Gunner looked at Belikov as he read off the list. He'd been pairing him and Anna together since he'd caught them in the gym at the beginning of their freshman year. He didn't mind any, the two knew each other so well that it always pushed them to challenge themselves to try something new. Something to throw the other off. When he finished the list, he began to do his own stretches. Moving through every muscle in his body. He glanced down at Anna when he saw her look at him. Not a moment later, she winked. He did his best not to roll his eye but it did not stop him from shaking his head. He had moved to the ground when she spoke. He sat up and looked at her. After a moment, he cocked an eyebrow, "Hot."
The corner of his mouth twitched into a smile before he returned to his stretching, "So. Who are you betting on? Serena or Niya?"
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Serena held her hands uncomfortable in front of her as Guardian Belikov spoke. He spoke in Russian first, which caused her to glance at Niya. They were lucky that there were people her who spoke Russian. Living in Italy wasn't very common among Moroi, not with the amount of sun. So, there weren't many Dhampirs there either. She fixed her gaze forward again when Belikov started to list out sparring partners. She was a little surprised to find that she was paired with Niya but smiled and looked at the girl again. She didn't say anything as the Guardian explained what would be happening over the year and to start stretches. Serena loved stretching, she'd always been rather flexible and she enjoyed the slight discomfort that stretching brought, no matter how weird it sounded. But it let her kick higher targets despite her short stature. Even in a room filled with Dhampirs, she was still small.
She sat down and easily placed her nose between her knees, her hands sitting on the ground passed her feet. She started there but slowly moved through different stretches, even placing her foot on the wall and leaning into it. She sighed, she wasn't sure what this was going to be like. How different it was going to be from Santa Catherina's. Not matter if fighting was all one language, orders were not. She just hoped she could translate in her head fast enough not to appear too ill fit of the classes.
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Rae spotted Gabby when she came in and smirked. He sauntered away from Basil and slid into the desk next to her. He grinned, "Well, are you a sight for sore eyes."
He lifted his feet onto her desk top and continued smiling at her. Placing his hands behind his head, he leaned back, "No more surprise visits. I'm rooming with Mr. Moody and promised to text him if I were planning to put a sock on the door. Of course, we could always just go to your room."
Gabby was one of the many girls he'd brought back to his room last year, and she was his favourite. Not because she was the prettiest or the best, but because unlike some, she didn't get attached. Hell, she was doing the same thing he was with all the gentlemen. He smirked, "We should invite one of your busty little friends to join us this year."
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Basil moved to a desk and sat on it, placing her feet on the chair. She drummed her fingers against her thigh, waiting. By god, the bell had rung and their teacher wasn't even there yet.