Who: Van<br/>Where: Top of area, then towards cafeteria<br/>When: Early afternoon<br/>Tagging: Yumi at start, then open<br/><br/>Van stood there for a few moments, after Yumi had started to head away from himself. He shook his head as he thought about what had just happened. He had a good feeling he knew what had happened, he had made his shot for the human female, and he got rejected pretty much completely. He rubbed the back of his head, as he shook his head, and let out a sigh, he never was the best with the opposite sex, but he figured a attempt was what was needed in the situation. Oh well, toss that one up to the failure bin.  He mentally put Yumi in the off limits category in his mind, and walked off from class.<br/><br/>As he walked, he knew that the time had ran out of the additional weight that had been place on his wrists and ankles, he could feel the difference, and he could make a much better judgement on what type of difference that the weight had made and how much it was about that had been slowing him down while he moved up and down the hill. He could then use that information to figure out what would work best in how to train to use weapons with extra weight on his body, maybe if need be, find ways to copy the type of training he did.<br/><br/>He would also need to adjust and modify his own uniform, to be able to hold his weapons he would bring to class. He figured if it was a combat class, he would need the weapons, he wasn't a melee fighter, and he could spar with these melee fighters they were way to good for him, and he was sure he wouldn't last more then a few moments with them, given his style of fighting and its need for guns. He figured he would improve, this seemed to push human skills, but that was all he could say about his skills, they were just not centered around close combat melee styles. He let his body adjust to the now lack of weight as he walked off to go get something to eat.