Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-739167-20141201215534/@comment-739167-20141205234858

Maybe I made a mistake Glaukos thought as the airbus started to lift off.

While it had been weeks since he arrived at Beacon, Glaukos had yet to get use to the favoured mode of transportation of the school. Air-travel. Before embarking to this academy, Glaukos had not needed to use the infernal method. But given that Beacon was situated in a rather inconvenient place for normal travel, i.e. on the ground, air travel was the preferred method.

One of the reasons he hadn't gone to the city yet, was because doing so required him to get into an airbus. It was not that he was afraid of heights so much as he didn't trust the one inch metal difference of his feet and the air. At least with a boat I can swim! While initiation had done a little to make him believe in his falling survival skills. But still, he was more then a little pale as the trip started. Gripping the seat hard enough his knuckles turned white. It was a rather silent trip for him.