<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>Everyone in the Chemistry class<br/><hr/><br/>After hearing instructions from Professor West, Gwen began to move toward where the lab coats hung.  A loud thump behind her made her react quickly, ever battle ready, and she spun to assess the situation and figure what had happened.  When she saw a boy on the ground, her eyes narrowed and she quickly looked for the culprit who'd pushed or tripped him ready to give a verbal admonishing.  Her look quickly turned puzzled when she didn't see a likely perpetrator and her gaze returned to Mori Koji.  This was an Academy that taught Huntsmen and Huntresses, he surely hadn't fallen on his own, she thought.<br/><br/>Seeing that the kid was uninjured, she decided not to bring any more attention to the mishap.  Besides, his teammates were already checking on him.<br/><br/>Willum caught her attention when he said her last name and Gwen couldn't help but smile,<strong>"It's Gwen."</strong><br/><br/>Willum had been done really well against both the Beowulfs and Professor Armina the day before and he was the owner of the gunmetal grey gun gauntlets, which he was wearing even now.  Gwen couldn't help but feel excited that she was paired up with him.  She'd seen him move through three, and maybe a fourth, fighting style when he'd faced Professor Armina and Gwen couldn't help but wonder if he would be willing to train with her.<br/><br/>Her cheeks and ears felt warm when Willum said he'd get her a lab coat and then began to measure her up.<strong>"Uh... okay"</strong>She said before she glanced around the room and wondered if anyone else had heard that.<br/><br/>As Willum went to get their coats, Gwen silently walked to the station the professor had pointed out, while her mind raced with possibilities.  What if he picks something way too small?  What if he gets something too big?  What does it mean if he gets it just right?<br/><br/>A few moments later Willum had returned and tossed her a white coat, which she caught effortlessly.  She complied to his insistence of putting on the coat.  She slipped her arms into the sleeves and shrugged the coat onto her shoulders.  The sleeves were only slightly too long, nothing she couldn't fix by rolling them up a few inches.  She quickly realized that she couldn't button the coat all the way up and adjusted the fabric so it wasn't so obvious.  She hoped it was okay to wear it as it was.<br/><br/>She shot Willum an appreciative smile,<strong>"Thanks."</strong>