In the morning, when they got ready and on the airships, she only silently waited for whatever was to come. Once the doors open, and Ozpin spoke, Ollie tensed. Of couse. Of. Course. It had to be heights. She absolutely<span style="font-style: italic">hated</span>heights. As some of the students were already flung from the airship, she hesitated. The brunette watched as the boy from yesterday, Max, enthusiastically launched out.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, the midget piped up to go next.<span style="font-style: italic">Get it over with sooner or later.</span>She thought, as she got on the platform the others were flung from. Eerie Blade in-hand, Olive was flung off the ship. As she fell, she pressed a button so the eighteen-inch blade of her weapon came out. Unlike the others, Ollie's landing wasn't big, as she came to, and past, the treeline. With a jerk of her small body, the blade of her naginata dug into one of the trees, causing her to come to a sudden stop. The brunette let out a deep sig of releif, before bracing her feet against the tree and pulling the blade out. As she fell a little more, she twisted her body and landed on her feet. Straightening up, she scanned her surroundings and making some guesswork on where the castle she needed to head to was.