<br/><strong>Name: Enya Horowitz </strong><br/><strong>Location: Combat class </strong><br/><strong>Tagging: Vasili Ilari, Team Wild Marmet</strong><br/><br/>Apparently none of the Horowitz sisters was actually paying attention to Vasili at the time. Armina was too busy preparing the combat simulation, while Enya was trying to talk her out of it. And then the snoring happened.<br/><br/>Enya didn’t say a thing. She just took her braided leather whip and approached the sleeping mercenary without trying to particulary walk silently. Click-clack, everybody in the training room heard the distinguishable sound of her heels, which echoed between the four walls.<br/><br/>There was a silent “woosh” before the whip’s tail hit Vasili’s rear, the impact no doubt being softened by his winter gear. Even so, the leather was sturdy enough to cut through the fabric and leave a wicked red line on his skin which was the main cause for Enya’s subtle and quick smile. She leaned to grab him by the ear, the same one she did before in the kitchen, and pulled him up on his feet.<br/><br/>“This is NOT how to start a combat simulation.” she said to the students matter-of-factly, while her eyes were still locked on Vasili. “And this is why is better to become a full-pledged Hunter rather than a lazy mercenary.” She gave Vasili’s tiger ear one more twist before letting it go.<br/><br/>“I’m sorry, sister. This was a mistake. I shouldn’t have brought him here in the first place.”<br/>Enya’s features remained as sculptural as always, but her sister could tell that she was boiling with rage inside. She knew what awaited the mercenary later that day.<br/><br/><strong>Name: Armina Horowitz </strong><br/><strong>Location: Combat class</strong><br/><strong>Tagging: Team Wild Marmet </strong><br/><br/>Even though it looked like Armina paid no attention to Mori’s successful hits on the Ursa dummy, the combat teacher was attentive to every detail. There was certainly a great difference between his first attempt and now. Armina remembered the potential she saw in him on his combat entrance exam and it pissed her off to see such lack of initiative. Of course, the mere fact that she had to give Mori a second chance did not raise him as a student in her eyes. If she were a good teacher, Armina would have probably praised the kid for his achievement in front of anyone. But she was always a better fighter than anything else and didn’t want him slacking off  or taking it easy just because of one encouragement.<br/><br/>“Under the circumstances…. class dismissed” she said sending the gear rack back into place with one push of a button.  “Head to the dormitories and take your rooms into possession. Prepare your bodies for the next combat class with plenty of exercises and a good rest. My grandmother moves better than all of you.”<br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name: Luna Mauve</strong><br/><strong>Team: Clay Dewclaw </strong><br/><strong>Location: T’s classroom</strong><br/><strong>Tagging: Willum Wildfang, Professor T</strong><br/><br/>Luna was just as happy with the comment she got from Miss T as the rest of the students. Taking the medicine kit and “The Beginning Healer's Handbook" the teacher gave each and everyone of them, she moved back to her seat and hurried to open the manual, just to see how many pages the first chapter had.  It was fairly descriptive and with various explanatory pictures for which she was quite grateful.  The med-kit had nothing new for her, although Luna preferred to rely on her Semblance for most of the injuries she or her friends had to deal with before, she was cautious enough to understand that basic first-aid knowledge saved lives.<br/>She had to admit that Willum’s suggestion was good. Having to snap her own shoulder out of place or any of her classmates doing that sounded dreadful enough even if Luna had no fear of failing the written test. She would do her best on helping the others pass it as well.<br/><br/>“Indeed. If anyone wishes to pair up with me I’ll be more than glad to…” her voice faded slightly at the end, once she realized she drew attention to herself once more. Luna hoped that someone else would continue the conversation or switch the subject altogether.<br/>