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R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

Rowan D. Valinn

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“Yeah, but you never kn-”

Rowan dropped the tablets as the ground shook beneath him. He barely had time to react before the ground itself seemed to open up and swallow him whole. His shriek was muffled by the sheer thickness of the Grimm’s skin. Rowan’s descent was abruptly stopped as the shark Faunus grabbed onto his arm. Despite the slippery texture of the goo that now covered them, Rowan maintained his grip on the Faunus’ arm. Who knew what awaited them at the bottom?

His immediate goal was to secure his own hold on the inside of the beast, otherwise his Semblance would drain far too much of the girl’s Aura. He used his free hand to punch into the fleshy wall. It took several Aura-infused hits, but he had eventually eroded away enough of the flesh to form his own hold on the beast. He severed the connection between the two of them, taking in a deep breath.

That, however, was definitely the wrong thing to do at the time. The putrid stench of the Grimm’s insides gnawed at his nostrils. His face twisted in disgust as he tried to find a better smell to replace the current one. He had no luck, though. They were surrounded by the horrid odor.

“A predicament is probably understating it. I don’t know what the stomach of a Grimm looks like, and I sure as hell don’t want to find out.” Rowan peered downwards, trying to get a glimpse of their impending doom. The faint glow from the walls of the creature provided a very small amount of light, but it was enough to see that there was no easy way out.

Rowan reached into his coat and pulled out a small rectangular box. He opened it, revealing a sizable amount of red Dust. “I usually don’t use it all at once, and it probably won’t kill the Grimm outright, but it might give us an opportunity to escape…” He paused, then looked at his temporary partner. “How’s your Aura holding up?” A sharp pang of guilt ran across Rowan’s face as he awaited an answer. His Semblance was as much a curse as it was a blessing. It may have been beneficial in a fight, but the fear of unintentionally draining someone’s Aura was always present in his mind.

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R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

Rowan D. Valinn

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“For your information, my weapon is a pair of Dust-infused fist-wraps. The explosions may be small, but at least they don’t have the chance of completely obliterating my partner!”

Rowan wandered ahead of his partner, who appeared to be quite defensive over his “special” Semblance. The kid apparently had some sort of a hereditary Semblance, which, while interesting, definitely didn’t automatically earn it the title of special. Rowan looked ahead, spotting the other two students who had been launched into the forest. The tall, dark-haired boy, Vlad, had taken to inspecting the relics in the center of the field.

Rowan joined Vlad in inspecting the relics. “What on Remnant are these things? Playing cards?” He asked, gazing intently at the cards inside the stone tablets. Rowan picked up the nearest one, which had two cards labelled “The Sun,” and “Strength.”

Rowan witnessed the Faunus girl crashing into Rood as he approached the other three students. He chose not to say anything about it, in case Rood was still fired up from their earlier conversation. “What if we took two tablets? Would we get extra credit?”

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R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

Rowan D. Valinn

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Rowan ignored the calls of his partner, and instead chased after the Beowolf. It was by no means necessary for him to kill every last Grimm during an encounter, but there was just a sense of satisfaction that came with completely wiping out the creatures. Of course, the Beowolf was way too quick for Rowan. His lack of ranged attacks yet again proved to be detrimental to his mission.

”Small Fry, I think I see the relics! … HEY!”

Rowan skidded to a halt, turning around to see his partner who was still hovering in the air. Rowan followed his gaze, but his view was blocked by the densely packed trees.

”Uh… Rowan! Come on… Let’s… go this way.”

Rowan was completely oblivious to the uneasiness in the blonde’s voice. He trusted Rood enough to follow him through the trees. A loud boom echoed through the forest, but Rowan chose to ignore it. Knowing the kind of people currently storming through the forest, it was probably simply an over-eager student wanting to explode an Ursa to pieces.

“Looks like you’re not the only one trying to destroy the forest with explosions.” Rowan looked for any response from his partner, who was currently taking the lead.

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R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

Rowan D. Valinn

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“Anyways, that doesn’t matter. Hopefully I didn’t cause too much of a drain on your Aura. Better be more careful of that in the future.” Rowan didn’t give the blonde any time to respond before dropping down to the ground, collapsing onto one of the Beowolves, instantly rendering it useless.

Inside of the crater, the odds were now much more even. With his Dust supplies nearly depleted, Rowan opted to use his Aura to strengthen his attacks. Under normal circumstances, he saved his Aura for the sole purpose of defense, however, he would occasionally make exceptions. Rowan turned to the nearest Beowolf, where his fist met the patchy exoskeleton surrounding the wolf’s head. He turned just in time to catch the claws of another wolf, which he parried, sending the wolf flying into a nearby bush. The corpse soared over its friend, who had rushed in to take his place. The wolf lunged with its razor-sharp claws. Rowan grabbed its forearm, and swung him overhead. The beowolf landed with a loud thud. Rowan infused another hit with his Aura, quickly ending the wolf, as well as the encounter.

The fight was over in a matter of seconds. Rowan looked for his next target, only to find that the last one had run off into the forest. “That’ll show you! Be sure to spread the tale of Rowan, Grimm Destroyer!” He shouted towards the Beowolf. Of course, it served no purpose, other than for Rowan to have a bit of fun.

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R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

Rowan D. Valinn

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Rowan watched the boy empty the waterlogged boots onto the forest floor. The fish that somehow managed to fit into the boot did not seem too fond of its change in environment, so it wobbled its way back into the creek. The blonde boy, Rood, re equipped his boots before standing up and drying off his hair. One unlucky water droplet found its way onto his glove, where it quickly sizzled away after coming into contact with the Dust-infused cloth.

Rood inspected him, no doubt taking into account his smaller size. It was commonly where most of his conversations started, which got old very quickly. As if on cue, the half-naked giant commented on his size. Pipsqueak, half-pint, munchkin, and in this case, small fry. He had heard them all countless times before. A smile crept onto Rowan’s face.

“You know, you don’t have to be so Rood, man.” His smile turned into spurts of giggles. In his mind, he was the funniest thing since Grimm puppet shows.

Rowan mindlessly followed Rood, paying no attention to the direction they were going. He had to nearly jog in order to keep up with his much longer strides. Rowan looked over his newly acquired partner as they walked through the forest. His choice of attire was certainly unique, but beyond that, he knew nothing of the man that was going to be his partner for the next four years.

“So, Rood, mind sharing what kind of figh-”

A deep, vibrating growl emanating from behind him interrupted his question. Rowan turned around, only to be greeted by the face of an Ursa. The beast was nearly three times Rowan’s height. Its body was covered in patches of thick, white bone that served as armor. The creature’s red eyes struck fear into even Rowan’s eyes, no matter how many times he had encountered them. The Grimm were truly terrifying.

But, Rowan was trained to overcome this fear. Rowan wasted no time with his opening strike. He quickly closed the distance between him and the beast. Rowan struck first, landing a blow that exploded on impact. The beast’s step never faltered. He swung with his massive paw, easily swiping Rowan to the side. Rowan’s Aura took the brunt of the hit, but he was still stunned from the impact with a rather large tree. The Grimm’s reach had often proved to be a problem with his aggressive and up close fighting style. He struggled to get in close enough to effectively neutralize his targets.

Nevertheless, Rowan rose back to his feet, dusting off his coat. This time, it was the Ursa’s turn to close the gap. The beast rushed head first at him. Rowan cocked his arm back, ready to break the creature’s skull open.

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R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

Rowan D. Valinn

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The forest’s general quietness put Rowan on edge. He’d been jogging at a light pace for several minutes now, and had heard nothing but the distant sound of gunfire. That changed, though, when he heard an explosion ahead. It was obviously caused by a human. The Grimm, to his knowledge, simply couldn't cause explosions. He curiously stepped closer, his fists at the ready.

What he saw caused him to lose all composure. The explosion wasn’t an explosion, but actually the last student crashing into the ground. Rowan saw the crater left in the ground from where the boy landed. Rowan caught sight of the boy responsible for the crater, whose flesh was now smoking. He burst out laughing as the boy panicked and ran for a nearby body of water. It was fortunate that there was one so close, otherwise the boy would have been miserable for several minutes while his Aura repaired the damage.

The boy stayed under the surface for longer than what was probably necessary. The steam produced from the heat began to fill the air. When the boy finally rose, he caught a lily pad on the top of his head. Rowan doubled over, not even trying to contain his laughter any longer. If there was any doubt that the boy could hear his laughter before, there wasn’t anymore.

Rowan regained his composure, and walked into clear view of the boy. “You know, I’ve never seen a more elegant landing strategy. You’ll have to teach me your ways. I'm Rowan, by the way."

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R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

Rowan D. Valinn

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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.

R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

Well that worked out, I guess. We'll just go with four, then? Sucks to see so many people just drop off, but at least we're at a multiple of four now.

R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

Rowan D. Valinn

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Rowan turned his attention to the headmaster, who had instructed them all to take their place upon the metallic squares lining the edge of the cliff. Rowan only now noticed the metal plates. Had they been there the whole time? Rowan shrugged it off. He probably noticed them when her first arrived, then promptly dismissed the though of them. He followed Vlad, having to speed walk to keep up with his longer strides.

“You’ve got a point. Does it really matter, though? My opponents wouldn’t last more than a minute, anyways,” He said half-jokingly. Rowan claimed one of the pedestals as his own, with the newest arrival taking the spot in between him and Vlad. The boy, Rood, if Rowan heard Ozpin correctly, was taller than him. It seemed to be a running theme at the cliffs. Rowan cursed his genes for making him the size of a dwarf.

Rowan rubbed his hands together in anticipation. He loved the thrill of a fight, and he hoped that there were going to be plenty in the forest below. After all, they were at a Huntsman academy, which trains people to be fighters. It would be a shame for their initiation to lack one of the fundamental aspects of being a Huntsman.

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