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Zehail roamed the stage, wondering what was going on with him. He never lost focus like this before. He was searching his mind, shuffling around to find something to explain his behaviour. He couldn't figure it out. Eventually he came to the conclusion that it was just his instincts as a teacher coming out. He knew that didn't explain everything, but it was the only thing he could think of.
Zehail walked over to the bars that the acrobats used to warm up. He took a small cloth and wiped them down, trying to lessen the chance for injury. He patiently awaited for Marid to join him in the stage. In the mean time, he chalked up his hands and began to swing on the bars, practicing his turns and flips.
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