<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/1276306615-ChaceCrawford-an-tu-2.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Sam DeMarco<br/><strong>Alias</strong>Umbra<br/>Tagging: Akiko, Any<br/><hr/><br/>After his own run, Sam settled down to watch some of the other competitors running the course, and see what new and inventive things the faculty could come up with to test them.<br/><br/>"Someone definitely has a thing for sneaky pit traps," he murmured, watching one unfortunate run afoul of the second trap he'd seen. A slightly easy to find pit trap in the floor, jump over it and you hit an inverted gravity field that whipped you up into the ceiling and into presumably something even nastier hidden in the roof.<br/><br/><em><strong>Yes, but we know to watch out for those now. The easy to find ones are meant to conceal something trickier.</strong></em><br/><br/>"Yeah. Of course, sometimes they won't."<br/><br/><em><strong>They won't?</strong></em><br/><br/>"Nope. You get predictable, you lose. So whoever our trapmeister is, they'll get sneakier with their secondaries, and sometimes leave no secondary so you overthink things, or get cocky and run into a triple-layered trap instead."<br/><br/><em><strong>Hmmm. Sneaky. I like it.</strong></em><br/><br/>As he watched, another applicant slowly fell from one of the climbing frames and laned with a thud on the padding below.<br/><br/>"What happened to them?"<br/><br/><em><strong>Contact poison on the ropes. I smelt it on the one I went through.</strong></em><br/><br/>Sam arched an eyebrow in surprise at that one. "That's a lot faster acting than anything I've heard of before."<br/><br/><em><strong>We are being watched. </strong></em><br/><br/>"Well, yeah, that's not really surprising. I haven't seen anyone else quite like us around, so people are going to be curious."<br/><br/><em><strong>I dislike it. Will they stop watching if I dismember a few?</strong></em><br/><br/>Sam closed his eyes and shook his head slowly. "I suspect they'd stop watching and we'd be fighting off half the faculty thirty seconds later. We can't just go around maiming everyone that is annoying. We're here to make a good impression. Wholesale slaughter is a bad impression. Come on, let's go mingle."<br/><br/><em><strong>Go that way.</strong></em><br/><br/>Sam felt his head turn towards the left, where some of the competitors were chatting after their runs, or winding down from them. "Why that way?"<br/><br/><em><strong>Because the faith stink thing is the other way, and if it is over there, I want to be somewhere else. Or else I might have to kill and eat it. Or maybe just kill it. A bit.</strong></em><br/><br/>"Right, no problem, this a way it is," Sam replied, heading in the direction Malcarion had wanted. He came up beside a woman in a tech suit and raised a hand in greeting as he got to casual conversational distance. "Hey, how's it going? You get a good run?"