Aillil smiled politely at Lucia, though his smile quickly turned into a smirk when he noticed someone new immediately jumping down his throat with the rules. He was grateful for Makayla jumping in and telling the other girl to chill. He made sure to keep running in place. "I'm hardly here to cause trouble. I just noticed this strange screen pop up out of no where, and I know running isn't Lucia's strong suit." His smirk slipped into a wide grin. He didn't want to become enemies on someone's day two, after all. Still, the boy found himself wondering about the comet he'd seen streaking across the sky the night previous.<br/><br/>Aillil fumbled around, trying to call his screen back up for a moment. "And, yes, Lucia, it means<em>run</em>, unfortunately for you." He bowed somehow while he jogged in place, noticing that he'd made it maybe half a kilometer toward the goal.  He bit back a curse, before checking his email on his smart watch. "Lovely, we'll have an hour and a half of free time today, it seems. Lucia, Makayla, newbie, care to meet out on the track or the gym? I don't see a point in trying to run everywhere today to meet this goal. One of you go ahead and message me when you're done with classes today."<br/><br/>Aillil quickly turned to leave, already consumed by figuring out his schedule. Most of the courses seemed boring to him. Not that that came as any surprise. The languages offered, he already knew enough of in each one to get by in the country of origin. After all, he spoke English and French bilingually and studied the others at the behest of his tutor. The modern courses interested him, though, and he toyed around with taking an art class for the hell of it, but decided to go a more science route. He preferred math, anyway. After set classes of crunching numbers and dealing with theories, the boy waited for a message from either of his friends.