[b][u]Oswald Connolly- Math class[/u][/b]

Oswald couldn't help but chuckle at Sapphire's response. "Yeah, they'd probably build monuments to your sacrifice." Grabbing at a pencil, Oswald grimaced and got ready for class to begin. He was dreading every second of the mathematics class. He'd already proven....less than adept at the subject.

Ben's chastising went over his head, as he wondered what he would spend that evening doing. Without an evening class, he had a bit of free time on his hands, and he was wondering what it would be best spent on.

Suddenly, he felt something his his head. Reaching up to grab it, Oswald perked an eyebrow when he saw that it was a paper airplane. Unfolding it and reading Diamond's note, he frowned before writing a response and launching it her way. 

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[i]For now, we have to deal with it. Hopefully he'll prove to be less....emotionally fragile than he seems. Fighting for your life tends to bring out a different side to some people.[/i][/hider]