The Moon shows its brilliance through the gap in the passing clouds upon the paradise know as Hawaii. Most sleep this time of night, least those who are normal in any sence of the word. But for those select few who wonder the night, find them selves busy with task the would normally do during the night. In the University of Hawaii Practice field, a single figuar runs the track. Sweat glistens and reflects the moonlight off his chest. His muscles tighten and relax as each step falls and picks up again. Adorned in running shoes, ankle cut socks, and black sport shorts. The figuar runs with grace and the freedom of being alone in the night air. His breathing is paced as he picks up speed around his sixth round the track. Sweat continues to run down his chest, adding a myst of steam following in his wake as the cool sea air continues to drop the tempature down during the night. It is almost midnight, as the figuar starts to slow to jog out his last round. His attension is only on his thoughts and his work out. In the stands sits his bag with a towel, deoderant, change of clothing, Ipod Nano, and his car keys. Stopping in his last round the track he picks up his football and looks over the field.

 "First game is in three days, Take care of me and watch over my Team Mates" he softly speaks in a whisper as his eyes look up to the stars. His eyes reflect a glimer of light from the moon, showing the blue radiance of his eyes. The deep pools of blue that show into his soul and can intice the most beatiful of women, at times they only wish to have one chance to have those eyes look at them. Smiling softly he sits down on the bench to catch his breath, his sinces keep alert tho he expects no one to be around the field this time of night.