Battler listened closely to Miss Paulson as she made her own orientation speech. It definitely didn't sound like this was going to be an easy class, but at least it didn't sound hopeless. There was a resounding sound of affirmation when she asked if they understood her and people shuffled their way over towards the table. Battler looked up and down it. There was an incredibly vast variety of weapons there, and for someone with his name, he knew next to nothing about any of them. He didn't like the idea of guns. The gunpowder shouldn't be a problem if he wasn't using his fire offensively, but still. Better safe than sorry.<br/><br/>Whips? No way. They just screamed torture, and that wasn't his thing. The mace and battle axe looked<span style="font-style: italic">way</span>too heavy. He didn't trust himself with throwing knives or daggers. Bombs? Heck no! He was a thinker, a strategist. What was a weapon that complimented that?<br/><br/>Looking around, he wasn't really seeing anything he liked. Then he saw something that might be perfect. It was one of those multi-purpose weapons, something that might really be useful if you could get creative enough. It was a long bow, but the bow was made of metal, thickened, and sharpened. It looked like you could press a button and a clip would come loose, releasing the string and turning the bow into a sword. He could potentially stay at a good enough distance to formulate a plan, but he wouldn't be helpless if people got close. And on top of that, the idea of flaming arrows amused him.<br/><br/>Well, that was that. Battler picked up the bow and was surprised at how heavy it was. The entire bottom half was rounded and safe to grab. It would also give him more leverage when using the weapon as a sword. After he had the bow, he looked around and spotted a quiver of arrows. Their tips were rounded a bit, and he now noticed that the sword part of his bow was still blunt. That was probably to keep them from killing themselves on the first day. Smart choice. It looked like just about everyone had found a weapon they liked and was experimenting with them a bit. Battler's mind started to race with ideas of how to use this thing. With the freedom of thought, came freedom flame, and the red-head Hunter caught fire again. Several people freaked out and backed away. He really wasn't burning anything though, so they were safe. Still, he suppressed his flames again after he'd explored some possibilities.<br/><br/>"Hey! Watch it!" One kid called.<br/><br/>"Ah, sorry," Battler said, smiling sheepishly and rubbing the back of his head. No point in announcing that his fire didn't always burn anything.