<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/fbe3dc873d44c423b7ed4b4c306164dc/tumblr_my8zh2vNY11sojynho1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tahira Atemu.<br/><strong>Team:</strong>Wild Marmet.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Combat Class.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Team members, Armina Horowitz.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Tahira watched as her teammate 'Poet Kid' rushed forward, delivering a powerful strike to the Ursa dummy beside Welkin. Unfortunately, the strike was too messy; completely uncontrolled. It resulted in the dummies retaliation, springing back into place to knock Mori off his feet and back toward the girls. The Faunus cast her gaze down to him, feeling a little embarrassed for him in all honesty, however, she didn't attempt to help him up despite a look of concern flashing across her pretty features. The girl beside her had a bolder approach, however, helping her teammate to his feet before openly defying the professor with her words. The blue hair girl flushed, feeling somewhat drawn in to the matter; yes, she didn't particularly agree with the woman's methods, but this was only supposed to be an exercise to make them better individually, gauge their ability and introduce each other to their different fighting style and weapons. Tahira didn't speak, instead, she just cast her glance away from everybody in the room, looking downward to the right.<br/><br/>Was this really what her team was made up of? Loud, opinionated, intimidating, weird individuals? Was she the only sane one to do what was asked of her? Her hands gripped at her daggers, finger nails digging into her palms lightly as she tried to understand what each of them were thinking. Their supposed leader, making it harder for the team by making himself the one in need of saving. The other female, speaking up with defiance. And Poet Kid, making a fool of himself by rushing in without any thought of how much power one should apply to his strikes or where the best hit would need to be placed. If this was a real mission, their leader would have offered himself up and subsequently would have been captured by the enemy, leaving his teammates leaderless, the other girl would be questioning the whole thing and the other kid would be getting himself injured by doing something stupid without thinking. The girl closed her eyes, frowning lightly to herself; this was going to be a tough time for her. Tahira sucked in a quiet breath as she turned back to the exercise, her eyes on the teach as she  tried to predict how she would act.