Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140612165106/@comment-24296957-20140624001311

"We shall indeed."

Akasma walked out to the platforms, noting their ornamental engravings and Beacon's insignia on their faces. Gazing out over the cliff, he looked at the great forest beyond. Recieving no sort of landing gear, he knew he'd be making his own landing strategy. Not that it was a problem.

Walking back to the platforms, he looked back at the students filing out. Standing on a far platform, he psyched himself up for the flight. Looking down the line with a shadowed face, Akasma wondered who he was going to be paired with for the future. He flexed his hands around his blades, watching Ozpin watching him.