The Gymnasium

(oh....)
*walks out*

Vlad comes wandering into the gymnasium...

-I coulda swore I had a lesson here today....

Vlad sighes and walks out dissapointed.

*walks in wearing gym uniform and starts running laps around the gym quietly*

*stops and measures heart rate, pressing two fingers to neck and counting*
*breathes out and stretches, walking around the gym while looking around*
Such a large gym... expensive school I guess.

Vlad walks drowzily into the gym in his uniform. His face carried a... less than content expression... it was no mystery he was not fond of it...

-Friggin' fruit cakes...

Vlad who despite the fact was showing up to his gym, Early as it may be, brought his coffin which, yet again, had increased exponentially in weight this time he pushed it to the double again 800 Kilos. He had this in effect for the last while now, finally adjusting. He sighed then sat beside his coffin at the side of the gym. appearing to fall asleep. He sat there eyes closed leaning back a bit.

Vlad sits there cross legged tapping his coffin impatiently

-I swear... I'm gonna cut someones legs off if no one shows up again...

Vlad sighes

*walks in*
I wonder if there will be no class again...

*sighs*
Guess so...
*leaves*

Vlad pops up in the middle of the gym looking around suspiciously

-I swear if there is no class again I shall release all hell upon us!

Vlad stands in the middle of the gym remotely annoyed looking

Vlad continues to stand there tapping his foot pissed

*walks in with hands in pockets, the Gym door shutting with an echoing sound*

Vlad spins on his heels with a look of joy on his face.

-Would you happen to be the teacher of this class!?!?

I am not, unfortunately.

*blinks and walks over to the bleachers, sitting down and strapping off Tenkei, setting him down quietly*

*ties hair back and stands up, looking up at the vampire boy*

*walks by and pokes my head in*
It doesn't look like they had class tonight.
*sighs*

Vlad nodded still smiling

-Yeah I figured! You seem a bit to serious to miss.... 3 classes in a row...

Vlad's smile sinks down into a grin as he stood there Arms crossed as if something dawned upon him.

*walks off*
This is like the third class he's missed.

*nods once, completely aloof to his existence at the moment*

I... suppose so.

*stretches for a moment and begins running laps around the gym at a fast speed*

Vlad watches her run a lap then shrugs walking towards the bleachers rather calmly taking a set on the second bench and pulling out his gun placing it on the bench row in front of him and began fiddling with something.

*keeps the pace steady, lowering the speed to a fast jog*

*glances over to the boy for a moment again before looking forward, listening for every sound in the Gym aside from the tip tap of her shoes against the wood flooring and her breathing*

Vlad who just finished tampering with his piece of machinery couldn't help but grin again as he put the gun away and layed his face into his right hand watching sakurai run around the gym, with a sort of interested look on his face. The grin died down to a smirk which in turn died down to a smaller smirk that maintained itself.

*breathes in and slows down to a stop, coughing and covering mouth*

*lowers hand and continues, but at a walking pace, glancing over to the boy once more then closing eyes and turning head back forward*

Hn-...

Vlad grins again looking down. Yep definetly her, wonder what abraham would think if he knew what I was about to attempt. He'd probably think me mad... heh...

Vlad scratched his head thinking of how to execute what he was about to do... First time in awhile Vlad had actually paused to think something out, then again his situation was far from normal and would have to pull this next idea carefully.

*opens eyes slowly, irises a bright yellow, staring at the floor below, carefully listening to any sound*

*breathes in and out without a single noise, closing and opening fist softly*

My heartbeat is off with my running.

(Edit: Be right back.)

(Okay!)

Vlad closes his eyes tilting his head down, his head jumped up a bit as he made a dulled down "heh" Then in a blurry motion he dissapeared from sight. All that could be heard was a thumping sound as he dissapeared from where he previously sat, leaving his gun on the bleacher.

(You know who M.Night shamaylon is?)

(I don't.)

*stops walking and closes eyes, standing firmly*

Hn-... where did he go?

*opens eyes and glances over shoulder*