Dante Clearwater - Figured as much<br/><br/><br/>Dante let out of a sigh of disapproval and then shook his head. "My cabin is nuts. I'll be glad to find out who my father is, and get the fuck out of there." He shook his head again, and rolled his eyes. He did manage to get sleep so it wasn't that bad. Kneeling down to balls of his feet he picked at the grass and tossed it in to the wind, not realizing that he might be offending Flora in a way.<br/><br/>"That they do. I'll be out there soon gonna be the best too." He boasted as spoke as if he was already the best. He looked out watching everyone fighting, and grinned. He should probably get out there and try it out, but he knew nothing about holding a sword or swinging it. All he had going for him was his reflexes really. "No? Then I don't think you will make it very far here. I get the feelings that we are going to be using swords a lot here." Dante shrugged and then stood.<br/><br/>"Don't worry though I'll protect you," he grinned and stretched. He patted his stomach as it was full from breakfast. "I won't fault you though. We are who we are." Dante looked up at the sun, and then over to Flora. "You should at least try and train. That way you would be at least able to defend yourself. That or you could root people in place." He laughed and softly nudged Flora. "Either way I suppose you'll be fine. Now that you got me watching your back." Dante spoke as if he could actually match with anyone here, but he couldn't yet any way.