<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/136b3636-f240-4e32-95be-3a4eb48eec8f_zps75fde6a4.jpg)</div>Name: Jackson D. Blum<br/>Location: DWMA Classroom<br/>Tagging: Roxi Reed<br/><hr/><br/>"Well, great. It's a date then."He answered in that voice of his, that odd mixture of gruff and smooth that made him sound cool and calm as he further tested the waters of this new relationship. Jack masked an wide inward grin with a warm, relaxed smile. Maybe it wasn't a proper date, maybe it was, but either way he was glad that Roxi was down for it and was already looking forward to it himself. He had no preconceived notions of what should come out of this, but he hoped rather strongly that something would spark between them. A weapon partnership would be fantastic! After all, there was no way he could move very far forward in this school without a weapon partner. But that wasn't his sole reason for asking her on this date, not at all. Maybe it could result in the blooming of a strong friendship between the two, or maybe something a little more than that would come out of it. Her presence didn't quite effect him in as profound a way as his did her, but that pull, that strong, pleasant attraction still tugged at him, and he couldn't help but entertain thoughts of a<em>stronger</em>relationship between them.<br/><br/>When Roxi warned him about Professor Stein and turned away from him, Jack only shrugged as he looked her way. He couldn't help but treat himself just one more little peek at her, this time letting her appearance sink in a bit more than he had previously allowed. Ignoring her more striking features, the electric blue and black hair and flowing pink scarf (which he still found ridiculously cool), he took note of the otherwise dark colors of her outfit as his gaze began to wander her shapely form. His eyes traveled slowly along her curves, showed off by her formfitting black jeans. His cheeks darkened into the slightest shade of red as his view shifted from her hips, up to her green and black sweater-like top, which teased him with a thin slit that just barely exposed a bit of cleavage. When his view brushed over her plump, pink lips and back up to her eyes, he swallowed and shifted in his seat a little as well, quietly clearing his throat as he forced several images from his head and tried to focus on the situation at hand.<br/><br/>A spot for her in his lap was beginning to sound better with ever passing minute.<br/><br/>"Pizza sounds pretty good, actually..." He absently muttered, looking her way out the corner of his eye. "First year student. I'm required to spend this year in the dorms. I'll have plenty of opportunities to try out the food here, ya know? So, let's go with the Pizza..."  He flashed a smile her way, though his expression neutralized as his eyes slowly wandered away from her and towards the empty front of the classroom. The eager thoughts of their little date were beginning to stir up a little doubt in him. His mind went back to Adelle and Eleanor, the forming of their partnership. They had declared themselves partners and then ran off...but the more he thought about it, the more questions he had.<em>There's no way.</em>He thought.<em>There's no way it's that easy.</em>He didn't know for sure, but something told him this wasn't going to be so simple. His eyes moved back over to Roxi, looking over her with more of that curiosity that had been rolling around inside him for some time now.<em>There's gotta be more to it...right?<br/></em><br/>"Hey, Roxanna...er...Roxi...whichever you're cool with, eheheh..." His voice somehow seemed even lower now, distant as he rummaged through his own thoughts. "Weapon and Meister partnerships...it's not just a verbal thing, is it? I mean....it can't be as simple as those two made it look. Those two that left..."<br/><br/>"....and what's so bad about volunteering in this class? Professor Stein doesn't seem like such a nasty dude..."