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         Allura found herself to be one of the only people, if not the only person that was interested in the instructors rantings. She was curious what had happened to the instructor and the mention of her wanting to understand daemons had peaked her interest. She of all people knew more about daemons than anyone her age should ever be allowed to know. People usually were all the same, they would mold their opinion based on the opinions of others. The fact that this person had an opinion of their own made her wish they were still alive now. And yet for those rare species of humans that dared to think differently, death was a similar fate. When she heard him announce that the students were put into teams however, she wasn't very happy. Allura disliked working with others, furthermore, she had a hard time finding people to be trustworthy or even reliable let alone competent enough to work with. Her classmates didn't seem to share her feelings though, at least not the majority. She heard everyone behind her beginning to get up and shuffle around looking for their teammates. One by one they started to introduce themselves and it was inevitable she would have to do so soon, as well. Her own thoughts however were interrupted as a young sounding male voice spoke to her.

"Yes, I am Allura, you must both be my teammates then." she said, as she stood up beside where she had been sitting. Immediately she felt a wave of anxiety wash over her while she was also bombarded with foreign energy. She glanced at Maddox, guessing him to be the nervous one, and Cuddy to be the ball of positive and optimistic energy with a naive sense of happiness that seemed nearly unwavering. The two emotions together were rather unsettling, however it seemed as though their team's personalities were really well balanced, fighting prowess aside, they should in theory mesh well. Whether they could be trusted was entirely another story. Behind her teammates she could hear the two toned hair girl with the god complex and her teammates bickering with one another. She took a deep breath and focused their voices out of her mind, the thoughts of every person in the room were enough already.

It was a bit unfortunate that they were not briefed about the exercise, however as long as her team could adapt quickly and perform on point they may be okay. Her mind started racing about the possibilities of the exercise, but moreso how she was going to deal with being with a group in general. Back home, she would not work with anyone without them earning her trust before hand. However, she trusted her own abilities, if her teammates proved unfit she would have to work that much harder. "I am not too happy about our whole situation, but I don't think I will be given a choice." She paused for a moment. "I would like to know what I am working with, what are your specialties?" She stood rather stiff if not awkwardly so, her expression lacking of emotion, "With all group or rather team exercises, the key is being able to work well with one another and having that trust in your group, lastly knowing each others strengths and weaknesses." She paused clearly they meet none of that criteria. "We may not have those things now, but if you need to believe in anything, believe in what we could be and what we will become."

Her attention was again directed to the others in the room, one by one she slipped into their heads and processed their thoughts. The difference between the youth of this class and those of her hometown were drastically different. Many of the them lacked that control and discipline and hadn't lost that innocent mentality that was nearly beaten out of you at a young age where she came from. The boy in front of her, Cuddy, she found to be very refreshing. She couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive about his demeanor in any kind of combat or even confrontation. She saw him as someone that would be easily taken advantage of by others or overwhelmed by chaos. She would have to keep an eye out for this one for all of their well beings, especially his own. Maddox however, was lacking in either self confidence or social skills. She didn't need any of her own to know it was likely both. Nonetheless, she knew better than to judge people on their quirks, flaws, or insecurities. This was definitely not the ideal team, but only the future would prove if it was a good one. She was taught from a young age never to underestimate the people around her, regardless of not only their appearance but their demeanor. "Without a spectacle though, please." she made sure to add. Possibly the worse thing they could do before an exercise is draw attention to themselves in some way. She guessed each team would have one of each specialty or something slightly similar, so between both Cuddy and Maddox one had to be a slayer and one a healer.