<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>Celeste, Everyone<br/><br/>Olive wished he really was a 'four eyes' at the moment. He lacked eyes to sufficiently display his derision for this. He couldn't believe that they were engaging Rainbow Brite. Sure, maybe one immature brat could slip through the cracks, but the Faunus and a<strong>fellow in a mask</strong>were engaging her. It would just validate her little delusions. However, Celeste's semblance got some interest from him. His father had never shown him his, and Aqua was still getting her Aura under control. Olive had never seen anything quite like it. His own Semblance was boring compared to that. Serviceable, and rather useful, but not very flashy. However, Celeste showed off why sometimes serviceable paid off as she went head first into the fountain. He sighed as the students went around her... and stopped at the fountain.<br/><br/>"You probably won't catch a cold in there, but if you get water all over the floor of the hall, you are, at the very least, going to be mopping it up."<br/><br/>Olive reversed his grip on the Halberd, holding it near the head, so the end extended was just the wooden Haft. He slipped the haft in the back of her shift, hauling her out of the water wordlessly. He omitted a grunt or anything. While Olive wasn't that experienced being around girls other then Aqua, he still knew better then to imply that a girl was heavy. He set her down on the ground, and quickly reverted to the proper grip.<br/><br/>"Was that your Semblance? Is that all it does, let you ride around on it, or can it do other things?"<br/><br/>Eric's eyes showed something other then the quiet detachment, or bemused indifference they often showed. Semblances were as a variable as the wind, but still fascinating.