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"Sigh yare yare very well than let me make you regret your choice" Justeaze shouted as she charged forward with her left arm trailing behind her her right hand having a large wind blade covering it.  Reaching Dylan she quickly went and started attack him with her right hand going for non lethal spots with the wind only being enough to cut clothes.  Jumping back she grabbed a few pinwheels and threw them into a diamond formation and with that the blades started to spin generating wind for her to use a bit more she increased the length of the wind blade around her right hand and went forward with a stab.  
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Dylan 

Dlyan smiled as Justeaze came at him, eyes catching every movement she made as she came after him with quick strikes with her right hand, dodging each and everyone one of them at the very last second with little effort. He may not be the fastest, or the strongest, but his reaction time and reflexes were second to none, his body constantly feeding him a wealth of information through all five of his senses, this battle having him rely more on his sense of touch and sight more than anything else.

When the wind user came at him with her stab, Dylan dodged again, this time launching a counter offensive of his own. He would grab her arm just behind were the blade formed, then give her a solid elbow to the body, nothing that would hurt too much, but enough to knock the wind out of her(heh, wind). While he did this, he'd position his foot behind her back leg, bring them in close for a split second before he let go of her hand to perform a spinning leg sweep, the leg continuing upward, before coming down to a stop right over her throat. A shit-eating grin on his face, Dylan would then do a quick backwards cartwheel away from his fellow judgement member, stopping in another upright stance a few feet away, continuing to bounce on his feet as he made a "get over here" gesture with his hand. He'd shown that he could've ended it right there, technically ending the spar, but no way was he going to let it go over so easy. He wanted to drag this out till he felt like he'd had a good fight, or had been beaten. 

Which ever came first.

Akira

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"Suspension seems a little much for eavesdropping, and didn't want to interrupt your conversation with Anderson-san. I do try my best to be polite and considerate to all people."

Akira walked in, only to blink as another student and a duck flew into Andeerson from the window, though he quickly recovered and acme to assist them both out of the jumble they had been in. Once they were separated, he'd back up a bit, a look of concern on his face as he checked them over for any injuries. Two tendrils of blood would slip out and solidify to form a pair of hands, which would grab the duck and give it a light toss out the window, allowing it to fly away to do what ever it is that ducks to. The tendrils would then slip back into his back with a 'slick' sound. 

"Are you okay, do you need any assistance? If you're injured any where I may be able to provide some assistance." Being a Haemokinetic and having an O-blood type, he could use his blood to heal skin deep injuries, though the down side being he could only use the blood of another O-type to heal himself.