Dinner was slow for the most part and Seril didn’t find much amusement there so he ate in silence and went to sleep after with a stomach full of some of the best food he had ever eaten. In the morning he put on his guard uniform and rushed downstairs leaving a copy to study more out of the books there. He realized he was late and started running through the halls getting lost and ending up in the gym. He saw another boy there and decided that was his only chance. “You know where our class is supposed to be?” He said to a boy who was running on a treadmill with his music plugged in. The boy looked at his watch and jumped off the treadmill.

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Chess gorged himself at dinner figuring he might as well get all the weight on him he could while he was here. If worse came to worse he could say that he ate well. He listened to the banter at the table and became familiar with most of their names except a few. One boy from Till didn't talk at all and ended up just walking into his room without a word. Chess found that odd but he hadn’t said much at dinner either, and he eventually after heading to the library to get a few books he crashed out himself. In the morning He woke up and got himself breakfast, heading to the gym.

One thing Chess loved more than anything was running, and he was entirely caught up in his blissful jogging when the boy from Till came in asking something in his thick accent. He looked at his watch taking his headphones out, his eyes almost popped out of his head. “Dude, do you know how late we are?” He said jumping off the treadmill, and running up to the boy. This guy dwarfed him and got him thinking that there must be something in the water down in Till. He didn’t look like to bad a guy though, he hoped they wouldn’t have to be enemies here. 
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“There was a map in your room, boss” The small tan skinned boy told him putting his headphones away and opening the door to the gym back the way he had just come. Seril followed him and wondered where this boy could be from. He hadn’t introduced himself or said much really at dinner, but he didn’t seem like many of the other people here, there was something different about him that Seril couldn't but his finger on. He followed the boy as he began to jog telling him to come on. Seril thought on his copy in the room, and it walked over to the back of the door taking the map there, the real Seril took a moment of agony while they jogged to familiarize himself with the floors.

It bloody hurt too. As they ran he was forced to scrunch up his face, balling up his fist he let out a little grunt and turned the corner with the kid “My names-” He almost hit a corner as they turned sharply, but quickly caught back up.

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Chess laughed as the kid almost clocked himself on a corner but swiftly spun out of it and kept jogging. He had noticed the guys screwed up face while they were jogging but he didn't think much of it. He picked up the pace as they reached the doors, “This is it,” He said putting out his hand and putting an palm on the door handle, “names Chess by the way.” He said offering his hand toward the other boy as he shook it. 
“Seril.” The other boy said as Chess shook his calloused hand. He liked that name, Seril. Seril it wasn't like many of the city districts names, and ass he pushed the door open he looked at the other kid. “Well Seril, let hope we don't have to duke it out to day eh? It looks like they stay feedin you boys good down in Till. Well ‘Sanguis stillent gladiis hostium damno.’ and all that” He said taking his position in the line and as a fight started, he looked at the Till boy who was focusing on the two fighters in the ring. Chess so hoped he didn't have to hurt one of these people, hopefully he would get someone weak and be able to just pin them down or something.