Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26362067-20160515032116/@comment-25857155-20160522072628

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Mauve hit the ground like a stone launched from a catapult; her Stone Dust enhanced Semblance pushed a shockwave of soil and dust out from the shallow crater of impact. It took a moment for the dust to settle. Once it had, Mauve stepped out of the impact zone and brushed the dust off her clothing. Above her, a few feathers floated down as someone passed overhead.

Setting her jaw, Mauve took the first few steps toward the ruins. Long way to walk, she mused, setting off at a jog. ''Better get moving. Maybe I can catch that person.'' At her steady but unrelenting pace, it likely would not take long.

With a sigh, Argo stood and stretched, bouncing lightly on the balls of his feet. After taking a deep breath, he started running along the branch he was balanced on – and slipped. Cursing, the boy caught himself with one of his axes before dropping safely to the ground, wolf-ears tilted in irritation and embarrassment.

The Faunus took a quick look around, orienting himself off the cliff face far behind him before he started moving again. His ears picked up the sound of someone else hitting the ground ahead of him, but it sounded like it was a good way off yet. Keeping his weapons in hand, Argo made his way through the brush, pushing through the wall of bushes in front of him with a little difficulty.

''I wonder what happens if I don’t meet anyone? I guess they’d just stick me with a team,'' he postulated as he made his way. That wouldn’t be too bad, but – what was that?

Something was moving in the brush ahead. Grimm, maybe, or another student? His grip tightened on his weapons nervously. Time to find out.