Grayson finished a spar with Lydia, with neither gaining a hand over the other.

Seems like we're matched so evenly to the point where it's impossible to get a hand over the other, Grayson thought. "Good match. You're a good sparring partner." He held out his hand.

Lydia looked at it for a moment, then said, "What am I supposed to do with this?"

"Umm... You shake it, of course."

"Okay." Lydia shook his hand.

Grayson was surprised. "You've never had a formal match before?"

His partner shook her head.

He sighed. "Whatever. The professor said we needed to fight a few more matches before class is over." He spotted a familiar orange-haired kid. Wait a second. Oh, dear. It really is him.

Grayson walked over to Jr. Azulon and said, "Want a spar?"

Logan couldn't help but hearing the sounds of battle. Of glorious conflict! Of maddening fighting! Well....not really. Hearing the scuffle, Logan slowly made his way  to the training field where two fighters had just ended their sparring match.

Smirking, he walked right up to the two. "Pardon me, but I couldn't help but overhear you two sparring." The blind boy unstrung his lute carefully. "Would you fine folks like a theme song or two to accompany your match?"

Little did the lute player know that he had just cut rudely into a conversation the two were having with yet another student. A certain orange-haired student....

River walked up to the students. She seemed irratated, and was  getting mad. She did enjoy being a teacher, so she could yell at students. WHen she made it to the group she started yelling "If you students dont begin sparing in one second, I will fight you." She started to walk back a little but then turned around. "You know that sounds fun, The winner gets to fight me, and have the honor or losing to me."

"Ahhhhh!" Jr screamed at the top of his lungs. "We get to fight stuff! Yes! I can set stuff on fire, burn stuff, hit stuff, punch stuff, kick stuff..." He mimicked a martial arts stance as he listed the activities. He gave the boy named Grayson a thumbs up symbol, "Of course I will fight you,"He thrusted his thumb at his own chest,"That is, if you think you can handle my-" He was suddenly interrupted by a slightly familiar face."That is n't fair, no one ever interrupts the challenger in TV shows." He remembered the boy from somewhere, but he couldn't quite place the face.

He was startled to attention by a teacher's scream. He jumped, suprised by the brashness of her statement. Bleh, my dramatic entrances aren't a hit, yet again.

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"We'll get right on it, professor," Grayson calmly reassured. He then turned to the two.

"I believe I met you a while ago (http://rwbyfanon.wikia.com/wiki/Thread:5044)." He held his hand out to Jr. "I do hope we have a good match." As for Logan, he said, "I assume you are blind? Because you never would've interrupted without a good reason. For the tune, I guess we could go with a few songs."

Lydia, meanwhile, was silently watching with a stoic face as the scene unfolded. 

Logan shrugged. "So you assume I'm blind just cause I interrupt your conversation? That's kind of a big assumption. For all you know, I could have just decided to be a jerk and completely ask you out of the blue about my music." 

Taking a few steps back, he carefully sat himself down and began to play a fast beast tune. "But since you asked so kindly, I'm more than willing to play for you a few songs!"

With expert skill, Logan strung together a few notes.

"Oh, and for the record, I am blind. That's still no need to make assumptions. Especially to a cripple!"

River walked back to her original place, ans started to yell "I will be the referee for this match, I will declare when the battle is over, There is only one rule dont kill the other person. Before I forget the winner will get a special prize. I am not alllowede to do this but I believe it will bring more fun to the fight." River put her hands over her head and then swiftly pointed to each fighter. "Begin"