<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQboLyRhv87q2dV7lyxqjrb-QHbjw7vXPA9NxY2GnblMpQE3nv3rQ)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Willum Wildfang<br/><strong>Team:</strong>Clay Dewclaw<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dorm rooms, then to Chemistry<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Chemistry Class<br/><br/>"Anytime," Willum replied cheerfully.  "Though I don't get how they can make a coat where the sleeves are too long but the front is a bit too tight.  I don't think they make lab coasts for different genders."<br/>Willum shrugged, "Anyways, hi Gwen, you can call me Willum.  I don't really think of myself as a 'Mr.' just yet, and Wildfang is a bit over the top for someone like me.  That's the kind of name for someone who walks around in leather or denim jackets with their sleeves torn off and a crazy hair style.  I just have bed head."<br/><br/>Being able to pair a name to her distinctive hair colour stirred a memory from yesterday, and Willum snapped his fingers in recollections.<br/>"Hey, I remember you from the combat trials yesterday.  You had the transforming weapon, the harpoon that turned into a three-section staff with a built-in firearm.  It was pretty impressive."<br/>He remembered being impressed by the vast array of weapons employed by the applicants.  Some of them had been particularly complicated, and Willum had learned a lot in regards to being prepared for potential surprises.  He had experience with defending against a variety of weapons, but what he had seen had shown him that there was still much more to learn.  Which to him, was an excellent thing.  Gwen's weapon had been particularly interesting, and while as an accomplished martial artist he could tease out how he would use it, Gwen had used hers in ways he wouldn't have thought possible at the time.<br/><br/>"I thought you did pretty good yesterday, and I guess I was right since you're here.  You were really moving it when dueling against Professor Armina, and it looked me like you had a lot of experience using your weapon.  I have some weapon training, but yours is pretty complex and," Willum lifted up his hands and wiggled his fingers, "I like sticking with these myself.  So is your semblance speed?  I could just barely track you near the last bit."