<div class="floatright">(http://orig03.deviantart.net/02cc/f/2013/100/0/7/lars_alexandersson_by_ultramarineandwhite-d613ous.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sigurd Thomas<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Emerald Forest<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jack, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Sigurd's eyes were large and panicked as he gazed up at the hulking ursa. When the bear began to charge, fearfully, he backed up until his back met someone. Glancing up over his shoulder, he noticed a red-headed woman standing behind him. He had seen her before back on the launchpad but that was all he knew about her. Startled, he quickly stepped to the side of her and stared at her curiously, noticing that she was avoiding eye contact with him.<br/><br/><strong>Do you think it'll kill you? I think it'll kill you. Unless you'd like a hand? Like me to take care of it?</strong><br/><br/>"Uh...sure," he replied. The woman was weird and she carried a strange air of nonchalance about her as though the whole test was a waste of her time.<br/><br/><strong>Victorious warriors win first and then go to war, while defeated warriors go to war first and then seek to win. Stand aside, rabble. I will show you how it is done.</strong><br/><br/>Sigurd's eyes narrowed in exasperation then as her froo-froo talk and arrogance seemed to take his mind off the bear. He watched her engage the creature with her parasol. It was an interesting weapon choice, and with what he's seen of her so far, it seemed perfect. The way she grounded the Grimm's arm told him that she was strong and when she began siphoning the bear into nothingness, that ability was noted as well. For being a complete stranger, she was pretty transparent about her power and abilities. He supposed someone with so much ego would be.<br/><br/>After her victorious and sadistic laughter, Sigurd's eyes grew a little in surprise that the woman would turn and face him to make eye contact.<br/><br/><strong>Animals are so easy to take apart. No offense, of course...</strong><br/><br/>If she had meant to offend him, she wouldn't see it on his face. To his knowledge, no one knew that he was a Faunus. Not even the other Faunus knew that he was a Faunus or perhaps didn't know that he was hiding what he was to point it out or suspected that he was hiding to better blend into the human-dominated culture at the school, which was understandable.<br/><br/><strong>You know something... Sigurd, was it?...Sigurd. I like to learn things. I'm a woman of knowledge, of refinement, of leadership. It behooves me greatly to study my classmates, find out their strengths and weaknesses. I try to surround myself with those I feel I will work best with...</strong><br/><br/>A smile began to curl on Sigurd's face. So was she indicating that...?<br/><br/><strong>So I've had to... do some digging. Do some shuffling of people, from time to time. Perhaps work a fake transcript or two. I looked at your transcript, Sigurd. I've looked for information on you. Do you know what I found?...Surprisingly little. That's interesting. Don't you think it's interesting? I think it's interesting. So very few people can escape my little dragnet.</strong><br/><br/>Sigurd blushed and sheepishly scratched at the back of his red head.<br/><br/>"Well, you could always ask. I like taking long walks in the park or on the beach, my favorite color is red...and maybe black too. I like to workout with my hammer. You know, 'gotta get used to wielding it and all..."<br/><br/>He stopped his spiel when she continued.<br/><br/><strong>Just thought I'd share that. You know, when I've the free time I think I'll do a little research on the White Fang. Wonder what I'll turn up. Sick bunch, that. Ah, but I'm prattling on, aren't I? I must be off! My partner should be waiting for me ahead.</strong><br/><br/>Sigurd's brows rose in confusion when the woman talked about a<em>waiting partner</em>.<br/><br/>"Huh? Wait a second; you already looked at me! You're breaking the rules! We're supposed to be partners!" he yelled as he started to jog after her.<br/><br/>The bitch was nosy, but he wasn't at all worried about her snooping. She wasn't going to find anything on him or his brother. They were expendables and there were limited personnel who knew about Operation Hunter Killer. For her sake, the little she knew about him the longer she would live. He wasn't about to feed into her probings. The only person Beacon Academy was going to be well-acquainted with was the hunter rookie Sigurd Thomas.