<div class="floatright">(http://i62.tinypic.com/330z2o0.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Name:</strong> Sparx Larsa<br/><strong>Location:</strong> FREEDOM!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zenobia</div><br/><br/><br/>Sweet light and air! Oh how he'd never appreciated them like he did now. Breathing a heavy sigh of relief, he relaxed himself and leaned more comfortably against Zenobia. It was then that he realized he was still holding on to her and a red line crossed his nose. "O-oh!" he stammered nervously as he climbed off from her back. Carefully, he made sure he wouldn't fall back into the pit as well as making sure he didn't prick himself on one of her spines. Once his feet touched the floor he breathed a sigh of relief. As relaxed as he was, he hadn't caught on to the fact that his partner's claws were itching for the professors' flesh until the mood had already settled.<br/><br/>It was a heavy cloud that sent a chill across his skin colder than the depths of the pit. With shaky eyes, he looked towards the Manticore after her words lashed from her tongue. He swallowed hard. His attention now hesitantly drifting to the teachers. He'd hoped, for their sake, they had a good answer. Not too shockingly, however, they seemed to have one. Sparx wasn't exactly excited to be apart of this Spearhead operation. His fears were replaced by a quiet depression that set in once the voice of Snugel transformed into that of his father. They definitely seemed to be identical in the way they gave their speeches. Both always seemed to find a way to put Sparx in the forefront when he wanted nothing more than to hang in the back. He sighed heavily and dropped his head. There wasn't much he could do at this point but await is slow and agonizing death at the hands of social pressure and militaristic training tactics. Such was his fate the moment his mother gave birth to him.<br/><br/>On the other hand, Zenobia still seemed ready to tear the both of them to ribbons. As much as that might help the both of them for the short term, in the long run, that might not be so much of a benefit. Attempting to appear as unmoved as possible, Sparx turned to his partner and spoke with a dismissive tone meant for the professors. "I wouldn't even bother with them..." He said with a dismissive wave. "Why make a big scene over such an easy test? We'll pass everything they throw at us, and then some. See how they like that." If he wasn't so self-conscious, he might have awarded himself some cool points for that. Trying to be cool barely scraped against his mind. He just wanted to deescalate his partner and get out of this class as soon as possible. "Since we're dismissed, how about with find something that's actually worth our time."<br/>