]<div class="floatleft">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/492d8f9fa75a8b68fd9782d10012cd51/http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h97/Fair_One_Of_The_Last_Dusk/Male%20Anime/Anime.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Olive Hemsworth<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone<br/><br/>Olive listened to the Headmasters speech, impressed with the brevity of it. Many of these functions felt the need to give extended speeches, to dress things up in ceremony and pomp. It was, in Olive's opinion, a desperate attempt to make events that were largely meaningless seem meaningful, and thus those that presided more important. The Headmaster apparently felt no need to engage in such. Perhaps proof that he felt no need to inflate the importance of himself, or this event. Such self confidence was admirable, especially as the headmaster deserved it. Furthermore, the speech proved his preparation worthwhile. He wouldn't be dropped among the Grimm wearing shorts and T-Shirt. He'd be able to push toward the objective. The revelation of how they would be partnered was a bit of a let down, but Olive shook it off. He'd just have to move quickly toward the objective. That way, whoever he met would prove they were capable of dealing with the threats in the forest.<br/><br/>The caution didn't bother him, but he appreciated. He couldn't help but think some of the students might be better off taking the chance to leave. To be a Huntsman was not for everyone. And for those unprepared, it would kill them. As for Olive, he knew he was ready. He'd been trained by a Huntsmen. He'd learned to fight from his father, and Olive would demonstrate that. It was time to show the skills and strengths that made him the cream of the crop. Without hesitation, he moved toward the opening doorway, again not running, not dallying. Just walking there, full of purpose, his armor clanking with each step.