<strong>Character Name:</strong>Deryn Lebeau<br/><strong>Current Location:</strong>Arena and Sports Center<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><br/>Deryn had already dropped his bags in his room and didn't even bother to check it out. He saw that there was an arena and a sports center. That was all he needed to get settled in, a good ol' workout. Spotting a boxing ring he reached in to his pocket and grabbed his IPod and changed the previous playing song to his favorite work out song. Solo Dolo by Kid Cudi, though it didn't get him pumped. It helped him tune out everything else, and focus more on his training. Thoughts were limited to right, left, uppercut, jab, straight, and other various commands. The music blared as he danced around the ring fighting off his random opponent.<br/><br/>As the song ended Deryn stopped throwing punches and walked over to the side of the ring exiting it. Letting the music roll on, he began working out on the treadmill. He started out with a light jog, and then after a while he sped up to a sprint. The sweat trickled down from his brow and down the side of his face, and Deryn loved every minute of it. After his run  Deryn moved on to the punching bag he had found. Back to fighting his imaginary opponent again. His fist made contact with the bag and a loud bang echoed through out the room. Releasing a small flurry of blows to the bag it bounced around like a rag doll. Finding this was probably the best part of the school.<br/><br/>Deryn had trained hard and then harder after that. It was something he had to do or his life would be off balance. Being ready was something Deryn had to be. Moving on to the free weights he began to lift lighter weights, but with higher reps. It was to keep balance on his physique. He didn't want to become some cock diesel strong neck motherfucker. Deryn just liked to keep it all around. After the swell of lifting Deryn was going to finish his training back in the ring. Turning Solo Dolo back on, he got down to business. Bobbing and weaving out of the way of a imaginary punch, and retaliating with punches of his own.