[center][h2]Hunter Jorgenson|Dragon Fang Training Hall[/h2][/center]
[center][@Oblivion666][@Demon Shinobi][@Amaya Tamashii][/center]

Hunter didn't even see if Zephyr had moved out of the way of the attack, the jade moving around him too thick to be seen. He did know when he landed though, and so did everyone else in the guild hall, the impact thundering through out it. When the dust cleared and Zephyr not laying on the ground with swirls for eyes, Hunter headed towards the hall and heard[color=8882be]"You win this round Hunter, but next one I'm winning for sure!"[/color] Hunter chuckled and walked in to find Zephyr relaxed against the bar's edge and took a seat next to him as Master Jack came out of his office.

[color=DarkGreen]"You didn't do too bad this time, though I might have gone a little overboard using my Secret Art. As for next time, well,"[/color] he shrugged and waved Master Jack over so he could kill to birds with one stone, [color=DarkGreen]"I'm actually off to go do some training abroad for the next couple months. Any suggested places, Master Jack, or am I heading back to my usual spots?"[/color] And then he stared at his guild master, because in all the time he'd been with Dragon Fang, never had Jack Goran grinned so mischievously.

[color=Turquoise]"Actually, Phoenix Wing has a couple of members that you might find to be good sparring partners. If you're OK wi-"[/color] And the Dragon Slayer was gone, already grabbing the pack he'd left by the door and speeding out the door, to the train station and onto a train bound for Magnolia. Jack laughed and turned to Zephyr. [color=Turquoise]"I'm sure one of our S-Class is willing to spar with you, or I can, though it would require I hold back significantly. If you're up for the challenge, I'll try to find some free time later today."[/color]

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After about a forty-five minute train ride, that Hunter forced himself to endure despite his nausea, he got off the train at Magnolia Train Station, sprinting for the guild hall. It wasn't hard to find and he bust through the doors, about to call out for the guild master when he caught it, though it was muddled with another scent. [color=DarkGreen][i]Dragon Slayer![/i][/color] Rushing towards the scent, he puts his face inches from the blue haired boy's face upon finding the scent's owner. [color=DarkGreen]"You're a Dragon Slayer. I can smell it."[/color] He sniffs around and catches the scent of another in the hall, spotting her just a few tables over from the bar. [color=DarkGreen]"And you're not the only one. But,"[/color] his face resumes the previous closeness, [color=DarkGreen]"I found you first. You, me, sparring match right now."[/color] His fist enveloped itself in jade for emphasis. [color=DarkGreen]"Unless you're afraid to fight one of your own."[/color] He glanced up to the white haired girl and pointed at her. [color=DarkGreen]"You're next after this guy."[/color]