Another body sored towards them, landing right inbetween them. She clenched her first and picked up the unconcious body, and swung it like a baseball bat at Lance.*Throwing them both into a wall. Kaji dashed at Lance and aimed her fist straight into his jaw. She herd something crack. "What was that Lance?" A maniac*smile swept across her face. "No, time for napping Silly boy."*The blue*haired*girl *tossed him as if he weighed less than a feather back to where they were fighting. Not Caring if she had injured him.
"Grrr..." Lance squinted in pain, not getting up from the mat. He waited a moment before loosening his body and spitting some blood onto the mat, beside him. "It's been a long time since someones made me draw blood." he said, leaning up and pushing off of his knee so he could stand up. Out of nowhere, as soon as he regained balance, a small trail of blood randomly spilled down from his mouth to his chin. "...okay, I'll check my mouth later." he said, whipping his mouth with his wrist again. He then charged back at Kaji, pulling his arm, preparing to punch her. "Payback!" he said, giving her one big pounding to the face. After that, he kneed her in the stomach, making her back up into the wall. And then, he just kept punching her in the face, over and over, until she could do something to stop him.
Ten men walked up to the sparring area. They all wore a black wife-beater(Forgot how to spell that ._.) shirt or no shirt at all. Showing their rather muscular bodies with bruises or bandages. They all scanned around the area, splitting up to look for people to spar with. However, people seem to avoid them and looked for their classmates to spar with. A man with a eyepatch and high ranking uniform watched the group from afar. Along with two other high ranked men. Most likely drill instructors.
Emile saw Lance and Kaji. He decided that whoever one, will be his opponent.
Kaji simply kicked him in his stomache. She slid down her back still to the wall. "Hahahah...." She laughed alittle looking back at the destructive path they had made. A smile was pasted on her face and she slowly got back up. She couldn't tell but she was swaying from side to side, and her eyes weren't focused. "Good Sparr Lance...." were the last words out of the girl's mouth before she blacked out.
Personality: Hakel is a silent person who up until now hasn't really been noticed by the other students cause of his lack of involvement in situations. However he has a determined and strong personality which has been seen by the teachers.
Strength: Close combat, multiple weapon moves, claymore one handed, physical strength(to carry the claymore one handed)
Weapons: One black katana which is on his right hip and a claymore blade on his back which he can wield with one hand.
Information: Hakel was born in the village of Black snow and was living happily with his parents until he was 4 when the invasion happened and both his parents were killed in front of his eyes. He was lucky to survive but has been quiet basically ever since. He isolated himself in his training as he got the claymore his father used and the katana his mother used and trained his body to learn both as to get stronger. He is living by himself at the family home as he also goes to school to learn even more to someday avenge his parents. He didn't make many friends during his school years but towards the end on the last day of his schooling something seems to change in that he trys to gain some friends.
(Good, Jeremy, but you need to add Information to your profile. Then it's done.)
"Huh?" Lance held his stomach, looking down at Kaji. "She's... out?" he asked himself, confused. His personality had changed yet again, and instead of being hyper and daring, he was more curious now. "Can't believe how quick that went. I must've lost control of myself..." he thought aloud, trying to come to a conclusion. Brushing it off, though, as he tends to do so much, Lance knelt down and picked Kaji up, putting her over his shoulder before he rose back up. "She needs a nurse... siiigh!" he groaned, lazily. Finally, Lance bolted off out of the training room, down the empty halls where all of the noise from training was merely faint. Eventually, Lance arrived at the nurse's office, where a few people were already down, resting on some beds. "Ohhh, this amusing..." he said to himself, gently resting her down on one of the empty beds. "...uhhh... wakey wakey." he said, lightly smacking her, just enough so she could get up.
A hand randomly came up and smacked Lance in the face. "Uh.. where am I...?" She asked getting up to rub her eyes. "GAHH!!" She grabbed the hand she had punched Lance earlier, and let out a whimper. She looked back at it and something seemed off about it. "Does this look swollen?" Kaji asked him curiously holding up her hand that was 3 times its normal size.
"I don't know." he answered, rubbing his face like that never happened. "I can't tell when you're holding the hammer-HOLY!" Lance fell back into the wall when he realized that was her hand. "What happened?!" he yelled, completely freaked out.
Hakel watched the sparring between Lance and Kaji with interest as he sat down on his chair revising. His claymore on his back gleamed as the light shined on it. He was called up to do some sparring but most people didn't want to spar him so he told the teacher he would train by himself.