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Ryner wondered where Asuna was, since she usually woke up around the same time he did. He had good stamina, but not superhuman. The only reason he got to the DWMA so quickly was: The fact that he had a bike. If he didn't have a bike, he probably would have been as tired as a cheetah late to work, assuming cheetahs working was a normal thing where you lived. He began counting the amount of time it would take Asuna to get to the DWMA, but he was still making sure to pay attention to the introduction by the Andrius person that would be soon to come.

There she was, she managed to be late, surprisingly. Ryner expected cats and dogs to start raining, but then again, that could be a normality for another location. His normality was hardly universal. He would have laughed about her lateness, but she seemed geniunely tired. He expected stares to quickly turn to her, but surprisingly, no one looked. "Sorry Professor" Such formality, wouldn't be expected of Ryner. This little statement would probably crush any hopes of anonymity she had. She was probably delusional, but then again, who was he to judge what was delusional? He was probably the most susceptible to madness, and he would probably be one of the first targets. Then again, he would probably blow off any new madness added to his persona. "Hey Ryner, what did I miss?" She turned to him when she asked this. "Not much, from what I can tell." He was still a bit distracted, waiting for Andrius to introduce himself. Ryner didn't like introducing himself, since it was simply repeating the same things over and over again, even if he changed the way he said those phrases. He guessed that perhaps seeing new faces would be enjoyable, but he couldn't guage his boredome, science hadn't invented a way to gauge such an abstract concept. Trying to gauge boredom, would be like trying to gauge how much a number weighs. Meaning, that it would probably be entirely probably, if you had the correct tools, but the result would never be constant. "Oh wait, you did miss the first part of class. But, that was just time for students to mingle, and late students to get here." Ryner emphasized the word "late", so he could tease slightly. He didn't like being mean, but he trusted that Asuna wouldn't break off their relationship over something so infantile. "Just kidding," Ryner added, " anyways, are we going for any assignments this week?" Ryner, like many others, didn't "taste" souls, instead he "felt" the texture of souls. He couldn't describe how a soul "tasted" to someone who hadn't done so before. It would be like telling a blind person about the color red.

"Look at the window," Ryner began saying under his breathe, since he only wanted Asuna to hear him. He noticed movement out of his peripheral vision. He at first thought it was a bird, so he paid close attention. He had only once held a bird in his hands, but the bird had been damaged and had been slightly tinted red. He did however, notice that the thing was too awkward to be a bird, so it must have been another human, unless it was a witch. In that case, the witch would have to be stupid, suicidal, extremely strong, or a combination of all the aforementioned adjectives. He would have laughed, but he didn't like bringing attention to others. "For the student that just crawled into class, there ARE easier ways to get into the room, but I do admire your creativity." Gray smiled, and so did Ryner. Ryner's smile, however, was calm and as if he knew something everyone else didn't. "I do hope your partner doesn't try the trick you did, there are only a few people I know that can climb flat walls" Gray made it seem as if he could, but Ryner seriously doubted this. Ryner's father, Alexander Lute, could fail at climbing walls with his hands, but he could run up walls without a problem. Ryner highly doubted the girl's partner would be foolish enough to try infiltrating through an already compromised entrance or an already used entrance, since spreading forces could be an advantage. Ryner hoped that this first day wouldn't be boring, he should have been careful what he wished for. Wait... that girl, she had the same color hair as his father did. This was interesting, slightly.