Although seemingly lengthy, the spar between Dante and Jefferson was over within a few minutes; they didn't even finish an entire round. Everyone watching knew that if it wasn't for the interference from the large wolf, they probably could have. After sending the blue-haired youth out of the ring to deal with his injury, Mako went down on one knee, lowering himself closer to Dante. His voice was far normal and lacked its usual howling quality as he gave the young girl some advice. He certainly acknowledged her strengths, but made it a point to not forget about her mistakes; it would've been a waste if one didn't learn anything from their little fight."Anyway. Nice job, Missie!"
A puff of smoke was blown towards her face as Mako stood up, heading towards Jefferson.
Suddenly stopping midway, the large wolf had remembered something. "Before I forget! I'm pretty sure yer here!"
While talking, Mako proceeded to wrap his arm around Jefferson's waist, before effortlessly lifting him off the ground."Midori! Ya can't hide from this!"
With student in tow, the wolfman pointed towards his nose before exiting the arena-filled room.
With Jefferson and Mako gone, the students were now left by themselves. At least, that's what they thought. From right beside Iccho, something
suddenly appeared out of nowhere."Damn it! Brother is suuuch a cheateeeer!"
Her cheeks had puffed up in annoyance. She was dressed like what looked to be a ninja. Midori continued her fit as she stared at the fleeting back of the massive wolf, paying little attention to everyone else in the room. However, before anyone else could talk, her left eye pivoted towards Iccho; it was definitely a strange sight. "Oh! Hi there."
She said as the rest of her head turned to the students. Although lively like Mako, she had quite the bubbly personality and was probably closer to their age. "I'm Midori."
Her left hand clenched with her thumb sticking out, pointing towards her chest, while her other hand resting by her waist. She tilted her head towards her side, flashing a cheer-filled smile towards the students; well, it was more of a grin. "If you guys have any questions or need help with anything, I'm all ears."
While the rest were left inside, Jefferson found himself dangling from Mako's arm as they left the training facility. Since the moment he was picked up, Mako had not uttered a single word. He had finished almost a dozen sticks, but he still remained silent. After they had reached the outside, it only took a few steps before something else aside from smoke had left his mouth."Rushin' in with brute force is sorta my style."
He calmly spoke, with his eyes focused straight ahead. "I wouldn't have stopped the fight if ya planned on usin' yer quirk."
Whether or not this surprised Jefferson, Mako didn't really care. For all he knew, the American had already figured it out the moment the match had ended."So Blue, if ya don't mind me askin', why didn't ya use it?"
Seeing a massive wolfman carrying a student around with one arm, so early in the day, would make anyone look twice. Chances of this spreading across the campus was incredibly high.