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"Lunch, Roof, Practice" Asuna said. Ryner decided to agree by nodding simply. There was no reason to speak. Ryner watched the fight, still interested. He wondered what Ellis and Gray thought of his father, but he didn't think it would be right to simply ask. Ryner had his attention on Ellis, interested in what the weapon was capable of. Ryner never underestimated his opponents or allies, taking every fight seriously. Ryner returned his attention to the battle as Katsu raced towards Gray. He watched her fight, an interesting strategy nonetheless. Ryner wasn't surprised when Gray managed to dodge, mostly due to Gray being a teacher. Ryner could rarely train with his father, considering the fact that his father could break every one of Ryner's bones on accident. Ryner wondered what Gray was hoping for when he went to hit Katsu's stomach. Ryner didn't wonder why Katsu took the hit. It was an obvious reason, she didn't want her partner to get hit. Ryner guessed that the battle would soon be over soon, but there was always room for possibilities.

Alexander Lute, an adult with a short temper, was made to do paperwork due to him not having to deal with students on the first day. Snap!, the pen he was using now had a broken tip, and the ink went onto all the papers he had just finished. He tried desperately to not be violent, considering the fact that he ironically didn't like violence. Too late, he had already crushed the remaining body of the pen in his hand and had gotten ink all over his hand. He felt lucky that he didn't get ink over his clothes, not wanting to figure out how long it took to get ink out of clothes. "Why was I, of all people, assigned to this?" He mumbled to himself. Oh, how the other teachers must have been laughing at the fact that he was assigned paperwork. Well, the teachers probably were more professional than that, but Alexander simply didn't care to think logically while having ink on him.

He stood up from his classroom, and went to a bathroom, preparing to wash his hands. The academy didn't allow him to smoke, which was a thing that helped him calm himself. He didn't need to smoke, but it helped him calm his nerves. He walked in and out of the bathroom, washing his hands and drying them. At least the ink came off. He would have went back to his office and continued working, but he knew he would probably end up breaking something. He instead went outside, putting his hands on his sides and stretching his body. At least his sunglasses kept away the sun's rays. He walked randomly and eventually spotted Gray in the distance. He had a slight urge to go and speak to Gray, but not enough to interrupt.

He simply watched the fight with interest, wondering how strong the new students would be mentally and physically. He watched until the bell rang, signaling lunch for the students, and his chance to 'borrow' his son for a bit. He walked calmly yet quickly up to the location his son was at. Nothing needed to be said for Ryner to notice his father. "Need something?" Ryner asked, wondering what could be important. "I want you to come practice with me, we can't have you being weak now, can we?" Alexander said, looking at his son's meister. A bit of sadness was shown in his eyes, remembering his meister, but the sadness was quickly replaced by his normally calm look. "You're coming too." Alexander said, looking at Asuna. He wouldn't force them to come, but he couldn't quite ask them to come without sounding forceful. It was just a problem with being freakishly strong. "Well then, let's go Asuna." Ryner said, anticipating the spar that would probably be soon brought on. Alexander waved at Gray, remembering that Gray existed, but he quickly returned to the matter at hand. He picked up both Asuna and Ryner, using both of his hands to ease movement. He then used his strong legs and ran towards a simple training location, forgetting that most humans weren't used to the suddenness of being carried and quickly transported. Alexander wasn't even slightly tired, building a high stamina from his years of training and being a hot-headed kid. He dropped the two abruptly. "This should suffice. I'd take you to the roof of the building, but we'd probably break something and the roof isn't very easy to move on." Alexander stated, not expecting a response. He had broken a couple of things when he began being a Professor, but he eventually got the idea to reinforce most of his class. He got himself in a fighting stance and prepared to help the two train, "I'll stop and give you kids time to eat after forty minutes of practice." Alexander said, a bit excited at the idea of practicing.