<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/RobertHeadshot.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Robert Strauss<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Ultimate<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Student / Senior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Tech Hall in Ms Cooper's Classroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ms Cooper, Molly, Everyone<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Robert watched as one by one, the students spoke of their abilities and some even showed them.  Robert stood when it was his turn and scratched the back of his head as he spoke nervously.  He wasn't really the type to show off, at least not on purpose.  He glanced at Molly and then at the class as a whole as he stood at the head of the room.<br/><br/><strong>"Well... I apparently have the potential of being the greatest fighter the world has ever seen.  Not my words, mind you... so don't go painting me as an egomaniac.  Apparently there's some mystical entity that thought I would be suitable to be the 'avatar' of human fighting.  Like melee stuff.  I've been imbued with the knowledge and skill of every human who ever fought in the history of mankind.  I can't fire a gun to save my life, but I can use swords, staffs, polearms, axes, you name it, along with all the hand to hand stuff.  I um... my mind is still learning to cope with all that knowledge, so I'm not as good as I could become."</strong><br/><br/>One of the students in the back of the class spoke up.<br/><br/><strong>"Yeah, but you're still good enough to kick the Wolf's ass!"</strong><br/><br/>The class erupted in laughter.  One of the other students smirked.<br/><br/><strong>"Dude, don't let the Wolf hear you say that."</strong><br/><br/>Robert blushed a bit.  He didn't mean to school the hand to hand teacher in the middle of class.  It just happened.  These idiots were making a far bigger deal out of it then it was.  He looked toward the teacher and gave her a small smile.<br/><br/><strong>"Umm... I'd rather not demonstrate.  Can I sit down now?"</strong>