Better then P.E. (ter)

[Lilly Love]

Live headed into the gymnasium, not exactly excited to be there but not really dreading it either. Since she had failed her freshman year, she was a little behind in credits, go figure. There weren't a ton of academic ones to worry about, but she was short one gym credit. So, there she was. Going to make it up.

Gym probably was one of the things that Live didn't totally hate about school. At least it required no brain power and if you played a game like volleyball, you could hurt people. That was always a plus. However, Live was getting to do something better then gym class; private gym class.

Live had always like martial arts but had never had any actual training in it. Thankfully, she had worked out with the principle a way to get her gym credit and learn some more about fighting and stuff. It was a pretty good deal. At least she hoped it would be.

She let the door close behind her as she stood in the middle of the gym, wearing her usual kind of cloths; black pants, dark blue t-shirt, and black combat boots. She had brought other clothes but she would change later. "Hello?" Live called out, almost sounding annoyed but that was just how she was, and today she was actually in a sort of good mood.

[Terrowin Guthrie]

A girl that needed an extra credit in gym, eh? And that credit could be achieved by martial arts training? Sounded like a dream come true to Terrowin. One on one sessions were always more fun and fulfilling than classes, and as long as she didn't slack off or get distracted, Ter was hoping this would be a productive hour.

Dressed in a sleeveless top and light sweatpants, along with his favorite pair of Feiyues, Ter darted into the gym, pausing at the doorway to assess the girl in question. She was looking the other way, so he couldn't tell if he recognized her yet or not.

"Yer Lilly, right?" he called out in response to her greeting. He waited for her to turn, before adding,"Oi'm Mr. Guthrie. Oi was told ye needed an extra credit in gym, an' so," he added with a flourish of his hands and a slight bow,"Here Oi am." He gave her a grin, before approaching slowly. "Ye have some past experience in martial arts, am Oi right?" he asked. It would be good to get a feeling for how advanced she was so he could adjust their practice accordingly.

[Lilly Love]

It was a pretty good deal and Live was surprised she got it. It might have had something to do with the fact that when she had gym class last year she had broken a kids nose. It wasn't on purpose. She just got really into the game and the girl had called her fat.

Live turned around to see Mr. Guthrie. He looked like what she expected a gym to teacher to look like. His accent threw her off for a moment but not for long. She was fairly use to meeting people from other countries. Seemed like a lot of them ended up here. He definitely was a character though. Live had to keep herself from laughing at his little bow. This would be an entertaining class.

"Yeah that's me. Although, call me Live." She said giving the man a nod. She was use to teachers calling her by that name but she tried to get them to call her Live. Lilly to her was such a girly name and she had been calling herself and having others call her Live since she was about nine. "A little. Use to live in the city so I had to know some self defense." She said with a shrug. She learned some from her dad when she was little but she didn't specify that part.

[Terrowin Guthrie]

As Live turned, Terrowin studied her. He didn't recognize her from around Hammel, but then again, he was usually looking around so quickly he never took in anyone's faces unless they approached him. Her features were a little hard, but she didn't look overly mean or rude. Her face seemed to lighten just slightly at his bow, but maybe it was his imagination.

"Nice tae meet ye, Live," he replied, stopping a few feet from her with a smile. Interesting nickname, but he was willing to go with it. He listened to her talk about her experience, rubbing his chin curiously. His scruff was getting thick, he needed to shave... But anyway, that wasn't important right now. "So, more like street smarts an' the like, eh?" He could relate to that - the reason he had picked up wushu was so he could defend himself from bullies back in Australia. "Can ye show me wot ye can do? Actually, wait." He paused, smirking. "We need tae warm up first. Don't want ye pullin' a muscle. Let's run!" Going at a mild pace, he began to lap around the gym, matching his pace to hers. He hated running slowly, but it would be rude to go at his full speed.