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Jet Spada

"I will fight to protect my friends."

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a character in “Grimm Beginnings”, as played by CutUp

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Young β™« The One β™« With Me Now β™« Over When It's Over β™« It Has Begun β™« Warrior Inside β™« Fight
{"We are young, but we have heart."}


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| N A M E |
Jet Spada

| M E A N I N G |
Jet - English; Means Black Gemstone
Spada - Italian; Means Armorer, or Swordsman

| N I C K N A M E |
J - Due to his first name.
The Black Swordsman - For obvious reasons.
Bossman - Due to his position as leader of his team.
Longcoat - Due to his long coat that he wears all the time.
Girlie - Due to his delicate facial features.

| A G E |
18

| G E N D E R |
Male

| S P E C I E S |
Human

| T E A M |
JSPR

| S E X U A L I T Y |
Heterosexual


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{"Weak or strong, I'll hold your arm."}


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| H E I G H T |
5 foot 6

| W E I G H T |
150 pounds

| E Y E C O L O R |
Black

| H A I R C O L O R |
Black

| A P P E A R A N C E |
Jet has rather delicate features, and is easily mistaken for a girl, much to his dismay, and does not appear to be very masculine. He does have a more athletic, and wiry frame fitting for his high speed combat style. He tends to wear dark clothing, and his usual attire consists of black pants with a black belt that has a large silver buckle, a black V-necked shirt that is worn underneath a black trench-coat with gray lining going down the sleeves, and black boots with silver plates to protect his shins. He has a silver plate worn on on the left side of his coat, and a pair of black fingerless gloves. He wore a strap, that went over his right shoulder and under it to wrap around his left side that he uses to hold his weapon.

| O D D I T I E S |
He's got a couple scars from years of fighting, but nothing too bad. He has a tattoo on his inner right forearm of a sword that he uses as his symbol.


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{"We're ready for the throw down, showdown, never fuckin' slow down."}


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| P E R S O N A L I T Y |
✦ Protective ✧ Smart ✦ Cool ✧ Secretive ✦

Much of what makes Jet Jet is his protective nature. His strong sense of duty, and justice is what drives him forward. He is extremely protective of others, and kind towards most people. He can't stand idly by while others are suffering, and is easily willing to sacrifice himself for others. While he may actually be far too willing to sacrifice himself in fact. He doesn't like to put others in danger, especially his friends, so he tends to try to take on the dangers himself. When face with a strong opponent he will try to handle it himself. It's not that he doesn't trust others, or have faith in their abilities, he just can't stand the thought of others risking themselves for him.

Jet is a rather clever young man, and a nature leader because of it, though he himself won't admit it of course. He has a keen strategic, and tactical mind, and he is able to formulate plans rather quickly, and under pressure. Jet has a very battle oriented mind, and can be quite uncomfortable, and awkward when outside of a combat situation, or the classroom. In social occasions he tends to keep his distance, and blend into the background the best he can.

Both in, and out of the battlefield people often describe Jet as being cool, calm, and collected. Indeed, he is able to keep his emotions in check in most circumstances. It takes quite a bit to get under his skin, and set him off. But those few moments when he is set off he becomes almost rabid. There are a few touchy subjects that can set him off, most prominent is if his family or past is brought up. He absolutely refuses to speak about his past under any circumstances. If the topic is brought up he will instantly change it. Another way to get under his skin is when people threaten others, especially those close to him.

Jet can at times be rather sarcastic, and a bit of a joker. This is most apparent when around his teammates, the people he's most comfortable with. Despite his comfort around his team he does keep quite a bit of secrets from them. But his secrets are mostly just his past. Indeed, if asked what they really know about their leader they would all find that they know very little about him. Jet can also be a rather big softy, this is especially apparent towards kids, and animals. He has a soft side towards small critters.

So all in all Jet can be considered a kind, and good hearted young man who is actually a bit of an enigma and puzzle to those around him, who takes on the world's problems on his shoulders.


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{"I wear my heart up on my sleeve so my soul's exposed."}


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| W E A P O N |
Scuro Guardiano(except completely black) - Italian for Dark Guardian. Scuro Guardiano is a black long sword that can transform into a lever-action rifle. He can load in Dust cartridges into the sword's handle to give it different elemental attacks. He generally uses fire, lightning, and wind Dust types.

| S E M B L A N C E |
Sync - Jet's Semblance relies on his allies. Jet has the ability to borrow energy from those that he's synced his aura up with which allows him to increase his strength, speed, reflexes, and durability to incredible levels. The power boast he receives depends on a number of factors from the person he is Synced with, such as Aura level, skill, and relationship with that person. It has the potential of making him completely invincible. It also has the side effect of giving him an empathetic connection with whoever he's linked with, making him feel what the other person feels. But the person he Syncs with must willingly lend him their power, and in order to be effective Jet and the person in question also must be on the same page. He must be in complete consensus with whoever he is Synced up with. Even the slightest distraction can disconnect the link. It is generally best to use when faced with a shared goal, such as a powerful enemy that needs to be defeated. He is capable of linking with many people, but each new link makes the entire chain unstable with the many different personalities that multiple people bring, and all the emotions thrust upon can be somewhat overwhelming to him. He can Sync up with anything that can generate a Aura, meaning Humans, Faunus, and Animals, though linking with animals is much more unstable than a human or faunus. So all-in-all it is accurate to say that Jet's power comes from his teammates.

| S T R E N G T H S |
✦Combat - Jet is a master swordsman who is easily among the top in Beacon. He is also adept at hand-to-hand combat as well. Jet's combat style is rather fast pace. He uses his natural speed, and agility to out maneuver his opponents.
✧Strategy - Jet is a expert tactician, and is able to formulate plans rather quickly.
✦Leadership - Jet is a natural born leader thanks to his strategic thinking, and combat skill.
✧Cool - Jet is generally a cool, calm, and collected young man who remains level headed in most situations.
✦Accuracy - While Jet may not be a sharpshooter, he is still a fairly decent shot.

| W E A K N E S S E S |
✦Over Protective - Jet cares deeply for his teammates, and is easily willing to sacrifice himself fully for any one of them.
✧Relying On Others - Jet can not stand the idea of others fighting his battles, or protecting him, it's one of the reasons he's a Huntsman. This is especially true towards his teammates. It's not that he doesn't trust them, or have faith in their abilities, it's just that he doesn't like the idea of others risking themselves by protecting him. He is adamant that he isn't someone who needs to be protected.
✦Emotional Overload - This is what he calls it when he gets overwhelmed by the emotions of those he Syncs up with. This can lead to blurred vision, intense headaches, and worse times even leave him unconscious.
✧Insecure - Jet has a number of insecurities to him, but these mostly stem from his position as team leader. Even if it's apparent to most people to be a no-brainier, he just feels that he has done nothing to deserve it. He is also rather insecure about his looks, and how often he's confused for a girl.
✦Claustrophobia - Jet has an intense, and crippling fear of enclosed spaces. The most he can do without hyperventilating is a car, or airship.


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{"But everyone knows by now that fairy tales are not found."}


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| H O B B I E S |
✦Reading Weapon Magazines - "Oh new fire swords!"
✧Training - "No! I wanna practice sword fighting! I don't want to go to some dance."
✦Grimm Hunting - "Hunting Grimm is fun."

| H A B I T S |
✧Pushing Bangs - "Just a little habit I picked up from my teacher back at Signal."
✦Adjusting His Coat - "Yes, it does make me look like a badass."
✧Sword Sharping - "So? My sword has to be sharp. Nothing wrong with that."

| L I K E S |
✦Animals - "Just look at their fuzzy faces! Look at them!"
✧Combat - "Who wants to go a couple rounds?"
✦Weapons - "What does your weapon turn into?"
✧Candy - "I like the cherry flavor suckers."
✦His Team - "They're the closest thing I got to a family."

| D I S L I K E S |
✦Grimm - "Yeah, is anybody a fan? Sure, those Griffin things are pretty cool looking, but that's about it."
✧Talking About His Past - "It's not about where I come from, it's about where I'm going."
✦Tight Spaces - "Not a big fan at all."
✧Bullies - "You threaten someone again, and I'll knock your teeth in."
✦Being Called A Girl - "Oh come, I don't look that much like a girl."

| G O A L S |
✦Graduating - "Just something to look forward to."
✧Being A Good Leader - "I'm not sure if I can be one, but I'm gonna try, for their sake at least."
✦Getting A Girlfriend - "What? No...that's just......uh is it hot in here or what?"

| F E A R S |
✧Tight Spaces - "It just feels like the walls are closing in on me."
✦Losing His Team - "I can't lose them, they're my family."
✧His Past Being Known - "I've done so much to put my past behind me, I don't need it rearing it's ugly head."


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{"I won't be denied, I am a warrior inside."}


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| H I S T O R Y |
Jet was born outside the four kingdoms of Remnant, where the people out there have to deal with the creatures of Grimm on a daily basis. So childhood out there is rather difficult for anyone, and Jet was no different. He was seemingly born with a sword in hand, and from a young age he had to learn to fight. But this wasn't only because of where he lived, but also because of his family. His father was a rather prominent mercenary, and his mother an assassin. His mother however died giving birth to him, so he never got to meet her.

Growing up, Jet and his older brother were brutally drilled in the ways of combat by their father. By the age of five he was able to hold his own against a full grown Grimm. Their father wasn't just training them to fight Grimm, he was training them to be grade a mercenaries, and assassins, just like their parents. While his older brother took to it like a fish to water, Jet however never had the stomach for such things. He proved to be too gentle for that line of work, and his father did everything he could to beat it out of him.

For nearly ten years his father brutally trained him to be a killer. When he was fifteen years old it was decided that he'd have one final test, he had to help his father, and brother assassinate a veteran Huntsmen. A highly skilled Huntsmen at that. They ambushed him, catching him by surprise. They had planned on overwhelming him by their numbers. But when it came down to it, when it came to killing another person Jet found that he just didn't have the stomach for it, so he did not attack when he was supposed to.

Even though it was two on one the Huntsman out classed both his brother, and father. He defeated them through amazing use of a scythe-sword. With their father soundly defeated his brother fled. The Huntsman approached Jet, but he was frozen in fear, unable to move. And then the Huntsman attacked him. Being thrown into battle snapped him out of his shock, and he defended himself. He was able to block, and parry a few of the Huntsman's blows, but he was soon overwhelmed by his attacks, and was knocked out.

When he awake he was in the hospital, chained to a bed with the Huntsman standing over him, along with someone he didn't recognize, a man in glasses. The man in glasses introduced himself as Professor Ozpin, and informed him that his father was imprisoned for his crimes, while his brother was in the wind. He was given a choice, either he could go to prison like his father, or he could use his talents to help people rather than hurt them. He could become a Huntsman. So of course he chose the latter. He was then enrolled into Signal Academy before he graduated to Beacon Academy.

While at Signal his skills were honed even greater thanks to the help of the Huntsman who brought him in, Qrow, who just so happened to be a teacher there. When he came to Beacon, and underwent the initiation process he was assigned the leader of his very own team, team JSPR. Which he was not too excited about. He had never been apart of a actual team before. His father had told him and his brother that they couldn't count on anyone but family. And considering that he couldn't trust his family he wasn't sure what he had to do.

During the first year of Beacon, when out in Vale he came across a sight all too familiar to him. It was just a simple, injured dog abandoned on the street out in the rain. It struck a cord with him, and he sort of adopted the dog, without the consent of his roommates, or any of the teachers at the academy. He named him Black Oroshi, and they've been best buds ever since.

| F A M I L Y T I E S |
Black Oroshi| Roughly 1 year old, give or take| Pet| FC: Black Hayate| Alive
Dunstan Spada| 49 years old| Father| FC: King Bradley| Alive
Bela Spada| 27 At Death| Mother| Deceased
Dougal Spada| 23 years old| Brother| FC: Senji Kiyomasa| Alive


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{"No we won't hesitate to bring it like a hurricane."}


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| F C |
Kirito

| C O L O R |
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| P R O T R A Y E D B Y |
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β™« Murder Melody β™«
{"I just as well kill you today."}
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Location: Atlesian Supermax Prison Labyrinth
Time: 11:15 PM, First day of Fall


A loud sigh of boredom came from one of the three Atlesian guards patrolling the halls of the supermax prison known as the Labyrinth, home of many dangerous criminals that could prove to be harmful to the four Kingdoms, and it's ever fragile peace. "Hey." One of the guards called out to get the others attention. "What?" One of them replied in an annoyed tone. If his eyes could be seen they would most certainly be rolling. "You ever wonder why we're-" Suddenly a chain came from the ceiling, and wrapped itself around the man's neck. He dropped his weapon, and tried desperately to wiggle free as he was lifted up in the air. "What the-" Then a black glowing hand extended forward, and grabbed the guard by the back of his head, and yanked him backwards.

"Sonofva-" The third guard struggled to get his scroll out to sound the alarm but strangely it said no signal, something that has never happened at the prison. Before he could do anything else something suddenly slammed against his knee, as if someone kicked him. He was forced down to one knee, and quickly looked behind him to see a man seemingly fading in, and out of existence, he would be visible for a split second, and then he would disappear. The guard felt two hands grab his neck, and then everything went black as his neck was violently twisted, and snapped.

Meanwhile the guard that had been yanked by the spectral hand was being flung towards a dark figure at the end of the hallway. Once he reached the end a gladius sword was ran through him, he had been pulled directly into it. The guard slowly turned his head to look at the face of the killer, only to find it was a tall man with a long dark trench coat, and black combat armor, along with short spiky black hair, and he wore a white mask with a sinister smirk across it. The guard tried to say something but he couldn't get the words out, only able to get some drops of blood out of his mouth. The dark figure pulled his sword out of the guard's chest, and let him fall to the ground. He stepped over him to join the others.

The guard being hung by the chain finally slipped away, and was promptly dropped on the ground. The chain that hung him receded up to the ceiling, and a little girl dropped down from a hole in the ceiling. She was rather small, and just from her built it was apparent that she was young. She wore a dark blue sweater with long, and oversized sleeves that hid her hands, and a mask just like the other one. She had long brown hair tied down with a ponytail. The other figure turned fully visible and joined the two. He wore tight fitting black clothing, ones that were made for stealth. He had snow white hair, and pale skin along with another mask the same as the others. He pulled out his scroll which had a pure red screen that then suddenly turned green. He showed the screen to the others who gave him a nod. The swordsman then cracked his knuckles, and rolled his head on his shoulders.

The three of them rushed forward through the halls of the prison. The white haired one suddenly disappeared as they rounded a corner into a hallway that had four guards in it. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, and appeared between two guards. He held out a dual pair of black tonfas, and pulled the triggers on the tonfas with his pinky fingers, shooting both guards in the head, killing them instantly. The other two guards started to turn around to see what happened but one was suddenly stabbed by a spectral hand through his chest, and the other had a dagger attached to a chain stabbed through his throat. The spectral hand disappeared, and the dagger was pulled out of his neck, and the chain was reeled back to the little girl, and returned to her large sleeves.

Alarms then suddenly went off, and the two men looked at each other. They then picked up their pace, and rushed forward. They were soon met by a hallway full of guards, all with their weapons ready, and pointed at them. "Stop right there! You are all under arrest!" One of the guards ordered. The two men looked at each other, and then they stepped aside to allow the little girl to step forward. Chains with daggers extended from her sleeves, and she began twirling them around in circles, as if it was a mesmerizing dance. The guards glanced at each other in confusion as she did this. She was not attacking them, nor did she appear like she was going to.

Then the chains began to glow bright red, and the lights above them began to flicker. A dark red aura began to extend from the girl, and enveloped the guards. The guards then tried to open fire at her but their guns wouldn't fire, it was as if it was being jammed. At first there was no visible effects from the aura that had enveloped them, but then it happened. One guard suddenly dropped his guard, and leaped up off the ground, and began screaming in intense pain as he desperately struggled to get his armor off. And soon the others did the same. What little skin that was showing began to turn bright red, and it seemed as if their blood was bubbling underneath the surface.

A popping sound could be heard coming from each one of them, and they then all collapsed at the same time. The three of them calmly stepped over their bodies as they made their way towards a cell door at the end of a hallway. Prisoners from the other cells began gathering around their doors, each one pleading to be released by the trio, but they ignored them all. They came there for a specific reason, and none of them were it. They stopped in front of a cell at the end of the block, one that seemed much more heavily secure than the others. The air around the cell was ice cold, feeling like a meat locker. The man in black held his hand up, and it glowed black as he prepared to fire off another astral projected hand at the door.

They were then joined by another, much larger squad of soldiers that took aim at the three. The little girl started to step forward once again, but the white haired man held her back. Behind the guards was another masked figure. He was a tall man more elaborately dressed than the others, as he wore a red tuxedo and top hat, appearing like a ringleader at a circus. He had a deck of cards in his hands that he passed between his gloved hands. He approached the two guards in the very back, and placed his hands on their shoulders. His body began to glow purple, and it was then passed onto the guards. Whispering could be heard, but it was impossible to make out, and didn't even appear to be any form of language.

The two guards he touched then tensed up, and grunted their teeth as they glared at their comrades in front of them. Then the two men shoot their comrades in the back, killing each one of them. The masked man walked forward, dancing around the corpses as the two remained guards turned to each other, and then shot one another. The masked man approached the others with a sinister, and unsettling laugh that echoed through the prison. "Oh what a wonderful day this is!" He smirked. He turned to the black swordsman. "Shall you do the honors? You were the one who recommended him." The dark figure nodded, and reached out his hand. He created a large spectral hand, and slammed it into the door, and violently ripped it off the wall, and tossed it behind them.

Cold air rolled out of the cell, feeling like they just opened a freezer. The cell held a single prisoner, a dangerous man who was chained to the wall with steel shackles, and a iron straight jacket. The man had long black straggly hair, and a matching beard along with an eyepatch on his left eye. The man slowly opened his remaining eye to look at his rescuer, and breathed deeply, his breath could be easily seen due to the cold. "Who the hell are you?" He asked bluntly. The masked man let out a loud laugh. "We're your new best friends, Dunstan Spada." The man smirked. He then took his deck of cards, and threw them at Dunstan. The cards embedded themselves into his shackles, breaking them enough for Dunstan to break free of his confinement.

Dunstan then fell to the ground, and crawled towards the exit. His skin was a light blue due to the cold, and his body was weak. He looked up the his masked rescuers. "Who are you? What do you want?" He asked. The masked man, who was now clearly the leader of them, let out a chuckle, and reached his hand out to help him up. "Me? I'm the man who will destroy the world. Beyond that you can call me your new employer." Dunstan raised an eyebrow as he hesitantly took his hand, and got up. "You see, Mr. Spada, you come highly recommended. I've been following your work, and I gotta say, I'm a big fan. I could use someone with your skills, and you'll be well compensated of course. But we can talk details later. I just want to know if you're in?" Dunstan then looked the others over, and let out a sigh. "Doesn't look like I have much choice." He replied. The masked man let out a loud laugh, and smacked Dunstan on his back. "That's the spirit!"

He pulled a card out of his deck, and it began to glow black, and he tossed it on the ground. The card began to turn to ash, and the ashes swirled up in the air, and formed a black portal. "Alright kiddos, field trip over, let's go." He stated as he waved his companions through the portal, first was the little girl, then the white haired man, and then the swordsman, and finally Dunstan. The ringleader stopped before he entered the portal, and looked up at a security camera. He took off his hat, and took a bow in front of the camera. He pulled out another card, and this one began glowing a light blue, and he then threw it at the wall behind him. The card turned to ash, and a wave of electricity surged from the card, knocking out all power in it's wake. The cell doors then began to open one by one, releasing each prisoner. And with that the masked man finally left through his portal, and it then disappeared.

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Jet's eyes shot open as he was woken up by the sound of his scroll going off. Jet picked up his scroll off the nightstand next to his bed, and saw that it was a message from Professor Ozpin, he had a mission for the team, and wanted to see them. He had sent a message to team HKL as well. Jet sighed, and let out a big yawn. He sat up in his bed, stirring Black Oroshi who slept at his feet. The dog yawned like his master, and stretched out his body. Oroshi got up, and made his way over to Jet, and proceeded to lick his face. "Aw stop! You got morning dog breath!" He groaned as he pushed his pet away.

Jet stretched out his arms, and looked over at his teammates. "Oroshi make sure everyone's up." Jet ordered as he started to change out of his pajamas. Oroshi barked happily, and quickly turned around in a circle as he proceeded to jump on his teammates beds, and licking them each on the face to wake them up. This caused Jet to chuckle, he knows that at least Roux isn't too fond of the dog, despite the fact that Oroshi seems to like her the most of the team, other than Jet of course. "Ozpin wants to see us, got a mission for us. Get ready in five. If you don't then you have to take Oroshi for his walks the rest of the week."

Jet picked up his longcoat, and threw it on, and with that he was fully ready for the day. No matter what was in store. Once Oroshi was done waking everyone up he rushed over to Jet, and sat down in front of him. Oroshi made small whimpering sounds as he raised his paw up. Jet sighed. "Alright, you did good." Jet then opened up the drawer in his nightstand, and pulled out a bag of dog treats for him. Jet tossed one up in the air, and Oroshi leaped up, and caught it in midair. "Good boy."

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Poppy was off in a peaceful dreamland when she heard an annoying sound. At first it was just a sound in her dream, annoying and she tried willing it to stop. When it didn't is when she realized she was waking up. It was the sound of a scroll going off, Jet's scroll to be exact. She could only assume it was time to wake up, however she chose to lay there. She didn't want it to be that time yet and perhaps if she continued to pretend she was asleep she'd be left alone.

She had no such luck, however, as something jumped on her and began licking at her face. A low growl cane from the bed as she glared up at Oroshi. In response she got another lick to the face. She sighed and managed to smile as she pet the dog while sitting up. Oroshi moved on to the next bed. She yawned and stretched, her tail flicking back and forth.

"Well I don't mind having to take him for a walk, but I have a feeling if Roux has to do it Oroshi may disappear." Poppy said with a small smirk as she glanced at Jet. She slowly got out of bed and got herself ready for the day. She combed through her hair quickly and then stood waiting for the rest of her team.

"Did Ozpin say anything about the mission? Did he give any details or is my curiosity just gonna have to wait until we talk to him?" She asked Jet as she stood next to him, watching him give his pet a treat. She was one that didn't mind Jet having the dog, he was pretty cute. She often times would sit and play with him.

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Everything was quiet, and peaceful. There was a light noise, piercing through the silence, though Sky refused to move from his cozy bed. He pulled the blankets around him, slipping further into their embrace his head resting below the covers. Before he realized it however there was something pawing at his back, giving out a small, familiar whine when the boy refused to budge. He silently peeked out from beneath the blanket to find Oroshi standing atop his bed. Sky yawned a silent yawn, and smiled at the pup, which was returned with a friendly lick to the face. After a few seconds of affectionately patting the dog's head he gently pushed the canine off, and began to get ready.

The first thing he did was grab the closest thing he had to a voice, his scroll. He quickly donned his scarf,dark blue jacket, and within a few minutes was ready for whatever Ozpin had in store for him and the rest of his friends. Once he was done, and ready he looked at the others, waiting to leave. Without looking at his scroll he was already typing away, his fingers swiftly dancing over the screen. "I doubt he said anything, you know Ozpin after all. Guy loves being all mysterious. Personally I hope it's something exciting, whatever it is." The voice coming from the scroll, while devoid of any real emotion, was smooth, and only had the smallest hints of being artificial. Were it not for the unmoving grin on his face, one would find it hard to tell that he wasn't actually speaking.

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Roux never was one to dream. Maybe her thoughts wander enough already in the day or her mind ceases to think when she closes her eyes. Whatever it may seem, this day was no exception. Her eyes opening almost as quickly as they closed, with no dream in between. Roux never was a morning person, and this rude awakening, by this "thing" wasn't the most helpful. Roux looking utterly distraught as the mutt crawled onto her bed and made her experience a saliva-ridden hell one hundred times over.

"Jet, I would appreciate if you kept your beast on a leash.. Roux hastily stated, as she frantically rushed to the washroom to wash the droll off her face. There she begun her morning routine of 2 showers, brushing her teeth 4 times, changing and cleaning the bathroom 3 times. It was no surprise a perfectionist like Roux would want herself and everything else to be tidy and completely devoid of dirt. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally stepped outside the door of the washroom. Donned in her normal gothic attire and eye patch just in time to hear what Jet has to say about slackers. If Roux had to walk the mutt, she would be walking slowly away from it instead.

After her time in the water closet was concluded, she sat on her bed and read over the mission details on her scroll. Ozpin, huh? A man shrouded in mystery, the man is their father figure, but fails to share anything about himself. Roux looked at the team exchange questions and opinions, before jumping in herself. "There's no doubt it's something having to do with combat. Professor Ozpin wouldn't send us on anything meager.

As the ten minute were almost concluded, Roux forgot that in the morning, she was supposed to clean the room according to her schedule. Normally, Roux would never forget to do something on her list, maybe it was the dog? Roux slowly got up and started dusting off every nook and cranny of their dorm-room. Picking up every foreign piece of trash and throwing it out leisurely. It was no surprise that Roux was taking her time. A saying that Roux has devoted her life to is that "you can't rush perfection".

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"Sorry, Oz didn't give me any details. Not surprising." Jet replied to Poppy's question. The Black Swordsman leaned against the wall next to the door as he waited for his team to finish getting ready. "Well knowing Ozpin I'd say you'll get your wish." He directed at Sky. As Roux was woken up it caused Jet to chuckle at her reaction to Oroshi's wake up call. "Aw but he loves you! Come on, you can't tell me that after all this time with him you haven't grown a little attached to him?" Jet snickered. Once she was done with her millionth shower or whatever he pushed himself off the wall.

"Alright, let's get a move on. We don't want to be late." Jet ordered as he opened the door. "Come on Roux, the dust will be here when you get back. Though if you want to clean something you can give Oroshi his bath. It's about time to give him one." Jet jokingly suggested. At the mention of a bath Oroshi whimpered, and hid underneath Jet's bed. "Wimp. Alright bud, you be good. See you later. Hopefully this won't be a long mission." Jet stated, talking to Oroshi as if he was a person.

And with that Jet was leading his team to Ozpin's office in Beacon Tower. They had arrived just as team HKL was, apparently they were summoned to the headmaster's office as well. As they all entered the elevator Jet glanced over at Beau, and gave her a friendly nod. He was surprised that they were called in to Ozpin's office as well, he didn't think that they'd be ready to go back out in the field so soon. He couldn't imagine what they must have been going through, especially Beau. He wouldn't know what to do with himself if he lost any of his teammates.

Once the elevator reached the top floor the teams stepped out of the lift to see Ozpin sitting behind his desk, drinking coffee while he observed several screens in front of him, and as most of the time at his side was Professor Glynda Goodwitch. "You wanted to see us sir?" Jet greeted him as his entire body language began to tense up, acting like a soldier when they see their superior officer. "Ah, yes do come in." Ozpin greeted, and then he proceeded to take a tip of his coffee.

"Team JSPR, HKL, I have missions for you today." Ozpin stated as he stood up from his seat, and placed his cup of coffee on his desk. "Glynda if you'd be so kind." Glynda nodded, and pressed several buttons on her scroll that brought up a holographic screen in front of Ozpin's desk. "Alright, team JSPR, an Atlas ship transporting experimental technology has crashed landed in the southeast, near the ruins of Mountain Glenn." She stated, and then images of Mountain Glenn, and the crashed ship popped up on the screen.

"We have lost all contact with the survivors, but their distress beacon is still activated. You are to scout the wreckage, look for any survivors, as well as secure any cargo that survived the crash. Once you scouted the area you will coordinate with the rescue team, and help with their efforts. I shouldn't need to tell you how much Mountain Glenn is a hotspot for Grimm activity, so do be careful. And remember your objective. DO NOT go off fighting Grimm unless absolutely necessary!" She then proceeded to slam her riding crop on the desk.

She then took off the images of the screen, and started putting on new ones for HKL's mission. She put up images of Forever Fall forest, several large trucks, and what appeared to be a military outpost within Forever Fall. "You......three? Where is the new student?" Glynda asked, puzzling the students. "Oh, right. Team HKL, you will be having a new member of your team, a young man by the name of Uros Spinel. He shall be taking the vacant spot on your team." Once Ozpin said that the elevator opened up once more with the man in question walking out of it to join them. "Ah perfect timing. Beau, Kain, Lotus, this is your new teammate, Uros."

"I understand that this is difficult. The loss of your teammate, and the arrival of a new one. But this is the burden you must bare as a Huntsmen, and Huntress. Unfortunately not everyone gets a happily ever after. It is your duty to make sure others do." He stated in his ever present calm, and stoic tone. "Loss is apart of life, no matter how unfortunate it may be. You must learn to deal with it, use it to make yourself better. If not for you, then for the people that you have lost. That is something that we all must learn to do."

"Right, as I was saying. Team HUKL, you four shall be escorting a caravan carrying supplies to a outpost on the edge of Forever Fall. Unfortunately the supplies are to large to be carried by a bullhead, and the outpost is not near the railway." She explained. "Travels on the road have been attacked by bandits, and there are a few scattered reports of Grimm activity. But it's nothing you can't handle." She then closed the holographic screen. "There will be bullheads waiting outside to transport you to your missions. You are dismissed."

And with that the teams began to load up on the elevator to proceed with their missions. "Jet wait a moment. I wish to speak with you privately." Ozpin looked over at Glynda who then joined the other students on the elevator. Once the others were gone Jet turned to Ozpin. "Is there something else I need to know about the mission sir?" Jet asked in confusion. "No, this isn't about the mission. I've received some disturbing news...about your father." Jet's eyes widened, and he took in a deep, nervous gulp. "Wha....what's going on?" Ozpin then pulled up security footage of the break in at the Labyrinth the night before on his scroll.

Jet watched the footage closely with a worried look on his face. "What? Who?.....Professor, I had no idea-" "I'm not accusing you of anything Jet, you have earned your place here. But I do need to know if you know of anyone who would break your father out. Do you recognize anyone in the video?" Ozpin asked. Jet re-watched the footage once more, watching even closer. "Uh....maybe....the one in the long coat, that might be my brother. He's got a similar semblance, but without seeing it up close I can't say. The others, I have no idea who they are. I....I haven't spoken with my father since Qrow found me....I had no idea....I'm sorry."

Ozpin placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "This wasn't your fault. You had no way of knowing." He pointed out. "I know....I know. It just....doesn't make me feel any better." Jet stated as he pushed his bangs out of his face. "You should go to your team before you are missed. If you can think of anything helpful please come and see me." Jet gave him a nod, and then started his way to the elevator. "You know, your team won't think any less of you if you tell them the truth." "No, I will. I've done a lot to put it behind me. I won't let it come back to my team....thank you for telling me."

As Jet got off the elevator he had a noticeably grim expression on his face. "Ok, so do we need to grab any supplies from the dorm? Extra ammo, food?" Jet asked as he rejoined the others. "Oroshi might be pretty helpful out there. Maybe we should take him with us? We've been working on his tracking, and sniffing out Grimm. He could help us avoid them." Jet then looked over at HUKL, and their new member. "Hey, I'm Jet, nice to meet ya."

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β€œIn three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life; It goes on.”


The elevator ride up to Ozpin’s office was awkward and tense to say the least. The fact that they were about to be sent on the first mission ever since they lost Umber was… scary. It made Beau’s knees want to shake, which they did ever so slightly before she managed to control herself. With a deep breath, she started humming a quiet, gentle tune over and over. The sound of her voice caused a wave of calm to wash over the small room, even for her. When the elevator dinged to a stop, Beau let out a soft sigh of relief.

Beau looked over to the black swordsman of the other team and gave him a curt nod in response. He was a good, kind person that she enjoyed chatting with about strategy and life in general. The two weren’t particularly close, but Beau would trust him in a battle. He knows his stuff. "Oh, right. Team HKL, you will be having a new member of your team, a young man by the name of Uros Spinel. He shall be taking the vacant spot on your team." Beau was quickly snapped from her short daydream. "Ah perfect timing. Beau, Kain, Lotus, this is your new teammate, Uros."

Seeing this new, strapping young man brought up all of the memories of Umber that Beau had been trying to suppress. His broad shoulders, wide smile, and deep voice had calmed Beau for the few time together they had as partners in battle. It wasn’t long before there was a tightness in her throat and the prickling of tears behind her eyes. "I understand that this is difficult. The loss of your teammate, and the arrival of a new one. But this is the burden you must bare as a Huntsmen, and Huntress. Unfortunately not everyone gets a happily ever after. It is your duty to make sure others do." He stated in his ever present calm, and stoic tone. "Loss is apart of life, no matter how unfortunate it may be. You must learn to deal with it, use it to make yourself better. If not for you, then for the people that you have lost. That is something that we all must learn to do." Beau inhaled deeply, letting air fill up her lungs fully before breathing out slowly. She coughed softly, forcing her throat to relax. She had shed enough tears already. Now distracted by the fact that she had a new teammate, she could hardly focus on Goodwitch’s description of the mission. It was a basic one anyways; protect a caravan from bandits and Grimm. Nothing too special, but it was enough to help HUKL back on it’s feet. "There will be bullheads waiting outside to transport you to your missions. You are dismissed."

Before leaving, Beau bowed courteously to her teachers. β€œThank you for the opportunity, Professors. I promise that what happened that day will… Never happen again.” With another curt nod to Jet and his team, she turned and moved toward the elevator once more. β€œAlright team, let’s move out. We’re heading back to the dorms to grab some supplies, then we’ll be going to the locker room to get out weapons. After that, we get flying.” Towards a fresh start. She added that last part to herself at the end. If anyone needed encouraging, it was Beau. She was destroyed after Umber’s death; that was until she realized she had to deal with it and be a leader again. Life goes on. And with a press of the elevator button, on it went.



The hum of the bullhead was drowned out by the loud music drumming through her headphones. Beau sang along softly, hoping that would be enough to sooth the nerves of her teammates. She could practically smell the mixture between nervousness and eagerness radiating off of them. Occasionally, she sat up from her seat and subtly shifting her wings; if she leaned against them for too long they would fall asleep like any other limb. While walking around the cabin of the ship a bit to stretch her legs, she saw bright red consume the window. She trotted over, only to see the sea of crimson that was Forever Fall. Something about that forest scared her, but also intrigued her. With another deep breath, Beau tucked her headphones away in her small pack, put her hand on Yangu for reassurance, then turned to her team, a wide smile on her face.

β€œAlright guys, we’ll be getting off soon. The bullhead isn’t landing, so it’s going to pull as close to the ground as it can, and that’s where we get off. You’ve got a minute or two to gather your things before we get going.” Beau nodded at them before going over to the ship’s captain to confirm.

A few, grueling minutes later, Beau grabbed the handle of the port-side doors and yanked them open. Immediately, all she could hear was the whipping winds. The bullhead slowed and got lower to the ground before stopping and hovering. She turned to her teammates and made a waving hand gesture towards the entrance, implying that they should go. But being the leader, she threw herself out the door first. Her wings desperately tried to break free to slow her descent, but Beau fought the urge and forced them to settle as she was in free fall. She took out Yangu and put it into bow mode before grabbing an ice dust arrow. A single shot towards the ground created a slide of sort out of ice, that would slow Beau down enough that she didn’t hurt herself when she reached the ground. When her feet hit solid earth, she tuck and rolled before quickly getting to her feet and checking her surroundings. All was clear. The caravan’s camp was within eyesight. Everything was going well so far, so she turned to watch her teammates land.

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Poppy sighted as Jet confirmed that Ozpin didn't give any details. She had figured he didn't, however one could hope. Especially her who was always ever so curious. It couldn't be helped, though. She would just have to wait until they got to Ozpin's office to find out.

She silently watched as Roux began cleaning their room. She was used to it by now, however when she first started doing this when they were a team she found the girl very odd. She even snapped at her once for touching something that was hers. Now she just knew thus was her and it didn't bother her anymore.

As they left the room she continued to follow quietly. She didn't have much of anything to talk about, though she kept a pleasant expression on her face. When they got in the elevator with team HKL she gave them all a friendly smile. She figured they were tired of people giving their condolences so she figured she'd let that be.

Once in Ozpin's office she listened to their instructions closely. She liked to be prepared. Surprises were fun, however they weren't fun on the battle field unless you were the one giving the surprise. Then Team HKL was hit with a surprise, a new teammate. Poppy looked at the guy, or more up at the guy. He was almost a foot taller than herself and was rather intimidating looking. She thought it was rather odd that he was wearing a full suit of armor. To each there own is what she figured.

As they were leaving she glanced back as Ozpin asked Jet to stay behind. That was rather odd, she wondered what was up. She figured she could ask later. She entered the elevator with the others and once more looked up at Uros. "It's nice to meet you Uros, my names Poppy." She said with a friendly smile, deciding it would be good to introduce herself. She knew they were on different teams, but she was friendly enough with the other members of team HUKL so introducing herself to their new member only seemed proper.

Poppy watched them leave while her and the rest of her team waited on their leader. "Do you think their ready for a mission? It seems a little soon to me, however life does have to move on I guess." She asked to no one in particular once they had vanished.

Jet finally returned and Poppy could sense something was off. She gave him a questioning look, but didn't say anything. He would tell them if he needed to in due time. For now they needed to focus on their mission. "If you feel Oroshi would be helpful to bring along I won't object. As for grabbing stuff from the room I don't think I need anything other than food and water. As long as I have my weapon and we have enough food and water I'm ready to go." She replied with a smile, ready to get a move on.

Beau quickly got her team moving and Poppy watched them leave. "Do you think their ready for a mission? It seems a little soon to me, however life does have to move on I guess." She asked to no one in particular once they had vanished.