Who: Sparx Larsa<br/>For: Open<br/>Where: At the top of the mountain and wishing he was dead.<br/>When: Early Afternoon, Sunday<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/3635/sparxlarsa.jpg)</div><hr/><br/>Sparx was down, but not out. His eyes were closed and his breathing was quiet, but he was very much awake. Listening. He listened to Shizuru-sama speak of many things. It fascinated him to learn that this bamboo forest was apart of her memories and not physically present. Magic was always a interesting and tricky concept. Sparx used to be afraid of magic because he didn't understand it, but it wasn't until his first year at Pandora did he learn more about it, and then he realized, magic is just another form of technology. It just uses mystical energy instead of electrical energy, but both magic and technology can be used for the same thing. Technology, like magic, can heal and destroy. It can even create illusions just like this one.<br/><br/>He listened to the teacher speak of the responsibilities Sparx would have as the leader, and this is where he listened very closely. Just like a regular leader, he would be partially responsible for every single student in the class. He would be held to a higher standard than all the other students when it comes to character, strength, and attitude, but he would also be privileged to Shizuru-sama's information and act as a representative between her and the rest of the class.<br/><br/>This was going to suck.<br/><br/>How in the world did anyone, especially the demoness, expect him to succeed with such responsibility? Sparx never had to lead anything but mindless Videogame NPCs. And even then, if he made a mistake, there was always a reset, or a previous load to regenerate. This was real life: no reset buttons, no cheat codes, no strategy guides. If he made a mistake it was all on him, no, it was on everybody. He sighed. ~There's no way I can do this...~ But then Shizuru-sama mentioned teams. Sparx's eyes widened when he heard the news. He even picked himself up off the ground like a struggling weakling and sat up to pay more attention. She would be dividing the students up into teams? Sparx could do that. He was good at that type of thing.<br/><br/>Fire Emblem is a unique jRPG where your characters actually had unique personality types. On top of that, if you found the right combinations, they could strengthen their relationships with each other, thus increasing their overall battle performance whenever close to one-another. Finally, something he had experience in! Sparx could go over his logs of the students and pair them up based on their strengths, weaknesses, and personality types. If Shizuru-sama allowed him this duty, it'd be the first official thing he does as class lead. He knew he just had to do it now. Once the teacher left, Sparx would be off to work on his newest project.<br/><br/>That was when Henrick appeared, with a flat congratulations and offering his assistance whenever Sparx needed it. The tech-nerd looked up at the tall boy. Both of their emotions were flat now. Sparx didn't know if this was his way of praising his tough efforts, or a sarcastic way of expressing his hatred for the fragile young student. The swordsman then stepped off announcing his need to beat the living shit out of something, possibly so that he wouldn't take his aggression out on Sparx later. ~I'll have to make  note to stay away from that one. He'll slice me in half without a second thought if he knew he wouldn't get in trouble for it... Maybe I should just go home.~<br/><br/>Oh, wait. One more thing...<br/><br/>Struggling to his feet, Sparx rose to standing. His new outfit hung over his right shoulder and, slowly, he made his way over to Siren. He stopped just a few feet in front of the tiny little devil-girl and offered her a sincere smile. "Hey... Siren..." He was pretty nervous, considering he didn't make a habit of talking to girls, much less anyone, much less demon girls! Still, he knew what he needed to do. "I wanted... to thank you... for helping me out... back there. I wouldn't have been motivated to do my best if... if it wasn't for you, so thanks... a lot." He was so exhausted from the trek, but he didn't want to pass out before thanking the demon girl, even though he expected she probably hated him like the rest of the students. He was a weak and pathetic excuse for a human, yet despite all the effort everyone put in to make it up the hill, he was crowned the leader. Any competitor would hate that, and he wouldn't blame Siren if she never wanted to talk to him again. Oh well... her breasts felt pretty nice on his back. At least he had that memory.<br/><br/>"You too, Yumi." He commented on the now fully-clothed red-head. "I think your persistence and high-energy rubbed off on me some." Plus when she almost fell in to him, he had a really nice view of that sweet ass. That also provided a nice boost to his energy levels and was probably the reason why he was able to push himself to the top. "So thanks... to you as well." Another sincere smile. He was a little depressed on the inside, though. Today really was starting to look like he'd make friends this semester, but it seemed now that he was more distant from everyone now then ever before. He truly felt like nobody would want to even attempt to hang out with him now. This was going to be another truly lonely year. Still, it was nice to exchange a few words with the people he met today. That just proved he was doing a little better to come out of his shell.