Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20140828174516/@comment-26388029-20140828220748

Armel was a bit nervous, even though he didn't look like it. All he did was beat her in something, and she was all after him. He could feel her staring down his back like a tiger on its prey. Personally, he was not that concerned about his newfound rival, except for her semblance, which was a bit intimidating, even for a skilled and talented fighter like him. He had tried to cheer her up, but for some reason, he only seemed to make her even more pissed off at him. Which wasn't a good thing, in his book.

So when the professor challenged the class to a Grimm hunt, he saw it not as the worst possible moment in his life, but as a chance to make it up to her. As he expected her to do, she had raised his hand and called out his name. He responded in kind.

After all, life was full of opportunities. And this was one. Little did he know how much of an opportunity it was...