Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150502044323/@comment-24147026-20150503161154

Stepping foot onto Beacon was a culmination of years worth of training and sacrificing. A great weight was almost lifted off of Tuckyr's shoulders as he walked among his peers, gawking unabashedly at the school buildings. Of course his attentions turned to the fine female populace that was also around him, some of them being fellow students from Signal and thus used to the perverted paladin's advances throughout the day, but there was just so many that had not heard his best pick-up lines.

So his day was spent half-listening to the (thankfully) short speech from the headmaster, trying to remember some good shortcuts to the classrooms, and getting used to the idea of a rocket-propelled locker. It turned quite sour however when some jerk magician had to try and pull the chivalrous routine on a Faunus girl he was having pretty good progress with. Her tail only got in the way of what he was really trying to pinch.

Needless to say by the time night came around, Tuckyr was ready to hit the hay. He was just as excited as anyone else about initiation, but he was taught that those who slept earlier, woke up earlier. So despite wanting to hit on any of the girls in their pajamas (as there was time for that later), he conked out rather easily.