Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20170711055926/@comment-26104528-20170722192630

"You got around 10~15 minutes. I think you'll be fine." Skyler replied as the next set of her students started walking in. The sparrowhawk replaced her bow on her back and turned to greet them, leaving the conversation to the monkey and tiger.

"Which class?" Stella asked the new student. "Unarmed and CQC he said." Clayton responded in as he looked at his watch.

"Oh, my boyfriend's TA-ing that one! But it's gonna be in the basement, all the way down the hall. You go through some lockers to get to it. I got a little lost down there my first year, figured I'd pass it on."

Room B102 (Ground floor rooms started with G, basement rooms started with B1, B2, etc. depending on how deep they were) was one of those rooms that unfortunatly followed the trend of deciding it didn't have to follow number rules. Despite being "02", it was all the way at the end of the building next to B111 and B112 while B101, B103, and B104 were on the other side.

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Meanwhile, Stella's boyfriend in a somewhat puffier version of his usual armor (bulkier boots and a synthetic fur collar) could be seen wallrunning across protuding panels built onto the roof of the range building behind her. With a blast from his jumpkit, creating a puff of snow as it went off, Fritz went flying towards the next set of panels on the central building until finally leaping off and rolling up to the elevators on the side of the gym.

I miss doing that... He thought to himself as he dusted himself off and hit the call button. The Coronado building was a little too cramped to traverse like that and downtown Vale often had too many people to make freerunning viable, not without slamming into an innocent civilian at least. Like how Azzie finally managed to scratch his itch for a long con, so to did Fritz scratch his itch for some serious parkour.