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Proudly Weiss smiles when her query is complimented. Even if Abby wasn't talking about her, she takes the win. She does give David a glance when Abby mentions him, allowing David to share in some of her self congratulations. Looking away from him, now she listens intently to what other orders there are. But when Thea is mentioned, Weiss gets a very questionable look upon her fair features. She focuses on the soul stone, not trying to think to much about it. If she paused to try and figure out every weird thing she's come across here… she wouldn't have time to breath.
Taking the small communicator, she carefully tucks it into her right ear. She is left handed, so she has to assume she'll need the comms when she is holding her sword in her left.
You know… she wasn't thrilled about being forced to attend the Atlas Academy. But being in this situation… the vibe all this has… it makes her a little grateful for the training she received there. This group has a Atlas military feel. Something she doesn't like, but she is accustomed to.
With the cue, Weiss steps up to one of the teleport pads. Left hand reaches across her waist and slowly she would draw her sword, Myrtenaster. With a 'swish' sound she quickly swings it down at her side, her posture perfect, straight. With a 'swoosh' she draws her sword up, holding it vertically in front of her with her other hand behind her back. A slow and deep breath is taken in, and she closes her eyes listening to the instructions.
They were right about the experience. It is… unpleasant. But Weiss has enough faith that she doesn't panic or anything. Just remain still, that is what they said. No sudden movements. Like vomiting.
A moment later she feels cool air upon her skin, and a lighter color on the back of her eyelids. Her long white hair sways gently as she is motionless for a few seconds, and then slowly her eyes open and she looks around herself cautiously. Well it's at least a pleasant looking place so far. Now she remains in place, keeping her composure. But a wave of nausea draws across the whole of her being. Breath, Weiss. Slow, steady. Recenter yourself. A small pause… and she lets out a gentle breath. Still holding her sword, she pats along her waist with her other hand and exclaims softly, seriously. "Gear is good to go."
A smile draws across her lips as she looks towards the sky, towards the horizon. Oh, how wonderful a place this is. So lovely. Like something that would serve as muse for the artist. The brushstrokes of nature begging to be replicated by the hands of man. In a small circle she turns, her sword held down at her sides as she appreciates the temporary reprieve.
Very temporary.
A beautiful sky it was, accompanied by the sound of thunder.
Wait… thunder?
Weiss gives a confused look downwards, feeling the ground quaking faintly. And slowly building in intensity. "Uh" she utters as she takes a step back, looking as if she is getting ready to spring into the air to avoid danger. But she looks over her shoulder towards Abby upon hearing her, and her eyes widen while looking towards one of the tree filled landscapes. Weiss quickly turns and sheathes her sword with her left hand, her right hand held out in front of her with her fingers spread. Upon her palm a miniature white glowing glyph appears and begins to spin rapidly. Weiss pushes off, and suddenly she is 'sliding' along the ground. White glyphs appear about a foot in front of her and a foot behind her, all identical and spinning in tandem. They disappear and appear as she moves, moving along with her form. She slides along the grass, looking as if she were ice skating, her body leaning forward. She exclaims as she moves "Stay close, move fast!"
'Ice skating' along the glyphs, she is able to move just a bit faster than the others. Even faster than any enhanced beings. Not superspeed, of course. And so gradually she is able to get into the front of their own 'herd' heading towards the jungle. But at one point she pivots elegantly, looking towards the group to make sure no one has lagged behind. Seeing everyone proceeding, she pivots again and heads towards the jungle. She sees Abby going up the tree, then the others getting cover. Closing in on the jungle, she quickly comes up with a plan. Quickly she sheathes her sword, still sliding, her knees bend. With a grunt she launches herself up, her arms outstretched. Her fingers brush against against a slim limb, and she gasps. Fortunately, her other hand snatches a thicker branch. Her fingers tighten, her other hand shooting towards the stable limb. Her lower body swings forward with the momentum, and her legs then swing back. She kicks her legs and hauls herself up onto the branch letting out a "ggrrraaah!"
She crouches perfectly balanced on the branch, her hands resting on the branch's skin between her feet. And its then she gets a look at the dinosaurs. She feels a shiver run down her spine… they do indeed resemble Grimm a bit… except with skin. Maybe the most disgusting thing she's ever seen.
Hearing Abby in her ear… she lets out a soft yelp and almost looses her balance. She forgot she had the comms device in her ear, and she it gave her something of a jumpscare. Quickly composure is regained, and she reaches up with her right hand to tap the comms device in her ear. "Ma'am, Weiss. If there is something making them run, I can distract whatever it is or lead it away so we can make our escape." Her tone is proper, logical, confident. Her hand falls from her ear, and her blue eyes look towards the horizon. To ensure whatever was chasing those beasts wasn't flying.
Taking the small communicator, she carefully tucks it into her right ear. She is left handed, so she has to assume she'll need the comms when she is holding her sword in her left.
You know… she wasn't thrilled about being forced to attend the Atlas Academy. But being in this situation… the vibe all this has… it makes her a little grateful for the training she received there. This group has a Atlas military feel. Something she doesn't like, but she is accustomed to.
With the cue, Weiss steps up to one of the teleport pads. Left hand reaches across her waist and slowly she would draw her sword, Myrtenaster. With a 'swish' sound she quickly swings it down at her side, her posture perfect, straight. With a 'swoosh' she draws her sword up, holding it vertically in front of her with her other hand behind her back. A slow and deep breath is taken in, and she closes her eyes listening to the instructions.
They were right about the experience. It is… unpleasant. But Weiss has enough faith that she doesn't panic or anything. Just remain still, that is what they said. No sudden movements. Like vomiting.
A moment later she feels cool air upon her skin, and a lighter color on the back of her eyelids. Her long white hair sways gently as she is motionless for a few seconds, and then slowly her eyes open and she looks around herself cautiously. Well it's at least a pleasant looking place so far. Now she remains in place, keeping her composure. But a wave of nausea draws across the whole of her being. Breath, Weiss. Slow, steady. Recenter yourself. A small pause… and she lets out a gentle breath. Still holding her sword, she pats along her waist with her other hand and exclaims softly, seriously. "Gear is good to go."
A smile draws across her lips as she looks towards the sky, towards the horizon. Oh, how wonderful a place this is. So lovely. Like something that would serve as muse for the artist. The brushstrokes of nature begging to be replicated by the hands of man. In a small circle she turns, her sword held down at her sides as she appreciates the temporary reprieve.
Very temporary.
A beautiful sky it was, accompanied by the sound of thunder.
Wait… thunder?
Weiss gives a confused look downwards, feeling the ground quaking faintly. And slowly building in intensity. "Uh" she utters as she takes a step back, looking as if she is getting ready to spring into the air to avoid danger. But she looks over her shoulder towards Abby upon hearing her, and her eyes widen while looking towards one of the tree filled landscapes. Weiss quickly turns and sheathes her sword with her left hand, her right hand held out in front of her with her fingers spread. Upon her palm a miniature white glowing glyph appears and begins to spin rapidly. Weiss pushes off, and suddenly she is 'sliding' along the ground. White glyphs appear about a foot in front of her and a foot behind her, all identical and spinning in tandem. They disappear and appear as she moves, moving along with her form. She slides along the grass, looking as if she were ice skating, her body leaning forward. She exclaims as she moves "Stay close, move fast!"
'Ice skating' along the glyphs, she is able to move just a bit faster than the others. Even faster than any enhanced beings. Not superspeed, of course. And so gradually she is able to get into the front of their own 'herd' heading towards the jungle. But at one point she pivots elegantly, looking towards the group to make sure no one has lagged behind. Seeing everyone proceeding, she pivots again and heads towards the jungle. She sees Abby going up the tree, then the others getting cover. Closing in on the jungle, she quickly comes up with a plan. Quickly she sheathes her sword, still sliding, her knees bend. With a grunt she launches herself up, her arms outstretched. Her fingers brush against against a slim limb, and she gasps. Fortunately, her other hand snatches a thicker branch. Her fingers tighten, her other hand shooting towards the stable limb. Her lower body swings forward with the momentum, and her legs then swing back. She kicks her legs and hauls herself up onto the branch letting out a "ggrrraaah!"
She crouches perfectly balanced on the branch, her hands resting on the branch's skin between her feet. And its then she gets a look at the dinosaurs. She feels a shiver run down her spine… they do indeed resemble Grimm a bit… except with skin. Maybe the most disgusting thing she's ever seen.
Hearing Abby in her ear… she lets out a soft yelp and almost looses her balance. She forgot she had the comms device in her ear, and she it gave her something of a jumpscare. Quickly composure is regained, and she reaches up with her right hand to tap the comms device in her ear. "Ma'am, Weiss. If there is something making them run, I can distract whatever it is or lead it away so we can make our escape." Her tone is proper, logical, confident. Her hand falls from her ear, and her blue eyes look towards the horizon. To ensure whatever was chasing those beasts wasn't flying.