<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/wCJyKsi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Welkin Graham<br/><strong>Team:</strong>WMTT<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Armina's class<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>WMTT, Armina,<br/><br/>Having seen the changing demeanor of the combat teacher, Welkin quickly looked to her and seemed puzzled for a moment. Not one to dwell on such a predicament though he quickly gave her a nod and a faint smile. “Thank you, Armina. I can’t promise I won’t disappoint, but I will do my absolute best.” And that would be that. Whether or not he lived up to being a leader, he was going to act the part and let his allies determine whether or not he was the part. But at the prospect of challenging a teacher and a...mercenary, he quickly began to form plans in his head. Split the teams off into two – Mori and Tamika dealing with one, Tahira backing him up against the other. As he moved for some spare dust to reload hope, he flicked it into shotgun form, the weapon flowing seamlessly from blade to gun as he held it in his grip. “Is this wise?” he would briefly ask – believing that such a such a thing was well... unwise. Mercenaries at best brought to mind ‘unscrupulous, advantageous, leeching money grubbing parasites’ to mind, and why did the school even keep one around? Would it not be better to have a dedicated warrior instead of one who cared about pay and where he would get his next meal?<br/><br/>But when Enya caught on to the man slacking off, it seemed she shared some agreement with Welkin even if he stated nothing. While the act was almost enough to make him laugh he stifled it in the back of his throat, lips pursed for a moment as he averted his gaze. Armina quickly dismissed them, with Tamika and Mori quickly disappearing. He quickly said nothing about the rest of what happened, leaving with Armina somehow, and even more oddly feeling a lack of intimidation from her. “I’m heading there now. I’ll get my team into some sort of shape, come tomorrow we’ll properly see if Wild Marmet sinks or swims. But I don’t intend to let my team fail.” He bowed his head to her, and didn’t back off as he felt her hand on his shoulder. He did head off though, blade still folded into gun mold as he placed it on his back, holstering it. Walking to the dorm he opened the door and smiled at the others, waving as he approached. “Hey, I uh – hope i’m not interrupting but I just wanted to say that was a great job on our first class. It wasn’t what i’d call normal between Enya and whats his name...” Welkin wasn’t even impressed enough by the slobbish merc to even remember his name if it had been said. “And it was our first time as a ‘team’ but Tamika, you did great on the dummy as did you Mori. While we only have about half an hour, I just wanted to introduce myself since I think we’ll all need to know eachother.”<br/><br/>Welkin took a short breath, fingers curling as he flexed his hands slightly to relax. “Welkin Graham. I’m from Schwarz, family of chefs and bakers. So, tonight around dinner I was hoping to cook forour team. No better way to bond than sharing a meal, right?” At least, Welkin hoped the others saw it that way.