<div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Yumi_zpsfaa9da11.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Yumi Urashima<br/><strong>For:</strong>Van, Heinrik, Sparx, whomever<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Top<br/><br/>Yumi stuck her tongue out at Van, "Where am I supposed to get changed? There aren't any bathrooms here!" she quipped. The girl then smiled sheepishly at Sparx and rubbed the back of her neck a little bit, "Haha, um.. thanks. I'm glad my, um, falling could help you." She let out a nervous laugh, then turned her gaze to Heinrik, who seemed to be spoiling for a fight. Y'know, that wasn't a bad idea! If she had a few hours to kill and the mark wasn't going to wear off anyway, she might as well do some training.<br/><br/>Making her way to the training area, the girl readied her rod. She brought it back and then whipped it forward, the line lashing out with startling speed, the hook at the end slicing across one of the training dummies and leaving a deep gash in the chest. She continued with the line's momentum, the girl whirling around, whipping the rod along with her. The line whirled, wrapped around another one of the dummies tightly. With a grunt, she hauled the line over her shoulder, lifting the dummy off the ground, swinging it around and shattering it to splinters on the ground.<br/><br/>Yumi pulled back on her line, retracting it. She turned and quickly lashed it from side to side in movements so fast they were hard to follow. The hook tore through a third dummy, the points gleaming faintly, hard to follow. She pulled back and retracted the line again. The dummy seemed unharmed. It just stood there (as dummies are wont to do). Then, suddenly, it started to split apart. Sliced into three pieces, they tumble separately to the ground. The girl grins, satisfied.<br/><br/>"Well alright, that wasn't so bad!"<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Shizuru<br/><strong>For:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Top<br/><br/>Shizuru eyed Van for a moment, "You can modify them as you like as long as you don't cover up the symbols on the front and back." The demoness then folded her arms and turned her gaze upon the other students, looking them all over before gazing upon Heinrik, who was testing out the weapons available and looking to start a fight. This should certainly be interesting. The large human certainly seemed to be spoiling for a fight and she thought it might be interesting to see what exactly he was capable of. Shizuru had always thought herself a fairly good judge of character - it kind of happened naturally after being alive for so long. One saw the same types of people over and over again, so it was easy to pick out various personality types. She'd seen countless selfless acts, betrayals, good, and evil. Heinrik seemed like a capable fighter, but character-wise he appeared just a bit too self-interested and cold-hearted.<br/><br/>And this was coming from a demoness who's primary interest was herself. Hell, the main reason she'd decided to teach at Pandora was because if the world was swallowed in darkness it would've been a real hassle to fight off rogue demons. All those interruptions to her quiet drinking time? No thank you.<br/><br/>So, Shizuru had a lean back against one of the posts and crossed her arms over her chest, quietly watching the students start to train. This was more than free time for the students. This was time for her to assess them, to see how they chose to behave when given time to act freely.