Morro looked up and wagged his tail, he turned around and trotted away, this time heading to the sobbing Durly

Martin glanced back at Andi in time to see Morro trotting away. "Boy I hope Durly's okay..." Martin shook his head. He had two reasons for not talking to Durly himself... one, he was the one that made Durly mad. Two... he would not WOULD NOT be able to go the whole conversation without making a joke. That just wouldn't work. Some reasons he sent Andi instead... she seemed to know what other people were thinking, and she's could definitely hold her own. She had spoke to Durly before. Durly wasn't mad at her. Last and definitely least, she was female. That might help slightly... though Martin could only grin and shake his head at the thought. "Teenagers." He murmured, though knowing he was much worse than them when he was in his teenage ... and adult years. Martin never really grew out of being 20... even though he was closer to 40 now. No one knew exactly how old Martin was. They just assumed he was 20 or something, and he was actually in between 35 and 40.

Andi looked back at Martin who was walkign away then back at the little german shepard who trotted away. She instantly followed closely with the german shepard all the way to a room. She peeked in hearing someone sobbing, she walked in further with the shepard. Finally she spotted Durly now she was unsure what to do, this is not exactly how she wanted to talk to him but she was just going to go with it. She quitely walked in further leaning against the door frame, she opened her mouth to talk but only a sigh came out. Talking was not her best feature... "Hey what's wrong?" She said softly unsure if he actually would want her there or not

Martin walked back to the battle arena, seeking Fury circling the bigger dragon. He smiled when he saw the Wyvern literally trembling with rage... but she was holding it in. Martin knew for some dragons that could be disastrous, but for the some that could handle it... fighting with balled up rage was by far the best way of fighting. Even as a human he used that skill, over and over. Martin also approved of how Tyler was trying to wait for Ally to make the first move. Then he turned his attention to Ally. Force field... great choice. That meant she was in defense. Martin preferred offense, but that was only because he was very experienced in combat.

Durly looked up and saw it was andi, he saw Morro next to her, "Trader" he said looking at the dog, he looked up at andi, "don't you have class"

Andi rolled her eyes slightly "Yes I do but you also got class too." She walked further into the room into the room sitting next to him "So what's your excuse for skipping?" She glanced over at him waiting for his response

"I don't have a dragon" he said, looking at her, "you shouldn't be late, or ignore the rules"

Martin tipped his head. "Hm? Oh but Ally... I think you need to try. How about this, Tyler gets to make the first move... and you can make the second. I really do want to see Celia and you as a team" Martin worded his saying very carefully. He wanted to see Ally and Celia fight... he needed to. This was his examination of their skills, and he believed Tyler, Ally, Fury, and Celia were very evenly matched.

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Tyler tipped his head. He listened to Martin, then looked back to Ally. "Yes, I can go first." Tyler nodded. He said something to Fury... who looked pleased. This was what she was best at... offense. She circled Celia a little faster, whipping her tail back and forth, flapping her wings, and growling. Tyler knew this attitude... Fury must be more angry than he thought. He said a soothing word, grabbing on and hanging on for dear life.

Andi tilted her head "Doesn't the academy give you a bonded dragon if you don't have one?" Now she was confused and if she had to she would march up to the office to demand that Durly get a banded dragon. She just ignored his other statement