Who: Sparx Larsa<br/>For: Open<br/>Where: the gym, currently appearing to be Lamia food...<br/>When: Early Afternoon, Sunday<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/3635/sparxlarsa.jpg)</div><hr/><br/>Sparx couldn't help but tremble slightly as the Lamia surrounded him. She spoke with somewhat of a devious tone and made no attempt to hide her flesh-rending teeth. He looked up at her, fear clearly showing through the wide smile he manufactured. "N-nice to meet you, Chiya... Name's Sparx." That's what he said, anyway. What he was thinking in his head was, ~You are going to eat me, aren't you?~ It was a wonder that he didn't pass out from fright. He couldn't help but notice she completely cut off all escape routes as her long body surrounded him at all sides. He gulped, and then started to speak more. "Yeah... I kinda just put together small bits of information... I hope you don't... mind." He gulped again, trying as hard as he could to keep his calm. he didn't want to make any quick movements and give Chiya an excuse. He also knew that one should never act like prey around a predator. That just makes them hungry. ~Where the fuck is Zaara?! Shouldn't he be, I don't know, HELPING ME?!~<br/><br/>It was then that he heard another voice from behind him and he happened to look over his shoulder to see the demon girl from before taking interest in his hover board. Where did Siren come from, he wondered. The small girl smiled at him and stretched her wings out. Oh god, was she going to help him? He smiled at her. He never thought he'd be so happy to ever see her. He went to ask for her assistance, but as soon as he opened his eyes, her back was turned. She was facing Zaara's direction. So she wasn't here to save him? His face took on such a hopeless and broken look. All he wanted to do was work on his video game.Was that so much to ask?<br/><br/>He turned back towards Chiya and, again, smiled nervously at her. "So... training before class? I could definitely help with that, ya know, if I'm alive." Hopefully she wouldn't take that as an invitation to play cat-and-mouse with him. Sparx was always the mouse. SParx hated being the fucking mouse!