Walking past her dorm, going from a meeting between Faunus Rights activists to her pilot training, Saffron wasn't surprised to hear a loud commotion coming from her team's room. That didn't mean she didn't feel obligated to check it out, at least to make sure her instruments were OK.

'How are you doing, Aurum? Saffron asked cautiously as she scanned room looking for traps and whatnot. 'Not up to anything too damaging I hope.' Saffron managed a small smile, she loved her team but being one of the very few Faunus team leaders made her incredibly embarrassed whenever one of their pranks got linked back to them.

Quickly noticing the 'harness' Aurum was 'working' on Saffron looked like she was going to ask for an explanation but decided at the last second it wasn't worth the hassle. Placing her 12 string guitar on the wall and looking over the instrument for any new nicks Saffron called out to Aurum. 'Do you know where Talyor and Avery are?' Satisfied the instrument would survive another day Saffron turned to face her teammate and awaited his response.

'Well I've actually never been to Mistral itself, the city I mean, only around to south and east coasts of the continent. But it is beautiful, similar to Vale's Forever Fall forest with lots of red, yellows and even some blues all contrasting against the usual forest green. It's a place you could get lost for years in.' Calen replied, struggling to contain a burst of laughter during the last sentence. 'I'd help you Miss Blood-Heart but I don't think I can move my legs at the moment, just leave my knives on the ground. I'll collect them later.'

The Mountain Glenn comment caught Calen off guard. Few people talked about the catastrophe and although he had heard about missions to the surrounding areas he had never managed to get much of the the students who returned. 'Well people always like putting things into neat categories, if something lingers it makes it harder to remember. So instead we often just think that when times started to get worse making that where they all ended. Forgetting that people have a very tenacious grip on what they call their own.' Calen continued giving a small shrug before quickly adding. 'But don't feel like you have to go into much detail, losing ones home is never easy'

Calen laughed when he heard Silica's reply. 'I would have never guessed that there were so many Atleasians were in Beacon, I guess no one likes the cold. If you have been all over then surely you must have some stories, I'm sure we would all like to hear them if you are willing to tell them.'

With very little actual cooking involved as the fish was already smoked, just some fire dust to crisp and heat up the potatoes Calen came back in reasonably quickly. Carrying the four plates on a platter Calen walked around to each member of their impromptu brunch handing them their dish as well as cutlery.

Smiling as the conversation had began in his absence Calen was going to contribute before realising that he didn't know everyone's names. 'Sorry but I didn't catch everyone's names' Calen interjected into a break in the conversation.

Fish salad

(Just skip Calen's post he'll be outside cooking and back in time for the next post)

Weaving Calen managed to evade the first two punches as he faded away but the third hit home and the forth stopped just above his sternum. Breathing out a small sign of relief Calen collapses to his knees as his aura shatters but thankfully takes no physical damage. 'Well fought  young master.' Calen chokes out bitterly. 'I concede.'

With a few moments on his knees and with his eyes closed Calen managed to push down those childish feelings and re-centre himself at least for now. Stumbling to his feet Calen looked around, noted that Reginald had left turned to Silica. 'I hope we provided adequate challange for your .... companion.' Calen started hesitantly. 'So how many was that for food?

Calen had fought himself into submission before but the feeling of helplessness as his body fails to respond never got any easier to accept. Seeing Catalina just as worn down as he was gave Calen hope however and when he saw his opponent go for a headbutt he took it on his knee shooting towards Catalina with a pretty pathetic burst of his semblance. Crashing into the ground behind Catalina when his legs gave way, Calen used the blade of his glaive to give him purchase to rise but even then only made it to crouching position.

Knee to the face 4%

Calen's Battle data: Aura: 5%(Headbutt)
                               Fatigue: 35%(One Semblance use)

'There is some ice in my pack on the wall, green and black and it's inside the cooler' Calen called out as Catalina approached him. He saw the swing coming but his legs just wouldn't respond so instead of dodging he blocked the haft of the hammer with the haft his glaive. Avoiding the head of the weapon Calen's body still shock as the force of the blow washed over him.

Barely holding the block Calen managed a clumsy step to his right and gave way to the blow as he moved his body out of the way. In the same motion managed a respectable thrust, using Catalina's superior strength to push Calen's weapon toward's his opponents face.

Stab 7%

Calen's Battle data: Aura: 8%(Smashed)
                               Fatigue: 40%(No Change)

Taking a few steps to the left so Catalina is not pinned in front of the rest of their little group Calen threw another two knives before advancing slowly. 'I appreciate your concern miss but we are huntsmen-in-training, what could possibly go wrong? Calen replied giving Silica a slightly sympathetic grin

Stopping around eight to nine meters away at the very tip of his range Calen managed to get some reasonable speed behind the thrust even as his legs started to shake.

Throwing Knives 2x3%
Stab 5%

Calen's Battle data: Aura: 14%(No Change)
                               Fatigue: 40%(No Change)