Training Grounds 1

@Pip "Love?" he asked, blinking in slight discomfort at the wink, and then shrugged it off as a term of endearment from one of his adoring fans. Who wouldn't love someone as amazing as he? It never occurred to him that she might think otherwise. However the comment about following her and his skill really did make him wonder. 'Girls are strange.' he reminded himself as he held his hand out to her.

Before they touched though he pulled out a small bottle of hand sanitizer and squirted it on both of them. The fresh floral scent with the overpowering smell of the cleansing alcohol filled the immediate vicinity as he rubbed it over his skin. "You can never be too careful really." he explained, disregarding the confused and concerned looks of those around them. "Germs are like little Kishins so they must be stopped."

Once he was convinced they were both clean enough he put his hand in hers and closed his eyes as he sought for her soul wavelength. It was easy enough for him to feel it out and match, that sort of thing came naturally to him, he only hoped she wouldn't resist and make it difficult or they would have more to worry about than a few germs. "Ready when you are."

@Pip The space behind his hand phased out of focus as his keen eyes scrutinized his nails. It appeared that his manicurist had done a wonderful job, but then of course that was why he went to her. His cuticles were well-maintained and the bright pink shade that adorned the tip of each digit was beautifully balanced and applied evenly. Truthfully had had to admit that the design was a thing of beauty.

He was so transfixed that he didn't hear his name being called until the third repetition after which he jumped as if he had just woken up. "Y-Yes?" the half-shinigami replied and played it off as if everything were on purpose. Not even the glaring look the teacher shot his way affected him, it wasn't like it mattered because he was just going to rock whatever task they were going to give him anyway.

With some explanation it became clear that the teacher wanted a duel between himself and another meister who already had their weapon. It was certainly a challenge being that Wraith didn't even have a weapon for himself but he was not phased, he would just borrow one from someone else. As long as they were even a little bit compatible he was sure they would win.

The teacher picked out the opposition and Wraith watched as the weapon transformed, the other meister readying for the attack. "And my partner would be?" he asked and glanced around the room expectantly. Of course they would be falling over themselves to be his partner, he not only looked fabulous but he just was fabulous. But before anyone could respond the teacher selected a girl named Pip and Wraith looked at her curiously. "What kind of weapon are you?"

/stretches and goes to her room

/starts training in martial arts