[h1][u][b]Oswald Connolly- Critical Failure[/b][/u][/h1]

Once again, Oswald found himself overwhelmed by the level of math that they were expected to do. This stuff looked like specialized knowledge, rather than part of a general knowledge base. He was a Huntsman, all he really did was slash things and help people. Sure, he could understand learning history, but math? Especially this [i]level[/i] of math?! It was absurd. 

So Oswald's mind did the most logical thing in the face of absurdity: shut down. His shoulder slumped, his eyes turned hollow and blank, and his mouth hung ever so slightly open in total confusion. 

He stayed like that until he heard the music, and more importantly, Sapphire saying his name as she made her way out of the classroom, motioning for him to follow. More than happy to abandon this evil work, Oswald followed after her. As she pulled out a set of ear plugs, Oswald's eyebrow raised. [i]I keep my ear protection in my locker with my other stuff. Damn school making us wear these uniforms instead of our combat gear. Though we do stink to high hell after a good fight, so...maybe that's not such a bad thing.[/i]