Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20151229011006/@comment-25924729-20160108113803

"You will proceed to the Northern end of the forest, there will be opposition along the way, do not hesitate to destroy anything in your path...." Ozpin gave the initiates his standard briefing/warning with a serious tone. Goodwitch standing behind him with an equally grim expression, glaring dissaprovingly at two empty launch pads and one initiate who was obviously daydreaming.

Blah blah blah blah.... Grimm... Forest.... Relics.... blah.... was what Dawn's mind registered. She only perked up a little when the headmaster mentioned teams and partners. ''Who will i get? Hopefully someone with a strong gut, then we can have drinking parties together!''

The berserker simply didn't give a damn today.

Until his speech ended, and people started getting thrown off the cliff. "You're shitting me!" she exclaimed in horror, watching the bizarre scene unfold. This was tantamount to suicide in her opinion. "Are you freaking insane?" she called to Ozpin.

The headmaster only smiled vaguely, sipping his coffee with his usual calmness. Before she could protest any further, the ground beneath her shot out, and Dawn was sent flying like a foul-mouthed, badly aimed torpedo.

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...Focus...

Aerial maneuvers and parkour were her forte, and Zhu-li knew it. She mentally calculated the ideal trajectory to land as near as possible to her destination, avoiding Grimm along the way, and positioned her body accordingly. Knees bent slightly, left arm tucked to her side so it wouldn't get in the way, and right arm loose, ready to fire Alaska in any direction.

A commotion nearby drew Zhu-li's attention, momentarily distracting her from the launching process. She glanced to the side and saw someone running to the cliff's from the direction of Beacon, an unconscious boy on his back. It was Amilanthior.

A pang of concern cut through her, and she felt the urge to check on them. Hope he's okay... she thought as her platform jerked and threw her skyward.

(What's happening to Amilanthior anyway? Those feelings and stuff. Is he sick? Are those flashbacks? I don't get it.)