Jasper noticed his smile "You got a nice smile, as white as ice" She said sincerely, she wished she had pearly white teeth like that but oh well

Larrel looked at her, "why are you commenting me?" He asked

"Because I can that's why" She said with a huge huff "Just take it, no need to question everything

Larrel looked at her, "I have a right the question things"

Tyler glanced at the teacher as she told them to pick a weapon. He walked over to the wall and examined everything. Tyler wanted something that could work in both close combat and faraway. He could use his special daggers... but he wanted something extra. Tyler finally picked a small sword... almost short enough to be a dagger. He twirled it around in his hands, content with how the weight balanced. It was small but there was also a lot of steel there, so it was a heavier sword. Tyler then made a slight face a pit it back. He grabbed something else instead... the plainest, drabnest, weirdest thing there. A couple medium sized rocks attached with a thick rope in the middle that was about 2 feet long. Tyler smiled and stepped back. He tipped his head and listened to what the teacher said. There was no Way he was choosing a partner... but he didn't have any friends, so it would be easy for someone to choose him. He overheard what Larrel said ... about not wanting to be a demon... how they were cruel and such... and how Larrel looked at him... and it did make Tyler sad. He wasn't like most demons. His shoulders sagged slightly as he waited, wondering who he would have to fight... and what he would have to do. "Teacher, what is the goal?" Tyler asked gruffly, raising An eyebrow. He glanced at Jasper and Larrel again before deciding to get ready after Willow answered.

"uh huh but it'd make life so much easier if you didn't" She said half serious half teasingly

"Yea I know, my father says that too"

"Well he's right but I guess it's also godo to question everything, it makes you more open and cautious with things" She looked around at the other students

While Tyler was waiting he sighed and walked over to the fence. This was his least favorite part about fighting. Tyler took off his leather jacket, exposing his dagger belt and the tight fitting black t shirt. Only reason he wore the tight shirt was so he could easily access the daggers. Tyler then had his wings come out. They were giant, all black feathers that glinted almost like metal. He refused to let the horns come out, though. Tyler hated the horns unless he was a dragon, so he had learned how to keep them in. Tyler picked up the thing in one hand and examined it further... it was in prime shape.

Jasper glanced over at Tyler, she looked in awe as she saw his all black wings spread out behind him "Those are some cool wings! I wish mine were all black" She huffed a bit sad