[The ice-skating rink is in rollerskate mode, and if you happen to walk in, you may notice there's already the occasional gouge out of the wall or obstacle. AT can be heard whirring away, and if you look around long enough, you'll spot Agito.

The shark has been bored lately so this being made was certainly a good thing in his opinion. He definitely owed his other for this one. Railings, jumps, the occasional wall-ride, he was testing things out and rather thoroughly enjoying it.

His other isn't too far away, settled down near the wall and out of harm's way. He's content to sit here and watch Agito ride, clapping at every trick the dark pulls]

[voice | private to Roxas]

Have you heard from Xion today?

[She doesn't leave the house without telling him. So he's a little worried that it's now the middle of the day and he hasn't heard a thing.]

[voice | private to Wolfram]

Haven't talked in a while. You busy?

[For most of the day Axel will be "busy" sitting outside on the porch with Pluto hanging out beside or around him. The puppy will be gnawing on a tennis ball and tossing it around in the grass this way and that, so don't be surprised if a ball happens to cross your path if you're walking by.

He's trying not to be too worried, but there's no denying that he's at least a little bothered by something.]

[Just the thought of calling Conrad makes her giddy, and while it's great to feel like she's floating on air as she gets ready to make this call, it certainly doesn't do her any favors in the caution department. Have one blushing princess who has completely forgotten to filter this to only the person she's addressing.]

Conrad~, are you free this evening? I would like to see you.

[Anew laughs as her blue haro rolls around in front of her on the grass. Its eyes blink, but it doesn't say much yet. It bumps into her pet giza rabbit which looks momentarily annoyed before Anew picks up the haro and moves it away.]

I think it's time you had a name, little guy.

[She looks at the camera, tucking some lavender hair behind her ear as she shyly addresses everyone:]

Does anyone have any good ideas for his name?

[With today's lesson, Cain intends to make sure his students have been learning the right things in his classes. It is also designed for his own amusement, but he wouldn't dare admit that openly.]

[After all, it would take years for any of the beginners to become formidable fighters. If his students are at least able to keep the pointy end out of their eyes, he considered it a fine accomplishment. But there is one lesson he can instill in them in a reasonable amount of time: how to keep control over themselves and to analyze their situation. Maybe he can't craft them all into fantastic warriors, but he can get them thinking properly.]

[That's why he's doing a mock tournament today--get the competitive blood pumping and see what happens. With his usual casual but authoritative air, Cain paces slowly back and forth in front of his students while explaining today's activities and the rules.]

--Alright, each bout will last three minutes. The person with the most blows against the other wins. You don't have to hit too hard, or try for a knockout, because you'll be disqualified if you do either one. The winners will gain personal glory and honor, and a token prize if those lofty goals aren't enough of a motivator.

Questions?

((OOC: As with all of Cain's class posts, they are event style, so please threadjack and tag around! You're welcome to play out bouts with your classmates, or to just handwave the outcome. Subject header your tags with [Before], [During], or [After], as usual.))