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Kamakura wasn't entirely sure why he was being paired up; more that he'd been told to report to his now mentor. The nekomata's ears had laid back, eyes glaring in feral agitation as it hadn't been his idea initially, nor was entirely pleased to be forced onto someone he did not know. He’d barely been enrolled into Amityville Academy for a mere few days, and already he was being thrown at an older, former student for further instruction.

Perhaps the only reason he’d reluctantly agreed, was when his mentor made obvious hints at knowing a thing or two about fire. Added practical use for his hobby was not something he’d willingly pass up. Learning something new had its appeal; this would certainly be a stretch for the otherwise studious demon. His knowledge of fighting was limited, as was his grasp on FEAR.

Kamakura had made his way down to the gates to keep his appointed time. With the help of the cat-skull pin he wore on his jacket, keeping his humanoid form required no extra amount of concentration at least. His eyes studied the other for a moment, taking in her appearance before speaking. “Hey there, I’d have been here a little sooner if I hadn’t gotten lost.” He admitted, glancing away from her over his shoulder back at the large campus before looking back to make eye contact. This defiantly was weird, undeniably so. Hopefully this wouldn't be too painful.

Kamakura found himself having to tip his chin up to speak to the other, which in its self was a pill to swallow. Danny was extremely tall, the older towered over him worse yet. Narrowing his gaze slightly as she seemed to appraise his tails and ears causing one ear to flick back he gave a small shrug. "I suppose that's fair. I haven't been here very long. I'd much rather be on time, I'll keep that excuse in mind." Kama gave the other a rather skeptical look. Was Danny really so qualified as she so boldly claimed? Clearly she was either boasting beyond her means, or had a great deal of confidence.

Regardless, he was crossing his arms over his chest he raised a brow at her. "Kamakura Meigetsuki. It’s…nice to meet you I believe?” Her level of enthusiasm gave the feline-demon pause baffled momentarily what to make of it.

Perhaps he’d envisioned someone with a bit more tact, and namely seriousness in their approach for being so advanced. “I’ll take your word for it.” He finally cracked a small smile despite the annoyed tail flick, shrugging his shoulders. “So what’s the big deal, what are you good at anyway?” Kama questioned his would be instructor giving her a kind of ‘spill the beans’ dead pan-stare.

Kamakura barely contained the small snort at her horrid pronunciation of his family name and first. "Please, especially if you'll make it sound that dramatic. Kama is just fine." He concluded, the first year trailed after the ghoul. She didn't state out right where they were going, but he followed her only a step or two behind.

At her mentioning fear he gave her a small nod. "Yeah, I was told not to go around showing that off just because." Kama gazed at the controlled flames, the first time he actually didn't look like a sour discontent cat and gave the glow that came from her heated body a wondering look, unafraid of the fires. While he'd stopped just out of arms-length he didn't move. "That is quiet a handy trait. I haven't met a fire demon before." He commented with a small sense of envy at her easily being able to conjure.

Even if she WAS bigger than him, at least he could find some sense of common ground in all this. "Burning things down has its merit. I'll give you that." He noted mischievously smirking as he tilted his head at her. For now he'd accept she knew her stuff until further notice. For what it was worth, she'd earned some kind of respect by his books.

No one seemed to be within the gyms halls, his shoes echoed as he walked in, helping Danny push aside some of the gear, pushing his sleeves up. He gave a sort of concentrated look at her question about what use of fire he could demonstrate. "Very limited." He admitted, but with some amount of concentration he concentrated on each of his palms two like flames, that danced flickering in illumination hot to touch. They had at least made their appearance. "But...I know a little." He spoke softly, closing his eyes briefly.

While the act of actually making the small flame orbs actually leave his hand fell short of actually showing their worth he swore shaking his hands as the fire faded. Taking his eyes off the fire had been a mistake. Calling forth his FEAR still wasn't exactly an art well mastered and made him grunt in frustration. It hadn't hurt, just hadn't been very impressive.

Especially after Danny had just shown off how easily she could make use of what came to her naturally. The worse she'd do was laugh right? Admitting he really didn't know what he was doing was a matter of pride vs practicality. "Er.." As he’d joined the Academy to improve himself he tried again concentrating on his palm frowning when nothing would follow now over thinking the action.

The nekomata gave the fire demon a bored stare when she insulted the size of the flames he'd managed to conjure. Kamakura had watched as she touched the flames while they were present. Of course they wouldn't amount to the same volume as a creature made entirely of fire. It didn't mean he couldn't learn a thing or two about fire magic in the meantime. His lips twitched into a small smile semi.

"No offense taken." For now. But that outfit... It was simply Jacking awful. Even more perplexing was he had no authority to outright deny her. The results of her mastery over fire had him forcefully curving some of his stubborn attitude.

He approached Danny then, staring for a long while without blinking as if it would help his cause. “...Fine.” His ears laid back huffing in annoyance at being made to dress up. He snatched the items from her, ducking into to the locker room. Being quick about the process he pulled on a short sleeve shirt, and long bottom sweats from the offered selections.

Kamakura was even a good sport, the sweatbands were on each wrist, all items were on save the one meant for the forehead. At that he had opted against it, plain and simple. Back out onto the gym floor he was shooting her a look that read 'Are you happy now? Can we get on with this?' Now he looked the part, standing next to the taller demon he crossed his arms over his chest. "Alright then, the real question is started on what exactly now?" If it was more conjuring he'd give it a bit more effort, determined not to have his fires referred to as little for all time.

It wasn't like he was going to complain further, he didn't know rules nor regulations on the matter and admit-ably seeing her fluttering around with boundless energy while tiresome was amusing. Especially if such a simple gesture had made the demon happy. Kamakura gave her a considering look at her list of options, tail flicking in accordance with her inquiry.

"The hotter the better, I figure." Of course he didn't really get a chance to actually say what he preferred, (although the whole throwing around fireballs bit certainly had his attention). Opening and closing his mouth he nodded as she kept talking. "Learning better control namely, but that works sure." He answered Danny, watching her one hand ignite in a lit fire. Wanting to copy his instructor, he was quick to follow her lead. While it wasn't as impressive, the nekomata still managed a healthy glow on the flames.

"There." Kama's ears perked up as he murmured, holding his hand out.