Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140210024449/@comment-24487330-20140220140145

...Eventually, Ozpin uttered a few familiar names: their names, in fact. Camo's flinched visibly and his eyes snapped open at the mention of his own name, his inner calm shattered in an instant. Not entirely sure what the professor had to say to them, he kept his guard up as he followed closely behind Talen and ascended the stage. He stood almost completely rigid for a few seconds, right up until they were bestowed their team name. Despite all of his worries and all of the faults he had found in their actions that day, they had succeeded after all: they had made it into Beacon.

Camo tried to control his breathing as the tension he had felt began to melt away, but he couldn't help letting a sigh of relief slip through his lips. The newly-formed Team Terracotta exchanged congratulations and other such pleasantries as they left the stage, but he himself kept silent, as they might have come to expect by now. The four of them might have passed this test, but it was sure to be only the first of many, and future trials would strain them even further. With this in mind, the archer couldn't quite share in the jubilations; he just watched them and followed from a distance, just as a sniper ought to do for his team...