<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://safebooru.org//samples/1499/sample_29b252e3082a59485459657b5cdd603b59c658f2.png?1568683)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Suleta Blueskys<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Pre break Air Ship - Post break Main hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anyone<br/><br/>-Back on the air Ship-<br/><br/>The captain in his cockpit presses the intercom button and asks in a gravelly voice "Is the crew ready for takeoff?" There was a pause on the other end and a voice laced with a mild dose of confusion responds "No captain, afraid we aren't. We've encountered...a situation in the passenger section."<br/>The captain eyebrows raise slightly. He's been doing these student flights for years, they had always been a walk in the park. What sort of situation could have possible arisen? They didn't just fairy students to this semi-remote school, they had other trips to make and schedules to keep. "Can you explain this situation?"<br/><br/>The crewman's voice hesitated and responded "You...you best just come see for yourself." The captain sighed and made his way to the passengers section of the ship.  There he was greeted with a rather odd sight.  You see, normally their ship would  it took right off after all the students had disembarked. But one hadn't. A young woman was deeply asleep in a corner of the airship. Excitement the night before perhaps had led her to a lack of sleep and the lack of anything to really focus on during the flight must have allowed fatigue to finally gain the upper hand. But that wasn't the odd thing, this would be the first sleeper they had found. Despite still being perfectly asleep this young, huntress-in-training, had pulled out a hand gun of massive size and had it steadily trained on one of the crewmen of the ship. Said crew man stood perfectly still while a few others were gathered around watching helplessly.<br/><br/>The captain asked in a soft yet clearly shocked voice "What on earth?"<br/><br/>one of the crew men turned and explained "Well, Scarlet here had attempted to wake the girl but all she did in response was draw her gun on him. Any time one of us has attempted to approach her or Scarlet has tried to move the girl would...well growl and her finger would tense on the trigger. So...like I said...we have a situation."<br/><br/>The captain considered all this and took a look at the sleeping girl. A faunus, some sort of canine type or a close relative apparently. She was a tiny thing, only an inch or three above 5 feet and probably 120 pounds soaking wet in a wool sweater. She was dressed in a rather girly outfit. Black and white lace here and there, a string-strap top that split a  bit to expose her toned flat navel. Tie-on-arm-sleeves that seemed to serve no practical purpose other than fashion and matching skirt, stalking, and boots to match.  Though he was fairly certain, despite the girlish frills of the outfit, it was likely all made by a battle gear company. Not really armor proper but unlikely to go to pieces in the throws of your average battle with giant monsters.  It was clear to him, who was used to seeing the warrior students over the years, that her small size did not denote weakness. She was entirely muscle, lean and strong. While some students he characterize like a truck, big and intimidating with a tone of raw horse power, she was more like...a high end sports car. Sleek and compact, with a power enough to roar and speed that would make the wind envious. Not that one sort of warrior type was better than the other, you wouldn't want to stand in the path of a big rig rolling along at 80mph or a sports car screaming by at 300mph. Either way you'd be a greasy smear on their windshield. The captain sighed and pulled out a dog whistle. A crewmate gave him a questioning look.<br/><br/>"A Captain is prepared for anything." He replied mildly and gave it a long blow.<br/><br/>The girls eyes open wide and she drops her gun  yelping in surprise and looking around "What the hell! Why would you do that you asshole!" She yelled picking up her gun and re-holstering it in a sling along her waist. "Geez that's like the equivalent of going up and blowing a air-horn in someone's ears you know that? I should file a complaint with the scho-" she broke off as she saw the time on a near by clock of a digital display and drew in a sharp breath. "SHIT! I'M MISSING ORINTATION!" she gathered up her things and sprinted past the stunned flight-crew without a second thought swearing all the way.<br/><br/><br/>------At the Main Hall------<br/><br/>Suleta Blueskys burst through the door panting lightly from her full force run from the landing area to the school's main hall, and still occasionally cursing to herself. The sudden intrusion likely turned a few heads her way but she didn't seem to notice, she was trying to figure out what all she slept through.  She had missed the speech by the head master, but arrived in time for the explanation of the coming trial. She was surprised that they were tossing them right into a the fray. "Now I'm sort of glad I fell asleep, at least I'm well rested for this."<br/>