<div class="floatleft">(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/327/b/3/bardroy___coluored_1_by_nightgazer101-d6veu7h.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vasili Ilari<br/><strong>Team:</strong>SHO<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avalanche Academy - Headmasters Office/Teacher's Dorm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Enya Horowitz, Erik Vainamoinen<br/><hr/><br/>Usually Vasili would skim through everything in a fast/slow process.<br/>Fast enough to where he would get to everything, but slow enough to where he wouldn't end up with nothing to do before the meeting was over.<br/>That was the plan for today until he came upon the Geographical mapping of Eis book.<br/>He didn't even bother to look at everything else as he opened the book to the chapter listing and began to look through every page.<br/>Every map, every detail. His fingers going over them as if he were searching for something.<br/>His quiet mumble audible when no one was talking as he mentally took notes.<br/>Up to now, he couldn't get his hands on a single detailed map of certain places. Only hand drawings going by memory.<br/>It wasn't enough, this book was Eis's Bible to him.<br/>Elevation. Terrain. Visibility. Weather. Common Weather. Uncommon Weather. Distance. Travel time. Locations. Geographical Mountain Layers. Extinct Volcanoes. Plate location.<br/>He took it all in.<br/>Some of it was wrong, of course.<br/>Book's weren't digital. Once printed, it was good until the next Natural phenomenon that would shift certain things around.<br/><br/>Vasili Ilari wondered how old the book was.<br/>There was no mention of the Mist anywhere.<br/>Nor of the Town's completely covered by it.<br/><br/>When addressed about the Escort, Vasili simply waved his hand in a dismissing way.<br/>He heard what was said, he acknowledged it and was okay with it.<br/>He just wanted to read some more.<br/><br/>The young Faunas ignored what Professor Horowitz said.<br/>A feat that seemed impossible, until now.<br/><br/>When she finally left, Vasili was still looking through the book.<br/>He didn't realize she was gone until he could no longer hear the clicking of her heels.<br/>And only then did he realize something was wrong.<br/>Looking up he took three steps out of the door before turning around and putting the Headmaster's book back in its place.<br/>"See ya later, Gramps!"<br/><br/>Finding and catching up to Enya Horowitz was easy.<br/>He was a Faunus, she was walking, and he was following her scent.<br/>The Scent of Authority.<br/>Some people call it: Cinnamon.<br/>Somewhere along the way, just before the bridge, Vasili stopped and backtracked a bit, going into one of the side halls.<br/>From it, he retrieved his Pack, his Rifle, and his two pistols, all of which he had camouflaged in various ways.<br/>He now looked like a Soldier late for Formation.<br/><br/>When he caught up to her, she had just finished her conversation and turned to her.<br/>She gave him the order, and Vasili did not do as she commanded.<br/>"Tea? I'll take it if it's not as cold as your Icy Heart..."<br/>He asked before looking up and down the hall.<br/>Every room seemed to be taken except for the one right next to Professor Horowitz's. Though he was entranced by the book, it didn't mean he wasn't listening.<br/>Vasili tried the door knob to find it locked. He took a step back. Then took a step forward, and with a loud<em>BANG!</em>the door flew open.<br/>He had kicked it.<br/>The door knob, latch, lock, and hinges were just fine. The frame however...<br/><br/>The Mercenary looked about the "nice" room and he put his pack on the bed.<br/>Oversized as it was, it was like that for a reason.<br/>Couldn't be unprepared and stuck in the middle of a Storm.<br/>He withdrew the many exterior Magazine webbings and put them on, over his jacket, making sure each pouch had a magzine in it.<br/>By the time he was done, he looked like something out of a Comic Book.<br/>Holding a humongous Rifle in his right hand, barrel up. Two pistols in their holsters; one on his right hip, the other hanging across his chest at an angle, grip pointing towards the left.<br/>To top it off, he had small square boxes and pouches on his belt that did not look like they could hold Magazines of any size.<br/>The breathing mask he usually wore was put away in its own special place.