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If it was one thing that Leon knew, was that his physical training is the only thing that will save him as a hunter. Having excellent strength and speed, plus a sweet a**, was great but it didn't mean he was untouchable in battle. If that shot in his right cheek that was still stinging had any indication.

I told you, you have been tenderized meathead, and should go lay down over some lit charcoal.

Even after breakfast, Nidhogg never knew when to quit, but for now it was his own time. Time to get a decent lap time and a good hearty burn. Windbreakers and a tannk top was good enough for his physic as if he was ever going to be caught dead in the issued sweat suit. Sure it made a little swish sound with every stride, but if anything it just helped him keep up his pace. "You're so funny Nid, but shut up, I have to see if i can beat my time." he grumbled out without even a huff or a pant.

It was nice, the fresh air and peacefulness. What a joyous activity. it almost didn't even register that he just ran past the archer that seemed to have the same idea. "So what are you trying to do there, noodle legs?" he offered less than politely, but he did slow down his own pace and put away the stopwatch just to be civil. "Just kidding Bix, I would have expected you to be at the shooting ranges, not here doing laps."

Leon had no idea the thinner framed hunter was trying to practice hurdles too on top of his track time. Even if he was only imagining them. And had a strange yell whenever he was jumping over them. Or was just frightened, that was his second guess. "Well then be more aware Bix ol buddy, what if I was a gorgon that wanted to feast upon your delicious stone gazed eyeballs?" the boxer offered back as a retort when the archer decided to push himself a little further. It was enough to make him smirk at the subtle challenge and the fight that the hunter with the bouncing braid had.

"Well, nothing is wrong with learning to run, but for running away?" he continued with a laugh and pulled the guy along as he made a sharp turn on the route to a more off road situation, for the fun of it. "How about running toward a better vantage point to shoot at?" and promptly smirked at the compliment of his arms that churned with the repetitive movement that came with jogging. "Well these arms are good for protecting the back lines, you forget that you don't have to be alone out there." he offered kindly, giving the boil a grin and a pat on the back while he flailed like a muppet. "Except if you can shoot while running, now THAT would be pretty sweet." he admitted in all honestly "Those damn long distance weapons will be the death of me."

Leon could only let out a hearty chuckle at Bix's response. "I dunno, does she have pretty eyes?" he replied back just as swiftly and watched as the boy wandered around with his bad footing. The trail wasn't as bad as he'd thought it would be on Bix. After all, the guy was still by his side.

"I'm sure my rear will survive, no worries." the boxer grumbled out and stumbled out from a rough patch of roots that was committed to making him look like a fool. " Well, if this day isn't full of comedic pratfalls." he mused out loud and noted how hard the archer was breathing. "Hey, you want me to slow down a bit?" he offered to the guy, it was a nice idea to push one limits, but not the lungs. A dead trainee didn't need to be hanging over his head. "Yeah all that tricky windspeed stuff, that's probably why I suck so hard with them." he frowned along with, echoing the emotion.

"i think I'll stick to rage and waving my long hard weapon around." he said back cheekily and took a moment to place his fingers over a palm to check his heart rate.

"A blob." Leon said after a careful moment of thought. "A blob i would think is the laziest shape there is." he said with certainty and a nod to show it. "But I have to admit, you don't look like a Blob right now, not even like that lazybone halloween creature from before neither, your doing fine Bix." the boxer was eager to cheer the braided ponytail hunter along even as he slowed his stride just a bit further to match.

He didn't really know what to make of the suddenly sneezed out comment, Other than to stare at the short hunter with the most confused face he could make. 8| " I dunno, cuz its true?" he said stupidly "I mean I can prove it at any time so i've never seen anyone question it." he mused out loud, completely missing the true nature to the question. "Why would someone slap you because of your bow?" it just didn't make sense.

However the talk of the fairer sex wasn't lost to him as the boxer promptly lost his footing on a errant rock that made him wobble on his path, with a well placed cry of alarm to go with it, and hopefully not with Bix's question. "Eh? " he stuttered out, and goofily pecked at a scar mark on his face. "There was one, she was something, but it was during the very first golem situation we had, the one we woke up from." that was a difficult moment, she was indeed witty and sassy and very compelling. "The problem is.... I have no clue who she is." he admitted lamely to the archer. "How about you?"

Leon almost wanted to just leer and smack Bix upside the head for having a momentary lapse into kid-dom and forgetting his age. But that would only make the 18 year old feel much older than he really was. He still settled on scowling at him and trying to kick rocks at him during the jog.

"Yeah, I was in the Zeta squad, Z7 and its possible." he said giving it thought. "She could still be sleeping, or even sleeping eternally." pulling out the more pessimistic thought out of nowhere, Jude must have been around.

And promptly whirled around that the running buddy. "Your how old?" he said alarmed, stunned at the age revelation. "Sounds like you need a nice older lady, like the one from the kitchen making cookies." the boxer snickered out. It was a nice path that they managed to stumble on, one that he himself never noticed due to his whole "eyes on the road" mentality.

"Well, I doubt conventional rules still apply to use, other than the crazy ones our superiors make up or pull out of their a**." Well, it was true but he continued on. "You never know, there might be a girl here who likes an older guy. If JERRY can get a girlie...." he said quietly and letting the sentence and its implications hang in the air between them before assaulting the guy with a few playful punches during their nice cardio workout.

The boxer let out a hearty chuckle after the moment of mock violence that had his chest heaving in joy. They clearly needed to roughhouse more often, good ol manly bonding. "Don't make me sit here and go looking for gray hairs Bix." he chuckled out and cringed at the guy for continuing with the creepy old cookie lady. "Dude, I don't think she sleeps, or if she does, its in the oven." He didn't want to try the cookies too, even if Nid tends to whine about it whenever they walked past the sweet smelling treats.

He could see that the path was starting to head back to the compound as it began to narrow, was a fine path to train with others on as he took in a deep breath of air as the cooler gust came up to greet the duo. And bix began to cough up a lung from the sounds of it that had Leon running in place as he waited for the archer to even out his breathing. "Sure, walk and cool down from the run, ya did a good job for the first try. " he offered sympathetically and tossed a water bottle from his bag at the guy and continued to jog at a slower pace by his side.

"Now now, I can't leave my running buddy behind, that would be mean, we almost started together, we should end together." he told him with a grin. it didn't feel right doing that, it was like leaving a partner hanging on a mission. if it was one thing that Cael stressed about in all his rants that he kept in mind was;

That Cael is a douche and
we function not only on our own, but also as a squad and as a team.

"I may work out alot, but it don't mean I can't take a little break now and then." he said with a wave of his hand. "Plus if you collapse out here, how would i be able to help if I'm running ahead?"

Well the guy had some stamina if anything. Normally when people wanted to break, Leon watched as they just sat there like a lump and heaved for air, but Bix was at least trying to move through the exhaustion. "What's to be sorry for Bix, your trying to change it now, that's all that matters." he said in finality to that kind of talk. "gotta be positive when you work out."

The air was at least getting more clear as the fog dissipated with the morning sun and it warmed muscles that were still slightly cool. But the sweet inhalation of air was even better as the compound began to get more active, the lazy and the non-morning people finally trudging their way from the dorms. They were going out while himself and Bix were coming in. Funny how that worked. "Very dramatic dude, hoping to sway the enemy with your acting skills one day?" he snickered back to the archer and then gave him a look of confusion. "Really? You, punching with those spaghetti arms?" he asked appalled by the thought. It was like punching jelly, what was the point? "Well, if you really want to, I might as well pass on anything I know." it really was his only chance to become a teacher, a boxing sensei in his own right.

God help the people he would teach.