Frago
Undecided Final Year Apprentice
Infirmary

"Hey, I wouldn't strut around if I didn't have reason." I said with a wink, "Actually, I probably would."

Then I heard the bad news. It would have to be amputated.

"Damn. Well there is plan B..." I said, looking up at Baltiaire's friend.

"Do you know a numbing spell and one that can heal extreme burns?" I said, as a jet of white hot flames appeared at my fingertips, "Because I am going to melt it off, and it is going to hurt like all hell..."

Baltiaire
Undecided Final Year Apprentice
Mess Hall

Soon after Frago went to the infirmary to deal with getting his but whooped, I left the courtyard after the official seeming people came. I made my way to the Mess Hall, finding a seat, and metalbending my keyblade into a pair of black vambraces. Though it wasn't a real keyblade, and therefore couldn't disappear like Frago's, I could still make it easier to carry with my abilities.

Though I was proud of beating Frago, and let him know it, I was tired as anything from the session. Before I knew it, my forehead rested on the table, and my eyes were struggling to stay open.

*Perfect spot for someone to come over and interact with him if they want.