<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>Everyone<br/><br/>Olive blinked at Celeste's statement about the armor, shrugging inside it. He didn't really think so. He'd never seen a Grimm, but he'd cut his teeth on his father's stories about them. They were fearsome creatures. Huntsmen died if they didn't take them seriously. Given all that, he believed his armor was quite normal. To be fair, she may have been just speaking about the oddity of wearing it now. He shrugged at her question, the gesture giving off a dull clanking sound.<br/><br/>"It pays to be prepared. Grimm can come in all sizes, and armor like this can protect you from the smaller ones, letting you focus on the more dangerous ones. It won't protect you from the larger ones, but thats what this is for."<br/><br/>Olive raised the huge Shield up, then put it down on the floor again, carefully. He didn't want to ding the floor, or the shield. The Shield was heavy, and not intended to take blows to its side, and not its front. He looked at Celeste... and decided to cough up a bit more. She was having trouble with her stomach, but didn't seem that bad.<br/><br/>"As for why I am wearing it... there is some kind of test coming up. Soon. I don't know when exactly, or what it will be... but I want to be prepared. That means armed and armored. If it just a written exam or something silly, then no harm done. And if it isn't... well, I think I'll be glad of it.. No one ever died of overpreperation. I'm Olive."<br/><br/>Olive held off on his last name. Hunters were celebrities in their own respect. He had no idea if anyone would recognize the name, but he didn't want to Charcoal Hemsworth's son. He wanted Charcoal Hemsworth to be Olive Hemsworth father, at least to the people in this airship.