<font color='698AAB'>Anezka nods passively at her grades, and as Mist speaks, she smiles, and extends her own paw, to shake Mists' own. <span style='color:#B69D85'>"Same here, Mist."</span> Anezka then returns her gaze to Yoh, curious, <span style='color:#B69D85'>"Is class over? Or will it continue?"</span></font>
<font color='#810541'>"break of class, time to practice, rest and look over the notes and inprovments i made for the both of you"</font>
<font color='#CCCCCC'>Mist first stretched her wings before she went to go read the notes the Yoh had on the paper. Then when she tried to get up she felt a pain in her leg. Then she remembered when she was cut by the blade. She gave it a close look and a lick to keep it clean.<font color="CCFFFF">Nothing bad.</font> She thought. Then went over to read the paper.</font>
<font color='698AAB'>As he walks away, the child shows a little disappointment in her grades, and while she wasn't exactly keen on showing anyone how she felt, she wasn't old enough to control it. Long-faced, she plods over to her paper, picking up the list of improvements and suggestions he'd written. Sitting down as she reads them, she also stretches her wings. First each seperate finger joint, and claw, then she stretches as far as she can to each side, and above her. Standing again, she also stretches backward, behind her. For such a small 'dragon she really had a rather impressive and gangly-looking wingspan, which someday, she just may grow into.</font>
<font color='#CCCCCC'>After looking over the paper Mist went to look and the other weapons that Yoh had brought out for the class. Mist knew how to use some of them and some she had never seen before. Â <span style='color:CCCCFF'>"Are you going to show us how to use these different weapons?"</span> Mist ask, looking over them all.</font>
<font color='#FF0000'>\\OoC// errrr, would it be too late for my character, Sharie, to join? i guess it is, but u never know lol</font>
<font color='#810541'>00C:never to late...as long as you make a good entrence and excuse -------------------------------- Yes if you want to. which one do you want to learn to use?</font>
<font color='#FF0000'>Sharie ran upto the teacher, panting. "Tyjji E'n lusa, nyshaj halp na og. Tha pyatm's jaulli leca Janardan Academy." She looked up at the teacher, with a look begging for forgiveness in her eyes. She looked over at the other students and smiled, it was sort of her way of saying hi to other 'dragons.</font>
<font color='#FF0000'>Sharie looked confused, she didn't understand much of the modern language, since her parents always talked in Ramathian, she tried to figure out what he said, and got the idea that he said something like she could sit down, and glancing over at the other students, she noticed that they were taking a break so she went over to join them. She felt outcasted, noticing that they were all speaking in the modern language, and sat by herself. She sighed, I suppose I'll ahve to copy what the other student's do. She looked over to them, and sighed again.</font>
<font color='#810541'>"here" he handed her a translation sheet "we mosty only use Ramathian for magic in this class"</font>
<font color='#FF0000'>Sharie glanced down at the sheet, then looked back up at the teacher. "Fank.... yoo" She said nervously, trying her best to read off the sheet.</font>
<font color='#CCCCCC'>Mist heard him say that she could pick he one she wanted to learn. It was a hard choice. It didn’t really matter to her. She moved some around careful not to brake any or touch a side that could hurt her. She finally pulled out a long stick. It looked like a staff to her but then again she could be wrong. She used her telekinesis to give it a swing but knew she was doing it wrong because she swung it like a sword. <span style='color:"CCCCFF"'>“I wouldn’t mind to learn how to use this. I never have before."</span> She hadn’t noticed the new comer until she looked up from the pile. She smiled back.</font>
<font color='#FF0000'>Sharie also picked up a weapon, "Rjyup Tfyjp" she muttered to herself. She walked over to the other students. "Which... errrrr.... Wepohn you studi?" she mumbled, once again reading off the sheet. She looked at the weapon she had chose, she had often seen her father studying with one, so she knew a little bit. She looked voer at the other weapons, her father had used most of them too, Nanu-Chaks, Scimitar, Staff, Long sword. She went over each one, naming them.</font>
<font color='698AAB'>\\ OOC: hehe, nunchucks, or nunchakus, actually. (*is a karate nut*) I know how to use almost all the weapons in real life. Much funfun. Yesh! ;D \\ IC Anezka looks over at the pile of weapons, in rather disarray fashion. Scrunching her nose half disgusted at the mismatched pile, half confused, the child looks them over. A long moment later, she reclines on her haunches and picks up two equally-sized staffs, approximately two feet in length. Kali sticks. Not too heavy, thought the wood was solid, and would give the reciever of the hit a rather good-sized lump on the head, if it didn't knock them out of course. Folding her wings, but not moving from her sitting position, Anezka looks back at them, and them decides to just swing them around herself while he worked with the other two. After all, they'd asked to be taught first, so she'd wait her turn.</font>
<font color='#CCCCCC'>Mist looked up at the student who had asked what weapons she was studying.   <span style='color:"CCCCFF"'>“Well I know how to use most types of sword. My brother makes them. But being from up north we don’t see to much wood and when we do find it we don’t use it to make weapons. So this caught my attention"</span> She looked over at Anezka who had taken 2 smaller sticks. <span style='color:"CCCCFF"'>“I was just hoping to pick up some new thing here at the Academy"</span> She then took a seat waiting for the teacher.</font>
<font color='#810541'>"the stick you were looking at earlier was to block and then hit them with it, any complex weapon you would like to learn?" he picked up various types of Shrunken and started to juggle them</font>
<font color='#FF0000'>\\OoC// My dad teaches Tai Chi, a few other forms, and a bit of braod sword. He also studies Goju Kensha and some other stuff, I myself study Viet Vo (Vietnamese Martial Arts.) Oh, and after this post i've gota babysit across the road for a few minutes, so be back soon... \\IC// "I frohm Bhim, soh I seh marni wepohns. Do yoo spek Ramathian?" She slowly twirled the sword around, careful not to hit anyone. "I Sharie. Ahn yoo arh?"</font>
<font color='#810541'>"iat ros e leca sha nypajm lumdouda rassaj...ty fhus py iyo mys cmyf ump fums sy laujm? "</font>
<font color='#FF0000'>"Errrrm. Mehbe the....... Â Cusumu." She replied, trying to get used to the modern language. She picked a katana up, and held it how she had held the broad sword. She hadn't seen her father train with one, but she liked the design of it.</font>
