[b][u]Robert Fallson - Combat Class[/u][/b]

[b]"Not good. Not good. Not good. Not... good. Krysanthe? Krysanthe?! Why'd it have to be Krysanthe? C-can I do it? Can I actually bring myself to do it? Can I bring myself to do the unthinkable? Can I... hit a girl?"[/b] Robert said as he stared in horror at his scroll. His elbows rested on his desk as hands clutched his hair. [b]"Oh man, I'm going to have to if I want to win. Maybe... Maybe I should go talk to her? Maybe she's, like, really mean or something. Then maybe I won't feel so bad when I hit her,"[/b] The red-haired teen said as he rose from his seat and made his way to Krysanthe.

[b]"Hi there, it's me, Robert. We met at Drury Lanes but we didn't really talk. It looks like we'll be fighting each other today,"[/b] he said with an outstretched hand toward the blond. His nervousness for the upcoming duel was completely hidden behind a polite smile as he waited to see the girl's reaction to his hand shake.