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More was just passing by the gym. It was not the time of the day where he'd conciously go into the large building and train---or rather discover---all by himself. He didn't pay attention, for most of the times, he'd pass by without seeing anybody around this area. It was fall, and majority of the students would likely be outside, enjoying the cool autumn weather. He too, was one of them, as the young man gathered around a few sport equipments in the locker room and got ready to go outside for a stroll after his daily check-up with Doctor Manneth, whose office was in the adjacent, yet connected science building not far away.

His eyes didn't see anything, but his ears were quick enough to detect noises coming from the supposely empty gym. The sound was an obvious factor that told More someone was in the building. The young man stopped at the door and peeked in out of curiousity, wondering what kind of person would be practicing at this hour. It didn't take him long to see Alex and her punching bag. The young man mused at the sight, stopping just to take a better look at the woman...a woman right? More could recall Dr. Manneth mentioning something about an all boy school. So whoever this woman may be, she was not a student...

The young man stayed by the doorway, watching Alex silently, while debating whether or not he should interrupt the woman's training.

Skilled as she was, More was almost certain that she was one of the teachers. Her aura, however, didn't seem as formal as the teachers he had encountered. The young man realized he was staring at the woman when she turned and greeted him unexpectantly. More jumped a little, and gave a slightly embarrassed and awkward smile.

"Oh, hey..."

Even though he told himself not to, More could not help but to continue looking at the dark skinned woman. To say the least, Alex was the first female he had encountered in this school. More's left hand unconcisouly squeezed at the little object that remained hidden in his pocket, unsure of what else to say.

After a period of silence, More started again. "Please, don't mind me, sorry if I interrupted your...training."

"I see..."

Seeing the woman's relaxed and open attitude, More felt his nerves relax a little. She wasn't a teacher after all, but someone to help out? "I have heard. General Greg Larine was the teacher for physical training and military combats." He nodded, taking a few steps to enter the gym by Alex's invitation.

On the question of whether or not he was new, More chuckled. It appeared that everyone seemed to be asking him this question. "I'm transferred here, kind of. It's nice---are you new also?" The young man blinked at Alex, a little amused by the fact that she too, was new to the school, and the fact that she referred herself as guy.

The young man looked around the gym while the other got her water. "Yes...they are very kind people." It wasn't an exactly agreement to what Alex was saying, but it was his comment and view on the teachers in the school. He wondered what the uproar was about, and made a mental note to ask Dr. Manneth about it later.

More shrugged a little in response to Alex's question. "I'm not sure. I'm mainly here for..." He stopped halfway, wondering if he should really tell the woman what he was here for. Personally, he was here for recovery and a new life, but would the woman understand that without being told that he was found half-dead on the island? And to the teachers, he was no doubt a subject of interest, far less than a human student.

"...experience. I'm taking a few courses here and there to see which path I really want to take." More had no doubt that magic existed in the world. Otherwise, he wouldn't be as abnormal.

"My name's More, by the way." The young man scratched his head a little and offered a hand to Alex as a habit of meeting someone new. "It's nice to meet you."

Did he not think the teachers are kind? Alex's reaction was not anything out of ordinary in this case. Still, More felt a warmth surging up from the woman's hand, unsuspecting of his own influence on the other. More chuckled a little, embarrassed. "Yes, I suppose. But most students seem to have their goals already. I'm just a little slower than the rest."

Taking his hand back and putting them into his pockets, More nodded to the woman. "Thank you for the offer. Perhaps we can help each other out too, considering you are also new here."

Putting his eyes upon the punching bag, More mused. "Do you come here often? The gym I mean..."

(Merg....)

It was fall, chilly and slightly windy. Really rather nice weather in his opinion, weather that he would have run in normally, but Greg wasn’t going for more of a run than he normally did. He was pretty sure that he had hear Alex mention something about going to the gym that day and he thought that it would be nice to have someone to talk to while he worked. He changed his oh so very full schedule, which was simply full to bursting with work and papers, so that he could go to the gym earlier in the day. He wasn’t a work out junky but he certainly didn’t stay in shape by lounging on his behind all day. (Although he was wearing his 'lounge on my behind sweat pants' and a white sleevless shirt) No, the only ones that got skiny from sitting around were the elves.

He was happy to hear Alex as he entered the place, and surprised to hear someone else. Normally he didn’t meet many people other than the classes he forc- he meant gave the great privilege of being in here. They all loved it really. He went to the main part of the gym smiling and found Alex along with… Hmm. He didn’t think that he had met that student before. Ah well. He had met him now he supposed.

“Alex why I would have never guessed that you ever would be here!” He said, surprise not really in his voice. “And with a friend. Well hopefully this means that you’ve been beating up a punching bag instead of turning my brother into one.”

Alex was replacing her gloves, nodding automatically to More's words when another unexpected vistor was admitted into the gym. Her neutral face lit into a wide grin, dark green eyes sparkling with glee. "General!" she called to him, both to annoy him and out of respect. She practically skipped over to Greg, stopping short of hugging him only after he mentioned a 'friend.' It wouldn't do any good to be affectionate with another teacher in front of a student...at least, with a teacher that wasn't Kenth.

Her lips quirked a little, but she still looked much happier to see him. She turned her back to More, allowing her eyes to rest on Greg's immaculate abs before giving him another sideways grin. Oh, the jokes she wanted to hurl at him! But no...she had to be on her best behavior. Rather than be herself - which was apparently not a good thing in this case - she gave him a tight, sweet smile that didn't quite reach her eyes as the grin did. "General, this is More." Alex turned to motion towards More, eyes resting on the student. "More, this is General Greg Larine."

Addressing Greg's last bit of words, and to explain her tight smile, she shook her head, "As for your darling younger brother, I haven't seen him for a couple weeks. Been giving him a break from my constant pestering."