The Beginning of Your Journey!

"No, I hate people, especially cats!" Tanner stated, snarling slightly. "Who are you anyways?!" He said, questioning the stranger.

"Someone who it'd be wise to get along with little puppy!" The boy teases, his white ears twitching mischievously

Tanner glared daggers at the stranger. "And why's that Snowball?!" He asks, resisting the urge to punch the boy out of the tree.

The boy pouts slightly, his tail curling into a question mark shape.
"Well that wasn't very nice..." he mutters, smiling happily.
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Leon sighs, wanting to get to his stuff before anyone goes looking through it.
"I'll see you later on Nix..." he mutters, going searching for his things. After a good bit of searching, he finds a sleeping bag with a single black grey suitcase next to it, holding the emblem of his previous teacher. He sighs and sits next to it, looking around with blatant confusion.

Tanner jumps down. "Neither am I, you got a problem? Fight me." He states, anger in hs voice. He was angry that he couldn't even mourn the losses of his life outside.

As he unpacks, the greying young man notices another hopeful come up alongside him, and he turns to off greetings "Hello," he says, voice slightly rasping and wheezy. "Riveting speech from Ozpin, no?"

"Yelling at a child. Your just generally unlikable in any way aren't you?" The boy asks, grinning as he flips up the hood on his robe, then puts it down, needing something to do idly
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Leon looks up from his seat, hearing someone speaking next to him. He spies a student next to him, his voice...less than healthy.
"Yikes...you alright mate?" he asks, unhinging his suitcase and digging through the small amount of clothes he had to make sure everything was still there.

Tanner sniffs the air, frowning. "Strange . . . your scent. I can't tell how old you are, but your not a child." He said before sniffing again. "You also could use a bath." He remarks with a smirk.

"So long as I manage my Aura carefully," he answers, a grin finding its way onto his face. A second later, his breath catches and he cringes to suppress another coughing fit. "Don't worry about me, I can manage," he says, grinning again when the attack passes.

Iden shrugged as she looked at people walking into the room, she decided to try and find her luggage. She walked into the room, looking for a light grey suitcase, passing by some other students.

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Ashland sighed, "First years have to go through initiation before getting their dorms" he explained to them, "So be sure to rest up" he smiled to them.

"Anyone will say dog smells worse than cat." Shiro says, his tail flitting back and forth.
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"If you say so friend..." Leon says, shutting the suitcase and pushing it up near the top of the sleeping bag. He then unbuttons his coat, taking it off and throwing it on top of the suitcase, leaving him in his grey v-neck. He then sets about pulling off his boots.

"Shut up you bastard!" Tanner couldn't take it, he launched himself at the boy, attempting to tackle him. His anger had finally gotten the best of him.

Shiro giggles, falling out of the tree, dodging Tanner as he falls to the ground, back flipping and landing gracefully on his feet.
"Temper temper..."

Tanner growls, delivering a barrage of kicks, and his claws on his fingers showing. "Hold still you cat freak!"

Shiro smirks, dodging most of the kicks, but putting up a flat palm against one. The instant Tanner's foot made contact, he froze the two together, grinning mischievously.
"Hollow coming from a fellow faunus."

"So what's your name?" the sickly young man asks, removing his coat before perusing his baggage for sleepwear.

Tanner states at the frost, not fazed. "That trick won't help you!" He says, as his greaves appear, setting flame. "I'm a lone wolf!" He says, the ice melting as he attempts to deliver one final kick.

Yanking his boots off, revealing bare feet, Leon sighs, throwing them on top of his coat.
"Leon..." he states, yawning. The trip into town had taken a lot out of him, and he had barely caught the airship to boot. He was, without a doubt, exhausted.
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Shiro scowls, growing tired of this little primadona boy. He freezes a large claw around his hand, grabbing Tanner's foot, a loud sizzling coming as the sheer cold of the ice puts out the fire.
"That attitude wont get you far here." he says, letting the ice vanish as he turns to leave.

"Coward . . ." Tanner says, going back up to his tree, resuming his activities from earlier.

Shiro yawns, climbing up the side of the building via the windowsills, looking for something to do in the rooms.

Iden stopped near two other students, finding her light grey suitcase. Thought small compared to others bags but it had everything she needed. She knelled down and opened the bag to make sure nothing was missing.

(is that Leon and Aran by any chance? <0w0>)

(Yeah)

Leon yawns, once again, running his hand through his hair, deciding there was too much of it and that he would have to cut it sometime.
"This place is nuts..." he says to nobody in particular, lying back and flopping onto the sleeping bag, his eyes watching the last remnants of the sun falling below the horizon out the nearest window.

While checking through his luggage, the greying youth briefly cringes, trying to hold back, but succumbs after a moment and descends into a body-wracking fit of coughing. After about a minute of what felt like his lungs trying to expel themselves through his mouth, he regains control, though his breaths come heavily, as if he'd just sprinted for several miles.

Leon sits up, flipping his hair out of the way of his eyes, looking at the other boy with concern.
"You sure your alright friend? You sound worse than a gutted beowolf." he observes, slipping his hand into his jeans pocket.

"I'll ask this once." A rather stoic voice came from near Tanner. "I'd advise against attacking Professors at the school." A young woman with pale lavender hair says, resting her leather glove-clad hands on her shoulders. "Not only because that's usually a one-way ticket out of this school, but also, I don't want Ash to have to mop up such a large mess."

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Nix gives Leon a quick wave goodbye, looking for his own belongings.

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Alex sees his black and azure bags a ways away, and nears them, squatting down and digging through the bag. He wasn't entirely comfortable changing into anything that didn't have a hood, so he instead stands back up, and sneaks away, deciding to roam the halls for no particular reason.

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Octavia gives a short sigh, nodding at Wayne. "If you insist." She says with a soft smile. "You know where I'll be, should you need me." She says, turning and walking off.

Tanner turns to look at the woman. "Professor? You mean . . . That guy was a proffesor?! Maybe he should stop harrassing students, he brought it upon himself." He argues, crossing his arms.

Shiro grins and climbs into the ballroom through an open window by the rafters, content to watch the students below with an observing eye.
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Novus sighs, pulling off his shirt, revealing an ash grey muscle shirt underneath. He had gone off on his own to find his things, and found a spot in the corner. He had spent his time since then making sure things were in order, then pulling off his jacket and boots, and now his shirt, revealing well muscled arms.
"Wouldn't be the first time sleeping on the floor." he states to nobody, piling the discarded clothes next to his suitcase.
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Wayne nods, pushing his hands into his jacket pockets and walking off through the halls, wanting to get a general layout from key location to key location in his head. It took him about a half hour to get between the places he felt were important at the moment, nurse stations, main offices, front entrance, and mess hall, all without observation, before he found a directory and began heading up towards the ballroom.
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Maria looks out the window at the dim lights illuminated in the ballroom's windows, a dim light of twilight almost masking it.

"I'll be fine, Leon," he rasps after getting his breath back. "Like I said... don't worry about me. I wouldn't be here... if it wasn't under control." His speech was halting, each phrase seeming to take every bit of every breath.