<strong>~Suburbia~</strong><br/><em>~Totally Fit~</em><br/>Leofwine always arose at the crack of dawn. It wasn't through some alarm usage, or anything; it just seemed to happen uncannily, of its own accord. He would shower up, throw on some clean clothes, his steel-toed leather boots, biker armor (http://www.myleather.com/site/product?pid=53290&dispid2=102), some leather chaps (over his denim jeans), his helmet (http://www.leatherup.com/p/Hawk-Helmets/Advanced-Hawk-Demon-Mask-Black-Full-Face-Motorcycle-Helmet/64417.html) grab one of those fancy meal bars loaded with extra protein and vitamins and minerals and good stuff like that, and leave his studio apartment.<br/><br/>Down below, in the parking lot near the old office building that had been turned into cheap apartments, he went over to his motorcycle  (http://www.mtbakerharley.com/2005-dyna-wide-glide/), which had been a gift from his uncle (a member of the Hells Angels).  In the time it took to get down from the apartment and to the bike, he had finished the bar, and placed the wrapper in a pocket for later disposal.<br/><br/>He wasn't some fancy ass dare devil that took risks when it came to drive, he was merely competent when it came to riding. He gets to the gym in a matter of minutes, since it was close by, parks, and heads up to unlock the doors. As the assistant, he always had a set of keys, and he always got here first. He'd head off to the locker room to change out of his biker gear, and into more comfortable clothing, then set about the process of getting things ready.<br/><br/>Lights had to be turned on, mats had to be placed, various rattan and wooden weapons had to be brought out and placed just so.  This was just one of his duties. It'd be another ten or fifteen minutes before the owner would show up, the closest thing he has to a real, genuine friend, and during this time, he did some warming up exercises to get ready for the day.<br/><br/>About an hour later, Leofwine would find himself in the presence of students. He handled training the beginners, giving them the basic lessons and fundamental instruction.  He saw that he matched people up with partners of similar skill level, so as to be good training for everyone involved, and he also kept an eye on them. When mistakes were made, they had to be corrected, and when someone got hurt (by accident, more often than not), he'd have to be ready to step in, stop things, and either treat the injury himself, or call for an ambulance.<br/><br/>Luckily for him, such extreme accidents happened maybe once or twice a year. The less extreme ones, though? More like two or three times a week, sadly enough.<br/><br/>It would be nearly ten hours until Leofwine would be done with the training schedule of the day, though he did take an hour off (always noon to one) to grab some lunch with the older, Filipino man. So far, it seemed like just another day for him.