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[color=f7976a][h3]Practice[/h3][/color][/center]

After taking a deep breath, Sangue glanced at the course.

On paper, Practice fit her rather well. It had much less to do with coordination and much more with her individual capabilities, unlike the other classes she took. What many others commonly misunderstood about her was that she had a somewhat impulsive nature, which was partially related to Apophis raising her and her experience when she was alone. That impulsive nature focused solely on herself- it was a selfish thing. It briefly surfaced back when she didn’t take Ben’s advice while facing the Megaladeus in class, and she continued to try fixing it.

She figured that if she wanted to get over her trait of rushing things whenever she got nervous, she needed to be more confident first. And Sangue was more confident with others if she felt less like a liability. If there was one thing BASL had taught her that Apophis hadn't, it was that a group can be its own individual entity- and she had to be a part of it to make it complete and not hold it back.

Her expression grew rigid as her feet carried her. It wasn’t wrong of her to acknowledge that she moved faster than a good portion of the students, considering her stamina and speed in themselves were disproportionately superior to her strength. But she wasn't the strongest- and keeping the bar of rectifying that was going to drive her to keep herself in check.

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[color=6ecff6][h3]Dust Apps[/h3][/color][/center]

Yun quickly (and quietly) slammed her notebook shut when the professor started her lecture, a small smile on her face while leaving no traces of recognition to her doodles.

For the most part, Yun paid attention to her professor’s words, though she would've laughed a bit at something she noticed during the lecture had it not been for the fact that she was in class. Her proper attention returned when the professor explained how the ice and fire Dust mixture worked exactly.

There seemed to be plenty of other people interested in volunteering, and she felt like watching would help her. She wasn’t too acquainted with Dust use yet, after all. Still, it didn't hurt to raise her hand, so she did just that.

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[center][color=f26522][h2]Hana Dulcet[/h2]
[h3]Senior Aura Control[/h3][/color][/center]

Hana glared at Taidan for a brief moment, almost commenting on the nickname he gave the freshmen, but she barely succeeded in holding back. No, exploding for trivial reasons was unbefitting for a leader. She needed to keep her cool and understand her teammates a little better. Perhaps there was a very good reason as to why they were the way they were. Perhaps they had to do what they had to do, otherwise they wouldn’t do what they normally do.

Right?

Right!

The pencil in Hana’s hand scrunched up as she took a short breath, her smile faker than the statement, “no lawyer went to Hell.” She was only holding back because he was her team mate. Yes. And also his face was at the opposite end of “punchable.”

[color=f26522][i]Hmph![/i][/color]

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Hana listened to the professor attentively.

Professor Iderson seemed to fully understand that scribbling on a paper about Aura was less likely to save someone than actually understanding it. Hana didn’t have any doubts about that, and in fact, was rather hopeful to get some good things out of the class. Considering she had to get close and personal to push her potential to its furthest without burning out her Aura, Aura Control was by far one of the most important concepts she had to take advantage of.

She softly shook her head as the professor asked if anyone had questions, though her eyes did glaze around the classroom- mostly at her teammates in particular. She still kept most of her attention on the professor.