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Dean was still in the kitchen flexing his muscles a bit. He did that sometimes when he was bored. He also needed to kill time a little to mess with their heads. But he wondered how they would assault him. Would they use weapons or only their own fist and feet? Dean hadn't been very specific on that. He shrugged. It would make things a lot more interesting that's for sure. A wave of excitement surged through him as he walked towards the training room. This was going to be fun.

The idea of having them wait was to stretch their patience. If they waited too long they would call off their assault. If he entered before they could get ready it would be called off since they simply had no chance without the element of surprise. But with having them wait longer than they had planned they would get doubts. Dean stood before the door with a playful grin.

The door slid open. His muscles were relaxed, his breathing steady, eyes scanning the room. From the side a red hair student lunged at him. A premature strike since he was impatient." Too soon!" He spoke loudly. Dean bent over backward slightly to avoid the punch. His hand shot out to the boys wrist. With a twist he pulled it down behind the boys back. A kick followed up. Right against his behind causing the boy to stumble forward against another of his classmates.

Two feisty girls charged at him next. One did a low sweep at the height of his knees while the other's kick aimed for his chest. It was a decent combo. It took away a few options of him. He could not duck nor jump to avoid it. Dean caught both of their feet at the ankle. Now they were at his mercy. As the tried to get out of his grip, he quickly pushed them away while holding them to destroy their balance. Pulling them in strongly he let go of their ankles and launched both of his palms against their chest to knock them back." Nice coordination!"

One fellow with a Bo staff came at him. The staff spun expertly as he rotated it constantly. Twisting and turning his own body he launched upward strikes with both ends of the staff as he continued to rotated them. Dean had always liked that young man. He was good with weapons. The movements of the staff varied with horizontal swings. The way Dean was dodging without trying to counter must have had him thinking he had him on the ropes but it couldn't be further from the truth. The moment the guy went in with a stab Dean stepped deeper his range. The guy responded excellently by leaped back with a spin of the staff. But Dean had anticipated that. He continued to rush in and before the guy had a proper stance Dean slid past his defense and swooped his feet from underneath him. His sweep followed up with a kick at his waist which connected painfully. " Excellent!" He shouted out in his excitement.

But as always there was one among them who he just disliked. And the feeling was most mutual. The guy came running at him shouting and swinging a baseball bat at his head. Dean caught it, twisted and decked the guy full force in the face. This may seem to be a bit too brutal of a counter but the student broke an rule of his. The student fell backwards. Blood pouring out of his nose. Dean stood over him and stomped his foot on his chest as one final punishment. He was visibly angry." You never..EVER fight like that! You understand me?! Using a baseball bat aimed at my head....you freaking idiot! This is martial arts not some gang fight! Get the hell out of my sight!" Dean shouted at him literally kicked him aside towards the exit.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, letting the anger flow away. This would not spoil what just happened.

" The rest of you...well done.With a bit more coordination like the girls did you might have stood a small chance." Dean said with a proud smile. He really did think they did a good job.

Cassie glanced up occasionally at the fight, but spent most of the time inspecting her nails. She dropped her hand and watched as the one guy came running with a baseball bat and Cassie watched as Dean fought back, leaving the student with a bloody nose. She buried her face in her hands as Dean shouted at him and she muttered, "Idiot... what an idiot..."

Glancing back up she listened to Mr. Nixon praise the rest of the students. There were a few reluctant smiles of the students despite their disappointment. She noticed as the action progressed Felicia approached her closer, and Cassie smiled some, before saying, "Well, Mr. Nixon, since the chance to get out of class didn't work for anyone, what's the lesson for the day? Besides charging head first into a martial arts match is stupid and reckless..."

Some looks were exchanged between the students as Dean spoke about the mutant collars and then singled out Cassie. She blushed slightly at his praise and the awed look of her classmates. While Cassie loved being in the spotlight, but there was a down side too: her classmates would start bothering her and acting like she was something more amazing than she really was.

"I suppose I have to head over to the danger room, too?" Cassie sighed. "Something about keeping my skills sharp even though I have hands on experience with those things, right?"

"Aw come on," said the boy who had attacked Dean with a bo staff, "Maybe you can give us a couple hints on how to deal with those things." Cassie raised a brow at him before turning her attention to her teacher as she stretched.

"A-yep. You should. They took me down with those things so you should." Dean replied. He raised a eyebrow at the question of a couple of hints. He might be right though. A couple of hints wouldn't be too bad.

"Well you should keep that staff with you. Keep on deflecting those sticks. That's just for when you are at the end of it. But with all poles and staves, you should step in close. They can't put enough force in it if you are in close. So try to deflect and then step in." Dean said finishing his hints. That should get them on their way.

Felicia Carter
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As the class left for the danger room. Felicia stayed and approached Myth. She was still rubbing her neck. It was obvious that his words left an impression of sorts on the fox girl.
She looked up to him, "So, what now?" she simply asked.

Felicia Carter
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Felicia nodded in agreement. There was no denying that the girl need ore training. "I'm not sure if I'm the natural or the other side is... That dream... the green eyes staring back at me. I do fear that it does mean something more. Something that has not come to pass yet..." she seemed a little worried about it all and was rubbing her arm.

Felicia Carter
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Felicia nodded at his advise, he had a point after all she didn't know what it all meant and there's no certainty that she would realize that it has come to pass. With a little more enthusiasm she nodded as he requested that she put on her gear.

With her gear on she faced her teacher. Though she had her foot guards on she took off her socks and shoes. Her feet felt like they were suffocating, she wasn't sure how people could wear them all day. She felt she needed to feel the ground somehow. She felt most comfortable that way and less bounded.

She stood there with one of the defensive stances she was taught yesterday. "R-Ready when you are."