-----Balamb Garden: Emergency Exit Deck-----

Syrus sat against the wall of the Garden on the outside deck. He knew he wasn't supposed to be there but it was the best way to clear his head before class and the easiest way to get there since it was just right down the hall. It was also the best place to let some of his magic energy free. Nothing big just a fire ball that would hover above his shoulder siphoning off some magic. He didn't want to do it inside the Garden as people might start asking questions. That was the one thing he didn't want...questions. He had been at this garden since he was fifteen and had been able to shake the Estharians off his tail and without having anyone find out he could use real magic. Also no one knew his true nationality either. Cause if anyone knew there was a giant technologically advanced city out in the mountains and desert they would either try to find it or think he was a nutter. For four years he had keep all of this a secret and he was doing a damn good job with it. Hopefully on the field test today he wouldn't blow it. He was assigned to Duncan for his instructor and this wasn't his first time being under the man. He didn't have a problem with him but he knew that Duncan tried to take the easy way out on most things so it kinda made him feel a bit better that he wouldn't have to see heavy combat. Not that Syrus couldn't hold his own. No he very well could. 

Suddenly the ball of flames changed to a blue green color. "I know what time it is." The ball changed back to red and flared a little bit. "I know, but don't worry so much it is just right down the hall besides I am not done tempering the blades yet." The flame for a second looked like it sighed as if it was his mother giving up on trying to get the boy to do the right thing. Something that he did every other morning was temper the gunblades with fire. He would light his hands and rub up and down on them making sure that it cleaned them and that it kept them sharp. He had learned this shortly after he had gotten his GF Phoenix. She was a great wellspring of knowledge and acted like his mother. Matter of fact she was the little ball of flame that sat on his shoulder. One thing that Syrus could do was talk to his GF after she had been junctioned to him. Most people either ignore them or just simply don't have to capacity to talk to their Guardian Force. He loved Phoenix with all that he was because she was the first living thing, besides the headmaster, that actually cared for him. 

The first bell had finally rung so Syrus got up to this feet and stashed the gunblades in his trench coat. It perfectly hide them from on coming enemies and when it was time to strike (FLASH) and you would hear a shot ring off. He was proud of his gunblades but they would see blood today he figured so might as well have them presentable. He looked over the Phoenix. " Sorry but I have to go to class now. Hopefully this test will be easy though." The ball of Phoenix fire turned pink and a lick of flame flew of it and landed on his cheek. It didn't burn but he felt a warm sensation. "I know and yes I will be careful." With that Phoenix plumed out and Syrus opened the door. He rigged it back to set off the alarm and thankfully no one was in the hall as he strolled down the hall and into the classroom. "Morning teach!" He said to Duncan. He also noticed that the new kid Xerox had made it into class and his pet moomba was there too. Syrus smiled out of the corner of his mouth. He actually like that little thing and while Xerox was talking to Duncan he managed to sneak in a head rub really quick before setting down and grabbing a mint flavored tooth pick from his pocket. Popping it in his mouth he sat at his desk and waited to see what would unfold.