Starting life Anew (Open)

Nitsua sat quietly on the airship. The hood on his jacket pulled up over his head, covering his wolf ears. He sat there, thinking about what his new life going to be like. A thousand possible scenario's running through his head, many of them ending with him being treated horribly because he was a Faunus. He shuddered at the thought of being treated horribly by the public once again. Then suddenly, the airship lands, not be prepared, Nitsua nearly fell out of his seat. Nitsua sighed, as the door opened, grabbing his weapon and duffle bag of stuff, he walks off the airship. He looked up at the school, eyes wide with amazement at the school. He had heard the stories about the school, but he never imagined that it would look like this. Nitsua then shook his head and began to walk towards the school, head down as he walked, with his hood still over his head, hoping not to draw attention to himself.

Along one of the benches places just by the academy's enterance sits a tan-skinned female wolf faunus, wearing nothing but a white sports bra and some dark grey jogging shorts, both of which curving along the contours of her body.  Her choice of attire makes her faunus features, her pointed lupine ears sitting on top of her mess of grey hair and a long wolf-like tail, easy to notice.  She seems to be content with gnawing off pieces of beef jerky that she brought along in small plastic package.  The incoming new students seem to garner the wolf-girl's attention as she glances over the fledgling new students as she chews and chews on her prepackaged dried meat strips.  None of them seem to attract her attention for to long with the exception of on particular hooded figure whom she stares at longer than the rest.  

As she slowly consumes her beef jerky, she seems to study this hooded character, as if she is trying to figure him out.  As the hooded wolf faunus approaches closer to the main entrance where she is sitting, she gives him him a simple nod of acknowledgement.  Her gaze then turns to the airship which slowly levitates in the air, ready to depart from the landing platform at any moment.  The wolf faunus girl then look backed to the hooded faunus once again, shrugged once, then looks out to the horizon as if losing interest in the hooded wolf faunus while she happily munches on her snack as she remains seated on the bench still.

So this was the fabled Syne academy. Son eyed the withered spiral towers and snow-caked garrisons with disinterest, shifting his attention to the airship deck. Two men flanked him and both were about his age.
“What a dreadfully boring-looking place,” Son said as he looked to Kane; the scrawny man to his left.
“The Eastlings must harbor a queer fondness for ancient castles,” Kane drolled back.
The ship around him had been surprisingly quiet; save the occasional small talk between friends and the faint din of fiddle music droning from the cockpit speakers. The pilot had a strange fondness for it. Son had kept his eyes locked on an exceptionally tall boy wearing a hoodie. He had glimpsed his wolf ears back when they were getting on the ship. He was a faunus.

When they eventually touched down and filed off the giant metal bird, Son and his two friends were quick to tail him. The snow-litterred cobbels were firm beneath their feet as they walked, and the air held a fresh kick to it. No matter what time of year it was it seemed there was no escaping the cold in this place. Son already despised that.

The three had to put a skip in their step in order to keep up with the faunus, but eventually came within about ten feet of his presence.
“You there! Boy!” Shouted Son, “You’re a faunus aren’t you? I imagine you have quite a few tales to tell. Tell me: why did you decide to attend this school?” Son stopped and folded his arms; one brow turned up.

Nitsua did not see the head nod from the other wolf faunus and he just kept walking. He was lost in his own thought until he heard a voice call out to him. He turned to look at the man who referred to him as ' boy'. He eyed him down and his goons. Studying them closely and making a note of as many details as he could make. Nitsua turned to them and sighed " God, not even here for a minute and somebody wants to cause some trouble" Nitsua muttered to himself. He stared at Son, looking him directly in the eye. " Easy, I am here to train on how to kill Grimm, like everyone else at this school, and probably you as well" Nitsua said, watching the other man and his friends closely, looking for any sudden movements that they make.

Jade never was a fan of airships, in fact, they made him sick to his stomach more times than not. So he made sure to set himself off to the side from the others just in case he felt the needed to evacuate his belly. Thankfully though he wouldn't have to resort to any of the sorts for this trip he thought as he felt the ship land. Almost rolling out of his seat Jade wasted no time picking up his monster sword and hurrying off the ship to the nice solid ground again. He didn't care he if he made a scene or not. What did he care what others thoughts of him?

It would be thanks to this that he had made it off in time to overhear a group of guys talking to a lone student in a hoodie. Although he wasn't hundred percent sure as to the meaning of the main guy words. Growing up in Atlas Jade grew used to people cleverly hiding hurtful words in their speech. Making it almost impossible to tell what they truly meant or not. The one thing he did know was that the use of "Boy" was rarely used in any sort of kind manner.

So shifting his sword on his back so the tip wouldn't drag on the ground Jade made his way over to the group before skillfully wrapping his arms around two boys from the group in a bro form. "Yoooo!" He said as if meeting up with old friends. "Are we trading life stories?!" He asked questioningly looking around with a wide grin. "Nice to see people in his land is so friendly! So much more than back in Atlas. Everyone there as a meter sticks up their arse. IF you know what I mean." With that, Jade would release the two from his bro hug and spin around the group as if the giant sword on his back weight nothing to stand next to the guy in the hoodie.

"So hoodie gave his answer. Killing Grimm's and all that good stuff. Not really all that exciting, but then again most life stories aren't in my experience. So how about you?" Asked looking at Son with an another grin. "Here to kill Grimms? Or just here to be an arse, boy-o?" He had a feeling the guy in the hood might not be so accepting of his little intrusion, but then again Jade didn't care. He wasn't looking for a fight or to spark one, but at the same time, he didn't like letting other just do or say want they want.

Gricelda continues to chew on her piece of jerky, watching from her seat on the bench warily the scene unfolding in front of her. These fools were barely at the entrance and already they are starting some sort of communion. At least her suspicions, as revealed by pale haired human, that the hooded figure that she was eyeing earlier was indeed a faunus. She always prided herself in her knack of picking out faunus trying who tried to hide themselves. Had it not been for another boy with an oversize sword interjecting, she would have gotten up herself to assist her fellow wolf faunus whether he wanted her to or not. For now, Gricelda remains seated as she waited for the paled haired student and his groupie to react to confrontational words used by the hooded faunus and boy with the monstrous swords. She was curious as to what excuse the pale-haired human would give to justify him and his pals trail a faunus in order to question him. From where she came from, that was usually prelude to fight over race. While she was all about getting into fights, she herself was unarmed and the front of the campus is not the most ideal of battlegrounds. For now, she watched and listened.

Son stared at the odd wolf man for a moment after he gave his answer, feeling the gentle fingers of light snowfall on his cheek.

He was about to shoot back an answer of his own when a jolt shot up his spine after he was grabbed by an extremely muscular force and thrown into some kind of traditional eastling embrace that worked wonders in making Son feel uncomfortable. His brows wavered and he listened to the newcomer dumbstruck. Quite the cast of characters here...he thought, taking some form of miniscule relief that this claymore-wielding miscreant originated from Atlas frontiers.

The last words he spoke ignited his blood as if it were gasoline, and for a split second Son reached for his weapon. His hand curled into a tight fist at the last second, however, and he eyed this new boy like the pest he was.
"It speaks volumes," Son said, a tight and forced smile plastered across his face, "that the one calling me out for being an arse ignorantly barges into a conversation with no filter and insults us all with his brazen assumptions. I advice you be quiet; or Grimm may soon prove the least of your worries," he turned next to Nitsua and widened his grin, "And as for you: there will only be 'trouble' if you make it. So far you've done an impressive job of doing just that. In fact—I bet you're one of those White Fang. You certainly look the part, what with your big strong demeanor and false sense of superiority."

Son caught his other wingman—Luthor—glaring daggers the faunuses' way. His little brother had been ran through by a White Fang operative, and he didn't partcularly like those even vaguely related to the group. Bad things may be brewing.

Nitsua stood there, mouth agape for a minute. His eyes wide as he stared down Son and the other men. Then he bent his head, his hair falling over his eyes and his teeth grinding against each other. He then looked back at Son, anger filling every fiber of his being, and his eyes gave off a glare that could kill. He quickly drew his sword, the bindings around it falling off and into Nitsua's other hand as he slowly walked over to Son and pointed his blade right at his face.

"Do not, and I repeat, do not say that again. Because if you do, I will not be held responsible for my actions. Because you would have brought it on yourself, saying things like that, after all, I would be more than happy to see every white fang member die right before my eyes. And if you dare say that to me again, I will not hesitate to kill you."

Jade didn't listen or really care for the boy threats as he answer it with an exaggerated shrug of his arms. "Hey, I'm just calling it as I see it mate. Or I guess hear it, but it's whatever." He didn't really like the vibes he was feeling from this group and thought it would be best to leave now. However, even he was caught off guard at the boy accusation.

But before he could say a word the white hair boy already jumped to action. Jade watched as the boy pulled his sword and walked over to the others before pointing it in who he guess was the leader's face. Not that Jade really blamed him as being called out as a White Fang was never a joking matter, especially with Faunus. Back in Atlas it was one of the quickest ways get yourself and others picked up by cops or even Huntsmen if one was around. Even his own family had run in with the group, thought any family of power in Atlas could say the same.

Still he didn't like how this was going as this could quickly get out of hands. From his place behind the white hair boy, he called out to the group. "Not cool man!" He said, his friendliness quickly disappearing from his tone. "That not something to joke around about." Sighing he reached up and began to rub the back of his head as he felt the eyes of others now turning to this little show. It was only a matter of time before something happens, or worst a teacher might see this. Once again offering a wide smile Jade called out. "But we're all friends here, right? All on the same side? You know! The side against both the Grimm's and Fang? The fight already lost if the good guys are already tearing at their own throats."

Gricelda snaps off another bite of beefy jerky goodness, chewing on the succulent meat as the situation in front of her was starting to look like a prelude to a brawl.  The pale haired human and his two friends were already enemies in her eyes from their clear dislike over the White Fang.  Gricelda was curious to hear if her fellow wolf-faunus was indeed affiliated with the White Fang, to which he disappointingly made his scorn for the group quite vocal as he raised his weapon to to the pale haired kid.  The other boy, the one with the over compensating sword, pointed out the accusation being a bit much and tried to get them to focus their attention on fighting against the Grimm and the White Fang; something which Gricelda found displeasure with as she angerly rips the last piece of her jerky snack.  She allows for the plastic bag that previously contained the jerky fly off in the breeze as she stands up in her seat.  The hooded faunus may arbor the White Fang and its its associates like herself but he was a faunus.  So even if he hated the White Fang to his very core, he was among the very people that the White Fang are trying to save from human tyranny.  Thus she felt it was best to involve herself in the group in case she needs to back up her faunus compatriot.  As a wispy white-grey aura envelops her, propels herself by a jet of air rushing behind her to quickly close the short distance between her and the boys... and maybe look a little flashy while doing so too.  As her air dash ends, she finds herself by next to her fellow wolf faunus.  As she erects posture, Gricelda eyes everyone around her before speaking to the group as a whole.

"It depends on who is claiming who to the GOOD GUYS and the others the villains.  Its clear that none of us are friends here but so long as you lugheads are planning to become hunters you don't really need to concern yourself with which side you happen to fall under now in the spectrum.  Now I for one am all for beating each other senseless to resolve our conflicts but if that is the route you boys want to take, I do highly recommend the training area.  Getting yourselves into fight just outside the the academy gates is a great way to make things unnecessarily difficult for you in the long run.  Think of that as warning before one of you does something that gets the rest of you that same stern warning from someone up in administration." says Gricelda dryly in a professional manner

She looks to the hooded faunus and the boy with the over-sized sword with a slight frown on her face, but glaring to the pale-haired boy and his friends more sternly

In a flash, Luthor had drawn his gleaming silver revolver and aligned its barrel with Nitsua’s head, “You dare threaten Son? You dare threaten Stairway to Heaven?!” He pulled himself to full form: a hulking tower of muscle wrapped in a thin black coat, black cords, and a suit and tie. His blue eyes would bite as much as the frozen waters they resembled. “You’re all alike! Every last one of you! You look to seize the smallest opportunity to shed blo-.”

His words were cut off as Son slid his hand over the six inch long barrel of his gun and directed it gently downwards, “I’ve met honorable faunus. His kind are but a small, vocal, minority trying to feed off the fear of others,” Son made sure to sharpen his tone so it stung, facing the tip of the massive blade before him as if it were a wall to be scaled, “but I will make them bow as I will all my enemies,” he turned next to face Jade. “And am I supposed to ignore threats on my life now?” He chuckled, eyes skirting about to drink in nearby reactions. “Heed my words: your friends are those who would kill for you, not those who would kill you. Friendship is instilled through respect, reverance, and admiration, and the strong are grown through hardships. Conflict is a natural instinct amongst all creatures. It’s healthy. So: do you respect me?”

For a moment he stood there; waiting for a reply. After hearing a newcomer’s lovely speech, though, he was forced to adjust himself one last time.
“To you I have but one question. Questions, anyways, are all I have for people like you,” he narrowed his eyes, “do you consider me a villain? Answer wisely, as I will not forget your words.” Son could feel the electric tension in the air amongst the snow. A part of him loved it. A part of him felt most alive when in conflict with others. Both Luthor and Kane radiated worry, hands close to their weapons.

Nitsua could feel they eyes of the mass public bearing down on him and the others who were involved in this. Nitsua heard the words of all that spoke, directed to him and the other boy. He saw what one of Son's lackeys turned into, but he did not flinch, he did not act surprised in any way, shape or form. He had spent too long training his emotions to not give away anything in combat, and he knew all too well that this was a battle, not one of bloodshed and weapons, but of words and intellect. Nitsua lowered his blade and began to wrap it in it's bindings. He sighed as he did.

" No, I do not consider you a villain. I can tell you are both very powerful and very well respected, I can respect you for that. I apologize for my actions, I can be hot tempered at times. But to answer your questions in a calmer way. No , I am not one of the white fang. I despise the white fang, but I can see the importance of their work. But it will not stop me from wishing every bad thing happening to them." Nitsua said, finishing wrapping his sword and then placed it onto his back.

With a small smile, Jade listen from the sideline. For a moment his hand had gone for his own sword as one of the goons drew a gun, but he quickly relaxed. It seems this guy had a better head on his shoulder then the other two. Still he didn't really like how he talked. As if he stood about them all as if they were just ants to him. So at the boy question Jade held back his laugh, only letting out a short chuckle. Did he respect him? Jade already knew the answer to that. "Nope!" He said plainly as he places his hands behind his head. "Respect is earned, not given or demanded. But that's just how my simple mind sees it."

With that Jade for the noticed the girl for the first time. She was cute, but her outfit made himself feel colder than anything. He guesses she had just come from training or something to be so underdressed with snow still on the ground. He almost didn't even noticed the ears and tail on the girl. Years of living around another with the same features will do that to you. "Awww why can't we all just get along here? I'm a nice Lughead after all." He said giving a bright smile to the girl. "As for the threats on your life that a hard one for me. I believe everyone should be held accountable for their own actions. But hey! He did apologize and to be even more fair you did start this. I only at first spoke up cause I didn't really like how you was talking to him, but now I'm starting to see how much of a pain this is turning into." At this, he sighs at it all. Was this what it was going to be like for the rest of the year? He could have stayed in Atlas if he wanted to go through something like this.

At first, Gricelda assumed that the pale haired human was asking if she thought of him as a villain.  She barely had a moment to open her mouth before the hooded faunus responded to the pale haired human's inquiry, making her question herself if the question was intend for herself or her fellow wolf faunus.  Regardless, she didn't feel inclined to give her own input now that hooded faunus responded to the question.  Gricelda gives the hooded faunus a disapproving frown as he backs down and concedes that he was a bit quick to judge.  Gricelda then crosses her arms and perks an eyebrow as he stated he respected what the White Fang is trying to do but once again narrows her amber eyes as he admits that he wish ill thoughts upon them.  It frustrates the wolf girl somewhat but does her best not to show it.

Gricelda shakes her head and looks to the ground somewhat when the boy with the great sword spoke up and mockingly questions why they can't seem to get along.

"... things would be less complicated if that was so..." she groaned under her breath before looking back up once again.

"So... are we done here?  If everything is resolved then I guess I won't have to give you guided tour to the training arena now." lullfully states Gricelda.

Just after her remark, single snowflake falls onto her nose, causing her to instinctively brush it off and look up to the sky.  It was only just now she noticed the light amount of snowflakes falling from the sky as she was oblivious how cold it was until this very moment.

Son smiled a triumphant smile, brows still lowered, “Even though I wasn’t asking your say, I am glad you had the sense in you to apologize,” his grin faded a little, “I... suppose I should also offer you my regrets for the accusation I made. I also apologize for the actions of my men,” he shot Luthor a glare before returning his attention to Nitsua, “with that out of the way, I’m positively elated you claim to despise the Fang. We share at least one common interest it seems.”

This other person: the one with the disproportionate sword... he annoyed Son possibly more than anyone else, but at least he had enough sense to see through his trick.
“Good. You actually listened to what I had told you,” Son said to Jade, “you’re rather naiive, but at least you’re also honest.”

And last but not least, the girl who had shown up out of nowhere. Something about her rubbed Son the wrong way, and her crude remarks angered him. She was lucky to have evaded his original question, or perhaps she may have said something she would sorely regret.
“Oh, but things were just getting entertaining!” Son told her in a sarcastic tone, “you know, I’d adore a guided tour. Perhaps you and your...” he grinned mischievously after flitting his eyes to Nitsua a moment, “...significant other, can give us a tour anyways?”

Nitsua nodded his head at the apologies. He was slightly confused about what he meant to the other boy but brushed it aside, thinking nothing of it. He then turned to the last person, and Nitsua was left frozen, wide eyed and mouth agape. He was stunned and staring at the female wolf faunus. ( I.... I haven't seen another wolf faunus in so long.) Nitsua thought to himself. He then realized he was staring at the female faunus, then shook his head slightly and turned his attention back to the man son. He barely heard the final comment and was left blushing when he had looked his way during that last comment. He had to admit, the female faunus was very beautiful and attractive, but he was not about to admit these things aloud. " I know you meant me by that last tid bit about significant other, and don't even start getting idea's about that. I have never seen this girl before in my life" Nitsua said. He had noticed the light snow that fell around them, but paid it no mind as he was waiting for

Standing to the side Jade stared blankly at the group as he thought. In actuality his mind had already begun to wonder, growing a bit bored of this conversation. Mostly being as it seemed everytime they try to take a step away from it awkward start the leader of the three boys would try to take two step forward to, what looked like to Jade, try and talk down to the two wolves. Maybe it was just his imagination that made him think like this. He wasn't in Altas anymore and everything here didn't have a double meaning it. At least he hoped so. Besides it wouldn't do the two any good for him to step in anymore then he already had. He didn't think them to weak to fend for themselves and he didn't want to give off that attitude.

Letting out another sigh at it all Jade slowly made his way around the group to the girl to speak better with her. "Well while it is amusing stand here in the snow while you try and" He peeked back at the group of three giving a quick smile. "Establish dominance. I'm a growing a bit bored with it. So Miss." He said now facing the female faunus and giving her a friendly smile. "If the tour guide is still on the table I'll take you up on it. There no class till later in the day and I like to see where I'll be spending most of my time here at the training ground."

((I'm sorry it took so long >o<))

Gricelda appeared a bit perplexed cocks her head at the pale haired human's remark as she wasn't quite clued in onto what he meant by the significant other remark.  Her eyes suddenly widen and glances over to the hooded faunus, then back to the pale haired human coldly.  Before she could dismiss any sort of relationship between the two of them, the hooded faunus already declared the two of them strangers... a relationship that Gricelda was perfectly content with.  Gricelda snorts in annoyance, then recollects that she unintentionally offered herself up as the tour guide to incoming students when the boy with oversized sword inquired about tour of the academy.

"Errrr... sure..." trails off the wolf faunus female as she looks back to the the academy behind.

Gricelda looks back to the group of boys and shrugs, figuring she might as well give them all a tour if only to save her the awkwardness of refusing.

"Alright, a tour it is.  But before that... I would like to get some names."

Gricelda puts on a smile and rests her right hand just on the spot on her chest where he heart would lay.

[b]"So let me start with my own.  I am Gricelda Mee and I will be your tour guide for the today.  You however are welcome to call me Gris for short." [/b]states the wolf girl as she looks to the three of them for their introductions.