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Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Physical Education

@Krayzikk@FlitterFaux@Plank Sinatra@Crimmy

"Yeah, good idea." I agreed, nodding after a moment's consideration. "If you're still feeling worn out from Grimm Studies, lifting anything heavy's a recipe for failure... and that's if you know what you're doing. If you don't..."

Disaster.

Not to disparage my newest teammate in any way, shape or form, of course. Whether she did or didn't actually understand how to properly move a barbell, there was certainly a time where I didn't, and attempted to exceed my limits a bit too early and eagerly and completely unsafely.

It wasn't my brightest moment, and I'm nothing if not full of very dim moments.

"We could work form, I suppose— Hey, man." I began to elaborate on what was going through my head, but I got sidetracked and raised my hand in greeting to the previously mentioned Atlesian specialist, now transfer student. "It's usually only free if the Professor doesn't show up, so we're making contingency plans—"

"IT'S FOOTBALL TIME!" crowed a voice that boomed as though it were thunder rolling down a mountainside, completely sidelining whatever else I was about to say.

...

Okay.

That was new.

This was obviously a man in the position of our current Physical Education professor.

This was obviously neither Agesander nor Volkov.

"...And we have a new Professor. Huh."

Once again, I was thrown wildly off-track by an unexpected arrival, though this one was a much more severe case thereof given that I had never seen this man before. Did the staff have as much of a rotating door roster as the student body? Was this whole Academy an intersection rather than a location? What on Earth...

I nudged the other quote-unquote "veteran" of our chosen school's weirdness, who had roughly a week's more tenure than myself, which in turn placed him squarely as the most experienced of the gathered group with... a month?

We'll call it a month.

A month of total time enrolled.

"Have you seen him before, Ben? Is he a new coach, or a sub, or something?"

I had no idea.

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Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Physical Education

@Krayzikk@FlitterFaux

"If I'm getting spillover from your handsome mug, I'll avoid you like the plague." I joked, raising an eyebrow with a crooked grin. "Yeah, 'lunatic' is one way to put it— apparently Atlas turned him into some double-0 secret agent, or something along those lines. The stories from the man himself are even better than what you've been hearing."

Seriously, I couldn't even make a full heads or tails of what he was even supposed to be, but his skills certainly spoke in favor of his accolades. The man was a professional, through and through.

Well except directly after a mission, but that was beside the point.

Before I could ask something along the lines of "What class do you have after this?" or "Please help me make my weapon idea not stink", we were joined by one my aforementioned teammates. I smiled, raising a hand in greeting.

"Skye! Good to see you in one piece. A Reisen on the first day's pretty rough, huh?"

I chuckled wryly, folding my arms.

"Guess I can't complain about getting dropped into a mission any more. How're you holding up?"

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Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Physical Education

@Krayzikk

"A Dionaea? That's..."

I tried to remember what I could of poring over Jack's notes from the class, in the occasions he'd let me take a glance to keep myself abreast of the different classes and breeds of Grimm in my own right.

"That's the plant one, right? A little Biollante sort of thing?"

The first form, specifically?

Well, even if he wasn't familiar with Godzilla movies, I was pretty sure I was right. The Dionaea was... another Reisen class, too. If nothing else, Ben would quickly be the go-to-guy for killing the biggest monsters on the block.

"New teammate, huh?" I scoffed facetiously. "Which one?"

Bianca Nuit and Skye both had been transferred in over the weekend, and Cian had been witched off to... parts unknown. KYSS, wasn't it? I thought it was that...

"Well, for me, It was the usual experience." in continuing with my snarky pretenses, I laid down the debriefing with a matter-of-fact air. "I came home to an impromptu cruise trip with Grat, Bianca, and Beryl, since apparently somebody just had four tickets lying around and figured they ought to just give them to me."

Veronique Pressman.

I still hadn't met her yet, and because of that, I'd yet to properly thank her for it.

For turning a weekend into a whirlwind...

"And, if that's not enough for you, we got to both meet Jericho and solve a murder mystery on that ship. Only got to relax on Sunday... And then it was right around to Family Day. Mom and Dad were nice to catch up with, but my sisters and Tanner were... another story, to say the least."

I could feel the facade fading quickly. Well. I've never been a terribly good liar. It's part of the reason why Lauren's taken me under her wing.

"Then we had the formal welcoming to the team for Bianca and Skye... Well, about as formal as me gathering everyone for a quick toast of ginger ale can be, at any rate. Really, the most normal thing's been classes today."

I did need to talk shop with him at some point for Armory, but that could wait until we'd both had time to cool our heads from the classes previous.

"Gotta say I'm pretty hopeful for Dust Apps, on that note. But yeah. 'Hectic'."

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Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Physical Education

@Krayzikk

Life has a funny way of timing things, I find.

I'd just gotten settled into "my" de-facto spot, as it so often is in classes that lacked predetermined seating arrangements, and had been beginning to think to myself. More specifically, I'd begun to think to myself that, hey, absolutely none of the familiar faces from classes before were around— At the very least, Lauren had definitely switched on me. Would I be stuck on my lonesome the whole time?

On one hand, I could focus entirely on my own work without inevitably getting sucked into goofing off, true, but on the other, I was down both a reliable spotter and an irreplaceable hype man for the hard lifts...

"Hey, man."

And then he'd appeared.

The finest son of Redwood, Shiroyama's oldest ally and fiercest enemy.

The master of smithery, strategy, and swordplay in one scruffy, solid package.

The unbreakable shield and unstoppable blade of the Bastille. The mighty anchor that held them all in one solid, stable place, gathered around his impalacably, undeniably heroic form.

An inspiration. A comrade. An ideal to strive towards. The kind of man I should be myself, kiddo.

"Ah, hey."

O Captain, My Captain...

...Hm. Hold on a sec.

Actually.

Now that I think about it, maybe too much of Lauren's influence is worming its way into my head after all.

I'm sorry, Eb-Onee-sama, but this might end up being a prudent decision for the both of us, assuming you've really switched classes. I wish you all the best in your endeavors.

I'll pick heavy things up and put them down in your honor, if not by your command.

Do your best out there!

"Good to see ya."

"Same to you, man." I replied cordially, eyeing his half-soaked frame. It wasn't altogether uncommon a sight from those (un) fortunate souls who had decided to take Grimm Studies, coming back from it looking as though they'd ran a marathon or gotten into a water balloon brawl. Honestly, Professor Port really didn't seem like he knew how to hold back...

Hands-on lessons involving Grimm had to be like that, though, I supposed.

Surely it wasn't any worse than a Manticore...

"Have things been insanely hectic for you too, by any chance? I mean, come to think of it... We haven't really gotten the chance to catch up since the mission, have we?"

And with all the commotion between cruises, families, and teammate switches upon teammate switches, that alone felt like it was months ago...

I was going to be an old man by the time I graduated, if we were in for four years of this.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Physical Education

Armoury, for better or for worse, for me having done better or worse within it, had finally passed. A class could only go on for so long, and no matter how stretched out it may have felt with me puzzling over every little nuance and concept I was looking to draft onto paper and later apply in creation, it wasn't any different.

Before time, all things shall pass.

Next up: Physical Education.

P.E.

Gym!

Yeah.

Knowing my interests, this may come as a bit of a surprise— nobody expects a near-miss of a NEET, an internet culture obsessed almost-washout highschooler, and someone only a handful of months removed from being on the fast track to failure—

That isn't the resume of someone you'd associate as having a positive outlook on going to the gym, not even remotely. I wouldn't even be surprised, let alone upset, if me enjoying working out was a bit of a shock to someone— a small dweeb like me in the gym runs counter to most expectations.

But, I had to cram multiple years of training into less than one, and nobody manages to get through that without learning to feel at home in the weight room, track, or ring.

Before time, all things shall pass, indeed.

It wasn't too terrible of a walk. Like every campus gymnasium, the exercise areas were a bit out of the way, true, but it was manageable enough that I had ample time in the passing period to get from point A to point B.

I did have to wonder, though, whether or not we were going to have another "hands-off" sort of day. If that were the case, I'd invariably migrate to the weights— It being a Tuesday, generalized strength work was in the cards for me.

Well, I guess I'd have to take what comes at me first and foremost.

I entered the hall, and took my usual place.

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