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disregard this post.

pure white wind from out of nowhere consumes whisper. since she was in the air her whole body was rotating. they flew through the sky in whatever way whisper angled her body. " the air was condensing around them. " Whisper! even the most talented swordsmen can only keep this up for a few seconds! if you feel yourself losing control then stop doing in for a second and do it again! " the vacume was almost impossible to resist.

" ok that's it. remember that vortex move I told you about? we can suck the air from their lungs if we can keep it up long enough."

" gah! jump away and get some distance! "

" I don't like this... stay vigilant! "

" stabbing. stabbing is the best way to take down a claymore user. don't worry I wont go deep but attack high and stab a lot. "

bronzeshine yelled like a ref. " on your mark! get set! GO!

bronzeshine lowers his voice. " ok so. If I'm being a lite sword like you said you wanted me to be. then I am less durable, just say the word and I will bulk up ok? now lets do this. "

" what do you think whisper? that sound fun to me. " said bronzeshine. welcoming the challenge.

" ok! " a dark wind appears around whispers feet as bronzeshine powers up. " I can cut through the air a lot faster than most swords. so don't be afraid to wave me around like a madman. " even as she stood there she could feel her air resistance decreasing. it was a lot easier to move.

bronzeshine walked over to a open spot with no one for a dozen yards away. " here's good. " he jumps and turns into a sword. " so how should we start? "

" that sounds like a good idea. " bronzeshine looks around almost for a prompt. " ok so I guess we'll just be off then. " said bronzeshine as he got up with whisper.

bronzeshine put his paper away feeling a strange sense of trust in his instructor. " what do you want to do Meister? "

bronzeshine smiled as he felt like a pet. being fed a soul. he looked at the clock. class had begun long ago but all he said was. " sir if you don't mind me asking. how we spend our time here today? "

" its dew tomorrow morning right sir? " if not that meant he could sleep tonight, if so than he was pulling an all nighter on his first day.

" she's my Meister. so I guess that's the majority she's in? " said bronzeshine trying to guess what majority's there speaking of.

a one hundred page essay on respect. he could do that, but the teacher needed to learn the fine line between poking fun on your first day. and blatant disrespect. he takes out a pen and paper and starts working. he writes at a good pace wile his full attention was on the classroom. a talent in witch he prided himself greatly.

" its whisper sir. " says bronzeshine as he points to the pony sitting next to him

ugg. that was a life line you show off. thought bronzeshine. 30 seconds.

bronzeshine looked at the clock. if she could go 50 seconds without being nailed then class would start.

bronzeshine took a book and threw it at her. trying to spare her the pain of a punctured lung. it was a good throw aimed right at her mid section.

well bronzeshine. get ready to be used as a meat shield. he turns to see what she has in store.

bronzeshine lays back in his seat and his eyes glaze over. ****, he thinks to himself. no rats for 400 yards. slowly more students fill up the room until the bulk of the class is here. still 5 minutes to go before class begins.

( should we fast forward time until it starts? or wait a bit. )