<strong>Name:</strong><strong>"Prince" Reign Uziel Yazarael</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>The DWMA Classroom<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Everyone<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img543.imageshack.us/img543/1369/4dyd.jpg)</div>Once Reign made it outside a smile found its way on his princely face. It was a very bright and sun-filled day with very few clouds drifting past the maddeningly cackling sun; which probably found humor in Gabriel's<del>torture</del>/lesson. Finding a nice and shady spot by a tree, Reign propped his slender build against nature's mooring post, and then returned to quietly reading his book.  Once all the students found their way outside he counted them all to make sure nobody attempted to run away. It seemed as though everyone was ready to try.<br/><br/>Pity.<br/><br/>Just as Reign began to turn the page, he heard Gabriel begin speaking yet again.<em><strong>"How exciting, it seems you are all ready to begin. But how about a little extra motivation? Every team that does not pass in three tries will not only fail... I'll blow you up as well."</strong></em>Reign's hazel eyes flashed with a bit of shock. He couldn't possibly be serious, could he? Then again, if he wasn't then Reign wouldn't have to babysit him. Surely, though, this insane professor wouldn't go around assaulting his students. Though he'd already sent one student to the nurse. That was when Reign watched the man's arm shift into its weapon form. This semi-shift was performed effortlessly and with the same ease as flexing a muscle. The flash of glowing white light shaped itself into an intricately beautiful crossbow, which engulfed the teacher's arm. Once the light parted, the crossbow completely replaced the man's arm and Reign felt a single bead of sweat drip down his neck. He really was serious, wasn't he...?<em><strong>"Now then, who's first?"</strong></em><br/><br/>Nazier and Karina, two of the seniors, were the first selected by the executioner/professor. Of course, Karina, with her supercharged emotions and fear of being on the spot, had a miniature meltdown as soon as they were selected. Reign could already see where this was going, but the pair had no choice now. Step 1: Nazier transformed into his katana-chainsaw form. Step 2: Their resonance began, but it seemed like a solid connection could not be made. Of course, in Karina's panic and fear of failure, she amplified her wavelength to the point where even she could not control it, and when her weapon partner bounced that amplified wave back, the resulting explosion was a magnificent one that left the both of them sparking with discharged energy and smoking in a pile.<br/><br/>Reign shook his head. Out of all the seniors, those two had the most promise. Regardless, they were a solid team even without a soul resonance. One small failure won't hold them back too much. Besides, once Lord Death finds out about this class, he'll probably discount this grade altogether. These students just weren't ready to perform a soul resonance. The next three teams that attempted further proved this fact in their failures. After awhile, the Teacher inside Reign could no longer just stand back and watch. He closed his book and stepped out from the comfort of the tree's shade.<br/><br/><strong>"Trying to force a resonance will only produce instability."</strong>He said with a kind smile.<strong>"You should all focus less on how much power you can generate from a soul resonance, and more on how completely you can synchronize with your partner. Take your time and relax. Trust in the mind, body, and soul of your partner, and even if you fail to fully resonate, each attempt will bring you that much closer as a team."</strong>He turned his attention towards Gabriel with his last statement. It was obvious that the crossbow death-scythe was more accustomed to being an autonomous weapon. Hopefully, he would show more understanding.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Adell Zephyros</strong>(Color =<strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>DWMA Classroom<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Everyone<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div>Eleanor's words were... odd. Actually, it wasn't her words. Her words were pure and kind. They might have even come off as reassuring. Even the way she spoke, it was sincere and understanding, yet even still... there was something there in her words that felt... wrong. He stared at her dumbfounded for a moment as he attempted to. Even so, as soon as he went to speak, he noticed she'd turned and was already conversing with another student; Zetsuga. He watched her with a numb detachment as she spoke with the other student: that smile of hers that warmed his heart seemed void. He studied her as if searching for some invisible leech attached to her back; draining away the high energy he once felt radiating from her. Perhaps the leech was on his back?<br/><br/>He had no words. Silence was his only conversation piece. His eyes caught the motions of other students; doll-like silhouettes in his peripherals shuffling from the classroom and outside to where their next assignment was about to begin. His eyes fixated on them, and that's when Eleanor's words, utters more than a minute ago, finally reached his ears. He hadn't even realized how long it had been since she spoke of their assignment. He was so lost in his own personal void. With Eleanor came warmth; life and energy. But he felt cut off from this for some reason. Her words, which were possibly meant to reassure, only increased the distance his heart felt.<br/><br/>Still, he wanted to believe in miracles. He wanted to believe that his mental stability was waning, and that a sporadic instant would spark life back into their partnership. He constructed a small smirk onto his face. It was not nearly as well constructed as his usual expression. Happiness and warmth, these tools were not available to him at the moment. Still, he worked with what he had. Silently, he proceeded with the ranks of the others exiting the room and, with a weak gesture, beckoned for his partner to follow.<br/><br/>Outside the sun burned his chilled skin. This day was no hotter than any before it, yet the rays of the overbearing sun felt weighted against him. He looked for the bubblegum pink of his partner for comfort, and forced a grateful feeling from her presence. Still, he could find no words to say to her; only his silence and his smile. His eyes left her. He felt ugly in this detached state and wished to prevent infecting her with his insecurities. He decided to take a peak at the other partnerships. His ears, for the most part, were numb to the teacher's instructions. He was able to make out<strong><em>"Pass or Die"</em></strong>, but the full weight of these conditions hung above his head like a suspended elephant.<br/><br/>He watched his friends, Nazier and Karina, as they stepped up to perform a resonance, and their failure was like a flame that set the suspension cord on fire. His utterly surprised eyes turned towards his partner for a moment. One by one, students failed: Each time causing the burning wire that held the elephant above him to weaken.<br/><br/><strong>“Do you think we can do it?”</strong>He said as he looked at his partner. He held his hands out for her, ready for his weapon to transform and synchronize with his wavelength. His fire was not burning anywhere near its normal intensity as his mind was less than focused on the task at hand. Still, he awaited his partner with hope that their resonance would reunite their souls once again. He didn't like feeling alone...