[X] The duo of red and gold. The taller of the two has the richness the boy lacks. Her hair is rich in both volume and color, deep golden and voluminous, spilling out in what can only be described as a mane of golden curls. Her skin is bronzed and sunkissed, combined with the thick ropes of muscles you can across her arms and shoulders, emblematic of a healthy lifestyle. She wears a an outfit that feels vaguely Vacuan with a red scarf and a dusty brown jacket which clings tightly to her equally voluminous bust, complete with boots with spurs on them.
[X] The boy praying along alone on one of the wooden benches bolted to the center of the room. He's blond, his hair a sort of tattered wispy white yellow without any richness. His skin is as pale as his hair, almost sort of pallid looking. He wears silver armor plates, chestplate, shoulder, gauntlets, molded onto a hooded longtailed of dark blue. A lance with banner that's so plain in comparison to most hunters weapons it almost stands out in its plainness lays on his lap, already retrieved from his locker. He's tall and thin and even wearing armor has little to no definition to speak of.
[X] The other duo. The boy is pale and slender with sharp pink eyes. His black hair falls halfway down his back, threaded by a few threads of pink weaving their way through what would otherwise be a tide of deep black. He wears a plain green jacket of Mistralian style and loose white pants. Your favorite kind of pretty boy.