Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24728342-20140624030059/@comment-24728342-20140630234903

*The launch*

Rust stood on top of the launching platform, his boots firmly planted and ready to take off as soon as the headmaster gave the word. He looked to his friend Irving; a sweat ran down on his face. Rust chickled.

"You alright Irving?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," answered Irving. "Just a little nervous is all."

"I'm sure you'll do fine," Rust reassured. "Just sit tight at your drop zone and I'll make my way toward you. From there, we'll try to locate our remaining teammates and strategize on locating whatever the relics may be."

"Any idea as to what they might be?"

"No. Which is why this should be rather fun."



One by one, students were being launched into the air. Rust had a small tingly feeling in his spine and stomach. To say that he was excited was an understatement. He was on his way onto becoming a Hunter, and ready to join "the good fight" like his father and his father before him.

"You ready for this Irving?"

"I was ready the day I signed up Rus."

"Just remember your landing strategy and you'll be fine."

"Right, landing strategy.... What is that exactly?"

With that, the green haired trainee was launched into the air, screaming at the top of his lungs. Rust chuckled as his friend was lobbed into the air. He turned his head and noticed Vegas.

"Hey Vegas!" he called out. "See you on the other side!" He gave a two finger salute and was launched into the air.