[center][h2]Gymnasium[/h2][color=Firebrick]Charles "Kaiser" Faust[/color][/center]

Charles simply stood an marveled at the intrigue of which this woman had displayed, roaring out at someone playing bad music, and then thinking about 'off-ing' them; that was something interesting indeed. Whilst she had given him the go-ahead for punching the bag open, it all was cut off by the music in the end.

However, he was quite intent on following this woman, thinking about possible scenarios he was pretty interested with each and every one of them- so he pursued, not into the females changing room, but to the roof. As she marched off towards the 'no go-zone' Charles simply jogged off- got his sports bag, and changed his outfit into something more outside friendly. With the sports bag hung around his shoulder, he approached the Gym entrance.

Surprisingly, she had waited for him. She didn't seem like quite the person to do such, so he was intrigued further more. This was a very special day, indeed. But should something occure then he has his trumpcard in the very bag at his shoulder- as long as he held onto his bag until that moment, then he would be successful if there were to be any attacks or ambushes.

"[color=firebrick]It seems that there lies some manners within that mind o' yours.[/color]" Charles snickered, changing his bag so that it hangs from his shoulder- making it more easily accessable.

"[color=firebrick]It seems that we're both about done and ready, let's move on?[/color]"

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