<div class="floatleft">(http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn187/LouderThanForte/Mobile%20Uploads/2015-11-06%2016.28.05_zpsmycj9r9r.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aurelie Arturo<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Emerald Forest - Cliffside<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anyone<br/><br/>16 prospective first years, Aurelie noted as she stepped up to her designated platform and quickly glanced to her left and right.  16 hunters and huntresses in training, provided they all survived this first ordeal, and being launched feet first into hoards of the creatures of Grimm was no small thing.  Briefly, an image of three massive Ursa flashed in the girl's mind, and she couldn't help but flinch.  "Deep breaths," she murmured, eyes facing forward as if peering into the depths of the woods.  "It's all just another experiment."<br/><br/>The first platform launched, Lark soaring and whooping like the mad bird that she was.  Glynda waved her hand, and second by second, students were flung from the cliff, left to their own devices to not let gravity send them careening to their deaths.  Aurelie crouched low, grabbing a handful of gravel and stuffing it into her pockets.  She thought she noticed the fair professor raising a curious eye at the action, but neither outright acknowledged it, and so Aurelie returned her attention to the wood, readying herself for -<br/><br/><em>FWOOSH</em><br/><br/>Wind whistled and roared in Aurelie's ears as she flew through the air towards the canopy.  Below her, the scenery moved so quickly that leaves blurred and melded together into a vast and formless sea of green.  Any normal girl of 17 might have been screaming, flailing, perhaps praying.  Any sane human being might have been focused on the fact that they were moving at an acceleration of 9.8 m/s<sup>2</sup>and a height of at least 30 meters, more than likely to become just a pool of blood, piss, and miscellaneous viscera at the end of it.  But not Aurelie.  As she sailed above the Emerald Forest, she contemplated.<br/><br/>"Partners," she mused anxiously.  "Partner, partner, partner.  Must strategize who to seek out."  Who did she already know?  "Well, there's Lark.  Clearly very quick on her feet, and if we were assigned to one another, she'd have no reason to balk at my testing her Cloud Kickers.  Though she's a bit rash...and possibly already hates me."  Negative.  "Or that Faunus girl who landed in the fountain...though I never did catch her name."   Nope.  "Well, then there's Sigurd... His weapon was fascinating!  Though he didn't seem to know how to use it... But he was an amiable enough fellow."  Possible.  "And then of course there's - Oh.  Wait.  Right, landing."<br/><br/>Suddenly, the greenery rushed up at her faster than before, and Aurelie's focus shifted on a dime.  Reaching back, she whipped out Nelumbo and Nymphaea and shot both fans wide open.  Riding a current, the large fans held her aloft briefly as she adjusted herself, gliding rapidly toward a thick tree trunk.  Just as it seemed that she was about to eat bark, she threw a handful of gravel into the air.  Reasonably certain that no one else was around to see her, she focused her attenion on the spray, and the pebbles burst, buffetting her landing as she stomped down onto a branch.<br/><br/>"Right, well, now I'm in tree, but how to get down..."  Digging around in her pocket, Aurlie fished for the largest rocks she had managed to pick up.  Three presented themselves immediately.  "Uff.  Too big."  Toss.  She eyed another.  "Mmm.  Too small."  Toss.  She eyed the last one and grinned.  "Just right."  She lobbed the rock into the air, and as she closed her eyes, the rock detonated, sending splinters flying in one direction, and the top of the tree falling in the other.  The wood moaned and creaked as the tree listed, finally cracking and landing with a loud thud.  With a small, self-satisfied smile, Aurelie brushed herself off, skipped down down her newly-made ramp, and then head into the forest to complete her next objectives.