Bernard opens the door to there training room, though he was late his deminor remained bland and dull as always. Walking in with his gear on his eyes wandered from person to person, looking them all over and a small sigh was let out. "so I am stuck with a gang of super hoodlum teenagers... this is just peachy" he said in a monotone voice and a blank face as he joined them. "I suppose you will all do, your better than nothing I suppose, maybe you can work as meat sheilds" he said with his usual grimace.