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Sokea waited patiently for Gia's response. Even when his heart is weary he still manages to say something childish. Sometimes, he hated how he did that. This was just how he is and how he communicated. He was so afraid of showing any genuine emotion that he naturally resorted to saying absurd things in hope that someone would get the humor. Though... getting the humor was the first part. This weird way of communicating that Sokea does is to make his peers and the people he cares about to laugh. But his words weren't proof of his emotions and what he was feeling, and neither were a lot of his actions. Sokea was hurting, just as Gin was. He wanted to talk to Gia about how he should go about talking to him about what happened. Sokea knew Gin well, and knew that if he were to suddenly see him now. He wouldn't be relieved to see Sokea again. He'd be hurt. Alas Sokea in this moment was unaware that this already took place, and he is going to soon find out.
Sokea peeked his head up as Gia responded. He scratched his head, they seemed far enough away from everyone else so the pillar seemed private enough; although, he would hate for anyone to overhear the potential conversation they were about to have. "Somewhere more private would probabl-... That sounds way weirder out loud than in my head. And you know, I'd like to talk about the weather. Maybe about how cool trees are." The last comment was not one of joy or enthusiasm. It was of sarcasm. Sokea was pretty sure Gia knew what he wanted to talk about, but Sokea wasn't aware that her asking about what he wanted to talk about was just part of the conversation itself. He wasn't even sure how he was going to tell Gia about what happened. Does he give her the full story as well? Sokea was already uncomfortable ever bringing up his family when he was happy and together with Gin, let alone sad and apart. But no matter what happens, he's going to be uncomfortable from this point on until a solution can come to pass. If he could tell Gia, he could definitely tell Gin. But right now... He was unsure if he was ready. "We can talk about it when children aren't in need of babysitting. Tomorrow will give us plenty of time." Sokea said blankly, referencing the beginner combat students.
Leaning against the pillar, Sokea decided to sit the rest of class just keeping to himself. His uneasy heart was like dying rat shot by an arrow, twitching and begging to die. Last school year, Sokea was presented with a choice, and the choice he made resulted in him abandoning the man he loved. So many regrets filled Sokea's thoughts as his eyes started to water. He trusted Gin with everything, even his life. But... the thought of Gin ever being remotely involved with his family terrified the albino boy. And terror was what he was about to feel. Sokea felt his heart nearly stop when a certain person announced that the class was over. A certain person he was entirely unaware that was with them. He was here, the entire time. And Sokea didn't even know. If he just used Gia's eyes for one second, he would've known. Sokea had no idea Gin was the TA for this class. Sokea's hands began to quiver has he held them to his chest. He felt his heart aching, as if it was bent. A stream of tears poured out of his blind eyes. He couldn't even turn and look at him now, he just couldn't. He was right there, and Sokea couldn't muster any courage to stop Gin from running away. Sokea wiped the tears from his eyes, and made his way back to his dorm. It wasn't supposed to happen like this, but it did anyways.
Camill was ready to take off or flip her again when she could hear Gin calling out to them. Play time was over and everyone was dismissed. Sighing Camilla kicked the dirt a little. She didn't even get to be it. Moving over to the girl she had downed, she held her hand out. '' Let me help. '' She said smiling sweetly. After the girl took her hand and stood back up Camilla would bow her head once more. '' Sorry if I had hurt or surprised you. I was only using what I thought was best for the situation. '' Smiling at her still, she took a step back while waving. '' Bye, see you next time we're in class. '' With that Camilla would turn to leave. She took a mental note of what she had seen today. It seemed a lot of the beginning combat class students were the very definition of the word. To Camilla, it didn't seem like hardly any of them knew what they were doing or had been in real combat before. That or they relied heavily on their raiments and didn't fight with their own strength. Camilla could admire that from them. As she made her way out of the training grounds she giggled to herself. She doubted any of them would want to go against her in future games now. She hadn't meant to spook anyone. She was just demonstrating that she could handle herself. Perhaps she showed too much.
Making her way out of the training grounds she would look back momentarily. She had remembered seeing Gin run off somewhere. Sighing once more she had wished he'd have stayed longer. If she couldn't hang with Kayl maybe she could hang with him. He seemed to know his way around a fight. But he sure seemed distracted while the game was going on. Maybe something had happened while she wasn't paying attention. Making a great bit of distance between her and the training fields, Camilla decided to head to her dorm. She'd do some light training and reading before getting ready for bed. Tomorrow she'd train for a bit and maybe head into town. She wanted to do some light shopping. After all, training and being in her dorm would be boring. Variety was the spice of life.
*exit training grounds to dorms, end rp interaction for the day*
| Name - Nanashi Kuzunoha | Knit - Elementor (Aerokinesis) | Alignment - Neutral Chaos | Age - 15 | Year - first | Clothes - Plated Chūnin Shozoku
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If anything, Nanashi could see that the next set of students are virtually a bunch of normal kids who never were into a pretty decisive fight like the way Nanashi was. Of course, Nanashi and Ivar back then were mostly the life of the class last year. Of course, Ivar was already a master at fighting and Nanashi was raised to survive. As Gin would announce that the class was over, he would yawn and stretch as he would feel that another day of class was over. That was pretty fun. Sure wished it lasted longer. Nanashi said as he saw others leave. To be honest, this was the first time he saw certain students, mostly Tala and Eko ever get near a person, still, Nanashi did wonder on why Gin had been acting weird, especially with Leo and the blonde lady with him. Nanashi would wave bye to the other students before leaving. ((Exits to new day))
What happened next after the mute girl attended to grapple the sitting student was a surprise, Eyrli was unable to process what happened until the end. Before she knew it she was laying on the ground in front of the training dummy, facing up at the sky. Whoa... That... Was so cool..! Once her brain had caught up she was grinning wide, no way in hell was she expecting that in a BEGINNER's Combat Elective. Regardless it was clear this was going to be a fun year.
Once she'd composed herself and stood up to continue trying to tag somebody, Gin announced the end of the lesson. A brief frown was all Eyrli could give and even that faded back to her silly smiley self. Oh well, there's always next time. Eyrli would wave to the Professor and other students, and would have waved to the Shifter Assistant if he hadn't already ran off. Wonder if he's alright... During the fun Eyrli did overhear a brief arguement, but hadn't properly listened in... But he clearly did not sound happy about whatever it was. Rather than overthink it, she simply brushed herself down of any dust from her little surprise and headed back to her Dorm.
Nora gulped when the teacher announced that they'd be running laps since everyone but one person was late. She bit her lip, cursing at herself silently as she rubbed her forehead, angry with herself that she was late today. Regardless, she knew she was going to have to work hard to make up for her tardiness, and she had to admit she was very excited to see what kind of activities they would be doing today. With a deep breath, Nora stood up and filed out of the classroom.
(Entering training grounds) Nora followed with the rest of her class towards the training grounds, sighing heavily. Why was she so late today? "And now I have to run laps for being late. Great." She huffed as they reached the training grounds. Undoing the belt around her waist as well as the one below her chest, Nora set down her belt containing her vials filled with water as well as her blue cloak to reveal the white tank top she was wearing underneath. Tying her hair in a ponytail, she began jogging and bit the inside of her cheek lightly as several stray hairs swished back and forth with her bangs as she ran.
After about six laps, Nora was grateful that her tank top wasn't full-length, and ended just below her bellybutton to cool down her abdomen as she ran. After what seemed like forever, Nora finally finished her laps and quickly walked under the shade of a tree to catch her breath and drink water. Wiping the sweat off her forehead with her forearm, she watched as a few other classmates finished running. "I get the feeling we're going to be worked pretty hard today." Nora thought as she took another swig of water and sitting cross-legged in the cool grass.
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Azura's response was... boring for Sokea. It didn't give much sustenance for a reply, more so a reply he could creatively string together. Alas it was probably a conversation that didn't need to be had, at least, not now. Sokea simply nodded and smiled at the boy. Sokea was trying to imply that Azura's skills as a fighter would improve immensely if had tact. However, Sokea liked to, somewhat, believe that he could discover that on his own. Naturally, the boy was a talented fighter; like Sokea he knows the ins and outs of fighting. He seemed to have a good grip on his fighting style as well, but from their fight from last year, his ability to adapt in a fight didn't live up to all of Azura's other strengths. One could argue that is why he lost their fight. Then again, Sokea knows the art of battle very, very well.
His question was a reasonable one, but not one he was inclined to answer. Especially to someone he didn't know that well. Sokea just shrugged told him that he didn't know; so the conversation ended right then and there. Before any sort of conversation took place, someone else came by and entered the into the classroom. They didn't say anything, so it was most likely Griselda. She tended to keep to herself. Cathy would've been more likely to have said something. The next person to show up though... was someone he was not ready to hear their voice again. It was Gin. Sokea's heart grew heavy when he spoke. He addressed Azura, someone who was supposed to be in the beginner's combat class and seemed to have just ditched in hopes of joining the advanced students. He's done that before, and Sokea beat him quite effortlessly when the professor said he could spar with someone. Sokea felt like a hypocrite for agreeing with what he was saying. He himself didn't go through beginner's combat, but he proved he wasn't a beginner to Gia. Also, he just wanted a class with Gin. He would've been more than willing to go through the same, fair process as anyone else.
Then, Gin spoke to him directly. Sokea wasn't "late" to class per se, but late in showing up back to Eoana. Surprisingly, it didn't sound like those words bore an ill intention or something of pure anger, something Sokea thought he was going to get an earful of. Instead, it was of melancholy. Sokea's heart sank as those words spoke through Gin's beautiful lips. Sokea wanted to say something back, anything back. But, his swirl of emotions filled with shame prevented him from doing so. All he could do was just nod, and follow as they left for the training grounds.
-Enter Sokea into training grounds-
The blind boy walked only a few feet behind Gin their whole walk. Gin never addressed it, and neither did Sokea. The pale boy's heart was screaming at him. Telling him to run up to him, jump on his back, hug him, embrace him, kiss him, and everything else. He wanted to hear Gin laugh again; anything to hear him laugh. Alas, he knew he was going to cry soon. He could feel his own dead eyes water, bathing themselves in the same shame he felt in his heart. He wiped his eyes, and walked up to Gin. Sokea gently tapped on his shoulder from behind.
There was so many things he wanted to say, but they couldn't be said around those that were already here. They definitely didn't need to hear about Sokea's past, nor see them in such a vulnerable moment. He had no idea how to address this properly. He didn't want to come across as rude, uncaring, dickish, or anything in between. Sokea did truly care, and love Gin. More than anything in the world. But in this moment, with both of their hearts torn apart by the actions he has committed, Sokea had no clue how to translate his emotions into words or actions. The morose blind eyes looked up to Gin, begging him to understand. The only words that managed to leave Sokea's lips were: "Still taller...". Shaking his head, he knew that's not what he needed to say, but he can't help but mention it, given it was the first thing he ever said to Gin when they met. "We -you and I- should speak about something stupid I did. We should move to the side so everyone else doesn't engage in a conversation that isn't theres to have or partake part in." Sokea's voice didn't shake at all, but the anxiety was there. An emotion he didn't worry about that often. He could feel his heart pounding, calling him to just embrace him once more.
After getting into trouble for being late to class on the first day, Julia really wanted to shape up and do better. No more late nights or oversleeping, the whole nine yards. Except... she caught what she thought was a cold but eventually devolved into a nasty fever that she could barely remember and she was thankful for that. It went from a tickle in her throat after coming back from class to hacking her lungs out the next morning and sore limbs, and after that, all she could recall was flashes of chills and feeling like she was boiling alive. She might have scared her roommate (another new person, Julia had given up on having a steady roommate who didn't leave) and Marisenn was certainly worried if the relief on her face last night was any indication after she'd woken up and complained about her hungry stomach.
She'd missed her second knit class—and boy was she going to be hearing about that; she really wasn't looking forward to it—but she recovered in time to attend her first combat class of the new year. The illness still had some lingering effects given how exhausted she'd been when she woke up that morning, still later than what she'd liked but not too late, but she got up in time to grab a buttered toast from the cafeteria before running towards the training hall for class.
The room was... tense when she arrived. Sokea was there, as was Griselda and Azura, surprisingly enough, no doubt ditching his own class again to sneak into the advanced one. He was talking to Sokea and she would've gone to say hi but Gin interrupted the class, in one of the foulest moods she'd witnessed him yet, dressing him down and announcing that they'd be going to the training grounds for a shared class.
She followed the group through the halls and the grounds, burning with curiosity. For one thing, she was sure Gin had graduated, they didn't do joint classes like this often, and what the hell was up with him? She must've been really out of the loop but she hoped that he'd cool down some if he was going to be taking over the class because she did not like to be instructed by a ticking time bomb. She bit back the comment she'd have made about his trigger temper lest he get more fired up, but she looked towards the others as they arrived at the training grounds. "Any idea what's going on?" she asked Griselda and Azura, seeing that Sokea was busy trying to talk to Gin.
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[ - Enter into the Training Grounds - ]
Stepping into the training grounds, Gin released a heavy sigh. Unaware that he was being followed close behind by Sokea, only knowing that the students were exiting into the training yard, he wasn’t ready for the upcoming interaction. “Anyone who doesn’t want to spar, go through these drills: 1 laps around the training hard at a hard jog, 100 jumping jacks, 50 push-ups, 10 ground tumbles - three rounds each. Everyone else who wants to practice sparring, pair off. Advanced class feel free to use your raiments, off to the side, please. Beginners class, no raiments allowed.”
That being said, Gin moved toward the tree he’d occupied last time only to realize who had followed him…Turning to face the blind albino, he felt his chest clench again tightly. ‘Still taller…’ Months of imagining what Sokea might say to him if they ever met again and that was it? Frowning deeply, Gin clenched his fists and didn’t say anything – luckily, he didn’t have to.
This - meaning talking to Sokea - was something he really didn’t want to do. Not here, not now, but then again, when else was he going to talk to the kid? It wasn’t like they had class together anymore or shared a room like they did last year. Nope…Gin had graduated. He might be a TA for two classes but that didn’t matter, not in this situation.
Growling low, Gin looked around them, noticing that a few of the students – mainly of the female variety – were looking at them with interest. All it would take was one of them to start some rumors and that was the last thing Gin wanted or needed at this point. Reaching out, he grabbed Sokea’s arm and led he to the side, behind the tree and mostly out of sight from the other students.
“You want to talk about this, right now? He said low and in a highly irritated tone, releasing Sokea’s arm. “This isn’t the time, Sokea…” Gin knew that this talk was going to be a very long and deep one. There would be yelling, there would be tears…and Gin really didn’t want to cry in front of the students – he had a reputation to maintain…
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His heart was burning, Sokea clutched his hand to his chest, and felt it ever so violently beating. When Gin grabbed his arm, it startled him. He exhaled quickly, only to realize he was most likely being taken out of sight from the students. The first words he spoke were not surprising in the least. He'd hoped at least a little bit of concern from him, but he was heartbroken, and angry. Sokea didn't think there would ever be a time Gin would want to talk about this. Sokea took a few deep breaths so he could get his thoughts together. There were so many things he wanted to say. So many things he needed to say. Every form of shame, regret, longing, love, and melancholy swarmed around inside of blind boy. Which words in what order could at least get him to stay right here, and listen to him? Sokea shook his head at the question, he took them away from the others, he was already going to stay here and listen.
Exhaling deeply, Sokea tilted his head upwards towards Gin, and began to speak. "No Gin, I don't want to talk about this. I don't want to stand here. I don't want talk about what happened at all. I don't want to hear your seething anger because of what I've done. But we're right here. So we are going to talk about it. And it'll be up to you afterwards if we ever talk again after we do so." The hand clutched to his chest began to shake. He hated this. He hated knowing that he caused this to happen. But it's a whole lot better of what could have been. Of all the options he was given months ago, this was damn sure the best one. Wiping the tears that began to build from his eyes, he then reluctantly held his hand out.
"What I want right now, is to see you. Gia isn't here, so I can't use her eyes." This was about a quarter of an excuse to hold his hand for a couple seconds, but he needed to see Gin, fully. He needed to see his emotions just as he heard them. He hasn't been able to see him in his full self, this close, for a long time. Sokea waited patiently for Gin's response, hoping dearly that he would take his hand.
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Tension cannot begin to describe what is happening in this classroom. Gin is all sorts of foul at the moment, but he is also holding back his anger. Perhaps he is still trying to be professional considering his responsibilities over students such as Griselda, but it must be tearing him up on the inside. She is not aware of the drama that is happening between Sokea and him, but she did find it strange that the former has been tailing Gin the entire walk to the training grounds. Upon their arrival at the training grounds, Gin offered the advanced classroom two options regarding combat training today: either do a series of various intense exercises or spar. If Griselda was alone, then all she could do were the exercises. However, how can she truly improve if she does not test herself against other opponents? Sparring is an excellent tool to discover one's strengths and weaknesses. Even after improvements have been made, there are always more to come. While Gin and Sokea were busy talking to each other, Juliana walked up to Griselda and Azura asking, "Any idea what's going on?" If she is talking about whatever is happening between Gin and Sokea, Griselda does not have an answer for that. She should not spend too much time conversing with her classmates or they may face Gin's rage.
"W-Well...U-Um...W-We have a choice to make. W-We either spar or do three rounds of intense drills...I-I believe Gin said 1 lap around the yard at a hard j-jog, 100 jumping jacks, 50 push-ups, and 10 ground tumbles...I-I'm more in favor towards s-sparring..."
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| Name - Nanashi Kuzunoha | Knit - Elementor (Aerokinesis) | Alignment - Neutral Chaos | Age - 15 | Year - Second | Clothes - Plated Chūnin Shozoku
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((entering from beginner's combat class)) And so it began. Nanashi would follow after Nora, who would like him, also be running laps around the entire field ten times. It wasn't as bad as the times at the guard halls, but it sucked none the less. As he would begin, Nanashi would follow after Nora and keep at her pace. She seemed to be focus, despite her frustration in the matter. Still, Nanashi would just go after her, and follow her lead. It was after the final lap, he began to hear something coming from Gin and Sokea, who seemed to be in a strange conversation of some type. Due to Nanashi's nature of involving himself in other's ordeals, he knew what he would do. Acting as if the lap did not count, Nanashi would go for the extra eleventh lap, but before finishing it, he would stop near them to eaves drop. Acting as if he was tired, he would place his hands on his knees and heavily breathe, as if taking a short rest. That way he would clearly hear everything going on. What he was surprised to hear, was what seemed to be an argument between Gin and Sokea. The blind white haired male just wanted to see Gin, yet the guy was being as reluctant as ever about the fact. So that's what this whole anger issue was about? Nanashi would continue to listen and investigate on this whole dilemma.
After following up after the three, Azura noticed Sokea never wanted to answer his question. It made more sense, though. Azura wasn't much of a talkative person. Let alone any social in the first place. Only times he would say more than a few words to others, is if it's somebody he knows well. Still, he couldn't help but feel a little bad about stopping the conversation. Azura wished he could be more social like that. It was then that Juliana had snuck into the group, and had said her apologies to everyone and allowed herself in. That was a good thing, in his opinion, but it made him wonder what good will it do him, to consider himself as that of someone who barely formed a fist in their life? Still, Azura knew that the only way through is with hard work. Of course, he wondered if there ever will be hard work when virtually two of the people in both classes are close to setting off an entire storm. Still, their instructions were to either pair off with someone of their respective class for a spar, or to do exercises the entire class. That was something Azura wasn't all for. So in simpler terms... Azura said, going for a simpler approach to what Griselda had said, We can either find someone for a friendly fight with, or exercise all day. Azura said, as he looked around and noticed Nora. By the way! You should meet one of my new friends. Azura said, as his mood had completely lifted up. It was as if Gin's yelling had never happened. Hey, Nora. Didn't think I'd see you again, really. Azura would say happily to her, who was sitting under a tree resting up. This is my friend Juliana. He said, introducing her to the elementor girl.
Camilla sighed with relief. She thought she'd get something much worse than some simple laps. This was great, Even though the sprinting took a little out of her, running laps would be a breeze. Following the class out, Camilla walked in silence with her classmates towards the training field. Taking this time to collect her breathing and regain a bit more of her stamina before running laps.
*Enters Training Field*
As soon as they entered, Camilla and the other tardy students all took off to run their laps. Finishing around the same time as the others Camilla took a moment to catch her breath. Running at a steady pace for the most part, but picking it up near the end to keep her nice and warmed up. She had heard they were sparring so she wanted to make sure she was good to go. Looking around as she took her time to compose herself, Camilla was looking for a partner. The workout regiment didn't really appeal to her since that was more or less what she did every day. Looking from one student to the other she made a mental analysis of whom would be a good sparring partner. Nanashi would probably be ideal since he seemed to have real combat experience. Though Tala could potentially hold his own as well. Then there was Nora, she looked like she could hold her own. The one thing she kept coming back too in her mind was, could they hold their own without their raiments? Nanashi probably could. But Tala? Nora? Most of her classmates seemed much more accustomed to fighting with their raiments. She couldn't blame them for that. But since Camilla's raiment was a bit much for almost anyone she's ever come into contact with, she was forced to learn to fight without it.
So this was her predicament. Fight one of her classmates and it ends up like it did with her and Eyri, or maybe it ends up like it did with Kayl and she finds someone really strong to fight with. There was one other option. Branch out and spar with someone NOT in her class. Looking around her eyes fell on a few people. First was Azura. He looked like he had learned to fight without his raiment. As did Julia. After all, they sparred with Kayl often, if she recalled correctly. But off in the distance was Gin. She had been chasing after him since they began the year. Maybe he would spar with her. Smiling widely at the thought she held back the urge to run over to him. Camilla wasn't the quickest thinker amongst her peers. But she could read the situation. He was in a serious conversation with one of the students. She assumed it had nothing to do with the assignment. After a quick look around she noticed a number of the other students seemed to be watching them as well. Did they know one another? Why did everyone seem so interested in a private conversation? Camilla for one didn't care. She just wanted to fight someone strong. She was still irked from the day prior. The stupid boy daring to speak to her after not having the gull to even fight her. Shaking the thought from her head she waited to see if anyone would approach her about sparring.
After a bit of time had passed and no one voluntarily came to Camilla, she decided she'd pick someone. Starting with who she deemed the stronger of the bunch. Seeing that Gin had finished his conversation and was heading back, Camilla approached him. Waving at the teachers assistant, she smiled sweetly. '' Hey! '' She would call to him in a friendly tone. '' I don't have a partner, I supposed after seeing me flip Eyrli last time, no one wants to spar with me. '' Bringing her hands together she smiled still. '' Would you spar with me? You look like you could use a little sparring, your body language is a dead giveaway. But if not I understand. '' She couldn't force the man to fight her; well...she could, but that's not what class was for. Camilla would wait patiently for a response before moving on to her next target. Her next targets would be either Julia, or Azura. She was sure Azura would be a fine sparring partner. But Julia was different. Camilla wanted to know how strong she was. Was Julia stronger than her? Did she give Kayl a hard time like Camilla did? Camilla was curious about the woman Kayl chose to spar with regularly.
Gin arched a brow at Sokea's tone and his determination. He'd never been forceful like this before, demanding something of him when he knew damn well he didn’t want to do it. Of course, then they'd been together, Gin would have done anything to make Sokea happy so there was no need for making demands. Huffing a bit, he narrowed his gaze. Sokea could demand all he want - this wasnt the time or the place for this!
However, Sokea's last words made him frown. He didn’t know if it would be easier to talk to him and look him straight in the eye or if it would be harder...But either way, he felt inclined to at least give in to that request. "Fine. If you want to hash this out, then we will. I'll let you see me but then I get to make a demand of you."slategrey] Without waiting for Sokea's acknowledgment of that little condition, Gin took Sokea's hand and gave him the bond he'd need to see.
Sokea tilted his head at what he said but didn't respond right away. He felt Gin grasp his hand, and as he did so Sokea created the link between their eyes. The warmth of his hand encouraged Sokea to tug in and embrace him, but he knew he shouldn't do that, so he didn't. By the tone of Gin's voice, he knew he especially did not want to talk about this, but it was a little bit heartwarming that he was at the very least willing to. The blind boy released the wolf's hand and took one small step back. He closed his eyes and allowed the copy of Gin's eyes over take his own. Opening them, he revealed the same black and silver that Gin possessed; a perfect emulation.
Looking at him directly, after all this time, made his heart sink. He longed for so long to see him again. He thought and dreamt of him every single moment sense he abandoned him. Now, Sokea could feel and see the damage he caused to the person he loved most. This wasn't supposed to happen, but it did. "Thank you, Gin." Sokea looked around, and took a moment to take in his surroundings, and noted where they were in relation to everyone else. Sokea looked back at Gin and exhaled deeply. "What's your... demand? That's weird saying that out loud." The latter part of the sentence was said in a whisper to himself, more so just self-commentary than anything.
As much as he didn’t want to admit it, he liked holding Sokea's hand, even for a few seconds. Gin knew damn well that even though he'd been hurt, that he still had feelings for the boy, he just didn’t want to admit it. Swallowing hard, he released Sokea's hand as the other let go only to promptly cross his arms over his chest and huff a bit, his ears tilting back in agitation.
Looking away from Sokea, Gin surveyed the area around them only to catch sight of Nanashi. The irritating little cretin was attempting to eavesdrop on the conversation that he and Sokea were attempting to have. Growling low, he narrowed his gaze on the guy and vowed to make him run extra laps for being a nosey little p***k. This was even more reason not to have this conversation here.
It only took a moment for Sokea's eyes to change and soon the boy was looking around, noticing where they were and just how close the other students were standing. "My demand, is that you wait until the end of the class. I promised Gia that I would substitute her class and I’m supposed to be helping Leo too. I can’t do that if I’m having to deal with...with our drama." Gin said with a small growl. Leaning in, he whispered low so Nanashi couldn’t hear. “Not to mention we already have an audience.”
He knew full well that Sokea would be wary of the demand, but it was the best he could offer. Besides, he needed to gather his thoughts and emotions before he talked to Sokea about their break-up. "I promise I won’t ditch out on you after...we'll talk it out."
"Sure, but if you leave, I'll kill you. That's a bit unfair coming from me, but our 'drama' is more than just about you and me." Sokea whispered just as softly as Gin did in response. Although he wouldn't actually kill Gin; he'd be livid at him for it though. Sokea looked deeply into the wolf's eyes. Taking in every detail, every moment, and cherished it. Sokea's heart was a little more at ease knowing that the tension between them has now been addressed, and that they are both seemingly willing to speak about it. After hearing Gin say that there is an audience, He glanced over and noticed a boy eavesdropping on them. "Imagine if people spent their time listening to their teachers, instead of being a brat." Sokea said a bit loudly. He was a little livid by someone being nosy when they shouldn't be. It reminded him of when Willow spotted Gin and Sokea's first kiss. Sokea's eyes returned to their deep blood red state, and he turned around. He walked towards the group of other students and waved his hands at them and smiled. An ever so fake, smile. The first one to address it would be getting slapped, so Sokea hoped that no one would try to prod at what just happened. Pretending to look at all the other students, he gave them a halfhearted peace sign. "I don't like doing drills, nor do they like doing me. It's a hate-hate relationship. I'm willing to spar with any one of you. I'd rather it be one of my classmates, but hey, I like winning too." Sokea stuck his tongue out at them and bopped up and down. If any of them wanted to spar, they'd be in for someone who is currently emotionally driven. Sokea heard a girl's voice from behind him, the one who was approaching Gin asking to spar. This sent a tiny anger wave through his body; however, he shook it off. ’I'm being irrational. I need to chill out a little. You're smarter than this, Sokea.
Gin looked down at Sokea's hand grasping his arm. He's been about to growl something along the lines of 'let go' when Sokea spoke, threatening him. Gin knew damn well that Sokea wouldn’t actually hurt him but hearing someone that you'd loved say they'd kill you, even jokingly, it didn’t sit well with him. Pulling his arm away, he watched Sokea head back into the training field, that fake smile on his face.
Moving around the other side of the tree, Gin looked toward the students, keeping a close eye on them as they did their drills and their sparring matches. With any luck, this class would run longer than normal so he could figure out exactly what he was going to say to Sokea...However, before he could do much more than contemplate how the conversation would go, Camilla approached him, requesting that he spar with her. Normally, the other students avoided him – unless they wanted to eavesdrop like Nanashi. So, it was refreshing to have someone approach him in a friendly manner.
“Sure, that sounds good…I could use a distraction right about now.” Gin said with a sigh and a small smirk/frown. “No raiments…hand to hand combat only.” He knew that this was only going to distract him for a short amount of time, but what the hell? He needed to expel some of his negative energy and what better way than by sparring? Heading off to the side, he faced off against Camilla, ready for whatever she was going to throw at him.
Jace was horribly wrong in his initial assumption. He had assumed running a few laps would be in a small area and that it would proceed relatively easily. He was very very wrong. The day was sunny, and while by most and even by Jace himself in the past, it only made it more of a living hell. The field was much much larger than he originally thought, and he vastly overestimated how good he was at running. He was struggling after the fifth lap, his pace drastically slowed and he was panting heavily. By the 6th lap, he was just barely jogging and everyone else was well ahead of him. He could feel the heat trying to finish him off as well. He had never been good with any extreme in temperature for long periods. Now he knew he wasn't good with them when put under strain. He wanted to just give up and collapse. 'I must not fail...so miserably.' He thought to himself. Forcing himself to push on even as his body felt like it was dying. He couldn't remember the 7th, 8th, or 9th lap, his mind retreating to a far place as he did so. His pace was only generously considered a job by that point, and he stumbled often. He forgot what water tasted or even felt like at this point. Finally, on the tenth lap, he just barely made it to a lone tree and collapsed beneath its shade. Panting heavily, he rolled over to lay on his back as he tried to steady his breathing, his heart feelings as if it had been attempting to carve its way out of his chest. He heard a vague thing about partnering up or doing more hellish exercises but Jace felt spent already. 'This was just a warmup!? Where are the weapons and elegance...' He thought to himself as he continued to breathe heavily. He'd much rather spar than go through that once, let alone three times, but he was too tired to seek anyone out yet. He merely kept his gaze out to everyone else as he slowly moved till his back was against the tree and tried recovering, trying to see if anyone was partner-less at this late stage but not willing to walk to them quite yet.
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