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I will admit, I wasn't expecting to see any of this equipment as you said you did training with concerning your staff. But I imagine there are different things to learn up until that point.

[It doesn't help to be so narrow minded.]

There are. Using a staff is just part of it... I don't really use most of this equipment either, though. [ Mostly because he has no idea how to. ] I usually come here just for the weights, but having a track and water available is pretty convenient.

I imagined as such. You did make mention of muscles before.

[He soon gets up to his feet.]

Does anyone else work here? Maybe they left these things for their own use in the storage room.

[ And Tyr pushes himself up along with him. ]

...There's my boss, but I haven't see anyone else working here... Those weapons were probably used for the events that were held here before I started...

I wasn't aware that you weren't the head of this place. Who is your boss?

[ Wow, Ion thought he owned an entire colosseum. He must really think pretty highly of him... ]

Captain Murasa—the same one that was captain while we were on that ship together...

[Of course...]

So you knew of her beforehand. Being on the boat was the first time I've ever spoken with her but before that she had personally given me that task.

[ Ion... ]

She really didn't know you before?

[ While Tyr has a high opinion of Ion, he's still surprised to hear that. ]

That's right. I'm not quite sure how she knew to trust me. It may have been a mind of guessing.

Maybe she's just perceptive. She can be easygoing, but she's experienced, too...

I'd believe that. She does have a very reliable employee, after all.

Haha. [ So much flattery in two sentences! Have another hair ruffle. ] You sound like Gremio when you say things like that...

Anyway, how are you feeling now?

[Is he in need of loosening up? But he doesn't comment on the gesture.] It's only the truth.

[Anyway.]

I'm fine. Are we going to do some more running?

[ That's the only reason he'd compliment him, right? ] I'm her only employee here, too...

[ Back to business, though! ]

Yeah. This time we're going to sprint, and then rest a while before continuing. That's how you should do it if you decide to do this on your own, too.

You seem to handle things well around here so her choice wasn't a bad one with either way you look at it.

[Does this mean time to move head back to the track because that's what he intends to do.]

I understand.

...Thanks.

[ He should really get used to Ion saying things like that. Right now, though, it's time to continue their work. Tyr walks along right beside them until they take their respective lanes. ]

I'll let you set the pace. Stop when you feel like you've had it.

[ He might not be sick anymore, but Tyr isn't going to push him too hard when he doesn't even know Ion's current limits. ]

Okay.

[He goes so far as to even nod to himself. Take a deep breath and out-- time to start running. He's running! But, wait, what's the difference between a jog and a sprint?]

[ O-oh, he didn't expect this to be an issue. Tyr runs after him, calling: ]

Watch your form!

[He slows a bit, glancing over his shoulder, to show that he hears Tyr. Then he tries to kind of...take big steps?!]

[ Ion... Tyr gives him a half smile and comes up along side him. ]

Here, watch me...

[ Starting to show him...! ]

[He makes sure to at least keep moving as he feels that was the point of the training but would watch Tyr. Ion does end up sprinting properly, however, with Tyr showing him, and tries to catch up quickly.]

[ Thankfully Tyr didn't plan to dash away from him like a dog without a leash, and he soon slowed and turned around to see how Ion was doing. ]

There you go. You're not doing bad.

[At least he understands the basics of that. So he'll keep going! Only, the pace is kind of sort of slow. For the sake of...not getting tired out too quickly!]

[ While Tyr's not even sure if that's his limit. Maybe you're just slow, Ion. Still, he'll remind him: ]

Remember to go as hard as you can. We'll rest for a while after that..

Ah, yes!

[Time to sprint faster, then! Really! He's actually putting it all in, now even though it can't get him qualified for a track team or anything.]

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