Okay people so this is the first time that I'm gonna try writing a story which I will not run into the ground before the second chapter. So follow team PRSE (Primrose) as they arrive their happy asses at Beacon academy for the simple reason of me no...
I've started updating the story both with changing small details and fixing grammar mistakes on top of trying to perform better with characterization. So, if you've just started reading this for the first time then this is a great time for you as it's fully upgraded from when our tale was first published nearly 7 months ago now.
I sat on the hood of Sovea's big rusty jeep, smoking one of my Exquisito cigars, puffing big clouds of smoke into the air, my hair up in a ponytail and slung over my shoulder.
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I and my team were riding the airship towards Beacon, our new home after we'd been kicked out of Shade Academy in Vacuo due to a massive bar fight that occurred in no small part due to my own actions. The others were pretty pissed, except for the certain commie whose jeep we'd used to slip off back towards Shade once police showed up to calm things down, the same jeep I was laying on now. Afterward, we'd tried to cover things up and pretend we hadn't left at all, but the bar's surveillance cameras had recorded the entire visit and proved as a mighty nail in the coffin.
Apparently, the headmaster wasn't so pleased and wound up kicking us out, what a pussy. But just as the others were about to maul us, we got a letter of acceptance... from Beacon... where we'd never even applied. Apparently, during one of their midday face-times, word of our behavior had slipped its way into the conversation and Ozpin had taken an interest in us, actually coming by to admire our handwork.... on a couple of the aforementioned hunters who'd blocked the entrance during our escape. Long story short, here we are, on our way to Beacon due to committing a crime. Isn't that a moral lesson right from Mister Rogers?
But, nevertheless here we are, on our way to a brand new life ripe and ready for the taking. New bars with alcoholic beverages I've never indulged in before, new friends I've yet to make, streets I've yet to walk, faces I've yet to punch, and beautiful girls I've yet to flirt with. And who knows, maybe there'll be some sort of terrifying bad guy that the four of us will band together and take down to show just how amazing we really are, we ARE the best after all. Anybody who'd say otherwise is a liar. Though out of all of the things I can't wait to see here, I've heard stories and legends that something I've never seen before...
But regardless of ifs ands and buts, there it was, right in clear view, our new home... HOLY FUCK ARE THOSE TREES?!
Esmeralda's P.O.V.
I roll my eyes as I watch our ingloriousleader dash toward the windows, squealing and exuberant at the sight of the admittedly beautiful sight of the forest down below, spanning across the lands as far as the eye could see. She's never seen such a thing before, having lived in those deserts all of her life, there were only a small number of fruit trees existing on private plantations. Though I'll be more than content to leave the stupidity to Pretz, a beautiful sight is no excuse for such childish behavior, she was supposed to be a leader for the gods' sake.
Without offering her another moment's thought or anything beyond a cough thanks to that damned cigar smoke I turned back to my diary, documenting what had occurred and how that drunkard had nearly cost me my chance to become a huntress all thanks to not being able to behave. But, I wrote afterward to the dear Headmaster about how grateful I was that he had smiled upon us and seen that we... I was worth continuing my on the path of heroism, even if it meant having to admit those goons as well, those unladylike heathens.
Pausing for a moment, I resolved to write the teachers a formal letter to thank them, perhaps send fruit baskets as well? Perhaps wine? Would that be too much? I wouldn't want to look like I'm sending bribes or being posh, that would be a dreadful first impression after all. Yes, I'll just go for the fruit baskets and the letters to be safe, nothing more.
With that I began writing, occasionally fanning the air around me to disperse the scent of cigars, I mean there's no way that smoking was permitted on public transports, why was she not getting in trouble for this?
Midas' P.O.V.
I sat in one of the far back corners where it was nice and shaded, having covered myself in my favorite blanket that I'd brought along from Vacuo, it draped over my sleek sharp horns. I was large, very large, nearly a full eight feet tall. I was one for drawing the attentions, but for now, the others decided it would be best for me to avoid my typical 'tyrannical' behavior. It wouldn't be a worthwhile thing for me to come out of the gates, calling for people to 'bow down and kiss up' they had said. Just wouldn't be the best first impression after all, and the team would already have enough bad publicity if any word came from Vacuo.
The others probably had no clue what they were talking about, so y' know what, the second we get there I'm gonna laugh and walk around just like always, I'll toss this damned blanket off and show them just what it means to draw attention to myself. People are gonna watch me with those hanging jaws and starry eyes while they get on their knees and kiss my feet! I don't know what the others are talking about really, they're so paranoid about nothing. If anything we should be worried about Sovea and Pretz fucking this up for us again, just like last time.
And people call US the animals, I swear this almost makes Sienna look like she's preaching Bright's word. Oh well, maybe they'll reassign ME as the leader, just like I should be, I mean my rightful place IS at the lead of EVERYTHING I do. Just the royal blood in my veins, not like that wannabe, Esmeralda.
Suddenly though, I felt somebody step on... "My fucking tail!" I shot up, the blanket falling to reveal me, yelping as I took the large dinosaur tail into my hands, frowning and whipping around to see who had stepped on the appendage "Who the hell did... it..." I found my eyes land on a small rabbit Faunus in a rather stylish vest and short shorts of the same material, a black body glove underneath
She had fallen down and was staring up at me in worry "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, please, I was just going to take pictures of the landscape..." she backed away slowly, a frown on her face and a camera on the ground
Damn... I felt kinda bad, so I offered a hand, my claw-like black nails glimmering in the light "C' mon, I won't bite." I flashed one of my crocodile grins, sharp teeth flashing as well
She took it slowly and cautiously, having the look of somebody who'd dealt with this sorta thing before, likely with poor results, so I closed my lips to hide my teeth as I helped her up, bending down and picking up the camera, passing it to her "Here you go Ms. I'm sorry again, is there a way I could make it up to you?"
The rabbit began to smile softly, craning her neck to look her in the eyes "Oh, well, no not really. I was just going back to Beacon after buying bullets and dust for my team. They work so hard, I thought I'd help out a little." she grinned sweetly, holding her hands together
"Beacon? What a coincidence, me and my team just... transferred there, we're heading to move in." I jerked my thumb at the jeep full of our assorted not-so valuables, maps, bullets, posters, clothes, homemade explosives, y' know, the usual "Name's Midas, by the way."
The girl grinned and nodded "Hey, in that case, I could give you a tour around campus." she offered happily "Velvet, by the way. It's nice to make new friends, after all."
I smile happily, the little girl returning it "Yeah it sure is."
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Okay, chapter one is done, hope you liked it well enough, always up for critique though
