((heh. Isn't life grand. lokuri, I don't want to be mean, you are indeed right. She is new, and I know her in real life. She won't do it again, I promise.
She does an awfully good job of predicting what I would say tho. 0.o Cya lok!))
"Tara, good to see you again, follow...me?"..."Tara?"...she was gone. "ughh...lemme guess...Blake?" Blake appeared, holding Tara hostage.
"Blake. Let. Go. Of. Her." Ben's blades were instantly unsheathed, growing, spiraling tword Blake, his rage fueling them. They were ablaze. Tara had been Ben's only friend since his parents' death. If Blake did anything, he surely would not survive. Blake managed to dodge the swords, but they kept going for him. His clothes set on fire. He was rolling, trying to get out the flames. Tara was unscathed.
"Cmon Tara, registration's this way." He left Blake rolling on the floor, masters gathering.