Fight!!!!

'He seems strong. He wouldn't be able to put up a fight if we were to go hand to hand by the looks of it but, maybe, he could do it long-distance.' he looks at Orchid trying to understand this eerie aura he has been getting from him. he stood there staring at the white hair as he stared back. Thoughts flood his mind wondering why he hadn't noticed him before.

'Isn't he a healer, aren't they basically the support?' he never thought to get intrigued by someone from a support-based class, occasionally he would spare with a summoner but even that would happen seldomly.

He spotted him not long ago, he knew the white hair, Alek and Racquel would occasionally watch them spare but never really cared. Then suddenly a burst of power came from him out of nowhere, he never noticed it before but once he got a scent of it he couldn't forget it.

*****

"Hurry let's go to class, she's gonna bite us." Orchids shouts as he races through the corridor with Alek and Racquel.

"Fuck! Hurry let's go she might make us have an after period of class with her. I'm gonna breakout if I sit through her class for an extra hour. My poor face, it's been getting too oily lately, it might get worse." Racquel complains as she tries to catch up with the two boys running in front of her.

"Look's the same to me. Ugly..." comments slyly.

"Go fall into a ditch! Hurry Orchid let's go." she said that while showing her middle finger to Alek, she pushes Orchid as she tries to leave him behind picking up her pace. Alek leers as a response and follows the two as the three of them hurried onto class.

*****

Orchid

'Hmm, today's class wasn't that bad and I guess lunch was pretty good too. I guess today's been surprisingly good. Maybe that gipsy at the market wasn't full of shit.' he reflects walking across the hallway headed home since classes had finished for the day. His smile soon vanishes as she spots Jake leaning against the wall just before his classroom.

"Wait why is he at our school?" He mumbles looking at Jake immediately shifting his eyes to the floor.

"Good luck huh? Fucking gipsy..." he curses looking down trying to avoid eye contact with the blue-eyed blond as he inches his way closer to his class.

"Follow me..." Jake pulls on his arm without any explanation given. His grip was too hard to get loose from, after several attempts to get free Orchid decided to just make a run for it when he lets go.

"...." Orchid didn't have time to think as he was trying to catch up to the face-paced warrior dragging him like a rag doll, almost falling over several times.

"Uhmm I think you have got the wrong guy..." he said confused in the midst of their journey. Jake doesn't stop as they make their way to the warrior training grounds.

"Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing?!?! I can't be here!" Orchid shouts back as he realises the arena he comes to often with his friends to skip after school training.

*Orchid tried to pull my hand away but Jake tightened his grip.*

"We're gonna fight if you don't fight back then...I guess, you just die." he said with a serious look.

"Are you mad? How the hell am I suppose to spare with you? I'm a healer!" roars back.

Jake pulls out his sword from his scabbard pointing it to Orchid. He takes a step and wings the rusty sword with the aim to slash Orchid. Orchid's eyes enlarged as he dodges the sword.

"Fuck, are you sick or something, dude I only know how to deal with physical wounds, we haven't reached the part on treating militants with severe mental illnesses." he cries out still not understanding how did he get into this dilemma.

Jake stare blatantly and swings his sword again but this time faster. Orchid dodges again but gets a small cut on his left cheek.

"Dude I don't know what's up with you but there are laws, you can't be using us as fighting dummies."

Disregarding Orchids words, Jake swings his sword again at an even faster speed and higher precision. Orchid summons a shield that rebounds his sword.

Orchid

'Damn, I guess Patrick's class aren't that useless'

'Okay, distance, distance is all I need' trying to hearten his spirit.

*Orchid conjures up a fog.*

*As the fogs starts to rise Orchid gets into position to start for a sprint to the entrance but as he shifts his eyes for just a second Jake jolts at him with the tip aimed for the centre of his chest.*

*Orchid closes his eyes bracing for the impalement of the sharp iron into the centre of his chest.*