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</div></div><br/>Karmyne walked along side the group quietly following the conversations while looking them all over. Ever there was a rag tag group this would be it - but it was Her group! She felt highly protective over them and in many more ways she felt like belonged with this group - no other group would suffice! Sure they had a long road ahead of them but she wanted nothing more than to be here with them. When Akena mentioned not having used the lockers because her own weapon was precious. Karmyne had a similar feeling in her heart for her own weapon. But she was scared to break the rules - she’d worked to hard to be here; then again at the same time her own weapon was far to large to simply stow away in there room. It would be comical to see her curled around her sword like she’d once done when she was younger tucked in bed and sleeping along side the cold steel.<br/><br/>She blinked back as Akena continued mentioning that she should go and fetch it before class. She nodded figuring she would slip away from the group when they got to the arena hall building. “Alrighty” She said cheerily hands held at her opposing elbows behind her back. When K continued on about being thrown to the wolves Karmyne’s golden eyes flashed worriedly to Akena and then to Shiro then back ahead of her as she saw him in her mind in a towel again! She blushed Stop it! She told herself forcing her to think of the wolves again.<br/><br/>Everyone else told Akena to not give up her day job or gave dead pan looks. Nekro seemed to be trailing behind still and was chewing on … what was that jerky? When’d he get that she wondered before shaking her long carmine hair and coming back to the conversation.<br/><br/>“Let’s hope not!! Those things were ridiculous!” She sighed and continued “Perhaps it will just be basic drills… I hope not - I would like something fun or challenging today!” She giggled and skipped up beside Akena. She felt something - a glimmer if only just sparking in the darkness - something she hadn’t felt in a long time. She could almost remember it - long ago before she’d started training. Feeling what could only be described as warm summer sun on your skin - but coming from within like the sun filled your very soul while walking step for step with someone special to you.<br/><br/>She’d felt this glimmer - though this one was new - before in her youth before her huntsmen training. When only one other had been there for her - past family of course - had been her truest of friends. Thinking about those times made her steps falter though - as it turned dark and sour in her mind. The summer sun that had spread through her receded sharply back into her heart. It was pain she felt, shadow and darkness. She needed to be careful she reminded herself - lest she was hurt like that again. Her face seemed to change from friendly and sweet back to that ‘Persona’ a Lady Like visage that showed no emotion with chin up lifted and back almost painfully straight.<br/><br/>She cleared her throat in a polite manner “I will rejoin you all in class - please excuse me” She said her hands releasing from behind her back and she walked off quickly.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2FUWoWHm1.jpg%3F1&amp;hash=a525354b7c3db3ec96c7f2388af0cc1f" title="UWoWHm1.jpg">
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</div></div><br/>Nekro - who’d been in the back nomming his ration jerky had heard something about wolves - had felt the excusal of Akena for them keeping weapons. He wasn’t really paying attention in that moment with one hand sunk deep into pocket while he chewed aggressively at the jerky. He should prolly be paying attention right? Meh they’d yell at him if they wanted him to be astute. He however did look up when Karmyne suddenly went all cold and rigid and ran off. He quirked a brow and shrugged stepping up behind the group as they reached the steps into the Arena building that Karmyne had been hiding in the night before.<br/><br/>“I just hope they don’t give us long winded lectures…” He grumbled still half asleep with his hair a mess and his tail sweeping behind him as he climbed the steps behind the group.<br/><br/>Their scrolls would lead them to Class room 3, when they entered they found a semi-circle of raise tier seats focused around and on a large battle floor bellow. It was like a a sink pit into the danger zone! Nekro liked the look of the floors and 6 foot wall drop into the pit they were battle torn and scarred from many a scuffle. This held promise he thought as he threw the last bit of jerky down his gullet and looked around for a group of seats suitable for their group.<br/><br/>He slid down into the first choices not really watching if the others did. There he kicked his feet up on the chair before him and shoved his hands down pockets. “Hope this is exciting I need to wake up” He mumbled under his breath.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F564x%2F6f%2F61%2F09%2F6f61096fd5297695a9ac542481b4062c.jpg&amp;hash=57399d668ad20aafca8e589b4932167a" title="6f61096fd5297695a9ac542481b4062c.jpg">
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</div></div><br/>About then the doors behind the half stage slammed open and in strolled the lumbering gigantic form of the Lion Faunus Professor Umbervyn. His long golden mane fail down his back in a great sweep and his tail trailed behind him still. Like he was stalking the stage he passed back and forth once before finally addressing the room. This was when Karmyne came in and slid into a seat on the outside of the group. Her sword was left resting against the chair before her.<br/><br/>“GOOD MORNING CLASS!” His voice boomed “Students - I’m so glad to have you all as my first group of minds to mold!” He stopped golden brown eyes sweeping over the assembled groups - there were only three teams assembled. ARKIS, LITE, and WRTH. Lenora’s team were assembled respectfully two in one row - two in the row behind. WRTH however were lurking in the back of the room scattered about the only one who looked happy to be there was the tiny Tamera, and Homra was no where to be seen.<br/><br/>“Now you are all possibly wondering what we’re going to be doing here - and I’m sure others think they already know what you’ll be doing here. And even still other’s believe themselves to be above such trivial classes. Well I’m here to make sure you little Hunts-babies know better. Firstly - drills and training is essential to your life as a Huntsmen, Secondly you can never learn to much. Now I would like to know who here has ranged weaponry as well as melee weaponry combination builds? Just raise your hands.” He smirked and then continued “Alright now who here has Ranged Fire arm type weaponry rather than some other Ranged weapon - again lift your mitts” He nodded and then paced the stage once again.<br/><br/>After this he fell into a short speech about the perks of firearm build weapons over simple ranged weaponry and then in vise versa went over the perks of ranged weaponry over firearms. Key points were rounds - over reach - over maneuverability. Nekro started to feel his mind sinking to boredom. This class was going to be dull for him he guessed since he didn’t have a Gun Type at least not the gun type used for firing at enemies - his cartridges were used for propulsion and deflection when he used his weapon in kusarigama form.<br/><br/>“Now during the course of our first year together we will be once again looking at upgrades you can make to your weapon - as well as drilling over and over and over and over again. Until you little piss ants can shot the flies off a damned fly from a quarter mile away. But for today I just want to gauge just how well you all are with distance and accuracy on your weapons. I will walk around and gauge all of your weapons too. I will even make suggestions on some of your weapons one how you might improve it - of course it is completely up to you whether or not you make changes to your weapon. As you all know by now your weapon is like your own personal finger print.” He paused and paced again and then looked at him and ordered “Alright teams assemble on the killing floor please and ready your weapons” He went about setting up targets at one end - while they did as he asked.<br/><br/>Karmyne had been sitting worried - she HAD a range form for her weapon but she was terrified of it and had barely used it. Master Foon had instructed her on what would suit her best and she’d done as he asked only for him to chuckle and asked her if she did everything she was told without much fore-thought. She blushed then stood and made down for the ‘Killing Floor’ walking along side Nekro would was grumbling about how useless this class was going to be for him that he could be out laying in the sun. . .<br/><br/>Once they reached the floor she picked up her sword and faced a target - there was one for everyone. She leaned over to Nekro “I Um… I don’t think I will get much from this class either…”<br/><br/>Nekro looked at Red and quirked a brow “Oh yeah you got a big ass sword that’s right … is it only the one form then?”<br/><br/>She shrugged “Yeah um… sorta…” She sighed she could always perform ranged blast slashes to hide her inability to use it’s secondary form.<br/><br/>“Well then we’re in the same boat I suppose” He yanked out his trench blades and connected their hilts to the chain. He looked over at Akena and tilted his head “Does anyone on this team have a gun actually?” He wondered laughing a little and thinking out loud continued “We could always blaze this class for a better elective … or something!”<br/><br/>Karmyne looked at the ground embarrassed and holding her tongue on the matter.