[Center][h3][color=f26522]- Lukas Kunze[/color] & [color=8dc73f]Gwynn Foghlú ~[/color][/h3]
~Day Three, Afternoon~

Gwynn had decided not to attend classes that day. Not because she didn't want to attend, only because she didn't think she could handle class at the moment. She was too...distracted. She wasn't exactly the best student but even then she at least tried to pay attention even if she wasn't the most attentive. She spent [i]all[/i] day so far at the training fields. The fields were simple enough. Several Arena like areas both inside and outside, were students could practice any abilities they wanted too so long as things didn't get out of hand. A few others were here besides her, of course, but for the most part people had dispersed and had left to find lunch.

Her sword for now, had been cast aside and she was focusing more on her magic. She would need it to defeat an opponent like Aetheria. So far, she wasn't making much progress. Her normal ice projectiles just weren't enough. She needed someway to attack from a distance that wasn't a ranged attack.

...that made more sense in her head, but well, she knew what she was trying to do. At least after the talk with Swen she was feeling more focused, though not entirely better. She sighed, looking around the training field. She wasn't making any progress like this. At least no one had bothered her. For now though, she should probably take a break. She was a bit tired from being up almost all night and only getting a few hours of sleep...plus, she was more than a little hungry.

That wasn't too bad of a lunch! Meat and vegetables always tasted delicious for the most part! Stretching, Lukas let out a soft ah as he traversed towards the fields where the golems and training dummies were. It was a pretty good time to train for a bit since he would need to stay on top of things for the most part...

Plus, he had no idea where Lyssa ran off to. [color=f26522]"Probably ditching class,"[/color] he grumbled, somewhat annoyed by her mannerisms of having fun instead of taking life seriously. They were attending this school to learn how to hone their magic abilities, along with having an education, not just to mess around... eh, who knows... maybe he was being a little too uptight?

... nah.

Regardless, upon his arrival, the fields were almost devoid of students. Taking a look around, he took note of one student who looked like she was weary from this all. Of course, she also had the appearance of a noble, so that wasn't too good. Rubbing the side of his head, he decided to approach the girl and do what he needed to do to keep this curse under control - flirt.

[color=f26522]"Heya, you look pretty hot and not just from all the training you've been doing I bet,"[/color] he spoke up, giving the girl an impish smile and a wink. Brushing the strands of hair from the front of his eyes, he made sure his stature was proud, bold, and obviously daring. There weren't enough nobles around to warrant him as a Kunze, so he could be ok for now.

Gwynn hadn't really been paying attention to the guy approach. The fact he greeted her with such a cheesy and obviously flirty line and carried himself like an uppity noble? Granted, he wasn't dressed like one, but she could smell a noble a mile away simply from how they carried themselves. Well, she laughed at his idiocy. She wasn't such an easy mark, especially for some noble brat.

[color=8dc73f]"Wow that was terrible."[/color] She replied with a laugh. [color=8dc73f]"I didn't think anyone could flirt that badly."[/color] She shook her head, giving him a smirk. [color=8dc73f]"Next time, just say hi and we'll get along just fine. So if you don't mind you noble brat, get lost or you'll be getting a little more than a cold shoulder."[/color]

Lukas couldn't tell if that was a success or not, but for one, he could denote one thing.

This woman had somehow denoted him as a noble right off the bat, despite him trying to act in what he thought was a courtly way. This wasn't exactly what he planned at all. Immediately after the comment, his smile dissipated as he put a hand to his hip, raising an eyebrow on the matter.

[color=f26522]"Noble,"[/color] he uttered, speaking as if he was genuinely confused on the matter. [color=f26522]"Sorry, but I'm nowhere near being one as much as it would be nice..."[/color] He looked off to the side, scratching the side of his head as he slouched just a bit.

Also, get lost? Ouch. He wasn't going to step down, not so easily.

[color=f26522]"Hey, I can chill out, alright; don't need to act so frigid and send me away,"[/color] he spoke, chuckling a little in response to her set-up. Of course, he could only assume she had some control over the cold with that comment of hers.

[color=f26522]"My names Lukas Deboir, yours ice queen?"[/color] He smiled back affably, awaiting some sort of response as he refused to budge from his position.

What...was this guys problem? Gwynn simply stared at him somewhat in disbelief. Those terrible jokes aside, she was pretty sure this kid was one hundred percent noble. The blond didn't really know how to react at first, and simply folded her arms across her chest. She didn't want to deal with his bullshit right now. She [i]really[/i] didn't want to deal with any nobles uppity bullshit.

[color=8dc73f]"Okay, first of all, the name's Gwynn."[/color] She didn't add her last name to that. [color=8dc73f]"And you 'Lukas' reek of uppity noble, and I don't want to deal with some noble brats flirty bullshit right now...so get lost."[/color] That said, maybe he wasn't. She really didn't know and was working on a few hours of sleep, a bad mood, hunger, and her generally normal snarky behavoir.

[color=8dc73f]"But fine,"[/color] She sighed, giving a shrug as her hands fell to her side. [color=8dc73f]"Maybe your not, but I'm not in the mood for small talk right now, so still...get lost."[/color] It was then, a thought occured to her. Maybe she couldn't think of better ways to use magic, because she wasn't in an actual battle against another opponent. A small smirk formed on her lips. Well, this was a good idea. [color=8dc73f]"Heh, unless you think you can take me in a fight."[/color]

His cheerful demeanor began to wane over the chat he was having with he, giving him the impression that something was obviously wrong. His smile began to falter and his eyes began to droop as he began pondering why she was acting so... irritable. Ignoring the uppity nobles comment for now, he pondered on what to say as she began to shoot off whatever was on her mind.

Suddenly, an opening presented itself to him - when she began leering at him with a smug grin on her face. He didn't exactly know what she had planned, but he could try to intercept it. [color=f26522]"Er, Gwy-"[/color]

That was cut shorter than sliced ham as she decided to try and bring up the idea of a challenge - Lukas versus Gwynn. Of course, he was a little surprised by this, as he saw more nobles issued battles the other day versus commoners. Hmm... along with her comment, it did take one to know one. Putting a thumb to his lip, he began to tap it for a few seconds before setting his bag off to the side, grinning.

[color=f26522]"Not a lot of commoners challenge one another to a one on one duel, you know,"[/color] he grinned, taking his position. [color=f26522]"As much as we would need a teacher for this, I'm sure we can keep things regulated."[/color]

Putting his hands to his hips, he was in the middle of thinking over something, until he got a horrible idea - a wager.

[color=f26522]"This might just be a minor fight, but how about we make a wager to spice things up?"[/color] His grin became a little more wicked as he glared at the girl, before his voice became a little more stern. His gaze softened as he issued what he wanted.

[color=f26522]"If I win, you have to go on a date with me; how does that sound?"[/color]

Gwynn stared at Lukas. A [i]wager[/i]? Well, she was all for making things interesting. But a date? Now that was...certainly interesting. She was technically engaged so...going on a date with someone else was [i]probably[/i] not a good idea. If Maoin was here she'd probably tell her not to. But Maoin wasn't here, and she didn't think of Swen as anything other than a friend. So her parents be damned. She didn't care one bit.

[color=8dc73f]"...A date. With you?"[/color] She laughed again. [color=8dc73f]"Well, alright then Lukas. If you win, I'll 'go on a date' with you."[/color] But that meant she should get something if she won...but what, exactly? She didn't particularly want anything from him, nor did she know anything about this guy. She smirked, having quickly decided on an action. [color=8dc73f]"So, if I win...you let me test my spells on you for a week. No complaints."[/color]

Testing spells on him? That sound particularly chilling, but he wasn't inclined to decline the offer. Smiling confidently, he stared the girl down. [color=f26522]"I don't think I would mind the 'testing' if it was from someone like you,"[/color] he grinned closing one of his eyes as he drew one of his blades. [color=f26522]"I accept the deal Gwynn... so..."[/color]

Assuming a fighting stance, Lukas planted himself firmly in the ground, that lax stare turning hard as that smile vanished. Gripping his sword firmly with one hand, he honestly didn't know this girls strengths, so he had to gauge it easily. [color=f26522]"Let's dance."[/color]

Rushing forward, Lukas began the first stage of his assault with an uppercut slice, wondering how the girl might react in this situation. Despite her confidence, he didn't want to exactly destroy that too quickly due to the circumstances he was in.

Gwynn smirked, good! She could use a good fight to get her mind off things. And considering he looked to be like a swordsman, this was gonna be easy. She didn't mean to brag, but her swordsmanship was some of the best and she wasn't of the opinion she could lose to anyone her age when it came to it. Unfortunately, she didn't have her sword for this, so...she was going to get creative. While nothing beat a good steel blade, something else entirely could definitely work. As Lukas went in for an upwards slice, she quickly formed a long, thin, icicle in her hands. The cold would have likely bothered anyone else, but for her it was nothing more than a small discomfort.

The icicle was thin, but ice was more difficult to cut through and damage than one might think. She blocked the strike with ease, the thin blade catching Lukas' blade as it cut into the ice slightly....and started forming around the blade. With her free hand, a blunt shard of ice formed, and launched itself right towards Lukas' stomach, intending to wind him.

Drawing his second sword in the midst of his uppercut, he was thinking of launching his blade up just to throw her off and lunge forward... of course that wasn't exactly happening with what was planned.

As soon as the sword got stuck, Lukas knew this girl meant serious business as he watched the ice form over the blade. He would of tried to attempt to draw it out, but this girl probably had something up her other sleeve if she was just using one hand for this attack. Letting go of the frost coated blade, he barely had enough time to notice where her other hand was.

Quickly using his other blade, he brought it up, barely having enough time to completely block it. Instead, the shard of ice glanced off to the side as it hit the edge of the blade, flying right into the stomach of one of the target dummies. After that, he briskly jumped back, grasping his blade with his two hands as he distanced himself from Gwynn.

Gwynn smirked, glad that her little plan had worked out so well. It put some distance between the both of them, and it even cost him one of her swords...and gave her one. She dropped the ice in her right hand, making it fall to the ground with a dull thud as she grabbed the handle of Lukas's blade, intending on using it for herself.

[color=8dc73f]"Not bad, noble."[/color] She smirked as he distanced himself. [color=8dc73f]"But your not the only one who can use a sword. In fact, I like to think I'm better at swordplay than magic. So I hope you really do know how to use that thing."[/color] That said, she wasn't going to be using her sword for this. No, she was going to focus on her ranged attacks. See if she could get creative with them. Her standard ice spike wouldn't work against Aetheria, so she had to try something else.

Gripping the sword firmly in her hand she swiped her hand forwards in a horizontal fashion, five spikes of ice forming and launching themselves in Lukas' direction. He should be able to handle that alright, but if she could do something else...with the sword in her hand, she pointed it at Lukas following the ice spikes. She focused her magic under Lukas' feet, hopefully having its intended effect.

Unfortunately, the results were less than spectacular. It was semi-successful, but it wouldn't be harming anyone. Instead of the giant spike of ice jutting upwards she envisioned, more of a small spike of ice about knee height formed, likely only good enough to cause someone to trip.

As he held his sword, he listened to her monologue as he was far away from the girl. Honestly, it was the middle of the battle, not time to speak like you've won; Lukas was rolling his eyes durring the whole speech. The moment he stopped distancing himself was the moment she stopped speaking and began her next method of attack. Leaving the defense, he acted on the offense, moving forward as the girl sent out shards of ice at him.

Moving forward, he held his sword up, ready to deflect... if not for the unnoticeable piece of ice that formed beneath his feet. His eyes widened in shock as he began to fall towards the ground. He didn't have much time for reaction as he quickly went into a roll, recovering from his blunder and dodging the shards of ice in the process without realizing it.

Well, at least it had tripped him up. Well...if she was having trouble forming something from below...then something from above, might work better, then? Pointing the borrowed sword upwards and giving it a flourish, several shards of ice formed in the air above Lukas...and began pelting towards him like large chunks of baseball sized hail. She doubted such a move would work on someone with a defense like Aetheria, but it was a useful trick she had just improvised nonetheless.

As soon as Lukas executed his roll, he was ready to try and deflect those ice shards, only to feel some pressure on his sword as it rose above his head. It tilted sideways as he looked up, only to be greeted by a bunch of OTHER larger icicles raining down on him. Quickly pushing himself forward, he kept his sword above his head, deflecting one of the thick blocks of ice to the side and began dodging the hailstorm.

Dashing towards her, Lukas mustered all of his strength and used his telekinesis in tandem to launch his sword forward at a brisk speed that would be difficult to deflect. While there was the risk that he could kill her, she displayed her magical prowess and claimed to have some skill with the sword.

So he humored her as he avoided the barrage, weaving side to side as he let his mindful control over the blade go. Now he just had to leave it to physics to let this whole thing play out.

The counterattack, Gwynn had not been expecting. She had also not expected the fool to toss aside his only other weapon. What an idiot. But fine, then. He wanted to lose, then he could lose. That said the sword was flying pretty fast towards her, so she had to react quickly. She barely had enough time to sidestep the speeding sword, in fact the blade grazed her clothes lightly. If she hadn't dodged that...well, she'd like to not think about it.

Instead, she was about to win this.

As he ran at her, a thin layer of ice formed on the ground under him. Its effects were immediately obvious. The uppity noble slipped, and fell on the ground on his back. Immediately, Gwynn left her stationary post and stepped onto the ice, years of ice skating and practicing balance upon ice paying of. The blond quickly skated over to the Noble...and jumped on top of him as he slid to a halt once the ice melted. She straddled his chest with a smirk, pressing the pointed end of his blade into his neck. Lukas was likely getting quite the view. Gwynn was sweating just a bit from the exertion of all of her training that day, and was breathing heavily.

[color=8dc73f]"So, how's it feel to lose?"[/color] She smirked from on top of him.

Lukas wasn't expecting the floor to quickly turn to ice as he fell onto his back, sliding on his posterior. Grunting in some pain, he barred his teeth, as that slightly hurt and dazed him somewhat. Even so he could still win this despite his misstep. Before he could get up, however, he found himself on the bottom of what looked to be a... very interesting situation. Thankfully, he managed to weave his blade from midair and guide it towards the back of the girls neck.

Of course, he couldn't exactly say anything else as he lied, there. Closing his eyes, he chuckled a little, letting loose knowing full well the battle had ended.

[color=f26522]"I dunno; I usually prefer to be the one on top, but this works as well,"[/color] opening them, he smiled, averting his eyes from her nicely rounded chest, looking straight at her. Lukas could see it, but she didn't. Moving his eyes, he stared passed her beautiful visage, as if he was glancing into the sky.

[color=f26522]"You're pretty good, but I would say it's more of a draw at this point..."[/color] Making it more apparent, he pressed the end of the now floating blade into the back of her neck, being careful not to paralyze her.

[color=f26522]"Say, wanna go another round Gwynn, or are you tired after one round,"[/color] he teased, winking at her giving her a huge toothy grin.

Gwynn blinked. A draw? What did he mean by that? It wasn't long before she felt the end of the blade in her neck. Telekinesis? Well, that was surprising. Also kind of funny and somewhat annoying. She grit her teeth, glaring down at Lukas for a few moments before laughing.

[color=8dc73f]"Well, I'll admit, I wasn't expecting that."[/color] She replied. [color=8dc73f]"But ya know, I'm actually kinda tired. I've been at it since at least...I dunno, five this morning?"[/color] She exhaled, a long breath leaving her lips, dropping Lukas' sword next to him, stretching. [color=8dc73f]"So uh, I'll take an IOU on a round two, heh."[/color] Right, she should probably get off. She stood up, reaching a hand down to help Lukas up from the ground as well.

[color=8dc73f]"So, since we tied...how about you take me on a date and you become my training dummy for a week?"[/color] For the moment, Maoin and Swen both were shoved to the back of her mind. She actually had enjoyed that, and she had accomplished distracting herself, at least for now.

[color=f26522]"Sounds good to me; this is the first time this has happened to me,"[/color] grasping her hand, he accepted her help, smiling at her the whole time as she helped him up. A hot chick who was skilled in fighting and could easily hand his ass to him just as he could hand hers to her... now [i]that[/i] is hot. Once he was off his back, he began brushing himself down, but not before her mentioning what they could both do.

Eyeing the girl, he nodded in agreement, finding this whole prospect to be exciting. [color=f26522]"Ah, of course! I wouldn't say I'm too much of a dummy, considering my magic and the fact that I found you,"[/color] he stared at the fallen sword, using his mind to quickly put them into their sheathes.

[color=f26522]"So how about... training partner instead of dummy?"[/color] He looked at her softly, giving her a quaint smile. For now, he could worry about Lyssa and Luna because today was a great day.

[color=8dc73f]"Pfft, nope, still training Dummy for now, Dummy."[/color] She replied with a chuckle, giving him a friendly punch on the shoulder. [color=8dc73f]"See ya tomorrow then. I'll meet ya in front of the Library - oh and better bring your money, I'ma buy the most expensive thing on the menu."[/color] With that, Gwynn made her way to the bathhouse. She wanted a nice soak.[/center]