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[h1][color=9e0b0f]Roy Kusayanagi[/color][/h1][/center]

As the two reached the school they split off giving their short farewells, Roy decided to go to the gym and get a workout in. He frowned as he walked his thinking about how serious the hero business is. The pros make it look easy, they move fearlessly and their technique is flawless. It would seem as though they had been training all their life for that moment. One slip up and a life could of been lost today right in front of the boy. Roy looked down at his hands which were trembling now. He was surprised how quickly he moved to dress that boy's wounds not even noticing that he had gotten drenched in blood during the process. [color=9e0b0f]"Thank God"[/color] The anxious boy slapped his cheeks together to get a grip together on reality. 

He reached the gym and his mouth dropped, Komei Academy had a state of the art training facility. It was one thing to see it through pictures and another to be physically in it. The tools on display, the training simulations, and even the weight lifting equipment had a broad selection. The boy saw a familiar figure inside lifting weights. He walked inside and soon came into view on the big Murrow reflecting on the weight lifting room. The boy sat on the floor and began stretching his legs, he had been sitting a while so a good waking of the limb was needed. [color=9e0b0f]"Sup big guy"[/color]

[@Artymis]