Gymnastics. (Open)

[Magnus]

In midair, the body had twisted to the side and made a full rotation and a double frontal flip. He landed squarely on the mat with a sign of annoyance on his lips. He had originally planned to finish off with a 1½ full rotation. Although that was a minor thing, he had done the exercise almost perfectly otherwise. He ran off the mat to make room for the next gymnast. The guy who had done a series before him clapped him on the back and complimented him. Magnus automatically smiled to him and thanked him and brushed it off as nothing big.

He would have a five min break before he was up for another one. This time he was determined to get it right. He grabbed his bottle with water and poured down some water. He leaned back and made some small talk with the other gymnasts, they weren't as good as him. Naturally. He watched as they all made their different series, slowly his eyes drifted a little off to the side, so the girls training was in view. Hircine actually had some rather fine dames. When he was done with the next series, he would be done for today.

He made an almost exact copy of his last series, he had still not nailed it. He needed more speed before the last jump. It was hard enough for someone of his size to do this, but pumping out more speed was almost impossible. Oh well, the others still admired the new kids skills, and he would probably hear from the trainer soon about a position on their team.

The class was over and Magnus was relaxing on a bench in the hall. He would probably go to the swimming pool next and take a couple of lanes to cool down with. His head was resting against the wall and his eyes closed. Just a couple of seconds relaxation. He would have to start getting his plans lined up for the coming year.

[Keith Richards]

The hallway changed from the constant dull tones and flat surfaces when he took a turn. The fact that it was a dead end didn't seem all that odd, he had walked into several. It was the slight in turn of the walls along with the fact that it felt like the hall should continue and was covered poorly. Keith slowed his steps slightly as he started to grow suspicious of a trick, or trap, wondering why exactly he was taken to a dead end.

Shrugging off the urge to sing ♪it's the end of the world as we know it♪ Keith walked forward and shoved his palm firmly into the wall. As he thought it would the wall broke. But it wasn't like drywall he had expected. It was like he shoved his hand through an eggshell. What was beyond was a pure white room, the only depth perception he had was of a shade of light gray between each tile on the floor and the bright strips of light along the celling.

Fear washed over him like water...

Keith jolted up, feeling water on his face and shoulders. He was facing the wall of the indoor pool, resting high above on the high dive, and something had splashed water on his face. First came the relief that he wasn't in a corridor of light because he drowned or something stupid along those lines came swiftly. Only to be replaced by annoyance with the fact he was now wet. The fact he was sleeping over a pool being the reason for this never occurred to him, it was the quietest place he could find when he decided to take a nap.

"God damn, is there no place to sleep in this fucking school?"

[Magnus]

It didn't take long before Magnus sat behind all alone. The rest of the gym team had already hit the showers and would probably go home afterwards. Magnus sighed, relieved that he no longer had to keep up a cheerful facade and faking emotions constantly. He walked to the opposite of the gym, found the bag he had left there in the start of the training session, swung it over his shoulder and headed for the pool area. He quickly changed to bathing shorts. All black with no marks. As he left the changing room he noticed how still the water was. It was completely still, not a single wave on it. Oh, that's right. Usually the pool wasn't used by anyone during these hours. He would have it all for himself.

Perfe- what the fuck?

It was a strange sight. It was observed from the corner of his eyes, but that made no difference for Magnus, he saw it perfectly. There lay a boy over the pool. Magnus theorized by the relaxed breathing pattern and the relaxed body that the boy was in fact sleeping.

Why not just sleep at home and skip school altogether? That was just his first thought, the next involved if he could push the boy into the water and drown him, only for the sheer annoyance his presence was. Now he couldn't swim in peace. Magnus remembered something. Cameras. He had spotted them several times before at other locations, and they would be here as well, without doubt.

Bingo, there, one in each corner. All of them in fixed positions from what I can see, meaning that they can cover the entire swimming area.

He jumped into the water, purposely splashing as much water at the sleeping boy as possible without making it seem like he did it on purpose. When halfway down the lane, he heard the boy complain and he stopped swimming.

"Try the math classes, they're often pretty quiet ... and boring enough to act as a natural sedative."

He began backstroking, so he could keep his eyes on the other boy in case he should want some sort of revenge. Undoubtedly he would want revenge.