[color=steelblue]"Aurellius...? Who dis kid?"[/color] called a voice just out of sight of Aurellius, who had been for the most part trying to wake the hell up. His night had gone decently enough, plenty of sleep for a person, no one trying to disturb his slumber in the middle of the night, but the most important thing needed had been lost. By the time Aurellius had waddled down for breakfast, the pitcher of coffee had been empty. 

So, needless to say, he was a little annoyed. 

At least it hadn't been a terrible morning, the scroll had told him that they were actually going to be doing something this morning. One trip to the armory later, and Aurellius had arrived in the classroom, mini-gun lance in tow. Among the other motley collection of weapons the students had brought, his wasn't too conspicuous. It was large, though. He was used to its weight, and carried it around like one would an umbrella. Aurellius still grinned everytime he saw the elegant machinery that was Ascalon. 

It had been recently polished after the battle in the forest, and it shined like hell. Its gears had been replaced, its barrel oiled, and its feed properly adjusted. Ascalon was good as new, all signs of the scrapes of claws and the coating of Grimm blood that it had mowed down were gone. He was ready to go, until he had seen his opponent. 

[color=steelblue]"Whoa, neat gun-thing there, no seriously, looks pretty damn cool, all I got are these little blades here"[/color], Jack indicated to the twin daggers he pulled out from their sheaths in the back. He twirled them a bit, and juggled them playfully as he kept his eyes on his opponent. The guy didn't seem to be very... Well, eager to be honest, but it was this kind of attitude that gave him the edge. One moment of hesitation, and he can end it, a single mistake, and he can punish it. This was only a test fight, so he sought to have some fun here, but he looked forward to fighting something other than Grimm, his weapons weren't made for the heavy duty bodies of a lot of Grimm so he had to depend on analyzing his opponents there. On the other hand, against other humans or similar sized opponents, he had a better time.

[color=steelblue]"Name's Jack, but I'm sure we were both already introduced by the teacher already, nice meetin' ya in any case"[/color], honestly he wasn't sure what to expect. Maybe the guy had a semblance that could do something about his speed.

[color=steelblue]"Well, in any case, you ready?"[/color], as he said this, he brought both of his daggers into a stance, though he still looked quite at ease.

Aurellius snorted as he began walking, letting Jack follow behind him. "You do know while we've been here greeting eachother, someone else went out onto the field? Oh well, we'll just use another one." He looked out, seeing some of the first contestants just now starting. "Aurellius, and its not just a gun thing. Its a lance, too. It puts those frogstickers of yours to shame." In a show of his weapon, he flipped a switch near the trigger, transforming the weapon. A long point had extended, and looked like it could pierce the toughest of Grimm hides. 

As they reached one of the other fighting areas, he spoke up. "So, what do you do? Stab things from behind? You one of those sneakey rogue types who always steal kills?"

[color=steelblue]"I'm not particularly worried, I can always catch up. And steal kills? Sure, I guess, maybe that's what it looks like, but I don't think stealing a kill is what'll happen here right?"[/color], he said, immediately he threw one of his twin daggers right at Aurellius as he finished his sentence. It wasn't until it was a few feet away from Aurellius that he noticed that Jack had used his Semblance to charge right at that moment, grabbing his dagger in midair and went straight for a fatal strike around Aurellius' chest at essentially lightning speed. The suddenness of his advance was intense, the thrown dagger covered his advance for a single moment letting him slip past the lance's deadly range, and the mirage left behind made it difficult to see the exact moment he advanced. It was all up to reactions.

Aurellius grunted as the flash of cold steel headed straight towards him, and reacted accordingly. His lance twitched onto the path of the dagger, blocking the attack as his eyes rested on Jack. Of course, in the corner of his eye, he noticed something strange. Too fast to tell, he pivoted on his foot, jabbing at the air to his right. 

Jack mid-semblance cancelled and did a spin, as he noticed his opponent raise his arm, but he didn't even take a moment to note it whatsoever, he didn't stop, he kept his movements like a flow. Upon finishing the spin he sped right in but this time ended up behind a back-stepping Aurellius. His opponent's movements were sluggish compared to his, so he aimed to outmanouver and move into vulnerable spots while he was still doing another action.

The lance toting man cursed inwardly as Jack warped around, extremely fast and quick. Too quick. To gain an advantage, he clicked another button on the lance and activated the boosters on the heavy pack, sending extremely hot fire and air behind him as he launched forwards at a rising velocity. After a second, the jets cut out and he turned on one leg, switching the lance back into a minigun at the same time. 

[color=steelblue]"Oooh not bad"[/color], but he wasn't very easy to shake off, this only bought Aurellius a few precious moments. In an instant Jack began dashing towards Aurellius, and as he turned, began to use his Semblance, zig-zagging in widely varying step lengths, going from wildly large to small, it was creating an almost complete field of mirages, as he ended up at the forefront. He already knew he was going to vault over the top of Aurellius' weapon and end up above him. He aimed to reach the mini-gun's blind spot before Aurellius could get a proper lock on him.

Even still, Aurellius' eyes flew all over the place as Jack flashed around the room, insanely fast for even a Hunter. His minigun began spinning as it whirred, taking an agonizingly long time to spin as Jack dashed. A flash leaped at him and Aurellius hit the deck, turning around onto his back and pulling the trigger, releasing a sudden stream of bullets in the direction of Jack. 

Jack's smile widened as he dashed to Aurellius' flank. Was he really going to go behind his opponent twice in a row? He only aimed to get above in order to have more flexibility, because he could simply Semblance in any straight direction he wished. The mini-gun was a linear weapon, so there were plenty of blind spots he could pick, and he picked the one that Aurellius did not predict, in an instant as he landed he stood to Aurellius' side with his dagger at his neck.

Aurellius growled as he jerked away from the dagger heading towards his neck. Even still, it glanced off of his Aura, slightly nicking him in the process as he took advantage of the weight and momentum of the greatlance, swinging it at the same time his scowl deepened. 


Jack upon seeing this movement simply placed his head on top of Aurellius' weapon and vaulted over that smoothly and quickly and held the cold blade of his dagger at Aurellius' neck again. This was only a practice match, so he had no intention of killing.

Pissed off, Aurellius did something probably stupid, but effective. He let go of Ascalon and sent his fist flying towards the face of Jack with surprising speed now that he wasn't tugging around the giant weapon, at the same time his other hand wrapped around the dagger, squeezing tight, the blood beginning to flow as its sharp edges cut deeply into his hand. 

Forcing a stop, Jack shoved the very tip of his second dagger right at Aurellius' face, he could feel the tip right in front of his eyes, Jack's face was now dead serious. 

Aurellius suddenly grinned widely as he realized how Jack had caught the dagger even when he deflected it with his lance. His eyes wide with anger, he spoke up, "Do it. Do it, you little punk. Let's see how fast you are when I'm really angry." He laughed, letting go of the other dagger and letting his hands go up in a surrender position. "Could you kindly take the dagger out of my eye? It's a little close for comfort."

With a smooth and quick action he twirled the daggers out of the subdue positions, though he didn't actually sheath it. This dude was damn crazy, though just as easily as his face turned serious, he began smiling again.

[color=steelblue]"Seriously dude, you're crazy. There's no reason to be like this in a spar"[/color], he stated. It wasn't life or death, was it overwhelming pride? That's what he was feeling from this guy... All Jack could think of was 'that's pretty stupid'.

Aurellius laughed again. "Yeah, yeah. I guess you could say I'm a little crazy, but then again, you have to be in this sort of business." He brought his wounded hand back up to his face, clenching it and watching the blood drip. "You're too damn fast. I couldn't keep up with your damn speed. Thought I could at least land one hit, but no. Too damn fast." 

He sighed as he stood up, grunting lightly. "You know, if this were real. Things might've ended up a lot differently."

[color=steelblue]"Whoa, dude, probably get that bandaged or something first... And maybe, then again if you even hit me once, I probably would've lost. I'm not good with pain"[/color], he responded.

He chuckled as he waved his other hand, leaning down to lift up Ascalon with his good hand. Aurellius opened the bleeding hand widely, exposing the wound in all its red goodness. "Its not so bad, I'm sure you'll experience plenty of pain someday," Aurellius said as he began to leave, walking out of the arena as Glenda spoke overhead. He didn't care. 

[color=steelblue]"Yeaaaahhh I... Kind of expect it... I just don't look forward to it..."[/color], he sighed. Seriously, this guy was crazy... But it was that crazy that you could depend on during battle, though they were of different teams, he felt he could depend on him somewhat. He too left the arena eventually after putting his twin blades away and taking a brief stretch.