There's Got To Be More... (Calico)

[Serena Varsair]

Sneakers scraped and squeaked across painted white lines as Serena completed lap 5 of the track portion of her exercise. Breathing rapidly but smoothly, the silver-haired girl jogged off of the track and over to the bleachers where she was supposed to meet her new trainer here at Hammel. Brushing some dirt off of one of the lowest bleachers, she sat down.

Within a minute, her breathing had normalized and, if it weren't for the sweat, it'd be impossible to tell that she had been running. Serena couldn't help but laugh at herself. This is what she was here for, her powers, and yet when her new trainer got there, he probably wouldn't believe she had done her morning run.

Well, at least she had dressed to impress (and by impress, that meant, look as attractive as possible, because who knows what age or how cute the guy training her was gonna be). Black running shorts that cut off near the top of her thigh (with a clip for her keys), simple white sneakers with thin socks that weren't very visible, and a very tight top that exposed much of her upper chest in a very pronounced (and slightly sexualized) fashion. Her hair was brushed to a great extent to be very clean and wavy, and she wore contacts so as her glasses wouldn't hide her face.

If she got some hot college guy or something, she wanted to be ready. And if he was older, then at least he'll get some joy out of seeing her.

But honestly, she was just hoping he was nice. The woman she had at Kocher was an amazing, very caring trainer that had helped her work out her morning, afternoon, and evening exercises to keep her energy levels in check. If this new guy was even half as good as she had been for Serena, then Serena would be more than satisfied.

(OOC: Sorry for the delay in getting this up; and my first posts tend to be long, so don't worry about responding with something equally long unless you really feel the urge, haha)

[Calico Nicolas Waters]

Nick was rummaging at his desk going over propsals for the leadership class he was now in charge of. Countless papers, numbers, budgets, and reminders of things he needed to get done.For one thing, he really needed to get the applications out for the students. He only has one student that has turned into a application for his class. As minutes began to pass by an annoying noise began to ring in his room. That loud annoying sound was an alarm off his phone. Appointment reminder. "There is just not enough time in the day to get everything done." Nick spoke to himself as he let out a small sigh. He got up from his chair and grab his black hoodie and began to walk his way toward the track field.

Nick was the leadership teacher and also took on power training for several students. His first training session was today at the field with a student named Serena Varsair. All that was provided was that she was a junior and her power was enhanced stamina and endurance. Nick had some great ideas on how to work with her to improve her power control and training. Nick wore tan shorts, with running shows, and his black hoodie. He wondered to himself as he walked over to the track how Serena would think of him. He was a brand new staff member to this school and anything could happen. As he approached the track field, he notice a girl a with silver hair. "Serena" he whispered to himself. Nick was told that he couldn't miss Serena because she had beautiful silver hair that could shimmer in the moon light.

Walking over closer he had a better few of the student. She definitely looked much older than she really was and she was a very attractive young girl. Though it never crossed his mind that he would even think to date a student of his. For starters, she was a minor and he would never be caught trying to date a 17 year old. Smiling to Serena he offered his hand to shake, "Ms. Varsair correct? Serena Varsair. My name is Calico Nickalous Waters. You can call me Mr. Waters during school hours and Nick or Cal after school hours during our training sessions." Nick spoke with a smile that could charm a baby. Though he felt like he was a giant and towering over her so he sat down next to her so he didn't feel to tall. Nick's height was about 6 feet and 3 inches and most of the time towered of students coworkers.

It was indeed a beautiful day. The sun was shinning and the air was giving a small breeze every few minutes. Though the downside was that it was getting hotter by the minute. It was that time were the cool mornings would transition into a warmer afternoon. He wondered if Serena would think it would be weird that he was wearing a long sleeve black hoodie on a warm afternoon.

(Sorry for late respond. also its not the best post.i tried)

[Serena Varsair]

Alright, so he wasn't drop dead gorgeous, and he was definitely a tad toward the higher end age-wise, but he wasn't horrible. Plus, he had a cute smile. Serena kindly placed her hand out to shake his, "So do I call you Mr. Waters now or Cal now?" Nick was such a boring name, Cal was much cooler.

About the only other thing that stood out about her new trainer (besides his obvious poor clothing choice that she had to assume was related to his powers in some way) was his height. Serena was tall for a girl, almost reaching 5' 10"; but he was clearly a healthy amount above 6 foot. With her sitting, he just kinda towered next to her, but that soon ended as he sat down.

She looked at him and said, "So, what do you have in mind for me? This isn't my first corrida." Her French accent popped out of her American accent briefly at the word corrida, even though it was Spanish. Anything non-English usually popped her out of it. Still an old habit from Kocher she hadn't yet broken.