[Primrose Pashmina]

WHEN A COOL DROP OF WATER'S ALL I NEED
GOTTA CLEAR MY HEAD OF ANGER & GREED,

A PLACE TO REFRESH HEART & MIND
CAN I FIND SOME TIME IN
RIVERS IN A DRY LAND

❀

At this point, the sun had begun to right and properly disappear beneath the sky, and while daylight hadn't gone away entirely, it was apparent there'd be less than an hour before it truly began to turn dark. For Faunus, though, that didn't matter- Though, admittedly, staying by herself wasn't a particularly appealing idea. She could manage on creating fire and shelter, but finding another student, even one she'd already met before, would've given her a greater peace of mind. After all, on her own, it'd be not entirely probably near suicidal to actually lie down and sleep, and while the restrictions placed upon her partnerships meant only one other person could stay with her and stand guard, several uncomfortable hours of sleep were preferable to none at all.

Her movements through the forest were careful and slow- There was no use tiring herself out, and staying slow kept her noise and presence minimal. The young woman hadn't heard any creaking or stepping through the forest, nothing that didn't sound like it shouldn't be there. Still, perhaps she'd have been better sticking with Aurelian than moving on to look for more students- But there was no use lamenting what she had done now, and it'd probably be more of a challenge to go back and try and find him again than it would be to continue on. Besides, she'd dealt with sleepless nights before- Unpleasant, but not killer. She could manage.

A slight breeze blew past Prim, and while it wasn't anything she'd normally pay much attention to, she thought she could pick up a whiff of smoke. Where there was smoke, there was fire, and where there was fire there was normally also people. Continuing onward, the scent grew stronger, and she spotted a flicker of warm light up ahead. There was the possibility she'd be finding Grimm raiding another student's camp, though, so Primrose kept Shear Fractal out in it's handheld form, just to be safe. Once she got close, she'd call out to make sure any students didn't mistake her for a Grimm- Friendly fire was the last thing any of them needed to deal with before they got back.
When the scent of smoke was easily noticeable and the light of the fire didn't seem far, she stopped, and gave a quick look around. Seeing nothing and no one, either Grimm or people, that were immediately visible, the girl called out somewhat tentatively as a forewarning to anything that might be ahead.
"Hello, if you're listening! I am a student, not a Grimm- So do not attack, thank you!"
The key word in 'somewhat tentatively' was somewhat. Feeling satisfied that what she'd said was pretty reasonable, Prim proceeded on, and within the next few minutes, found herself popping into the edge of a small camp.

Quartzose {SEMBLANCE}: [RANK E]

MARTIAL ARTS [RANK F]
AGILITY [RANK F]
STAMINA [RANK F]
SPEED [RANK F]

SHEAR FRACTAL {WEAPON}: [RANK F]

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MADE BY MIZO

[Slate Seraphine]

War upon stone and it grows weaker.
War upon man and he grows stronger.

Which shall your wall be built of?

❝

It hadn't been too long since Seiya had come and gone, and Slate was already pleasantly, if lightly, buzzed from their shared time bonding together over alcohol. They had disagreed on a lot, but eventually, Seiya had taken her leave, citing some reason or other for the disappearance. That was alright, though - the wolf Faunus had gotten her face and scent down well, to find her at a later date when she had her wallet and wits about her and wasn't in the middle of a damned test, and had waved her goodbye with all the aplomb she could muster.

The white haired young woman had settled back against a tree, in a state between mild alertness and giving in to fatigue. The fire that she'd started wasn't contained in a pit like it should have been, but the dirt was damp enough that really, there was little risk of it catching unless someone dumped a can of oil into it - and even then, it would be a simple matter to smash the embers apart with her Semblance and smother them until they went cold. No fire could burn without air, after all, and when she could control air with a thought, there was no fire of that size that could stand up to her.

The rustling of the underbrush, louder than even the crackling of the fire, had her ears perking up for a moment, and Slate had only just barely straightened up in preparation for whatever it was coming her way before someone called out to her. Satisfied in the knowledge that it was indeed a someone and not a something, the wolf Faunus allowed herself to relax back against the tree, and yelled a reply back.

"Yeah, sure. Come on over!"

As the other entered the small clearing she'd set up shop in, she raised a hand in lazy greeting, eyes glancing over in a quick sizing up before she returned her attention to the fire.

"Hell of a day, huh?"

REPULSE (SEMBLANCE): [RANK E]

BURN IN: RAGE AGGRESSOR (STRENGTH) [RANK F]
BURN IN: EXPLODE ENGAGE (AGILITY) [RANK F]
BURN IN: INFERNO CRUSADER (DURABILITY) [RANK F]
BURN IN: AFTERBURNER (SPEED) [RANK F]

DETONATOR: IGNIS (WEAPON): [RANK F]

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[Primrose Pashmina]

WHEN A COOL DROP OF WATER'S ALL I NEED
GOTTA CLEAR MY HEAD OF ANGER & GREED,

A PLACE TO REFRESH HEART & MIND
CAN I FIND SOME TIME IN
RIVERS IN A DRY LAND

❀

"Yes, it has certainly been that." Primrose gave a nod and an earnest answere as she stepped out from the bushes, blinking a bit as her eyes adjusted to the fire light. For a moment, the Huntress thought the woman looked vaguely familiar, and tilted her head, before something clicked. Of course, this was another student, but beyond that, their launchpads had been next to each other's when they'd been set off into the forest- Though Primrose had been launched off before the woman who stood before her, so she hadn't had the chance to catch her name.

Her gun-blades holstered at her side, Primrose extended a hand over to the other Faunus once she'd made her way over. Up-close, Prim noted that the other woman was probably a few years older than herself, by no means a teenager anymore. Still, that aside, the two were more alike in appearance than different- Both possessing a deep tan, similar physical builds and light-colored hair. It made the Huntress wonder if perhaps this was another Student from Vacuo- It'd be nice if that was the case. She'd been worried that she'd be in a minority at Haven, with more of the students being Atlas and Mistral natives, but it'd seemed a lot of the new students came from a similar background to herself. It put her at ease, knowing that. Well, whatever the case, the pair of them should be able to get along for at least a little wile- They didn't exactly have much choice in a situation like this.
"I am Primrose, but you may call me Prim, if you'd rather. It's very nice to meet you, Miss." Though her face was flat as ever, her tone was light and enthusiastic. Whoever the other student was, Prim was excited at the possible opportunity to make another friend.

Quartzose {SEMBLANCE}: [RANK E]

MARTIAL ARTS [RANK F]
AGILITY [RANK F]
STAMINA [RANK F]
SPEED [RANK F]

SHEAR FRACTAL {WEAPON}: [RANK F]

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MADE BY MIZO

[Slate Seraphine]

War upon stone and it grows weaker.
War upon man and he grows stronger.

Which shall your wall be built of?

❝

"Psh. Miss. Only the office workers call me a Miss, mi amica. Slate will do fine, capisce?"

The wolf Faunus reached up lazily to squeeze the proffered hand in greeting. Her grip was firm and steady despite the slight intoxication, though said grip was released after a few moments. Instead, her hand gestured around, indicating the area surrounding them and the small fire she'd built for herself. She'd cleared the spot where she was sitting of forest detritus with a few judicious applications of her Semblance, but the rest of it was still littered with branches and leaves and all the usual stuff one would expect from a forest floor.

"Settle down anywhere. Not exactly crema del raccolto, but we make do with what we got, eh?"

Reaching over to her side, Slate picked up what looked almost like a brown bouquet of branches and leaves, examining it for a moment. These weren't quite the boughs of firewood that she'd used back in Menagerie - smaller, leafy tips of trees that'd been snapped off where they met the actual bough for some reason or other, and left to dry and rot where they fell. Well, mostly dry, in the autumn chill - the rot wouldn't start proper until after the spring rains. Good enough kindling, at least. She tossed the lot at the flickering flames, then muttered a small curse when it bounced off the embers and rolled to the side without catching.

Getting to her feet, she stretched and yawned - a large, jaw busting affair that showed off all her teeth and the pink tongue behind them, eyes squeezed shut to facilitate - and stalked over to the fire to retrieve the bundle of kindling, tail swaying lazily behind her. The wolf Faunus set it down proper, this time making sure it caught before she turned back to the other female. Golden eyes glanced over the other for a few moments, taking in the details of her form and lingering over the weapons attached by her hips before she grinned and rolled her neck to the side, hearing and feeling the satisfying creak of her bones and the releasing of the tension locked in them until now.

"Can't wait for this festival della merda to be over. Barely got in yesterday and already they're throwing me in the deep end. Figured there'd be a longer time between getting in and being tested, but guess that's the city for you."

Stepping over back to her tree, Slate slumped down against it with a huff, and scratched at the back of her head, ruffling her grey-white hair until the itch was gone, and loosed a loud rush of air past her lips to blow her bangs out of her eyes.

"Would suck to get thrown out again after coming so far, eh?"

REPULSE (SEMBLANCE): [RANK E]

BURN IN: RAGE AGGRESSOR (STRENGTH) [RANK F]
BURN IN: EXPLODE ENGAGE (AGILITY) [RANK F]
BURN IN: INFERNO CRUSADER (DURABILITY) [RANK F]
BURN IN: AFTERBURNER (SPEED) [RANK F]

DETONATOR: IGNIS (WEAPON): [RANK F]

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MADE BY MIZO

[Jay]

XP Distribution:

Primrose Pashmina: 7 x 200% (event bonus) = 14
66 + 14 = 80

Slate Seraphine: 8 x 200% (event bonus) = 16
151 + 16 = 167