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Rachel stared around the room he'd been assigned to teach in. He'd have much preferred if it had say a window, both for his and for the students' benefits, but beggars can't be choosers.

And speaking of begging, he honestly hoped he didn't get fired for what he had planned on doing to part of the room. The walls were totally white - something that vaguely unnerved him but he, again, could cope - save for three medium sized rectangles he'd painted on there with black paint. There was also a punching bag on a stand that he'd attached to the floor. It could be adjusted for the height of the user - in this case his new student. There were paints and a sheet with paint stains laid out by the wall with the rectangles as well.

Hopefully his plan for the student he was to have would be successful. She was listed as a Dilligence-Wrath combination with Wrath dominant. Essentially, that made her a perfect tank in a fighting situation, but given how Wrath was dominant, it wasn't quite perfect yet. He had a feeling this girl hadn't exercised her other half much at all, which is what he planned on having her do that day. The punching bag was to show her how it applied to her other half.

Well, the only way to see if the plan worked was to try it. All he had to do before getting started was wait for his student. Mareike should be showing up any time about then and he was interested to see how dealing with her would be.

Rachel was seated on one of two beanbag chairs that were in the room (more economical than finding real good chairs) and doing his looking around from there. At Mareike's question he nodded calmly, not really rising to greet her.


"You can have a seat if you like. Close the door behind you, if you could - the techs somewhat unnerve me and I don't need them staring during class." he stated calmly, head resting lightly on his one hand as he spoke.

"Yes, well I don't determine that you have to learn. Mostly just what you learn." he said with a shrug, not really moving his head from his hand, though he kept his eyes on her.


"Well, I planned on you doing something dull and boring to hone your diligence side and increase your focus. If you can successfully focus on something you don't like, I'd assume it would probably help in things you do like too." the man explained, gesturing at the paint set up behind him.

"You're mostly just going to be painting stuff in those 3 rectangles. The punching bag is for when you need a break. You pretty much just need to try to paint something out of your head into that area and concentrate till you've finished with each rectangle. S'about it really."

Rachel leaned back over his chair so he could see her behind him. "The paint's really awkward when you first use it, but if you keep concentrating and practicing with that first one, you'll probably do better on the next ones." he explained, stretching a bit.

"oh, and you can use the area around the rectangles to dab paint for testing colors and the way to do lines.......and just to doodle when you're bored but don't want to mess up your picture." he added as an afterthought.

Rachel looked over towards the wall, inspecting it to see that she'd completed her first rectangle. Nodding, he smiled slightly with approval.

"All right. You can take a break for a bit. Sit down, mess with the punching bag, run around the room. Do whatever. Standing there the whole time to paint is a bit tiring and tedious, so you may wanna work out a bit of energy in between pictures. You can do the next one when you feel you're ready."

In all honesty, it actually seemed a reasonable setup. In his book, Mareike was currently ranked among his better students. He hadn't had many who did what he wanted and were actually eager to try his bizarre lessons, so that won her a few points with him. But then, if one thought about it, Rachel was actually rather easy to please if you were cooperative, which most of his old students hadn't been. The Wrath girl was though, at least currently, so that was good.

"So long as you don't get in trouble for it." he commented, stretching out in his chair and attempting to think up some sort of lesson plans for other students he'd been assigned. They came on different days but still, he never really knew what to teach till like the day before. The only way he'd even come up with the set up for Mareike was he wanted the room painted to get rid of the 'sterile, not lived in' feel and had had a sudden burst of inspiration.

"Some people don't really want you painted on their stuff or in their houses, so you'll have to ask around before you do that. Though if you wanna do more of it and aren't allowed at home, you're more than welcome to come back here and do it. This room freaks me out being all white and clean." he stated, voice steady as he started grumpily at the ceiling.

"You never know. Some people are just that damn skilled." he grumbled, rolling his eyes a bit at the last bit. "And some are very good at cheating without being seen - or blinding the eyes of those who might see."

Rachel couldn't agree with the girl more. Cheating was a royal pain in the a** and couldn't be more annoying. Particularly being brought up in a place where someone could threaten his life and cheat their way out of it, but if he even looked at someone wrong, he could be thrown in jail. "Yes, cheating is terrible." he mumbled, offhand.