Brawl for all(Open to Three others)

Joan had went to a teacher and gotten permission to put a sign-up sheet outside one of the training rooms. Each person who signed agreed to a brawl, the brawl that was to happen in the training room. The room itself was completely empty at the moment, the stone walls and floor had been cleaned and shined so that the blood would stand out.


Joan, however, was laid down in the middle of the room. No one had arrived yet, and it was about noon. He had, contrary to what some believe, just woken up. His eyes were closed and his legs were crossed. He was even murmuring in his sleep.


“Come on guys. You’re boring me.”

The man was about 6’6” and one could easily deduct that he wasn’t from around bellmuse. He was, after all, from the desert. His skin color made it blazingly obvious, albeit he lived in the hosttest area and since he was an active one, that’s why he was so tan. His jersey had Shade Academy on it.

Amarante timidly entered, "is - is this training ro-room available?" She looked at the two huge men in there already. She felt so inadequate when she met anyone. All she wanted to do was learn who to defend herself with more than a perfectly timed shield attack. As if on cue, she tapped her semblance and made her shielding aura expand and hit an empty can that had been sitting by the door. She sighed, such a move was a waste of aura and relied on a stupid foe. She picked up the can and put it in the recycle and then sat at the far end of the room, curled into a little ball with her tails covering her as if she were trying to hide behind them. The fans in her sleeves felt heavier than usual as she pulled them out and examined them. The dagger shaped weapons flicked open, revealing a row of elegantly brutal blades capable of inflicting serious harm...If she could even land a hit on someone. She glanced at the clock, plenty of time to get a training round in before she would have to go to the job board and find employment.