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    Ic: Orion was taken by surprise as Adele ran up to him, embracing and attempting to kiss him. Moving his head, the girl caught his cheek instead, leaving a lipstick imprint of her lips on his face. Orion's locked with Adele's a look of concern on his face as he whispered, "What have you gotten yourself into?" He knew what was coming, he knew the level of skill that Raven had. Adele ignored him, kissing him before moving back onto the mat. Running a hand through his hair, Orion waited in anxious silence. He looked at Raven, raising his eyebrows as if to say, "try not to kill her." More aggravating was the fact Adele had been running around campus, telling people about her evening with him. It made their time together feel disingenuous, Orion felt played. He sighed, realizing how much he didn't like people. Rolling his eyes, he noted how Adele was no better than the girls that had come before her. Orion did not have much luck when it came to relationships, and Adele was only at the end of a line of successive failures.


    Orion was watching in passive interest, his eyes widening once he heard the crunch of Adele's nose. He watched her stumble. In an instant, Raven had laid flat on the mat, locking her in an armbar. Before they knew it, Adele was tapping out, spewing in french as she rolled off of the mat. He watched Raven as she spat her words at the French girl with a thick British accent before moving through the crowd to get changed. Orion gave a sigh as social politeness forced him to talk to Adele after the fight. He walked over to the bloody and broken girl, her bruises already swelling. The girl just looked at him, as if she expected him to give her pity. "I'm not going to pity you, Adele. You brought this on yourself by talking excessively about our time last night. If what we had was genuine, you wouldn't feel the need to tell everybody about it in order to validate what had happened." He expressed, resting his elbow on his knee and his head in his hand. "Nous parlerons bientôt, mademoiselle." (We'll talk soon, miss.) He spoke to her, his french nearly perfect. He stood up, giving yet another annoyed sigh before heading to talk to Raven. He jogged to catch up with her, her swaying hips mesmerizing him as he neared her. "Raven! You absolutely destroyed her." He complimented her, a hint of impression in his voice. He genuinely held no pity for Adele, she got herself into that mess and faced the consequences.

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    Her feet were barely touching the ground as she glided towards the locker room to get changed. Upon hearing a soft, accented voice call out to her, Raven stopped her walked and turned to cast her devilish blue eyes towards Orion, excitement clearly shown in her pretty little blue eyes. Upon hearing his comment, the girl frowned and then slightly smiled at the boy, nodding her pretty little violet head. "Yeah, I did, didn't I? I was not going to let some twit smear your name all over campus as if it were paint. You're my roommate, Orion, I'll destroy anyone who gets in your way, hmm?" Raven asked, her heavy accent weighing down with each words, with a light smile as she glanced over at the lockers. She was in dire need of a shower. Stopping, Raven turned her gaze back towards Orion as she slowly nodded her head at the sudden idea she had gotten. Crossing her arms over her chest, Raven moved to step closer to the male as she held out two fingers towards the male with narrowed blue eyes. "How about you and I...do some training now, yeah?" The girl asked with a smirk as she gradually moved her hands to tightly grip Orion's collar. Pulling him in close to her, Raven smiled as the two drew only inches away from each other now. Staring into his eyes, the warrior leaned in closer and whispered ever so softly against his cheek, near his ear, their lips only a turn of the cheek and the soft flesh would meet. "Step one..." She breathed gently against his cheek and slowly began to turn her head as if going into kiss the boy, her hands running down his chest...


    Reaching down the girl grabbed the boys wrist tightly in her right hand before kicking his feet out from under him and slamming him against a crimson mat, pinning his arm behind his back like a chicken wing positions, digging her knee into his back so Orion couldn't move. "Never trust your enemy. Never let your guard down. And never fall for the kiss." Raven stated with a bright smile on her face before she removed her knee from his back, helping up the lad. "Gear up. I'm gunna go change." The violet said, waving her hand behind her as she walked her super model body into the lockers, chuckling to herself.[/size]


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    Ic: Orion smi
    led in appreciation at her statement, feeling a stronger connection with her than he had before. "Good to her someone's looking out for me. She was a pretty good kisser, though." He teased, rewarding a rather hard punch to the arm. He grunted in curiosity once they stopped, raising his eyebrows as she spoke. He gave a shrug of his shoulders, "If you're still up for it." His accent was lilting, the sentence flowing off of his tongue like water down a storm drain. He blushed ever so slight as she stepped towards him, grabbing his collar tight in her hands. He blushed fiercely as she pulled him in, their faces barely apart as he felt her hot breath against his ear, the tingling sensation making him light headed. He breathed raggedly as she started moving his head towards hers, their lips so close to meeting...


    The wind was knocked out of Orion's lungs as he hit the mat, his breath turning into wheezing. He barely heard her voice, the pain in his arm flaring. Finally, she let go to help him up as he grunted in effort to roll over to his back. He muttered several obscenities in Irish, giving a half-assed smile at Raven as she told him to gear up. He glared at the tease as she moved to change, sighing before moving to his own locker... He walked out, stretching his arms behind his back. He was wearing a slick black Nike tanktop accompanied by black workout jogger pants. He was shoeless, stepping onto the mat as he waited for Raven. In time, he heard her footsteps as she came back from the lockers.


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    After changing into a plain white tank-to, a pair of purple and black athletic shorts, Raven removed the bloody gear on her hands and legs before going and getting Orion on the mat. "So, lover-boy, what roils you like to learn first? Basic moves? Stances? When to throw and how to shift your weight?" Raven asked sweetly as she blinked her pretty little blue eyes over at Orion as she moved to stand near him, her guard on high around the male now. Taping her finger on hey lips before moving over to some equipment, letting her hand lightly brush against the leather fabric as she worked out a plan for the male. "Oh, I know what you could do! Go. Run till I say stop. I know, you're body looks absolutely gorgeous and you're very fit but I just want to watch you run. After I tell you to stop, drop and give me twenty, then do ten jumping jacks...our would you rather wrestle a bit? Show you some moves, eh?" Raven teased as she model walked back over to him, dropping down on the mat as she began to stretch, staring up at Orion with a smile. Most of the crowd that had gathered to see the fight had left with Adelle while some, those who cheered for Raven, staid to do a little of their own training. As she dat, stretching, Raven reached out with a lightning speed grab and pulled Orion down in front of her. "We are going to stretch first of all. Everyday, every time before warming up or training, got it? Now, just follow me." Raven said, snapping her fingers to get his attention as she began to stretch to show him what to do properly. Lifting her leg, Raven put her legs in a v position as she stretched from one leg to the next, waiting for Orion to follow before moving on to leaning back on hey hands and stretching out her taunt muscles. Her body rippled with unseen, rock hard, muscles as she leaned back, stretching out her back muscles before jumping up and doing each leg individually.     [/size]


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    Ic: Orion shrugged his shoulders indifferently as Raven asked him what he wanted to do, he was pleased as long as he was learning something. His cheeks turned a visible red at her next suggestion, the compliment leading him to fight off a sheepish smile. "That'd make two of us, then. And whatever you think would be the best to start out with." He responded, his eyes roaming the training hall as she began to stretch. He heard her fingers snap, his head turning quickly back towards her. He nodded, sitting down with his legs spread. He was surprisingly limber for someone who didn't stretch often, easily gripping the top of his foot as he stretched his legs. He followed Raven's movements, leaning on his hands, wincing slightly as he felt the pain in his back. He had to avert his eyes from Raven, who's majority of which's skin was exposed, her hard muscles flexing as she stretched. He fought to keep his mind on other thoughts, petrified by the potential scenario of him getting horny while they wrestled. He raised his eyebrows in thought, realizing Raven was the only girl that spurred him on like that. He was able to control lustful emotions around other ladies, but Raven was just too much for him.


    He stood when she stood, stretching his legs. They went through several more motions, Orion fighting to control himself, each stretch feeling more and more provocative. Someone had turned the thermostat up in the training room, making Orion, who was in sweats, especially hot. "It's way too hot for sweats, i'll be back miss. Let's get going once I get back though!" He excused himself to Raven apologetically, jogging towards the locker room once again... He returned in black athletic sorts, his legs now able to breathe. He was still an olive tan from his time in Istanbul, and it showed much more in shorts. His legs seemed were more built than his upper body was, his thighs were slabs of concrete and his calves were carved and rock hard. He threw a thumbs up to Raven, indicating he was ready.


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    After watching the male get up and scurry off towards the locker room, complaining it was too hot, Raven finished up with her stretches as she waited for Orion to return. Upon his arrival, the girl casted her heavenly gaze over towards him as he came running out with a thumbs up. Rolling her eyes, Raven crossed her arms over her chest as she watched him jog over to her. She couldn't help but notice how well the boy was toned in his leg area while in his torso or chest not as much...that was a strong advantage point for her. Go for the legs first, take them out, and all you have to worry about is if his fist will hit you. Sighing, Raven smirked at the boy before lowering her hands to her hips, "Warriors do not give each other thumbs up." She muttered with a chuckle as she moved to stand on the mat. "I've made up my mind. Instead of wrestling, which will come later, I'm just going to show you a few moves of kick boxing, how does that sound?" Raven asked with a tilt of her head, raising an eyebrow towards him. As she waited for the male, the girl flipped her hair over her head as she leaned forward, using a ribbon to tie her hair into a high ponytail, the violet hair staying out of her face as she held up two fists in the normal stance of boxing, waiting to be followed.    [/size]


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    Ic: Orion sighed as she stated that warriors do not give thumbs up, looking at her as if she was joking. Once they sat for a moment, her face remaining hard and stony, he realized she wasn't. She seemed to take everything so seriously, as if every facet of her life was subject to her seeming perfectionism. Shrugging his shoulders, he put his hand down as she began to speak. "Yeah, that sounds good." He gave her a nod of his head, secretly grateful that they weren't going to be wrestling. Orion shook his hands, loosening himself up before putting his hands in the same position. He didn't like being confined to a stance, the feeling of having to move in a certain way. He was used to having a loose and open stance. He silently waited for Raven to continue her instruction, her hands up to her face.


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    Raven watched the boy closely as he lifted his arms in the same position as hers but he didn't seem...comfortable. Sighing, the violet haired girl moved around to stand next to Orion as she lifted her hands back up into the same position as before. "Look, I know you're use to acting on instinct but they can only get you so far. Now listen, you need to stay loose yet at the same time firm and tense. Relax your joints while keeping the muscle tight. See, watch." Raven began to explain as she shifted her weight just barely before throwing a one-two combo punch. Keeping her lower body loose for dodging and moving while her arm muscles loose and stretchable. Doing the combo a few times again before shuffling her feet and acting as if she were dodging a kick or a knee. "See if you act on instinct you would have never seen the knee coming and it would have made contact with your stomach. All you have to do really is just keep moving. Shuffle around, bounce on your toes. That way if you see an attack coming your feet will already be moving you back to dodge it. Here, stand more like this..." Raven ordered before moving around behind Orion, straightening his back where his shoulders were held back, fixing his to the point where his right was higher, and closer to his body, and the left a little bit farther away and lower. Shifting his feet where his left foot slide gently before the right one, making it easy for a quick escape if needed. "See. With your dominant hand closer to your body and your right leg giving in all the weight, your left fist or left leg can take a blow and block the incoming attack while your weight on your right side of your body can easily discharge the pressure into a powerful blow." Raven stated wisely as she reached around Orion from behind and wrapped her hands lightly around his wrists, pressing herself up against him to see around the large male. Shooting his left hand forward as if blocking an invisible attack while shooting his right fist forward in an uppercut. "Much easier when you know what you're doing right? Now practice staying loose, shuffling your feet so you can dodge attacks quickly but still throw a nasty blow." Raven ordered as she slowly let go of Orion, moving back across the mat to stand beside him once again, waiting for the boy to began practicing.    [/size]


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    Ic: Orion gave a grunt of frustration as she spoke, the stance feeling utterly uncomfortable. He tried to correct his stance as she threw a few combos of punches, finishing with a sly dodge. He nodded his as she instructed him again, the lessons beginning to make more sense the more she elaborated. It wasn't counter intuitive, Orion saw the logic behind it. He blushed slightly, feeling hands on his back as Raven adjusted his stance. He felt his back straighten, his right hand slightly more raised than his left. Her hands moved down to his legs, moving them so he balanced on the balls of is foot, his left leg prepared to anchor him backwards if needed. The blush on his face increased as she spoke, her body pressing against his as her hands found his wrists. He felt her large breasts against his back, fighting to control himself. He watched as his hands shot forward, his left arm blocking as his right arm shot forward in a quick uppercut. "Whatever you say, miss." He replied as she let go of him.


    Instantly, he switched his stance, his right arm now blocking and his left closer to him. He shrugged his shoulders as Raven raised his eyebrows, "I'm left handed." He explained, bouncing on the balls of his feet. Taking a deep breath, Orion swiped his right arm as if blocking, his left arm firing forward like a bullet, his wrist twisting for extra power. The minute he was extended, he slid back onto his left foot, his right foot brushing the floor mat as he anchored back, avoiding a imaginative kick. He tried a few kick in the position, which were much faster when he was bouncing. He moved through the chambers of the kicks with ease, able to move gracefully as he did so. He practiced staying in form for minutes, getting a feel of it as his body moved back and forth, ducking and weaving. He also noticed he became a smaller target now that he was facing sideways to his opponent, making it more difficult to break his defense. He gave Raven a smile the more he grew into it, his muscles growing looser and his stance becoming firmer. Minutes passed before he looked at Raven, a smirk on his face.


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    Watching with an intense, haunting cerulean gaze as Raven watched the male move in her combo. Once listening to his reasoning for switching, the girl slightly chuckled and shook her head. "Thought so." She mumbled sweetly and before she knew it the male was already catching onto the basic attack and stance. Nodding her head as her feet glided their across the mat, standing before him, she tilted her violet head to the side as if thinking. "Hmm...you catch on quickly...I mean, I did too but now...let's move to legs. From the looks of it you did more running in the shadows lands then fighting...your leg muscles are strong, built nicely...let's see what we can do with them." Raven stated with a devilish smirk on her face as she held up a wooden sword to help her move his body parts into place. "Your roundhouse kick, when we first sparred, was weak and off balance. Your legs are strong, yes, but with your stance it was slow enough for me to catch it. Let's work on leg flexes and kicks now." Raven stated as she moved beside Orion, after dropping the wooden equipment, and beginning to show him the proper stance. Left foot back, right foot back in Orion's case, left shoulder back, right in front, arms held in the regular punching stance, before swinging up her left foot in a roundhouse kick. Switching all the positions she did the same with her right foot. "See, with this you need to keep the one foot, the one on the ground, loose yet stable. If you miss your attack you're gunna want to get out of their and quick. Shuffling back while bringing your foot down will work perfectly. Try that a few times then we'll move on to wrestling...maybe." Raven teased with a snicker, laughing softly as she stepped back to examine Orion's progress.    [/size]


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    Ic: Orion felt butterflies in his stomach in response to Raven's compliment. "Lots of running." He remarked, his eyebrows raising as she used the wooden sword to put him into the proper position. He was more excited for this section, as he knew his legs were stronger than his torso. He watched her intently, focusing on her motions and stance. "Sounds simple enough, and I'm sure you'd like to." He gave her a wink, a playful look in his eyes as he took the form. He swung his hips, planting his right foot firmly on the floor as his foot slammed into an imaginary opponent. Setting his foot down whilst turning the direction of his right foot, Orion quickly changed the direction of his stance, anchoring back to his right foot as if avoiding an opponent's attack. He tried it from the stance he was in, his kick a bit sloppier but good nonetheless. He practiced this a few more times, adjusting to getting back into stance after the roundhouse kick. As time went on, they went over several different types of kicks. Push kicks, head kicks, side kicks, ect. Orion was breathing a little bit heavier now, a light sweat on his brow as his foot landed from a snap kick. He turned his head to Raven, who had hardly broken a sweat since they started. "Is there anything you're not adept and extremely capable of doing? I'm starting to think you are god." He breathed, his hands on his hips as he looked at her expectantly.

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    After time passed by, like an arrow, Raven had barely broken a sweat yet the boy beside her was dripping with enough for both of them. His shirt was soaked and the girl couldn't help but wonder why he decided to wear black to work out in. Sighing, Raven shook her head as she dusted some violet locks out of her cerulean blue eyes, staring at him after finishing another kick formation. Moving his body gracefully, the girl began to show him a new type of kick for sweeping the legs. After finishing up the spin kick, the girl wiped her hands over her forehead to remove just a few drops of sweat before the boy spoke up. Glancing down at the boy who was bent over and panting like he just ran for five days, Raven smirked at his statement and nodded her head, "Well there is this one thing...oh no...I learned that last year. Let's see...hmm...maybe I am a God." She teased with a laugh before moving to stand beside him. Pushing against him lightly, the girl shoved down the boy onto the mat, not hard just a gentle push, before going and fetching some water.


    What was the girl incapable of doing? She was skilled in every hand-to-hand combat that was ever created. Any weapon she could easily just learn...hammer, daggers, axes...but not...she had found something a little of her weak point. Jogging back over to Orion, she handed him the bottle of water as she sat down next to him with a big smile. "Archery. I was never able to hold the arrow just still enough to fire it. I'm decent at it but not a pro...so there's your answer. It's archery." Raven stated with a shrug of her shoulders as she took the bottle of water back, after he was finished, and took a light sip of the refreshing water. Glad it was cold going down her throat.[/size]


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    Ic: Orion followed her movements, completing the low, half circle kick. He raised his eyebrows as she began to spoke, his curiosity piqued. He gave a sigh as she corrected herself, realizing she had already mastered whatever it was she was going to name. He took a deep breath as she pushed him down onto the mat, gratefully taking a break as she moved to grab water for the two of them. Yet again, he was mesmerized by her hips and large butt, which swayed gorgeously as she walked. He averted his gaze in a flustered manner once she turned around to jog back to him, blushing as he realized Raven knew he had been looking at her. He gratefully took the water, taking a short sips as she sat down.


    Orion nearly spit his water out as she spoke, his eyes widening in surprise. He watched as she drank of water, a look of excitement crossing his face. "What're the odds? I have something I can teach you, after all. I'm a long ranged Guardian." He gave her a smile, glancing over at the other side of the training hall. He stood up quickly, a hop in his step as he put his hand out to help Raven up. He raised her from her sitting position, her hand still in his as he led her to the other side of the hall, where the weapons were. "Oh, sorry." He pulled his hand away from hers, blushing slightly. He walked towards the ranged weapons, picking up a compact bow and arrow that was placed on a rack. Slinging a quiver of arrows on his back, Orion glanced at Raven, who was looking at him as if he was a mad man. "Oh, don't give me that look. You'll see." He exclaimed, his right hand moving slowly to his quiver. He took a deep breath, adjusting his grip on the bow as his eyes closing for moment. He opened them as he exhaled, narrowed towards the dummy far in front of him. The suspense built, and in the blink of an eye, he had an arrow to his bowstring, drawing it back. He fired, the arrow whizzing through the air before piercing a dummy in the heart with a soft thud. Again, he had an arrow drawn, pulling back to release it into the dummy's throat. He notched three more arrows in seconds, all piercing some vital point of the dummy, all from 25 yards away.

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    Chuckling softly as Raven noticed the male hand watched her while she had walked to grab the two water. After sitting down and giving him the answer, the girl was almost fearful for water to be spray her from the lips males as his face twisted into a pit of excitement and shock. Laughing softly as she lowered the water from her mouth, settling it down beside her. After listening to him boast about how he was a long ranged Guardian, the girl felt her hand being tugged and she was up and jogging behind Orion as he dragged her over to the archery equipment, holding her hand for a split second too long before he snatched his hand away. She had to admit...it felt kinda good to hold his hand. Shaking her head a little at the strange thought in her head, Raven watched intently as the male grabbed a long bow and some arrows and in five seconds flat he had let loose almost all of the arrows perfectly into a dummy across the from the two. Blinking in surprise, the violet haired beauty began to nod her head before she cracked a small smile, "Well...looks like we're training each other now. We can do archery tomorrow...I'm worn out from teaching you today, so we can start up archery tomorrow for you teaching me and then switch the next day. How does that sound?" Raven questions as she laid a light hand onto his shoulder, cerulean eyes shinning bright in the sun that flooded through the dusty windows, lighting up her face gorgeously, as she gave his shoulder a squeeze before making her way back over to the water bottles, picking them up before slowly walking back over to Orion. "Or...we could practice now? Unless you have a date with you know who?" She asked with a wink, a devilish smirk on her pretty pink lips.    [/size]


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    Ic: He turned his head towards her, a crooked smile forming on his lips as he listened to her speak. He looked down at her hand as she placed it on his shoulder, squeezing it before moving to the water bottles. "Yeah, that sounds good." He replied as she grabbed the bottles of water, her hips moving side to side. He watched with curiosity as she walked back to him slowly. Orion raised his eyebrow in response to the girl, his aqua gaze meeting her cerulean eyes. He gave a sigh, shaking his head before grabbing a water from Raven. "No, I don't. That didn't work out, she was insincere. I was just a well known name to her, or something.." He shrugged his shoulders as if in dismissal. In truth, he'd been hurt by the fact Adele felt it necessary to tell everyone about their night. It showed she didn't care about what they shared, she just wanted to be able to say she got with the boy who lived in the Shadow Lands. Running a hand through his light air, Orion smiled at Raven in an attempt to shrug off the mood that hung over him. "Alright, let's see if we can get you piercing hearts." He said to her as he moved to the weapons rack, grabbing another bow and quiver of arrows for Raven. He moved back over to her, helping her sling the quiver around herself and giving her the bow. "Alright, let me see you try it by yourself." He suggested, motioning to the target across from them.


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    It was strange, watching the male do something she could not...it was very odd. Shaking her head, the girl huffed out a hot breath as she sat the water down and allowed Orion to help her into the quiver and watched as his hands flexed here and there to show her the proper technique for holding the long bow. Reaching behind her back, Raven loosened an arrow from the quiver and lowered the arrow to the string. The girls mind was racing as she pulled back the tight string, making sure the arrow didn't fall off, easily as she let out a slow breath before letting the arrow fly. With a whiz, the sharp long ranged arrow shot through the air but only managed to his the dummy in the left arm. Shaking her head, the girl pulled another arrow free and shot another arrow. Miss. Again. This time, Raven was irritated with herself, she couldn't get the sticking arrow in the heart for nothing! She was a perfect prodigy at everything else so why not this? Pulling back another arrow the girl pulled it back sharply, without aiming, and shot the arrow. The arrow fell just before hitting the dummy and that was enough of her making a fool of herself for one day. "I'm kinda tired. I'm done for the day." Raven stated as she pulled off the quiver of arrows and tossed them with the others before shoving the bow back in it's spot. After collecting the several arrows she had fired, most on the ground and no where close to the dummy, she shoved them back into the quiver before grabbing the bottle of water she had drank from and began to head for the exit of the training hall, stopping only briefly to gather her swords. "I'll stick to my swords." She called through clenched teeth, towards Orion, as she headed for the door.    [/size]


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    Ic: Orion watched as Raven struggled to use the bow. Her arrows whizzed through the air, many of them landing in the wall past the dummy, some not even reaching the target. He stared at her, giving a short sigh as she fired off more shots, her frustration level rising as she notched her final arrow. It soared through the air, falling right in front of the dummy. He gave a reluctant nod, the girl already tired of practicing and he had hardly given any instruction yet. She stormed towards the exit of the training hall once she had cleaned up, her teeth clenched ash she picked up her swords. He watched on as she turned the corner, heading for their dorm. Glancing at the bow in his hands, Orion decided to stay for a bit longer to giver her time to cool down. He began to fire off arrows again, all landing in vital points with thick thuds. Hearing footsteps behind him, Orion turned to see Adele, her face looking much better than it had a few hours ago.


    "Hey." She put up a timid hand, waving hello. His arrow already notched and bowstring taut, held by his left hand. He let it loose, the motion scaring Adele slightly. The arrow thudded into the head of the dummy, Orion's quiver now loose. "You said we could talk later, Orion. Later is now." She reminded him, her grey eyes meeting his. Orion moved to place his bow back, slamming it on the rack. Adele waited for him as he picked his arrows up, returning them to their quiver. Taking a deep breath, Orion turned to the French girl, a frustrated look on his face. "What the hell is their to talk about, Adele? You used me for some lame popularity boost. You kissed Orion Touré, survivor of the Shadow Lands. You weren't with me that night, you were with the person you were trying to be with." He emphasized his name, adding sarcastic awe to his voice as he made his way to his things. Adele's face turned sour, her expression darkening. "Do not give me that bullshit, Touré. We both know what the problem is." Orion stopped walking towards the locker, looking at her expectantly. He shrugged his shoulders, throwing his hands in the air in curiosity. "It's that Raven girl! You're sweet on her, it's so blatantly obvious. Look at you, you're blushing just at the thought of her!" Adele exclaimed, Orion turning a hot red before continuing his way to his locker. "You don't know what you're talking about, Adele." He told her, his eyebrows furrowing as he grabbed his clothes and bag, preparing to leave. "I'm not offended by that fact, Orion. I am mad you won't own up to it. Own up to it and we won't have a problem." Groaning, Orion turned around to face the pink haired girl, his voice raised as he spoke. "Or what, Adele? Do I come across as the person who concerns himself with what others think of him?" He tilted his head, narrowing his eyes as he waited for an answer. When he received none, he slung his backpack onto his shoulder, storming out of the training hall and towards his dorm, leaving Adele alone in the training hall as the sun began to set.


    He took a breath as he opened the door to the dorm, immediately heading up to his room. He slamed the door shut behind him, his thoughts racing as he changed clothes and collapsed onto his bed, the light of the day now nearly gone.


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    After she had stormed out of the training hall, the girl moved with anger in every steps she took. It was rather late but not a single soul haunted the halls while Raven walked down. Her swords were gripped in her hands too tightly as she shoved open the door to her dorm room, slamming the door behind her as she slide past the kitchen and up straight to her room, throwing the swords on her bed with an angry huff, "Why!? Why is it so hard?" Raven passively screamed as she threw off her sweaty clothes and switched into some pajamas. Throwing herself onto her bed, the girl say frustrated for minutes unto she got up and took one of her swords out of it's cover. Welding it expertly, the girl cut through the air before moving to attack the wooden dummy, never once getting the swords stuck in it's planks. "Why is it so hard to shoot a bow but not hard to swing a sword around, not hard to break someones nose! I'm perfect at everything else but why not this one thing!?" Raven shouted as she stuck her sword deep within the wooden dummy with a loud growl. Throwing herself back onto the bed, the girl buried her face deep within the several pillows upon the bed, resting for a bit.


    Hearing the dorm room door open and slam shit, heavy footsteps in the stairs and Orion's door being slammed shut, Raven opened her cerulean blue gaze before shoving off the blankets of her need and running towards her bedroom door. Silent as death, Raven pushed open her door and made her escape. After sneaking down the stairs and out into the hall way, the violet haired noticed it was pitch black outside and figured it was either eleven at night or twelve in the morning as she headed for the training hall. She was going to be perfect, at everything. Just like her mother always wanted. So quickly, the perfectionist entered the training hall and began to head straight for the bows and arrows. She was going to perfect archery, perfect it till her fingers bled. Standing a few feet away, Raven began to impose arrow after arrow towards a target across from her, not caring if she was caught by a teacher for being out so late.[/size]


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    Ic: Orion held a book in his hands, the dim light on his nightstand providing adequate light for him to read. The book had managed to veer his mind away from Adele and Raven, his thoughts focusing on the philosophies the pages provided. Before he knew it, his eyes has turned to lead, barely able to keep them open. Slowly, they closed, his head clouded by drowsiness...


    He bolted upright, sweating profusely as his screams cutoff quickly. His head moved into his hands, his breathing quick. Yet again, Orion had a night terror, reliving his time in the Shadow Lands. Attempting to control his breath, he moved swiftly to change into workout clothes. He opened his door, moving down the steps quickly. The memories plagued him, they refused to be forgotten. He walked out of the dorm, going for his typical run to relieve himself of stress. He hadn't been asleep long, only two to three hours or so. It was still dark, and the moonlight illuminated the halls through the glass walls that faced the courtyard. As he walked, he heard the faint echo of what sounded like a bow string being released and arrows whizzing through the air. His path led him past the Training Hall. As he drew closer, he heard the familiar grunts and short cries of frustration. He tilted his head as he found himself at the entrance, seeing Raven with a bow in her hands. Arrows littered the floor, only a few in the dummy across from her. The light of the moon reflected off of her purple hair in a gorgeous way. Her skin seemed so smooth, and her shirt was so tight, exposing her muscular midriff. Sighing, Orion walked into the training hall, a hand to the back of his head as he approached her.


    "You're not going to improve with your current mindset." He spoke, his voice echoing in the empty training hall.


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    It was always the same. She would try to be perfect try to get everything just right. Even if she was broken, beaten down, Raven would not stop till ever aspect of her being was perfect. Her breathing was now ragged and out of control after firing several arrows,the girl could fell her fingers literally begin to bleed. Drops of her crimson blood dotted the bow string, falling with soft hollow echos on the training hall flour. Heaving in a drop breath, the girl pulled the sixth quiver off of the far wall and began to start anew. More arrows littered the ground more than hitting the actual dummy. Soft whimpers emitted to the grill as she tried to be the perfectionist she was. After a few hours of just firing arrows, Raven was slowly beginning to beak down. She couldn't be perfect if she couldn't even fire an arrow and hit something other than the floor. Gripping the bow tightly, the violet growled furiously add she slammed the boy into the ground and threw off the quiver of arrows that she had replaced only seven minutes ago. Dropping down to sit on the mat with hey knees, her face hidden within her soft flesh as she sat finally broken down. Upon hearing the concerned tone of Orion's voice, Raven shot her disappointed blue eyes to fixate on the male beside her. It had seemed as if he had had a nightmare again. Dress in jogging clothes, he was probably out for a run to get his mind off of the screaming and terror. Taking in a deep breath, Raven stared down at her bloody hands with a deep frown, letting out the breath shortly after. "I...don't care. What's the use...I'm never going to be able to shoot a bow and hit anything...I'm such a disappointment. Mother would be ashamed of me." Raven mumbled with a sad laugh before falling back onto the mat with an oomph, not caring what spewed or how she was positioned with her legs open in a "v" shape. "What's the point of being at the top of the class if I can't even fire an arrow to kill? Just one and then I would stop." Raven whispered, closing her cerulean blue eyes with a soft, defeated sigh.     [/size]