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-{★}- With a elongated sigh, the redheaded male moved himself through the crowd of people scattered around the edges of the pool and towards a rather tall, cobalt haired fellow. Upon the clipboard in his hands, were various times, training variations and diet tips; addressed to who he could only presume was he who he was headed for. “Mr. Ryugazaki?” A quiet question of identity in the rather busy complex; crimson eyes flickering up towards he in front of him before the sheet of paper upon the clipboard was removed. “Would you like to see your times from the past few sessions?”






