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His talk with Riley awhile back had already put him a little on edge. That speech she gave did not help too much with that either. People were becoming a little complacent, not that he could blame them. A lot of new students had come by and were pretty oblivious to what had happened before after all.

Jericho's days attempting the Trial by Fire obstacle course told him that he definitely could use some work. Between that and the fact that he had been killed on the island by traps, he figured that something needed to be done to keep people's skills sharp. A bit of survival training in a sense. This sounded like just the sort of thing for the Fitness Club.

The idea was to set up a course.. one that wasn't on fire so that the undead wouldn't be so put off by it. Also, one on campus so it'd be more easily accessible by the students. There was a small problem with this plan though. If his attempt at making a robot at Mad Science was any indicator, he couldn't really build anything all that well. Some of his ancestors might be skilled blacksmiths, but that wasn't really a skill passed down. The course would need to be stable and not fall apart while in use.

However, he knew of one guy who could do just that. A part of him couldn't really believe he was going to go to him of all people considering their rough history, but Christof was the only one he knew that could do the job. Well.. he supposed there could be Barth as well... maybe. But he didn't really feel like relying on a Sloth demon for making an obstacle course.

The dragon didn't know where the Igor lived, but he knew one place the guy could be. Jericho made his way to the Mad Science room, peeking in to see if the patchwork was anywhere around.

"Christof?" he called out while looking about.

Oh good, Christof was here. It looked like he was working on something or had been, judging the contraption that was in the room. Jericho saw that look on the igor's face and it seemed that there indeed was no love lost between them. Well, fair enough. At least he had his attention.

"I need a favor from you," he started, "Not really sure what I can repay you with right now but we'll figure that out. But.. basically I need something big built."

The dragon waited to see if he still had the other student's attention. If so, he'd elaborate more on what his plans were. But if Christof was going to brush him off, then he'd go elsewhere.

Having Christof's interest potentially, Jericho grinned while trying to figure out where to start.

"I think it's safe to say that students new and old could use a little extra practice with getting around. You remember how things were on the island. That place was a jacking death trap," he began, "I think an obstacle course would do the job. Nothing that would seriously hurt people, but something that would still push people to their limits... testing speed, agility, and strength."

Pausing there, he looked to the side at the thing Christof had been working on. Wait.. was that a motorcycle? Eh, it didn't matter too much right now.

"It'll need to be challenging, but not quite impossible. And it'll need to be sturdy enough that it can withstand people running through it without breaking."

Letting everything sit in and digest for Christof, Jericho watched as he began to scribble onto the chalkboard. It looked like he was outlining some ideas for the course overall. He grinned more widely now that he was sure that the Igor was on the job.

"I don't think a race would be needed, but there should be some sort of time limit for sure. If they don't reach the end goal by the time it's up, they fail their run," Jericho said, beginning to address the bullet points, "Hm... Sharp blades could be good if we can get the clearance. If not, we can have swinging hammers instead. And yes flying should not be allowed. But.. possibly some sections requiring balance. Since they'd be timed, they'd have to be pretty good on their feet to not topple over. Perhaps some other areas where a sort of jump is needed. It kinda ties in with the speed over all."

Staring at the strength, he rubbed his chin, thinking.

"Lifting would work, as well as like... climbing sections where it'd focus on upper body strength. Like.. where they'd be hanging sort of so they can't really use their legs or tail to propel themselves," he said, "We can split up the course into different areas that test out different skillsets specifically. This way people can take a short break between each stage too."

It seemed he had been thinking about this for a little bit.

"As far as materials go, I'll help out however I can. I... can carry quite a bit with my true form and all."

Waiting for Christof to finish writing again, Jericho thought it over and nodded. It all sounded pretty good. By good prices and dogs, he had a feeling that the Igor meant 'free' things. He wasn't too sure about the thought of stealing, but... it was junk. Who would sell junk?

"Alright, that sounds good," he nodded before pausing, "I think two or three stages will work for this. One that primarily focuses on speed and agility, one that primarily focuses on strength, and one that's a bit of the mix. It might all have to be somewhat elevated... if people fall off the course, they're disqualified."

With that in mind, he began to think of what things could work to push people.

Jericho paused at that question. That was one thing he didn't really consider all that much before.

"I don't have a specific time frame in mind actually. The sooner the better, but there's no exact 'due date' if you get what I mean," he replied, "This is more or less a side project, after all."

"Alright. When are you available? I'm pretty much ready whenever," Jericho said. It seemed that Christof had another project he was currently working on after all. As for himself, he didn't really have anything in particular outside of his usual schedule of classes and being a trainer for some students.

"Sounds good to me. Let's meet up at the school gates then later at 11," Jericho nodded. Seeing how that was all taken care of, he went on and left Christof to finish working on his things.

Later that night at the designated time, the dragon stood by the gates a little early, waiting for the patchwork. He had an idea where the junkyard was, but he hadn't really been there before. It would be ideal if they went together, especially if there were guard dogs like Christof had hinted.