<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/bzGLBtW.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Fenrir Zherneboh<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Airship<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone<hr/><br/>Even though he didn't act like it(he almost never did), Fenrir was pretty excited about going to Beacon. He'd worked his ass off at Mistral, and felt he deserved his shot at the prestigious academy. Only time would tell if he was truly deserving, but he felt he was, or at least he felt he deserved the chance to prove himself right or wrong. Gathered with the others on the ship, he was standing with his arms crossed over his chest, waiting for anything to happy at all.<br/><br/>Then Glynda Goodwitch showed up over the viewscreen and started off with a rousing welcome speech no doubt designed to get them amped and excited for school. For him, it worked. He was more than ready to get started and continue to grow in experience and skill. When her speech was done, Ms. Goodwitch vanished, and the view was replaced with the incoming Beacon. It was a beautiful, powerful looking place. And if it was anything like Mistral, he was going to enjoy himself.<br/><br/>He didn't speak yet, and instead was focused on observing and listening to the others around him. Lark was passionate,<em>very</em>passionate about this opportunity. She was a bit pushy, but it made sense with her attitude. She wanted to prove something, maybe to herself, or to someone else. But he rarely saw anyone that determined when they were just working for themselves. The studious looking guy who looked all sorts of out of place decked out in heavy plate armor was calm, reserved, and he seemed to be pretty smart. At least that was the feeling he got from the way he spoke and carried himself.<br/><br/>Aurelie well...she seemed to be a bit of an airhead, but acting one way didn't mean you were that way. The fascination she showed at Lark's boots said she wasn't just some ditzy blond. He looked over at Celeste when she started puking. She was the first other Faunus he'd seen so far, and unfortunately it seemed she got air sick. He wondered if anyone here had gone to Sanctum like him? He hadn't recognized anyone so far though, so maybe not.<br/><br/>After a while, they got an announcement that they were about to land, and once they did they were to go to the main building for orientation. Lark was the first one out, and his eyes watched her dart off at an impressive speed. Not many people moved like that. Hmmm. Did he want to race? Did he want to try and be first? His answer was to bend his knees, and then shoot out of the ship like a rocket. Lark was fast, no doubt. Probably one of the fastest people he'd ever seen aside from himself. It would be good to have challenges again. Not many people would have been able to catch up to the speeding girl, but then again he wasn't many people and after a bit was keeping pace with her. "You're good...<em>fast</em>. I'm Fenrir," he said casually like the two of them weren't breaking speed records or anything.