Dim Sat quietly, listening to the speach. His cold eyes simply looked out ward at wattage as he spoke of the 'no tolerance' charter. His fist however tightened, the leather in his gloves creaking as his fist tightened. He hated the fact he couldn't avenge her. That rage still burned deep within him, an unforgiving rage. As wattage spoke about the 'messege' they wanted to send Dim smirked. He had a messege alright but sadly with colossa and tin man he wouldn't be able to send it. After all they did take him in and give him a place to stay. the last he could was abide by their 'rules' even if his rage was, unstable to say the least.<br/><br/>he loosened his fist and gripped a short kattana that was on his thigh. Something he taught himself to use along with his power but colosa had his tie the sheaths to the hilts. she knew how angry he could get and didn't want a massacre. As the speach finished Dim watched the others go off to the third floor for some food. Dim didn't eat with anyone, he always kept himself alone, he didn't want people getting close. But not beacuse of his anger, a part of him always blamed himself for what happened. always blamed the fact that he wasn't strong enough. He preffered to be alone so that way he couldn't let some one else down.<br/><br/>He went towards one of the first floor training rooms. The chains on his cloths making a light chinkling as his steps made a dulled metallic like 'thunk' sound. As he arrived at at empty training hall he set up a a swing like system in side using what chains and what ever objects he could find. Tieing them together Dim pushed the mass as hard as he could so could get a heavy momentum. He watched as it swung, almost like an hypnotic pendulum. he stoo in fornt of its path and began to do a little training, each time the object swung towards him he placed his hand out and let out a 'Ha!' like sound. the objects stopped dead for a few seconds a first. the time they took with time they stopped however slowly increased.<br/><br/>"HA!" he make shift pendulum stopping for a little over six seconds. Sweat slowly began to drip from his forehead as he carried on. "HA!" It stopped for seven seconds, trying to hold it for as long as he can he shifted to teh side as the object swung past him. "Tch only seven seconds" he muttered to him self as he leant back against the wall. His cold eyes cold eyes focused on the make shift pendulum one last time. "HA!" His rasied, putting as much effort into it as he could. he walked out of teh room and looked back "hmpf 10 seconds, that'll do" he said as he watched it swing again from outside leaving the make shift pendulum to continue swinging he left for the library.