[center][h2][color=#0072bc][b]Ryland “Ry” Astrapí[/b][/color][/h2][/center]
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Ryland was front and center in the group that Kiera found training. With his own dummy set up, he was able to demonstrate moves for the younger campers all around. Bearing a shield on one arm and a sword in the other, he moved with the fluidity of a trained warrior. Though he moved slowly for his trainees to see. A cut from the side and a shield brought up overhead as if to block an attack from above. His students moved in kind as he watched and nodded approvingly. Occasionally moving around to stop one of the students and critique their movements. Though overall he seemed like a kind teacher, one who genuinely cared how well each of his students was doing at their tasks. Of course, why wouldn't he? This was literally life or death when out in the real world for those he was teaching. After a few moments, he paused and noticed Kiera leaning against the wall and nodded. Looking towards one of the obviously older campers, he pointed at them. [color=#0072bc]"Somebody I need to talk to. Johnathan, you're in charge of the class until I am back. I want all of you to do two sets of what I showed you, then two sets of the basic stabs. Johnathan, make sure everybody is doing it and help out the less experienced students."[/color] He commanded simply before turning and making his way up the steps. As he did, Kiera would see his shield turn into a watch while the sword he threw up turned into a simple pen as he caught it. 

[color=#0072bc]"Hey, hopefully, Mr. D didn't turn you off from camp too much."[/color] Ryland said with a small smile as the blonde stopped just short of Kiera. After giving her a few moments to respond, the boy looked back towards his class training below. [color=#0072bc]"So, stop by just to admire me, or do you want to get a weapon and some training? Figure its a bit more fun than standing around being confused all day, yeah?"[/color] He asked with a small grin, fully aware of the slight flirt he had tossed in just to see how the girl would respond to it. Having asked his question, Ryland leaned against the opposite wall and kept an eye on his students from above. They were truly doing rather well if one were to ask him. Of course, it's not like he would tell them that one. Last thing he wanted was for a bunch of kids his age with deadly weapons to be thinking they're the next greatest thing. He could only imagine how much Apollo cabin would be screaming at him from the wounds they would have to deal with. But he wore an approving look as he watched the group, a smile that certainly showed the sense of pride that Ryland found in his students training below. Something that even Kiera might be able to notice were she to be paying close enough attention.