had thought was addressing him would look at him and chime "Oh neat! Uh, I wasn't talking about you, but I could be now! You my good man, have joined the best chat in your life." At this he would blink and calmly chuckle as he does a short bow, "I am honored you would allow me to join you little chat madam."

As he was bowing the other wolf faunus would bump him and He would quickly straighten and back away quickly. As he hears the other guy Fen would calmly smile and put an arm around the guy's shoulders " Hey don't worry about it mate I should have been watching where I was bowing and the name is Fenrir." He would say his name a bit louder so that those around could hear. It would be at this moment he would notice Misha's tail.

"Crickey is that a metal tail?" He would let go of Snow to go inspect the tail closer and kinda bumps Drake out of his way politely. "What is it made of and can you feel it if I touch it?" He would poke the tip of her tail softly with his pointer finger to see if it responds.

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