<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/e3VBMAf.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Caden Walker<br/><strong>Team:</strong>Clay Dewclaw<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Healing Arts Classroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Professor T & Team Dewclaw<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"That's a question for you to answer, not me."</strong><br/><br/>Caden raised an eyebrow, slightly confused, not expecting that kind of a response from a professor. While Caden was in combat school, he had grown accustomed to professors teaching in black and white. Something was either right or wrong and there was no in-between. Perhaps Caden wasn't confused by Tajeddigt's response, but maybe a little surprised and unaccustomed to her methods. On top of that, he had heard how different Professor T was and, if the classroom and bongo playing didn't give it away, the way she spoke definitely did. Silently making his way over to his desk, Caden sat down quietly as he continued to listen to 'T' speak.<br/><br/><strong>"So! I am Professor Trajeddigt. Or just 'T', like that sappy drink your folk make."</strong>Caden couldn't help but smile at the professor's joke, whether it was intentional or not. Caden watched as 'T' made her way to her desk in a very odd manner, walking backwards the entire time. Caden was half tempted to yell out to make sure she didn't run into anything, only to be slightly amazed at the professor's maneuverability.<strong>"And it is my task to teach you all how to handle yourselves when you are injured."</strong>Caden nodded silently to himself. That much, he already assumed.<br/><br/><strong>"I will also be teaching you the valuable skill of avoiding injury. An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure, after all."</strong>Caden casually adjusted his eye-patch, something he usually did when he thinking.<em>"It makes sense that Trajeddigt is teaching all of us how to become better in the art of healing."</em>Caden thought to himself as he made the final adjustments to his eye-patch.<em>"But avoiding injury...?"</em>Caden glanced around the exotic looking room, looking at each of his teammates briefly before finally focusing on 'T'.<em>"...wouldn't that be better suited for combat class?"</em>Caden was beginning to zone out, when 'T' decided to display her flexibility by reaching into one of her drawers.<br/><br/>Honestly, it was an impressive display of pliability while at the same time, being a little disturbing. Thinking back to his last thought, maybe that was why Trajeddigt was teaching "How to Avoid Being Hit 101".<strong>"Tick tock! Quick, <em>you</em>,"</strong>As soon as 'T' said "<em>you</em>", Caden made eye contact with the professor. Or, at least what he thought were her eyes. Taken back by the sudden change in pace, Caden sat up in his chair and listened.<strong>"How does what I just say correspond to yesterday's physical exam?"</strong><em>"Oh, that's an ea-"</em>Caden's thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a<strong>"Seven."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Seven?"</strong>Caden said out loud, not entirely sure as to what 'T' was talking about.<strong>"Six"</strong>Caden's eyes slightly widened as he realized what the numbers were for. He was being timed. Taking a deep breath in, Caden relaxed, silently leaning back in his chair. He had no problem recollecting yesterday's event, since it was possibly one of the weirdest/oddest things that he had ever experienced. Besides the basic checkup, 'T' made Caden perform a bunch of stretches, a lot of which seemed unimportant or impossible to do. Nodding to himself in affirmation, Caden knew, more or less, what the answer was. Sitting up straight, Caden smiled as he began speaking.<br/><br/><strong>"The best way to deal with an injury is to not get injured at all."</strong>Caden spoke, pausing a bit before quickly realizing 'T' wasn't stopping the countdown.<strong>"The best way not to get injured is to avoid being hit. That's why you wanted to see how we could perform different stretches."</strong>Caden continued.<strong>"It was to gauge our flexibility and maneuverability. The more flexible we are, there is less of a chance of us being hit."</strong>Caden said before leaning back into his seat once more.<strong> "Which is good. You said it yourself Professor 'T'; An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure."</strong>He concluded, waiting for 'T' to finish her countdown.<br/>