Hell! I mean, gym class (open)

[Evgeny Demidov]

Ev's first time as a teacher. He had no idea what he was supposed to do, really, and he was slightly scared. He decided it was a good idea to just get to know the students a little this first class, and do a sort of evaluation exercise program to see how fit they were. Some laps around the gym, some sprinting, some basic exercises, nothing too fancy yet.

He had instructed via e-mail that everyone should arrive in comfortable gymnastic clothes for the class, and that everyone should abstain from eating or drinking too much water in the hour before the class, and since it was a ten o'clock class, he recommended that everyone had a good healthy breakfast at around seven or eight.

Maybe some gymnastics! He figured while he waited for the students to arrive and went to the storage closets in the opposite end to take some gym mats before placing them on the floor. Afterwards he just sat in them to wait for his students to arrive.

[Avinea Jale]

Avi was scheduled to take the Ten am Phys. Ed. Class. She hadn't met the teacher yet but she knew he was a new teacher. She had checked her email the day before and the teacher, a Mr. Demidov, had emailed her, and possibly all the other students who were taking his class, about eating right and when to eat and the appropriate attire. She smirked a bit. Did he really not know she was used to gym?

Avi figured she had better set aside clothes for the next day. She didn't care if that was what he had said. It was better to be prepared. Avi rummaged though her closet finding the clothes that were suited to the class. She laid out a pair of blue pair of shorts and a tank top, that was accompanied by a hoodie in case he wanted them outside. She also got out her Good running shoes and set them down. She had also gotten a water bottle out and had set that down in the mini fridge to stay cold for the night.

The next morning Avi woke up bright and cheerful, even if she was a bit sleepy. She had gotten her breakfast, after a shower and was carrying her water bottle when she approached the gym. She was a bit early but that didn't matter to her. If he was not there yet she could always run around a bit. She hesitantly opened the door to the gym and walked in. She didn't see anyone about so she just sat against the wall and began stretching. It was always better to stretch before any sort of exercise.

[Aki Welland]

Okay, so normally she didn't sleep so late. Normally she was up until midnight anyway and up at sunrise, like at she had for the past few years. Today was different. A flaming headache pounded her head sometime around nine thirty and brought her to consciousness. She glared at the red lettered clock and threw on some casual gym clothes, the kind of thing she would wear running. Okay, the beanie and the gloves might have been a bit unnecessary, but right now she didn't care. Her eyes weren't even open all the way, and she wanted coffee.

The telepath was broadcasting slightly, grumbly thought trying to escape. She just wanted to get to class and see what boring shit the new gyn teach was going to have them do. Compared to hopping around on the roof she was pretty sure that it wasn't going to be anything physically difficult or even something that would catch her attention. She would plod through class and probably end up skipping it other times to go for a run through the woods or through town if she could manage to get past security. Her eyes rolled and she made her way to the gym.

There was one person there besides the teacher. The guy was kind of young and had a sort of punkish rebel look to him. Okay, maybe he would be interesting. He certainly looked pretty bored by her standards. A student was there too. She reached out with her mind and tapped, seeing in her public thoughts her name was Avinea. A mouthful. So in her mind she shortened it to Avi, which sounded terribly like Aki. Ah well, ya win some ya lose some. She could deal for now. Her defiant walk was still in place, even though she was only half awake. She looked more like a hip hop street dancer than a Hammel student, with her hair in a pony tail poking out from under the brown beanie. The other girl, Avi, was stretching, and he thoughts showed that. Really, Aki wasn't using her powers well today. She was just kind of letting them do whatever, which was probably dangerous and wouldn't end well for her, or those around her really.

[Romeo Buckland]

Romeo didn’t get the chance to read Mr. Demidov’s email, possibly because he didn’t really have an email address in the first place. Though he’d like to have the chance to see what’s inside a laptop and all that, he never really had interest in anything ‘virtual’. Despite people around him insisting he needs to start being all tech-savvy because of how the world’s currently working, he’d rather not have anything to do with such infernal things.

Stubborn as a mule, he really is.

Lucky for him his usual get-up is as relaxed as anyone can get – a simple red shirt, khaki shorts and sneakers. If needed, he always has that tattered pair of gym shorts he always brings for training. He didn’t bring an extra set of clothes though. Let’s just hope he won’t sweat hard – he has English next and it’s in an air-conditioned classroom; the last thing he wants is to be the reason why the room stinks.

“Err, Mr. Demidov, right?” asked the Irish boy, looking at his schedule just to be sure. He cautiously entered the room and was surprised when he saw a familiar face. “Aki,” he growled, sending a glare towards the telepath. And yes, her grumpy thoughts only made the boy a whole lot more irritated at her than he already was.

Good luck Evgeny. Hope class goes well then.

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[Evgeny Demidov]

As the students arrived Evgeny decided to stay still in his mat as he figured everyone out, it was just something that he was used to do, mostly by reflex, due to his training. He started with the first arrival, she seemed... Wait, why am I analyzing every single of these kids? They're kids. I'm their teacher. They fear me! They P-H-E-A-R me. Rawr. He shook his head and stopped doing it.

Minutes later after the arrival of the first girl, there was now a group of six students when the class was supposed to have fifteen, but he expected that the majority of them weren't going to arrive, he had looked into the files of every student of this class and determined that... Stop it! Ok! No more analyzing underage students. They're not terrorists. They're not going to make something explode, I already checked all of their meta-abilities.

"Ok class!" Evgeny said out loud while hitting the floor with both palms of his hands. "Sit please." He waited while they all sat and took a little breath. "Let's start really easy. P.E. is a really hard subject for schools because it is expected that some of you are absurdly fit and some not, so some will suck and some will triumph... and some will fail..." Scary silence. That had to scare the shit out of them "Nah, I'm kidding, nobody will fail. I think." He had planned this little speech word to word, and so far, he was nailing it. "To start we'll all stand up, say our names, age, and then show some gymnastic trick or excersise you consider you excel at. If it's something like resistance and you can do a half marathon without breaking a sweat, you can just say it, we won't do a half-marathon... today." Ev stood up with one quick jump and one big childish smile. "I'll start. My name's Evgeny Demidov, I reserve my age and I'm really good at many things but I won't show you because I like surprising people and I'm the teacher and thus an exception to my own rules." He went back to sitting. "Who's next? Oh, and no power-using please in this class under no circumstances, I can tell."

[Aaron Walker]

(((OOC: Hope it's not too late to join in.)))

Although AJ knew how to work a computer and retrieve his e-mail, he rarely did. He felt that computers were a tad boring. Too much sitting in front of the same screen and not enough movement. But he had woken up in the morning with the plan to check out the gym to see what he could find to do in there. Latley he’d been trying to play basketball using his feet and a soccer ball. So far, he hadn’t managed to get the ball in the hoop, but he was getting pretty good at hitting the backboard at least. I just need to get my foot under the ball more, he thought to himself as he opened the gym doors.

He was a little surprised to find several people already milling around the gym. It wasn’t until he noticed an older man sitting down that it occurred to him that an actual class was taking place. He just figured everyone had the same idea he did to spend a little time in the gym. Oh well, he thought, shoving aside his plans to improve his soccer/basketball skills. Might as well join in.

AJ walked over to one of the benches, took off his jacket, and proceeded to start emptying his pockets onto it. Although he felt a bit naked with his pockets empty, he had learned through the years of gym that it was usually better to not have random objects stabbing him in the thigh throughout the class. He pulled out several bouncy balls, a dozen pens and pencils, a handful of scrap paper, a wind-up dinosaur, three AAA batteries, a pointy rock he was going to try to turn into an arrowhead, a half empty pack of juicy fruit, and a bubble wand.

After carefully (and almost lovingly) laying the out on his jacket he looked around to the other students in the classroom. One of the girls looked like she would punch anyone who approached her, so giving her a wide birth, AJ walked up to the only other boy so far. “Am I late?” he asked.

AJ jumped about a foot in the air when the teacher slammed his palms on the mats. He sat down hard on the floor, right where he was standing, more than a little scared. Some will suck? he thought to himself. I didn’t think most teachers said stuff like that. As the teacher when on with his speech, AJ glanced at the door wondering if it was too late to run.

[Cole Kessler]

(OOC:Hope it ain't to late for Cole to come in.)

Cole had missed almost a week of class after what had happened with Taeyeon. He had blamed his power's and their side-effects, and it had made a reasonable excuse. However, only one other person knew what had really made him miss school. Had it not been for a visit from her, He probably would still be absent.

With him being on a new class schedule, Cole had to take Phys. Ed. Not that he didn't want to, he'd spent plenty of the time in the gym last schoolyear. So this morning he'd gotten up, showered anddessed in his UnderArmour outfit. His compression shirt, mesh shorts, and shoes all bore the red and black UnderArmour colors and logos. He loved a good workout, especially to start the week off right. And now, with his shorter hair, he actually looked like the athlete he was in High School back home.

As he stepped ut of his apartment he grabbed his red UA hat as well and his keys. He hopped into his truck, which his dad had left and taken the Firebreather, and headed to the school. As he parked he checked his phone's email app and saw that the instructor had emailed him last night. Luckily, Cole had already done all that Mr. Demidov had suggested.

He walked calmly into the gym, carrying is phone, wallet, and cigarettes in hishands because his shorts had no pockets. He checked his phone, he'd arrived just a few minutes before ten, which was fine by him. He looked around, only a few students had shown up so far, but he knew the rest would arrive shortly. He walked over and grabbed a baketball. Slowly, dribbling out to the three-point line and began shooting, if only just to pass the time.

[Romeo Buckland]

As this was his first P.E. class ever, Romeo had no knowledge whatsoever on the things he should or should not do before the session properly begins (he was ‘homeschooled’, using the term loosely, and he didn’t read the email after all). So after greeting his instructor, he quietly slid to the side of the room and sat on one of the benches, taking a pen out and playing with it while he waited. He perked up slightly when he heard a voice beside him, and after taking a quick glance to who it was (not that he expects to know anyone in this class anyway), he promptly replied “I don’t think so. Mr. Demidov hasn’t said anything just yet,” said the Irish boy, shrugging his shoulders.

Speaking of Mr. Demidov, Romeo couldn’t shake the feeling that he seems a little too young compared to the teachers he’s met so far. Not that young, but still young enough to make that stuffy Mr. White look like a grandfather. And it’s not just his looks; the whole way he carries himself, it’s too…informal. Or at least that’s what Romeo’s getting. Apart from horses and other such animals, he isn’t very good at assuming things anyway.

Romeo immediately grabbed his bag and sat down on the mat when the man motioned them to, crossing his legs together and hunching just slightly as he grabbed his toes. He had to consciously stop himself from chuckling when the man spoke however; whatever dignity he had got thrown out the window when he spoke, in Romeo’s eyes at least. The boy wasn’t the least bit impressed with his spiel nor was he intimidated by the whole fail or not fail thing Dr. Demidov kept yapping about. Finally a class where he can slack off and still pass, he thought.

He sat silently when Evgeny asked for people to say their names and planned to go maybe fourth or fifth, but when half a minute has passed and still no one was initiating anything, he decided to go for it. “I’m Romeo Buckland,” he said, raising his hand and standing up, “And I’m sixteen years of age.” The Irish boy stood silent for a while, scratching his head not out of nervousness but more to focus his thoughts and get a decent answer out for the third question. “I’m not sure I know of any gymnastic trick, but I can say I have fairly decent upper body strength.” Even without his powers, he can lift a whole lot more than the usual. He ended his short speech with a nod and a small smile to Mr. Demidov, preferring not to flex his arm or be all showy around his peers.

He didn’t want to be seen as an arrogant jerk after all.

[Avinea Jale]

Avi watched the other people coming in. From the looks of it the second person was also a girl and all the others that were coming in were male. Avi sighed. There was going to be a lot of testosterone in this class wasn't there. No matter. In someways Avi was just as competitive as a guy... If not more. Smirking some she deposited her hooodie at one edge of the mat and sat down to stretch waiting for class to start.

Already it seemed the males were banding together. The two that had walked into the gym was soon followed by a third. She looked them over and realized she did not know any of them. Sighing she watched as the person who she assumed was the teacher stood up and called all of them over. She smiled at the fact that he seemed quite young. Maybe he wouldn't drive them all to work so hard, though Avi knew herself and she also knew that I he was that kind of teacher she would get tired of him quite quickly and there was bound to be endless arguments between the teo if that was the case.

Avi had to chuckle as she listened to the teachers speech. She had to hold in the chuckle that really wanted to escape her lips, but she figured it would be better if they got off to a better tart. Especially if she was going to be in his class for a while. Then of course came the circle and introductions thing. Did he expect us to be first graders? Avi held back a smirk and looked at him. This had to be his first time teaching. Teenagers sitting in a circle and standing up to introduce themselves. Yea, that would go over well.

Silently, but keeping a smile plastered on her face she listened to Curley over there stand up and introduce himself first. She had to laugh at his introduction. Though it was short it spoke volumes about him. Smiling as he sat down she had to think about just what he was saying. Age, name, and what they were good at. Avi had to think. It was almost as if they were being laid out on the line and everyone of them had something to offer.

When it came time for Avi herself to stand she did so with a smile, that might be infectious if she could help it, and introduced herself. “I'm Avinea Jale, Avi works though if you all do not feel like saying the whole thing out. I know its a mouthful.” Avi watched all of them as they looked at her. She had no trouble with introducing herself and she was fine with it really. “ I am also sixteen, same as Curley over there.” Avi had officially named Romeo Curley, as she was soon to name all of the others in the class with a nickname. It was just a habit of hers. “ I run, that's about it.” Smirking Avi sat back down and waited for the next person in the circle to introduce themselves with a satisfied smirk.

[Aaron Walker]

After calming down a bit, AJ scooted a little closer to the rest of the students to join their circle on the mat. If he’d been any better at reading people, he may have understood that the other students weren’t scared at all by this teacher so far. But as it was, AJ was a little on edge about being in the man’s class. Gym class was hard enough without a teacher who yelled and slammed things.

He listened while the Romeo and Avi introduced themselves, trying hard to commit their faces and names to memory. It dawned on AJ that they were both older than him by a few years. Maybe I’m not even supposed to be in this class, he thought hopefully. He glanced toward gyms doors again, wondering if he should make a run for it. If it weren’t for him being scared of the gym teacher, he would have.

Hoping to get into the teacher’s good graces, AJ jumped to his feet as soon as Avi was done. “Hi. Umm.” He paused trying to remember what he was supposed to be saying. “Oh right. I’m AJ. Well actually Aaron James. I mean, really I’m Aaron James Walker. But…uh…AJ will work. I guess.” He paused, looking at the other students while avoiding eye contact with Mr. Demidov. “And I’m fourteen. And I…uh…can climb? I mean, I’m not like a wall-crawler or anything. But I like being high, so I’m good at it. Umm…I mean high up…not like high. Umm…yeah…” He flopped back down on the mat, hoping that the teacher wasn’t about to throw him threw a wall or anything.

[Cole Kessler]

As Mr. Demidov called then all over, Cole shot the basketball one final time, but aiming for the small rolling cage where the balls were kept. He walked over as everyone else did, but instead of sitting like the rest, Cole rested on both knees. He rocked his torso back so that his butt rested on his ankles.

He listened to Mr. Demidov, Avi, Romeo, and AJ introduce themselves and finally it became his turn. Rocking his body once more, he brought himself to stand on the strength of his legs alone. "Wow, really? I'm the oldest student in here? Drat!" He chuckled, "Anyway, I'm Cole Kessler, but please just call me Cole or Kess if you wish, but I prefer Cole." He said with a smile.

He ran back through his thoughts; trying to remember his best athletic skull. A difficult task for a young man who competed in every physical sport his school offered. "I'm, uhm," he thought on how to summarize it, "I'm an all around athlete. I was in every sport at my old school and enjoyed them all." He smiled. At least he'd summed it all up, right? "I also have a knack for vehicular engine specs and playing guitar." He finished and knelt back down.

[Aki Welland]

Really. Introductions. Romeo she knew the second his dark thoughts centered on her and she picked them up. That was just a given since she wasn't really shielding or trying not to receive. She liked Avi's nickname of Curley, but kind of liked her nickname of Golem better. The girl got up and moved closer as the other people started arriving. She knew most of them by now, even if not well, so names weren't really hard. Especially since they were all thinking about their names she knew them anyway. It only took a few minutes for it to get around to her to introduce herself. Well, Romeo already knew who she was and she wasn't sure about the others. They might know her they might not. Besides this more for the teacher right? She guessed so.

The darker skinned girl didn't bother standing, just sat there with one leg out and one bent in front of her, leaning backwards so that her palms were pressed against the well used gynastics mats. Why get up and stretch more when they were going to start doing stuff in a minute anyway.
" Hey, I'm Aki." She said sort of non-nonchalantly with an indifferent wave that didn't hide her aggravated, grumbling look or attitude. " I like parkour." If anyone here knew what that was then lucky them. She liked jumping between buildings and freestanding structures. Walls, trees, lightpoles. Whatever that Rhett kid had called it. The art of displacement. Using momentum and body weight to keep yourself in motion and challenge yourself to find new ways to navigate the world. See the whole thing as a playground just meant to be traversed at high speeds.

An adrenaline junkies dream. Huh. No wonder I love it so much. A wry smile lit the corner of her mouth as she couldn't help but keep the thought from entering her own mind.

[Evgeny Demidov]

"Ok." Ev spoke up after everyone finished introducing themselves. "It seems everyone here is pretty fit and ready for everything. Well almost everyone..." He looked at Romeo up and down, the only one not wearing gymnastic clothes. "So I'll change what I had planned for our first class. I... guess I'll improvise." God, I hate improvising. "Follow my lead and everyone start stretching, please."

He started with some basic stretches while keeping attention in everyone of his students via his powers, something they couldn't notice. Every position lasted for one minute and half exactly. First, legs, then arms and quadriceps. After releasing the stretch, he quickly stood up and continued with some final ones. Side leg, another leg one, and one final one just for fun.

"Ok." He said while looking at his class. "We'll do a... umm... push-up routine. Yes." He placed a hand in his chin and hummed a bit while wondering how to make the couples, but decided to leave it in their hands. "Ok, everyone, find a partner to work with. Since there are five of you, one works with me. What we'll do is a pretty exercise based in push-ups. Every person in the couple face each other while lying down, face down of course, and they'll make synchronized push-ups. Every two push ups, a synchronized move must be made, you can shake hands with your partner, high-five, pat the floor, head-bump each other. Use your imagination, as long as the push-up position is maintained and you both do it at the same time." It was a weird exercise he learned in the military. It was used to encourage, well, perfect sync among brothers in arms. "Ok you have five minutes to pick a partner and set up a fifty push-ups routine. Whoever's left out, come with me immediately. If any of you have questions, they're not allowed." Next time I'll bring a whistle. He clapped once. "Now work."

Soldier mode: on.

[Romeo Buckland]

And Romeo was right. All they needed was someone to take the first blood and everyone will follow. Please just ignore his gloating and almost idiotic grinning and pretend it is just a smile of amusement delight.

The Irish boy barely listened as the class went on to introduce themselves, more because of boredom and not being used to the classroom setting than anything really. He did perk up when the blonde girl called him ‘Curley’ (could she be any more creative?). He was rather surprised when he found out the class isn’t as uniform as he thought they’d be, with the whole fourteen and eighteen year-olds (or was it nineteen?) alongside them. It was only when Aki spoke did he turn and look, sending her a glare as she spoke about the whole parkour thing. Whatever it is, it sounds stupid.

While he did not miss Mr. Demidov’s stare, he chose to simply ignore it. He can stretch and move properly in his shorts anyway (not as good as he might have if he had his ‘workout shorts’, but good enough), so he can’t see the whole fuss about it.

He did freeze for a bit at the mention of a partner. Who? Surely it won’t be Aki; he’d be killing her within minutes. The blonde seemed pretty ok, but she seems a little too feisty for her own good. And the kid’s too young – he might end up taking care of him somewhere in the middle. Left with no one else to go to, he promptly approached the oldest guy in the pack, trying to look as friendly as he can.

“Kess right? You have a partner already?” He didn’t see anyone approach him yet, but hey, better sure than sorry. “You remember what he said again? I just got the ‘push-up’ and ‘partner’ part.” He actually heard the whole thing, but he didn’t really understand it. Probably something with the way Mr. Demidov explained it. Hopefully a second time would clear everything up for him.

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[Aaron Walker]

AJ was about to hit super freak out mode. He was trying to run over the list of requirements the teacher had given. “Find a partner,” he mumbled to himself. “Face each other. Synchronized push ups. And…” He started looking around at the other students trying to decide who would be the best partner. Defiantly not the teacher. And it looked like the other two boys were already paring up. Which meant he would be with one of the girls. He was actually a little glad about that. He hoped paring up with a girl would mean he wouldn’t be outdone physically.

He was a little frightened of the scowling, grumbling girl. Not quite as much as the drill sergeant teacher, but almost. So he approached the other one, still mumbling the instructions to himself. “Uh…Hi Avi? Right?” he asked, giving the girl a weak smile. “You wanna..uh…partner up?” Please! Please say yes! he screamed in his head, wishing that he was a telepath. Don’t make me get stuck with the scary teacher! He looked up at the girl with an extremely pitiful puppy dog face, his fingers crossed behind his back. “I know I’m not all that…buff? But I’ll give it my best shot. Promise.”