Jima takes the blow with a surprising amount of grace, and grins as he's sent sprawling back by her kick. As he crashes back into the wrack, she grins at him, putting one hand on her hip and cocking her head to the side - that smirk is back. "So are you just gonna lie there and take it, or what?"

Attacks:
Biting Sarcasm (Ego bruise)

Combat Log:
(Aura: 93/100)

The jab manages to hit home, making Jima stumble slightly, but she doesn't take it lightly; instead moving to return with her own series of jabs with two to the stomach and a third to the chin, the grin still on her face.

Combat Stats:
(Aura 99/100)

Attack:
(Jabs: 1% x 3)

Jima stares down the ever-so intimidating boy as he cracks his knuckles, and of all things bursts out laughing. "O-ohohaha - Oh my god, y-you're exactly like - hah, hehe..."Finishing her mocking of the boy, she finishes off with almost a cute giggle, before she continues to stare him down. "You are such an angsty first year. Bring it, buddy."

One of her feet slides back, and her arms move to a defensive position in front of her. She's clearly bracing for a fight.

Jima may be pretty oblivious at times. Sarcasm doesn't always make sense, and social cues aren't usually noticed either - but even she can tell when someone's being a dick. Her voice jumps, and instead of speaking from near her body where she normally does, it's from behind him - time to be a bit creepy.

"Of course, whoops. You absolutely didn't mean to punch the poor, defenseless bag off the hook, and you surely didn't mean to be a sarcastic dick about it! My bad, of course. Please, except my sincere apologies."She mouths the words as the voice speaks from halfway across the room - even if she doesn't entirely understand it, she can at least dish it out well enough in return.

There she is!

Jima spots her as her vision drifts upwards, keeping a careful eye over the landing platform as she approaches. She's dressed in her usual attire, with the Grab n Go's harness and all; all hidden under the familiar leather jacket. Watching from above, the third-year has Goliath hanging from a loop on her belt, and she makes herself clearly visible as she approaches the woman waiting at the dropship. No reason to scare the person you're supposed to be escorting - well, at least not yet. "Hello, ma'am? You must be Silica - I'm Jima Purpora, one of the students tasked with escorting Ms. Royale. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Despite her nonstandard for the escort, Jima's all professional, holding out one hand to shake Silica's - notably, her voice seems to be coming from somewhere over the third year's left shoulder.

Okay, that was a stupid order in hindsight. "Amanedon'thitme!"

With only enough time to pop in a regular cartridge, Prism's dive is kickstarted by a shot in the opposite direction, the recoil throwing her forwards down the hill. Her wings only pop up right before she hits the ground, and she glides along before she reaches her target; practically bodyslamming Coco from behind as her arms lock around his waist as Hawk's Eye is thrown over her shoulder, wincing at the damage she takes - a massive updraft catching them both and throwing them skywards.

Unable to fire now, Prism only manages to get them both another 10 meters into the air - out of range of the Grimm below, but also unable to shoot now. Thankfully, this is literally what her wings are built for - Prism begins to slowly hover backwards up the hill, just managing to keep ahold of her teammate. "S-sorry about that Coconut, should have... thought that out some more. Couldn't let all the Grimm target you like that.."

Aura: (85/100)

After deducing his identity, Prism's attention turns from the boy in front of her back to the gun. Tugging on a golden lever on the side, she manages to get it to retract back to it's regular rifle form - before returning it to it's previous form. "Huh, dual-fuction; I like it. Hawk's Eye is only long-distance, though it does have a melee option, which is fairly useful." She seems to be lost in the gun, at least until he asks a question.

"Oh, sorry! I'm Prism Skylark, the latest recipient of the Royale Scholarship. I had to interview with your father a couple of times during the selection process - he's proven to be quite a kind man. I don't remember being introduced to you, though he did mention in passing he'd have a son attending Beacon the same year I'd enrolled for, so you must've saw me in passing then?"

Prism nods in response to Amane's salute, and then keeps nodding as a grin breaks out at Coco's compliment. "Can't deny you were effective out there, Amane!"

Turning back to the teacher and Jocelyn, Prism nods in response to the girl's thoughts. "It's a good point Jocelyn - we need to get good at finding their weak points and exploiting them as soon as possible, especially if we can start chaining attacks against grimm instead of working as individuals to cause damage. That's something to note. And it's always worth being aware of your surroundings, but we are around for a reason - if you ever need a boost, just give a holler. It's what my semblance is perfect for." However, as the Professor turns to compliment their healer, Prism's eyes widen slightly - even if she's wondering what the teammate's done to deserve the praise, it's not like the faunus can deny her importance "Hey, what he says is true you know. Most teams aren't lucky enough to even have a healer, so it's a wonder we have you in the first place. Our very own angel of the battlefield!"

The gentle smile directed towards Jocelyn is distracted by Amane's scientific babble, blinking as she digests what the young woman said. "Good plan to follow regarding Deathstalker, everyone take note of that. Regarding the incendiary grenade though, shorten the explanation, and maybe make it a tad easier for those of us who aren't as well-versed in chemistry to understand? There's no way we'd have time to piece that together in a battle."

Finishing answering everyone in turn, Prism pulls a lever on her glaive, and the staff begins to retract - switching back to it's primary form. "Okay then, here's our goals by the end of this thing: find a way to take out larger enemies like without the use of insane firepower, preferebly through exploitation of natural weaknesses, and most importantly doing it as a team. Sound good to everyone? I fully intend to make us the best team possible, and we can only do it through working together."