<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/Rig_zpsbd114cde.jpg)</div>Name: Jackson D. Blum<br/>Location: DWMA Classroom<br/>Tagging: Roxi Reed<br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><em>"When you think about it, though, I suppose two loners can't really be loners when they're hanging out together...Right?"<br/><br/>“I guess not… I guess will just have to be friends, huh?”</em></span><br/><br/>"Friends...Partners...We'll see how it goes." His curved lips widened further, though he did think himself rather intrusive at that moment. He wasn't sure if Roxi was even interested in becoming his partner. She, like himself, seemed to keep to herself, and though he wasn't sure what her reasons for doing so were, he would certainly respect them. However, he was undoubtedly interested in her, even if it didn't show. After watching the forming of the partnership that'd came into being just a few seats down, he was under the false assumption that partnerships were easy to form. After all, nobody had taught him about the compatibility of souls, save for a few words from his father.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><em>"You and your weapon'll need to be on the same wavelength, ya heard me? How would you work together if you weren't?!"</em></span><br/><br/>Jack had foolishly agreed with his father then, and his father had simply thought that his son understood what he was saying. But Jack had taken the words completely wrong. He had thought that he meant the same<em>emotional</em>wavelength, same<em>mental</em>wavelength. That it was one-hundred percent essential he and his weapon related. And watching the two a few seats down only supported this false assumption. But, that was why he was attending the DMWA. To learn about the Soul, become more attuned with his own and do his part in the school. He wasn't so convinced at first, but now that he was here, he was ready.<br/><br/><em>"I HAVE TO USE THE BATHROOM!"</em><br/><br/>He hadn't quite noticed the pink haired student, Eleanor if he'd heard right, rise from her seat and begin making her way down the stairs. After all, he had been quite distracted by the scarf-clad student a seat down. However, when Eleanor's fiery Meister partner so grandly and so suddenly announced that he was going to the bathroom, Jack jumped at the sudden yell and cringed in annoyance as he slowly turned his head in Adell's direction and watched him climb out of the window. His eyes widened slightly, but soon narrowed as he looked back to Roxi with annoyed expression. "...That guy knows this is the third floor, right" He sighed softly and shook his head.<em>Asshat.</em><br/><br/>After all was said and done, he'd set the ID badge back in Roxi's hand, his eyes momentarily widening as their fingers grazed and sent a shock through the two of them. It was similar to the very first time he'd tapped into his own wavelength, but much different. When his fist had collided that...thing he'd fought, it was like a violent explosion at the tips of his knuckles. This, however, was something he hadn't felt then, something warm and tingly that traveled into his very core. He didn't turn away like Roxi had. Instead, he played the feeling off, letting his widened eyes shut a moment as he closed his hand and set it in his pocket. When he'd opened his eyes once more, Roxi was looking his way, with her head resting on her hands.<br/><br/>"How'd I get here..." He repeated to himself, propping his chin up on his hand, anchoring his elbow on his desk. "The short version? I moved here from out of town town...I'll save the long version for another time." He said with smile. "Like outside of class...Maybe we could get together when you're free? 'Cuz I'd like to talk a bit more myself."