Duane laid in the courtyard on his back, staring up blankly at the sky as he waited for time to pass. Most of the student body should be in class at the moment, including himself, but with just being in study hall he decided skipping on class was not going to hurt anything. Plus it meant that he got the entire courtyard to himself.
In all honesty, it probably looked like there was a unconscious body dumped in the front yard to Beacon, but at this point, the large faunus didn’t really care if it drew any attention. Teacher or student, not much could get him up. Or so he told himself as he heard the footsteps heading toward him.