"I will not train you like this. I warned you when we first started this training: 'I only train those who can handle their emotional state above others.' You currently have no such control." Jonathan looked at Annie with this and turned from her. When he opened his eyes, he was on the roof with annoyance building inside him.
"I guess she's right..." He stood up and stretched. This however was cut short by the sound of scraping metal. He looked around, worry starting to grow. Like a cat he was off. Jonathan ran and jumped onto a building close by, gripping the roof and hauling himself up. With a natural grace that most didn't expect of him he handspringed, turning at the same time, over the side of the building, onto the other slightly lower building. His spell-binding eyes scanned the close surroundings.
"Annie...I need you..." His brown leather wrists bands suddenly began to expand and wrap themselves around his hands. The chocolate brown darkened to jet black and a shining blue symbol burned itself into the gloves. He raised his hands, ready to freeze anything that got too close.