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At this point Ridley was clinging to the calm persona at her side that was Adam like t was some kind of life line. Not in a literal and physical sense, but rather a more metaphorical way. He radiated steadiness, calmness, peace of mind. All things Ridley was severely lacking at the moment, most moments really. So despite the growing urge to deck him n the face and happily take whatever consequences it came with, she let his serene rivers work to wash her anger away. To some degree at least. It didn't really conquer it, but ebbed it, took the edge off, if only so slightly. If anything it kept her from doing something that she might later come to regret. However, it seemed that the immense agitation that was Narx himself was even getting on Adam nerves. Sometimes she forgot that was even a thing, it happened so seldomly and the chances were always so subtle. Likely Narx wouldn't have even noticed it, but Ridley did. The slight change in his stature, the rather assertive way he took his glasses off to clean, and the minor differences in his tone. Ridley was both shocked and relieved. Shocked as this was a rare thing for Adam, but relieved because if someone like Adam was getting annoyed, her anger couldn't be completely unjustified. Seriously? What was it with this team? Pissing off the two kindest members of Team DARK. Ridley was fairly certain she had never seen Azura have an outburst like that in their entire time of knowing each other.

Initially Adam's hand on her shoulder made her tense up, as if she was expecting an attack from behind and not a gentle touch of comfort. It took her a moment, but once she realized it was him, she relaxed under his hand. She almost visibly melted a bit, some of the pent up steam evaporating from her. His follow up comment actually made her laugh, at least at first. It was just amusing to see Adam give anyone any really attitude. Then again, he did tease Cecil a lot, but it was all out of love. However, once the words clicked in her mind, and she realized just who he had been referring to as pretty, her cheeks burned even brighter. her face felt hot and flushed and a part of her wanted nothing more than to hide with in her hair until the blush faded, but a stronger part of her was much to stubborn for that. She wasn't about to back down in any sense of the word with Narx there watching, so she would just have to hope that she could pass it off as anger. It might have been possible, but it didn't quite stop there. When he introduced himself, he took it upon himself to use that oh-so special word that Narx had thrown at them. There it was again, simple as that, the strange little flutter in her stomach that she couldn't quite explain and her cheeks growing warmer with it all in sync.

This time she did relent, letting her head drop ever so slightly so that her dark strands, streaked with gold due to the lost bet on the peach, fell over her shoulder and into her face. There was at least the fact that Narx looked nearly as uncomfortable as she felt with the whole think. It was a bit of a shock that him commenting on their hypothetical relationship hadn't just been some ploy to embarrass them and she took some satisfaction in the fact that it had brought him a bit of discomfort as well. Still, if it hadn't been intentional and he had actually thought they were an item.. she couldn't help but wonder who else had those thoughts. Sure she had some explainable feelings for Adam and they were going to the ball together, but she hadn't quite realized they came off in that manner to the rest of the world. There wasn't much time to linger on the subject though, as Narx was quick to get straight to business. The taunt and the devilish smirk that came with it only caused Ridley to smirk right back at him. It was less angry than before, more of a threat, possibly a challenge. "Any good, hm? Just remember that you were the one who asked for it and don't come crying to me when you can't handle it... I'm afraid you shattered my cup of care with the oh-so elegant entrance that you made."

With that Adam bid her farewell, offering her a smile before once again poking her in the center of the forehead and warning her about worry lines. She refrained from going cross eyed this time, biting on her lower lip as a failed attempt to fight back the smile tugging at the corner of her lips. She stuck her tongue out at him as he walked away, a very playful and childish action, likely vastly different from the temperamental side Narx had borne witness to so far. As she turned back to him, she gave the guy a threatening look, warning him not to say a word about the scene he had just witnessed lest he face the unpleasant consequence. He seemed genuinely curious at the point, but none the less agitating. "Just the pain. The memories are private." She stated simply, clearly wanting nothing less to keep him out of her personal affairs. There was more reason behind it than simply her own distaste for the guy, but she wouldn't let on to the fact. "What a tragic fate it would be, to have the likes of you pressing your grimy little nose up in my business." She added after a moment. It might have been teasing, but the tone of her voice was just a tad to serious and her smirk lacked its usual playfulness. This was something vastly different, if he was going to push. She was going to push right back.

He did have a good point though. It would probably be their teacher acting as a conduit for the day. Ridley couldn't say she was comfortable with the idea, but it wasn't like she had much of a say in it. She just hoped Narx's semblance would be able to take away most, if not all of the pain. Much to some peoples surprise, Ridley didn't just enjoy hurting people. She caused pain when it was necessary. So preferable, her enemies. Certainly not a teacher or some guy she had gotten into a petty argument with. However, the only way she could get stronger was to practice and it wasn't like Beacon kept hostages lying around, so this would have to do. His further taunting and attempt at a challenge drew her out of her thoughts. Once again, meeting his gaze head on, her golden eyes flashing mischievously as they locked on his. "I dunno noodle arms... you look all bark and no bite to me. I'm not sure you can handle it." Not that he looked lanky or weak in the slightest, but she wasn't about to let him off easy. Raising a brow, her own devilish smirk tugging at her lips, she tilted her head at him. "Think you can prove me wrong?" She inquired before heading to the front of the classroom towards Professor Schuer. If it really was her plans to be their conduit, they'd want to be closer.

It wasn't long before the third member of Team DVNT introduced himself, vastly quieter than the others. At least for now. If they were truly as mischievous as his sister had hinted and the events of the day had proven, he couldn't help but wonder of this guy helped cause any of said mischief or just tagged along. Either way, he was relieved that he hadn't jumped immediately down his throat like Narx had. The guy may have lightened up towards the end, but they had definitely had a bit of a rocky start. Asger couldn't blame him and he certainly wouldn't hold a grudge, but just as he would prefer to not have to defend himself or lash out against his sister's boyfriend, he would prefer the same for the rest of her team. The tension would only cause pain where there need not be any. He'd been the cause of enough of her pain, and it just might be the death of him were he to cause her anymore. The image of her in near tears was burned permanently into his mind. It would always haunt him, and he would fight to the end of the earth to keep that expression from ever breaching her face again. He refused to be the one to cause it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." He responded, returning the friendly smirk with a smile of his own just as his feathers launched themselves into the air. His gaze drifted upwards, following the feathers as he watched the drift about the air. Sometimes they would simply float about lazily as if there had been an overly rambunctious pillow fight, but moments later they would shift into a deadly formation before darting for imaginary targets and then back again. His steady cerulean gaze slowly lowered to meet Richard's once more, but before he could go about explaining his semblance, Danae beet him to the punchline. Chuckling softly to himself he shook his head lightly, feathers still circling the air above him even as his attention remained on Richard. "That's essentially it, yes. They become razor sharp, highly maneuverable and fairly quick. They would cut easily through skin, though while they become steel-like in function, they aren't nearly as invulnerable. They can be destroyed. If they are I have the ability to regenerate them at a much higher rate of speed, at least a certain number of them." He explained, going into the more specific functions of his semblance.

As he worked he was careful to keep his feathers at a safe distance from everyone in the classroom, that included his wings which were tucked tightly behind his back. They made an ideal weapon in this state. Especially in situations were his hands might be bond her carried away with other things. It was exactly this that had saved him from having the feather limbs torn from his body. Razor-edged feathers had cut right through the man that had been attempting the task and next through the ones that had held him. The thought of him caused an involuntary shudder to run through his body. The scar at the base of where his wing connected to his back throbbed, despite being completely healed. The memory brought back the pain and torment that had been etched into his mind forevermore. Shaking the thoughts from his mind, he extended his feathers further, attempting to press past his normal boundaries. As the feathers passed the twenty-five mark, they would tremble as his control wavered, before snapping back like a rubber band a few moments later.

Sighing softly to himself he would return their feathers to a normal distance, floating comfortable twenty feet above their heads. reaching up, he wiped the thin sheen of sweet that had broken out across his forehead before peering over at his sister. She looked bother tired and pained. Explainable considering how loud it must be for her in this room. It was annoying even to him and he didn't have the heightened hearing her semblance brought. Reaching out he placed a hand gently on her shoulder, letting it rest there for just a moment before dropping it back to his side. "Nearly there, Danae. You can do this." He assured her, not really sure how much comfort his words would bring her in a situation like this but willing to try all the same. He'd gone long enough doing nothing, and while maybe that had not been with in his complete control, he wasn't going to sit back any longer.

Well, he had certainly succeeded in flustering the poor girl and Eli couldn't have looked more proud at that prospect. Completely satisfied with himself, he gave her a cocky grin, watching the dark color flood her cheeks. Red in the face, stuttering and stumbling on her words, her was very easily one of the cutest things he'd ever seen. Then she flashed him that smile of hers, small, adorable, much to sweet, and utterly Cali. It was quit possibly his favorite expression of hers and for just a moment his eyes softened, gaze deepened as he took the moment to burn the memory into his brain for all of time and eternity. This was truly something he didn't ever want to forget. Granted, every memory with Cali was precious to him. Things he would always keep tucked so carefully close to his hurt. Even the bad ones, for despite the torment, fear, and heartache, they had done nothing but bring the two closer together. Truly he could not picture his life without her in it. They were so tightly intertwined they had nearly become one. Impossible to tell one twisted and tangled chord from the other. While it always seemed to be Cali who relied so deeply upon Eli, in all honesty he needed her just as much. He just showed it in different ways.

The smirk on his lips only grew as she continued to bumble along, clearly struggling to get her thoughts into logical and coherent sentences. Raising a brow at her, he waited but she seemed to have come to the conclusion that this wasn't working. She'd given up, for now. It was time for her to resolve to a different tactic. "Right, right. I'll zap anyone who so much as takes the tiniest of glances in your direction. This is a perv free zone." He teased, letting out a soft chuckle. Really he should have seem what was coming next, but as she sometimes did, she had managed to catch him by surprise. Though, he didn't react to surprise the same way she did either. A truly thoughtful expression took over his expression, and always looking to over-dramatize things, he stroked his chin several times as he pondered the thought. "You know what... I'm not entirely sure." He stated, looking truly curious at this point. "But, I'm not sure I really want to test it either... so I suppose it's a good thing you love me... pervert and all." He teased, winking playfully at the girl. He let out a soft laugh, but before he could even begin to enjoy her reaction, something entirely more surprising happen.

Her finger went straight up his nostril.

Electric orbs widened and as she pulled her hand away, his instinctively flew to his nose. They got caught in each other's path and rather than let the moment past he caught her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers. Instead his other hand rose, rubbing gently at the bridge of his nose. It hadn't really hurt. It had been a surprise more than anything else and luckily they had avoided a nosebleed. However, he didn't like to think about what would have happened if she hadn't been wearing her gloves. That would have been possibly... detrimental. Painful and uncomfortable to say the least. Not that he would have been mad her upset with Cali in the slightest. He knew she never meant to hurt him. If she really wanted to, it honestly wouldn't be that hard considering it simply took a prolong and unprotected touch. Besides, if he wanted to blame anyone it would have to be himself. He had been the one to fluster her enough to cause such a misplaced boop. With a painful bloody nose avoided, he did something that would be completely unexpected considering the look of concern on Cali's face.

He fell back on his chair and he laughed.

Not only did he laugh, but he snorted, and then laughed some more. A gust busting breath that stole the breath from his lungs. "It's fine, Cali... I'm fine." He managed to sputter out between fits of laughter. After a few moments he sucked in a deep breath of air, reaching up to wipe mock tears from his eyes. "Really, I never knew you could be so hysterical." He teased, chuckling once more. That was far from true though. The girl could really be quite hilarious when she wanted to be. It took him several more moments to compose himself, but once he had that sweet smile of his returned to his lips at her reaction to his jacket. "Of course, Cali. I have more... and if we run out of those I'll just have to go get another. It's just a jacket." He assured her, squeezing her hand gently once more before releasing her from his grip. While it may have just been a silly leather jacket to him, it was clearly much more meaningful to her. He watched as she hugging it close to her face, breathing in the scent. "Don't tell me it's really me whose smelt bad all these years." He teased lightly, though from the look on her face he could guess her opinion was vastly different. She looked nothing short of completely at peace, tranquil even.

Thee jacket had been the right move. It gave her just the boost of confidence that she needed. He smiled, watching as she kicked off both her shoes before pulling off her gloves. It was a bit of a surprise. Those things didn't normally come off, not so willingly at least. She was taking a step, taking the initiative, and Eli couldn't have been more proud of her. It showed as he beamed down at her, watching her close her eyes, focusing intently on what he assumed was to not destroy the chair beneath her. Sandy hues met hers once more, meeting him with a small and uneasy smile, but that didn't stop the teasing from leaving her lips. "First you stab me right up the nostril and now you're bossing me around... What a monster I have created." He teased smirking playfully at her. He knew those were words that had once cut her deeply, but over the years he had worked to change it, lighten it, until it could become simple teasing between them. "But how can I refuse a creature as adorable as yourself?" He added after a moment. However, he didn't not hesitate after that. Pushing back on his char he nearly knocked it over as he leaped to his feet. He took a couple steps away from Cali, to be sure she wasn't hit, and made sure no one was in his line of fire before jumping up, and landing with a fist to the ground in a rather dramatic fashion. A great surge of electricity bolted out from his fist, cackling around his knuckles and at the legs of the desk as it surged through, ten feet ahead of him.