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[ stretches when p.e. class is finally over, feeling a little bit like jelly, a little bit like a boulder & a little bit of weakling. shakes his arms a bit to free himself of that feeling, rubbing the back of his neck as he silently tells himself that though the class would only grow to be more strenuous as the semester goes on (especially during the stress-high weeks of exam prep), he'd still enjoy it, not regret it. etcetra. but at the moment, he stinks, even to himself. after spending a rude amount of time at the water fountain (drinking his fill, ignoring his surroundings as usual), he changes directions toward the lockers, intent on taking a quick shower, changing out of his gym clothes & perhaps heading home early for the day. ]

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[ exactly fifty minutes had passed by since he had decided to sit and watch the freshmen waddle around in pain and agony, taking note of the people that interested him (a small handful at most, 90% of them were too rough around the edges for his taste) while tossing out the potentials with each passing minute. his intuition is pinged at the sight of someone rather fuzzy headed throughout the almost-hour, deciding to move in closer to watch him carefully. thinks about it. thinks about it some more.

-- well, it was better than nothing.

it is only when he sees anthony finished with his p.e. class that he strikes, walking towards him casually with a rather straight face, almost like he does this every day. when he finally stands in front of him he simply stares; gives anthony a calculating gaze, hand reaching up to stroke his chin with a hmmm as he leans in a bit closer to get a good look at his face in complete silence. ]

saturday, post-tryouts.

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[ is currently face-down on the grass, face flushed from the exertion that the tryouts had demanded of him. feels more than just a little gross when he rolls over onto his back, staring up at the sky in silence. doesn't really think on his performance -- he'd been playing soccer & that had been it -- as when he manages to level his breathing, he's sitting up to stand up. rolls his shoulders as he tries to get feeling back in his limbs, then proceeds to waddle toward the lockers for yet another shower. ]