<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/986826-bigthumbnail_zpsbc53c8f6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gwen Albion<br/><strong>Team:</strong>Ghast<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Chemistry room<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Willum, Professor West, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Gwen's ears burned when Willum drew attention to her lab coat fitting oddly.  How the hell was she supposed to know why some dumbass had decided to make a unisex coat when men and women's body shapes were so distinctly dissimilar?  It wasn't like it was all that obvious, unless someone shouted to the entire class about it.<br/><br/>Despite the embarrassment she was feeling, Gwen simply shrugged and let the moment pass.<strong>"Yeah, I'm not in the habit of calling people my own age, "mister","</strong>she informed her partner.  When he mentioned his bed head, she replied<strong>"it looks kind of cute in a <em>wild</em> way,"</strong>and added a wink.<br/><br/>Her seemingly permanent smile grew when Willum claimed he remembered her from the day before.  She momentarily wondered if he had only paid attention to her because of her weapon or if he'd been paying attention for another reason.  Maybe, if he was willing to train with her, they could go through some grappling moves, she thought.<strong>"Thanks, I call her Ascalon.  I designed her myself,"</strong>she shared.<br/><br/>She couldn't contain her smile, it stretched from ear to ear, as she heard Willum continue on about her duel with Professor Armina.<strong>"I learned a lot from the Professor.  I thought I was fast, but she was keeping up with me without a Semblance, yesterday.  I couldn't believe it.  I can't wait until her class.  Have you had combat class, today, yet?"</strong>She asked with earnest interest.<br/><br/>Her attention was then quickly shifted to Willum's weapons.<strong>"I love gunmetal gray.  It's one of my favorite colors.  And you know how to use yours very effectively.  You demolished those Beowulf, but then when you fought Professor Armina you used a completely different style and combat strategy.  How many styles do you know?  Would you mind teaching me, sometime?"</strong>Gwen asked with a smile as she turned her full attention toward Willum, looking up just slightly, and gazing into his calm blue eyes as she adored his messy "bed hair".<br/><br/>Before she could really lay it on they were interrupted by Doctor Sydney West.<em>What pompous ass makes people call them doctor?</em>Gwen thought and made a mental note to only ever call him Professor West.  The orange haired teen was only distantly paying attention to Professor West.  After all, she and Willum were already at the right station with the right partners, and nobody else's assignments or pairings were of any interest to Gwen.  The teacher wasn't telling her anything she needed to know, at that moment.  In fact, she didn't even know why Chemistry class was a requirement for Huntresses and Huntsmen.<br/><br/>Her gaze quickly shifted from her lab partner to the Professor when she heard him mention something about Loveline.  Had that been directed at her?  She quickly glanced around, to see if anyone else hadn't been paying attention.  She hated being in the front, she had no idea what was happening behind her.  After her quick study she returned her focus to Professor West and the Dust that had been organized on the lab station in front of her.<br/><br/>She may not have been paying attention initially, but when Professor West began claiming that they were in a combat situation, the lecture snared her complete interest.<br/><br/>So, they were supposed to attack this like a battle?  Well, that typically meant feints and caution when you were fighting an unknown adversary.  They needed to gather as much information as quickly as possible with using the least amount of effort.  That, at least, would be what she would do in a fight.  So what did that mean when it came to applying the Dust?<br/><br/>Gwen examined the amount of fire, ice, and electric Dust that they'd been given to see if there could be any sort of clue from how much of each Dust they'd been allotted.  Upon seeing that they were all fairly equal, Gwen turned her attention to her lab partner.<br/><br/><strong>"Any ideas? If too much means something bad happens, either the block goes bye-bye or it looses it's property than we don't want to add too much.  Think we should go low and go slow?"</strong>She pursed her lips and then gave a sidelong glance at their Professor.<strong>"His hint could just be a bluff.  If this is our enemy and he's the one who put this in front of us, that would make him our enemy as well.  Which means, we can't really believe his hint, right?"</strong>