<div class="floatright">(http://orig03.deviantart.net/02cc/f/2013/100/0/7/lars_alexandersson_by_ultramarineandwhite-d613ous.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sigurd Thomas<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Aurelia<br/><hr/><br/>Sigurd’s eyes would probably never remain at normal width around this girl. She was so far full of surprises. He saw the way her eyes lit up and face glowed with enthusiasm when he allowed her to inspect his weapon, and he couldn’t help but wonder if he had made a mistake.<br/><br/>At her first evaluation, he replied, “Yeah, it packs a lot of punch.”<br/><br/><strong>Oh, if I could only get into a lab with this.</strong><br/><br/>His brows curiously rose at that statement. “Are you a weaponsmith?”<br/><br/>Oh the possibility of finding one…he could use her to make him a bomb big enough to level this place. She wouldn’t even know. Already he was getting ideas to go about fooling her. He figured that she was done inspecting it when she pushed it back toward him and he slung the canister back around to his back.<br/><br/><strong>Sorry, I…er…get a bit excited when it comes to weaponry. I can’t wait to see you out in the field with it. Did you design it yourself?</strong><br/><br/>Sigurd sheepishly ran a hand back through his hair as he replied, “Heh, if only you knew…No; I didn’t design it. It was given to me by someone important. I’m actually not that great with it. I guess I keep it around because it’s sentimental to me and…well…I need a weapon to be at this school. But I’m willing to get better at it. It can’t be too hard, right?”