Class ended, with some relief as Alistair's hand was beginning to cramp up from the writing, even in shorthand as it was. He quickly packed his stuff back up and tossed it through a portal to safety as he left the classroom as well.Where to go then, what to do? His partner wasn't in their room, and so he was left to wonder. As such, thus far he had stayed away from the morass of sex and violence that everyone else had fallen into, whether by some miracle or lack of interest, he couldn't tell. Though it had tested his resolve to listen to it incessantly with no real chance of relief for himself, since everyone who wasn't afraid to approach due to his noble status was busy with their own things or not interested.
He made a decision, arriving in the locker room and shedding clothes for a light shirt and shorts, then heading out into the gym. He started with stretches, before going onto the track, jogging, running, and walking in varying lengths of time before he went to weight lifting, then other exercises. A healthy mind requires a healthy body after all, and he would never let himself get out of shape like some others would have. He prided himself on his appearance, and would not let it lapse as he built up a sweat in his workout.