<strong>Name:</strong><strong>Adell Zephyros</strong>(Color =<strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In the courtyard with Eleanor<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Eleanor Byrd Rose<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div>The girl's quirkiness honestly made Adell feel more comfortable and at ease. He felt like she was just being herself, which made him feel as though he could do the same without being judged by anybody. Even still, he couldn't help but maintain a friendly smirk. It wasn't as easy for Adell to just be himself. It was one of those things where everybody around you expects you to act one way, so you kind of just go with it. That's how the fiery Meister was raised anyway. Always being told to calm down. Never being able to bond with others because his natural wavelength was too chaotic. Just being himself isn't exactly something that comes so naturally anymore.<br/><br/>Still, he really appreciated Eleanor being so free, just like the little hummingbirds that flew around her.<strong>~So she's a Hummingbird witch? That explains the wings from earlier.~</strong>His smirk turned into a blank stare, however, when she said that she was a skilled dodger. He was desperately trying not to laugh, but he couldn't help letting some of the giggles slip through.<strong>"Don't worry. I understand what you're saying."</strong>Finally, after letting a few of his chuckles out, he was able to recompose himself.<strong>"Besides, I can't see myself throwing punches at you. Just doesn't seem cool."</strong>He couldn't help but give the girl's slim physique a quick look-over.<br/><br/>Damn she was hot.<br/><br/>Aside from her curvy figure and voluptuous body, what really attracted Adell to her was her insanely long hair. He didn't know why, but it was just so unique. He'd never seen anything like it. Maybe it was the uniqueness of it that piqued his interest, but it stood out so much to him that he couldn't help but be drawn in. The two of them were alone; separated for pretty much everyone. The young Meister had to make a quick decision: should he be a responsible partner and stick to training, or should he take the moment to flirt with the girl? He really wanted to practice with her, but at the same time, she was really fucking cute. The last thing he needed was to not take a chance, and then Playboy, or somebody else try to compete for her attention. How awkward would that be? His partner dating somebody else.<strong>~Wait, what the hell am I thinking about?~</strong>This was supposed to be a training session, not a teen drama. He lowered his head a bit and rubbed the back of his neck nervously, then he looked back up with a big smile.<strong>"How about we start simply with you transforming into your weapon form. I'll try and wield you and we'll start there."</strong><br/><br/>He may have seemed calm and collected on the outside, but on the inside he was becoming really tense. He'd made it this far with three others before her. None of them vibed with him as well as Eleanor, but it would take more than just a sweet smile and a quirky attitude to resonate with his wavelength.<strong>"What do you say? Wanna give it a shot?"</strong>He held his gloved hand out to her as if waiting for her to take hold of it and transform. He gave a calm smile as he looked the witch deeply in her eyes. He had to concentrate and keep his wavelength steady. If he got too excited, it would heat up to the point where it was literally unbearable.<br/><br/>He didn't realize that Eleanor had already felt his wavelength back when she touched his arm in the classroom. To her, his fire would be warm and inviting. Not at all overbearing or dangerous. It would be comfortable to a witch like herself, and strengthening to her weapon side. All she had to do was transform, and all he had to do was not panic.