[Walter]

An airship flew over the city of Vale, a purple crown logo painted on its side. The airship was the size of those which brought students to Beacon at the start of each year, but this one was slightly different. Different in the fact that it was privately owned, and, rather than carrying a large group of eager now hunters and huntresses, it carried but a single one. Well, him plus his entourage.

There were people there to make sure he looked impeccable, people to carry his belongings, people to operate the vehicle, people to act as his personal guards. Not that he needed any of it, or anything. The whole thing was merely formality that a person of his high class had to deal with. Nothing more.

The vehicle docked gracefully next to the courtyard, people glancing at it with confusion. The rest of the students had arrived earlier, after all. They were even more confused when the doors opened and a stream of obvious adults poured out, carrying and pulling all kinds of luggage. Ammunition, clothes, dust, spare parts, various cosmetics and books. And, out after all of them came the "man" himself.

Reginald fucking Royale.

He was dressed in his usual regal garb, cape flowing behind him as he strutted down the ramp, a young woman quickly stepping out from the airship and taking hold of the end of the cape to keep it from dragging on the ground. Reggie raised his hand towards her to indicate that there was no need, then turned to the workers carrying his bags.

"Chop, chop, people! I don't pay you to lazy about and waste my time! Get the bags to wherever my dorm shall be and get back immediately so father doesn't need to wait on the ship!" He called out to them in a commanding tone, clearly not bothered by any potential onlookers. For all he cared, they were unimportant. He was important. They were peasants.

He nodded to the woman behind him, and began to move through the courtyard, head held high and exerting confidence with every motion like the pompous prick he was. There's a new king in town, Beacon. And you better be ready.

[Asterisk]

Ophelia sat on a bench typing her novella on her laptop. Stella sat on her right, programming on her scroll. As Reginald arrived, they glanced up for a second, recognizing the symbol on the airship and the noisy boy before returning back to what they were doing.

Stella then gave Ophelia a wink before stepping on the edge of Reginald's cape just as he walked past, still typing on her scroll.

[Ever Professional]

Seeing the cape on the newcomer, Ash got a dry look on his face and muttered "Well, it seems like somebody lacks a sense of style."

[Leycil]

Galileo saw Reginald, the moment that he did, Reginald is going to be in loads of pain. Well annoyance type pain.
He stood back for a bit, waiting to see what happens to Reginald after Stella stepped on his cape.

[Walter]

Those who stand in my way will soon regret the day they crossed paths with- OH FU-[/i] Reggie couldn't even finish his thought, the smirk being wiped off his face as his cape was suddenly pulled back. The guy tried to continue his strut, and soon found himself getting close and personal with the ground.  Rubbing his face and muttering curses under his breath, Reginald stood up and turned around sharply, pointing accusingly at the pair sitting on the bench. Though his fall was much less than graceful, he could still muster up a pretty good menacing glare.

"You! How dare you do such a thing to humiliate me? Do you have even the slightest clue who I am!?" Reggie shouted at them, no clue who had actually done it. He raised his hand to his guards, who had just left the ship and running towards him upon seeing him fall. No, he had to establish dominance himself. That's what a man would do! No it isn't.

[Ever Professional]

Ash slowly begins clapping his hands at Reginald's fall.  "Magnificent entrance. Really."

[Martian]

Marshal had just arrived at Beacon and was wandering around the courtyard when he saw the spectacle unfolding in front of him. Some guy wearing a cape had apparently fallen on his face and was yelling at some people nearby. Suddenly wishing he had some popcorn, Marshal decided to stick around and see how things would play out.

[Asterisk]

Stella and Ophelia looked at each other for a moment. They knew each other well enough that they didn't even need to exchange words. Stella pointed at Ophelia with her thumb although it was herself that had stepped on Reginald's cape. "Abigail did it."

Ophelia, wearing a white t-shirt, black skirt, and a light grey knit knee-length cardigan gave a smile as she met Reggie's eyes directly. "Tip of advice? Don't go into combat here at Beacon with the cape on. As we all just saw."

[Leycil]

Galileo walked in, like he came from Reginald's ship wearing one of the guard's unifroms(he knocked one out) and came to Reginald's side. He gave a wink at Stella and Ophelia to show he was faking it before helping Reginald up.

[Walter]

Reggie shoo'd his 'guard' away, not breaking eye contact. His look was, to put it simply, 'upsetti'.

"This cape is a sign or royalty! A symbol of status and power! And I'll have you know, getting behind me in combat is not that easy!" He proclaimed, raising his head even higher as he spoke. Somehow, just saying all of that made him think he had 'won the argument'. What a tosser.

[Ever Professional]

Ash approaches and raises an eyebrow. "A symbol you just tripped over; that doesn't sound very powerful to me."

[Martian]

Marshal sighed as he approached. "Come on, man," he groaned to this strangely-dressed guy. "I'm sure it was an accident. Why don't you just let it go before you make a fool of yourself? It's kind of a bad move to make enemies on the first day, right?"

[Uncouth T-Rex]

Jack Pettibone blinked right up next to them, all smiles and blistering radiance, his hands lazily shoved in his pockets. His blue eyes flashed mischievously as his cargo shorts and checkered blue shirt, unbuttoned of course, flapped from his sudden movement.

"No, a cape is a sign of being a massive wad, and a huge sign that screams "PULL ME, I LIKE BLUNT FORCE TRAUMA TO THE THROAT!" he quipped, his teeth sparkling in the sun.

[Leycil]

Galileo took out a lighter he found in the guard's pockets and lit it before throwing it down on the cape before dashing off to hide.l

[Xarias Fury]

Shiroe was patiently watching as events unfolded from a bench while reading a small leather bound book. Unfortunately, Reginald, or Reggie as he first knew him as, was strutting around as always making rounds as if he owned the place. Sigh. If only he learned that one's wealth wasn't what defined a person, especially since those who found him rather...unsettling, were mostly part of the middle class. How he knew Reggie was another matter, mostly cuz he knew his dad. The Pendragons were rather active in keeping up appearances so it wasn't a surprise that he got to know people, even if by name and appearance only.

Poor Reggie, though he is a bit...crude. Shiroe thought, watching as another kid, who somehow got one of his guard's uniforms, tried setting his cape on fire. It was a bit funny at first when someone tripped him but he couldn't just stand and watch while his cape slowly started to catch fire. That was just plain arson. Not wanting to step in Shiroe tapped his finger on a nearby stone, using a pinch of water dust mixture, and tossed the stone at his cape. Soon after the rune activated it sprayed a small torrent of water almost like a fountain, quite pretty if he did say so himself, and quickly killed the fire at the expense of the boy's clothes. Well, a little water never did harm anyone. Not as much as fire anyways.

Going back to his book Shiroe flipped to the next page, reading the passage in his mind and conveniently enough it was a prose quoting a torrent of water saving a city from conflagration. Maybe he got the idea from the book unconsciously.  Sigh.