<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>Airship<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alexander, Everyone<br/><br/>Olive was one of the last ones into the hall, getting a place near the back. He was fine with that. He wasn't tardy, having just moved at a constant pace. The Headmaster would understand that. He'd also had to deal with the Faunus situation, but if he got in trouble for that, so be it. It just would build his cachet with the class. Long term thinking. He moved into the Auditorium, taking a place in the back. He noticed another fellow in armor, giving him a brief nod. It was good to see signs of sensibility. He looked up front, considering whom he would like in his team. It was important to have balance. It was tempting to say he wanted both the fellow in armor, and the  one with a giant hammer, but that would deny the other teams the ability to absorb blows, and would mean his lacked speed, and maneuverability. It paid to consider such.<br/><br/>Olive stood there, comparing what he could see of the assembled students. While there were a lot of question marks, he might have to make that choice soon. Better to operate on educated guesses then nothing at all. And it was something to occupy the mind while he waited for the address to begin.