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No, I was referring to people seeming to think that Seilber is supposedly afraid or intimidated. Moving slightly to put herself sideways, and a slight change of muscle tone is more about being ready. She also picked up the pheremones from the lizard boy, which relaxed her again some. She eased down to where she had been before, and it was all very subtle movements. I made it a point that her ears were perked and forward which is an alert and attentive posture, not one of fear or intimidation. I also have made note more than once that she's a Silver/Arctic fox base, and people still seem to think she's a red fox. This has been noted in her character sheet. Her fur/markings do change, but with the seasons, and right now they're in silver mode. That's what makes me sad. Anyway, reply is up. Also, Inferno, can you post an updated team listing here, or in the OP? Preferably with Character and Players indicated, with links to each character's CS? Just for organization, and to keep down on the headaches?

> Silus modified his usual posture, taking a more open stance to show less aggression. He smiled at her appearance, the cocked head and ears eliciting a response in the back of his mind. He listened and watched as her own posture changed. She seemed more and more scared of him, her profile shrinking and the want to see everyone before they see her. The posture change was subtle, her body reacting like cornered prey. Sikus sighed, knowing this to be either an effect of his appearance or his family. He honestly didn't know which one annoyed him more. Silus once again let a smile crawl across his lips and offered a hand to her "just watching for fellow Faunus. ..and you seemed the most interesting" he grinned a slightly lopsided grin and continued "nevertheless, A pleasure to meet you...my name is Silus" he said gently "we should head in to the hall" his head gestured to the large building "would you feel more at ease with a person you know or by yourself...miss..." he waited for her to finish his question. > > Yasuri blinked.. and then blinked again severely thrown of kilter by the lizard's strange comment. He shook his head and looked around and saw the lizard now talking to a fox fanus. The fox seemed to be intimidated by the lizard but the lizard seemed to have no ill intetion and assumed a harmless stance. A strange interaction he thought most Faunus liked each other for some reason. Regardless if he sat around here like an idiot for much longer he would no doubt be late so he hurriedly began walking past the pair into the hall. "Seilber, or you can call me Silver if it's easier," she said. Seilber's voice was silky smooth, a pleasant ring to it. There was no fear in her tone, nor in her stance, just caution. In her mind it was well warranted, but most wouldn't know that. "Pleasure to meet you, Silus. I really do think we should head in though. I wouldn't mind an escort," she hedged, flicking one ear lightly and swishing her tail a little. Silas seemed nice enough, and while the crowd around was putting her on edge some, as well as...other things, at least one friendly face, even if a new one, was welcome. Maybe he could be an asset she could use. --- The speech didn't take long. She had to peer between heads, taking a little too long to get into the room, slowed by Silus. She didn't mind. It gave her time to observe, put her close to the exits. Studying the building and the people gathered, she filed as much of it as she could for future reference. At Glenda Goodwitch's instructions, she stuck close to Silas for a few moments. > Blatantly not caring about the speech, Nero looked to see the reactions of his peers. He put his mask around his back and peered at people. The family was strong, and these children were nothing. Even if he was younger then all of them, not that the schools knew, he could really do a number on most. Really he couldn't wait for the test, which he had gotten a bit of a peek at from the family's connections. They had said that the test would be on of strength and wits, involving room raiding and battle. He was sure he could handle it. > When Ospin had talked about failure being in thair hands he smiled. He couldn't fail, not if the family had anything to say on it. He really didn't have any positions beyond his clothes and weapons, and of course his mask. In the back he saw another Fox faunus, cute. She was a SILVER fox, more common then his black bit still nice to see. Leaveing his 'friend' he decided to go and talk to the girl, she might be interesting. Once the crowd thinned a bit, following Goodwitch's speach, he walked over to her. > > "**Hello,**" he said to the girl once he was within speaking distance. "**I'm Vincent Nero, but you can call me Nero. Your a Fox faunus like me, that's not to common. And it's fairly rare to see so many Faunus traits, like our shared ears and tails. Do you mind if I cut in and speak with you?**" He asked, bowing slightly. "**I'd like to meet more of our kind, I'm not friends with many of the Faunuses I HAVE met.**" Turning toward Vincent she tilted her head a little, a quizzical look. "I saw you earlier, but didn't get a chance to say hello. I'm Seilber, or Silver if it's easier for you." She shrugged. "I'm kind of without much in the way of people here. I just met Silas before the speech." With her words she gestured toward the reptile-based Faunus next to her. She spotted the Grim style mask that also somewhat resembled the White Fang. Part of her was glad she didn't bring one with her. Pretty much she had the clothes on her back and her weapons, her S.C.R.O.L.L. and that was about it. It was a side effect of having little to nothing in her life, as well as always having to travel very light. --- Salvia paid attention during the speech, stuck in the middle of the crowd. In a way she identified with what Ospin had to say. A lot of the young people around here were wasting their energies, didn't have enough focus or dedication... yet. She hoped she'd learn a lot here. Maybe during this time she'd find a real direction for herself, but for now, there were the immediate tasks at hand. Tomorrow would be a trial by fire, one of many. The next four years were going to be a crucible, a forging of young minds and bodies into weapons for the people. Extracting herself, she dropped off a backpack and a case that she'd brought with her in a rocket locker. Synching it's code to her SCROLL, she kept Godspear on her, and made off to one corner, spotting another person practicing. Silently she nodded in approval, somebody else had their priorities on straight. Triggering the spear it snapped into it's full length form. With a faint huff, she thumped the pointed butt end against the floor, then began spinning, arcing, and thrusting the weapon through her opening forms with liquid grace and lightning speed, cutting the air with each stroke.

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