<div class="floatleft">(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/299/1/e/_volug__by_lexical_phobia-d31l6l7.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Eden Klawgre & Lynn Miller<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Pit<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>One-another<br/><br/><br/><br/>As Eden ascended to the top, the hairs on the back of his neck prickled lightly. His animalistic senses picked up on something that could possibly be dangerous. It would be difficult for him to stop his upward moment given the fact that he could not use his arms. As he approached the door to the surface, the heat seemed to intensify. Could the door itself be the source of the heat? He wondered how sturdy the door could be? He could transform into his wolf form and smash through, but this cavern would barely be able to contain his monstrous form.<br/><br/>Lynn held on tightly to her partner. It was amazing he could jump so high while carrying her. It was even more amazing that he was literally climbing the walls by jumping from one to another. Monsters seemed to become more awesome the longer she remained close to them. Still, something seemed off. Her partner, Eden, was slowing down. Was he becoming tired? Was her weight a burden on him? She looked up and could actually see the doorway to the surface. How were they going to get through, she wondered. Maybe Eden was thinking the same. If he had the use of his hands, he could possibly open it.<strong>"Eden."</strong>Her voice shook from the sensation of bouncing from wall to wall.<strong>"I'll hold on to you so you can use your hands."</strong>Specks of fear colored her words as they were spoken. If she couldn't hold on tight enough she might fall. Something told her that he'd definitely catch her, but still. Lynn couldn't let that fear cause her to be a burden, however. Monsters may be amazing, but humans can be pretty cool sometimes as well.<br/><br/>Wrapping her arms tightly around his neck and shoulders, she held on tightly so that when he let her go, she would be able to support herself. There was still the pull of fear gripping her chest, but so long as she pinned herself against her partner, she could ignore it.<br/><br/>Eden felt somewhat concerned about this plan. He worried he might drop his partner into the abyss. Still, this was her wish. He would not allow her bravery to be in vein. He would perform to her expectations and they would escape this darkness together. In one final bound, Eden pushed himself to the wall closest to the door's latch. Removing his left arm from beneath her legs, he reached out and gripped a rough part of the wall. Feet in place, he held himself steady. Her legs dangled, but his right arm was still wrapped tightly around her body. He held her close. The warmth from the door could not compare to the warmth he felt from her body against his own.<strong>"Are you comfortable?"</strong><br/><br/>Lynn responded with a silent nod. She could hardly get over how powerful he was. He didn't seem hindered by her in the slightest. Still as calm and serene as ever.<br/><br/><strong>"I will be letting go now."</strong>As he spoke, he felt another nod from his partner. He could sense her fear, but respected her bravery. Carefully, he loosened his grip around her, then removed his arm from her back. She hung against him suspended from his neck like a medallion. Now, with a free hand, he carefully waved it beneath the door. Most of the heat seemed to emanate from the metal latch. He wondered if that was the only heated area. Feeling the rest of the door he realized it was the same texture as the classroom's floor. With barely any hesitation, a powerful fist punched clean through and light from the outside spilled into the pit. With strong hands, he ripped away at the floor until the hole was large enough for their two bodies to fit through.<br/><br/>He shifted himself closer to the wall of the pit so that when he gripped the outside edge, it would be the floor instead of more of the trap door. The last thing he wanted was to fall back in.<strong>"We are leaving now."</strong>The wolf-man calmly spoke as he used both hands to grip the wall.<strong>"Hold on tightly."</strong>At this point, scaling the exit hole was effortless. He made sure there was a comfortable distance between Lynn and the wall so she wouldn't scrape against any sharp pieces of floor.<br/><br/>As they ascended, Lynn's lungs absorbed the fresh oxygen of the outside world. She'd gained a new appreciation for the surface. As they climbed out, her foot found solid floor and a smile exploded across her face. She stood up, and also assisted her partner in any way she could.<strong>"That was awesome!"</strong>She bounced a little from the excitement. How lucky was she to have a partner like him.<br/><br/>Eden offered a warm expression as he steadied himself. He knew that if his eyes fell upon the professors, he might never smile again. His ears picked up on another pair of students hauling themselves from the depths: The Lamia and her human. They'd actually beaten him to the surface. A bit of disappointment flashed upon his countenance. It was shameful to think he was caught off guard by the trap door. His quest to be the best was off to a rocky start at best. He would need to improve if he were to claim his destiny as this class's Alpha.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i62.tinypic.com/330z2o0.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Name:</strong> Sparx Larsa<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Pit Of Despair!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zenobia</div><br/><br/>Something seemed odd about the trap door as they approached it. Things felt a tad... warmer? Instantly, Sparx remembered the many fire drills his father would randomly enact while he lived with his parents.<em><strong>"Always check the doors before you open them! If the fire's on the other side it'll blow up in your face and cook you alive!"</strong></em>Definitely effective words when you're speaking to a six-year-old. Now in a nervous panic, Sparx didn't know what to do. "I don't think smashing through would be a good idea..." Then again... would the professors really try to cook them alive. Even with the deadly fall, the floor was cushioned. He had to remember this was just the first exercise. They couldn't possibly attempt to kill them off so early.<br/><br/>Using his data pad's light, he scanned over the door above them. It seemed light enough for Zenobia to tear through it. With her claws, she could probably tear through an armored tank. The young man could feel the heat wafting from the metal latch. Holding on to his partner tightly, he adjusted his arms so that he could switch to a thermometer app. Holding the pad up to the latch, he waited a few moments while the virtual mercury rose to a dangerous degree. "Definitely not touching that..." He muttered as he pulled the pad away.<br/><br/>Thinking carefully, he came up with a solid game plan that was bound to succeed. "On second thought. Go ahead and tear through it." He was putting a lot of stock in the professor's not having malicious intent. Perhaps Sparx could have devised a more sophisticated plan, but he didn't want to force Zenobia to carry him any longer. Sometimes the quickest option would be the best. If anything happened, they could always retreat and regroup. It was time to get out of here!