Post by Dr.Ambs on Aug 14, 2013 20:36:47 GMT -5
There was a small gasp as Dante seemed to disappear from her sight. Wait, how had he just disappeared?! Her purple gems scanned, before seeing him farther away, a confident, cocky smirk on his lips. Letting her frustration show as he lectured her on agility, stamina and some other thing, she growled. He was taunting her. That's all he was doing. This wasn't training, this was just teasing and rubbing it in her face. With his last retort, she growled louder, pointing at him, "Take you on?! I can pulverize you!" The cat shouted, before lunging forward.
Dante was quicker though, able to dodge the recruit. Rae had no real training, that was more than enough evidence. Although her potential was there, he could see the faults. She wasn't thinking. Rushing head strong into the battle without using her surroundings around her. This was going to be a tough, long process if the blue haired girl refused to listen or take in the common sense knowledge. Had she learned nothing in the academy? Perhaps he would have to dig into her records to see how well she did in the academy.
***
Above deck, Kabul was irritated. He had tried eight times to make contact with the marine vessel and there was no response. Narrowing his eyes at the ship, he turned his attention to the pink clad girl on the deck. "Ensigna." He spoke, Ayumi happily salute him. "Get the attention of your superior, there's something to discuss."
"Right!" She spoke, before stopping, "Oh! Reems said only to bother him if it's important! It's important right?" The acrobat asked, having remembered her cousin's words.
"Of course it's important." Kabul only replied back, "Now hurry up."
The words didn't seem to sound harsh, at least not to the ears of Ayumi before she made her way to the dojo. Although it seemed urgent, the acrobat had an uneasy feeling that the next few hours were going to be... interesting. However, she shook the feeling off as she opened the door to the dojo, "Reems!" Ayumi shouted, making the silver haired demon look towards her.
It was the opening Rae needed. Lunging forward, she intended to strike the man right in his face, hoping to wipe that smirk off his lips. Yet Dante, seeming not to forget the wild cat, took a few steps forward at the last minute. It caused the teenager to smack right into the hanging punching back. The force causing her to fall on her back as she let out a gasp, the wind being knocked out of her.
"Ayumi, I thought I specifically said not to be interrupted unless it was urgent." The silver haired demon said, looking at his cousin.
"It is, Kabul said he needed to discuss something with you." The acrobat replied as she kept herself on the balls of her feet.
Exhaling the immoral marine decided to let this one slide. He turned to the blue haired teen, offering his hand. "Miss Rae, while I'm away with Kabul, I expect you to do a few push ups and sit ups. All while remembering that brute strength doesn't get you anywhere unless you use that skull of yours." He reminded her. The fox owner frowned, but took his hand, getting up to her feet. "And by a few, I mean one hundred."
"One hundred?!"
"Each." He spoke before going to the door, slipping his shoes on. "I want them all done by the time I get back." Hearing the teenager groan, it brought a satisfied smirk to his lips. Annoying yes, but stubborn as well. Making his way to the bridge, the smirk fell and was replaced with a frown. What was so urgent that he needed to be pulled away from a training session?
***
Bam
The sound of the desk being destroyed entered Chad's ears. Punk Dastard was getting impatient. It hadn't been even five minutes since he had made the call to bring over another marine and the captain of this miserable pirate crew was impatient. It didn't surprise him, but it didn't sit too well with him either.
"What the hell is taking so long? He should've been here by now!" Punk called out, swinging his hammer down on the nearest object, a chair.
"Calm down." Chad finally spoke, standing up as he stretched his legs. "It takes time to get them on the ship to transport them, then to raise the boat up and get them here. You'll have your fun in a minute." The first mate replied to the ever growing impatient man. They only had a few hours left, if he had calculated right, before they would be out of the calm and in to their new destination.
Dante was quicker though, able to dodge the recruit. Rae had no real training, that was more than enough evidence. Although her potential was there, he could see the faults. She wasn't thinking. Rushing head strong into the battle without using her surroundings around her. This was going to be a tough, long process if the blue haired girl refused to listen or take in the common sense knowledge. Had she learned nothing in the academy? Perhaps he would have to dig into her records to see how well she did in the academy.
***
Above deck, Kabul was irritated. He had tried eight times to make contact with the marine vessel and there was no response. Narrowing his eyes at the ship, he turned his attention to the pink clad girl on the deck. "Ensigna." He spoke, Ayumi happily salute him. "Get the attention of your superior, there's something to discuss."
"Right!" She spoke, before stopping, "Oh! Reems said only to bother him if it's important! It's important right?" The acrobat asked, having remembered her cousin's words.
"Of course it's important." Kabul only replied back, "Now hurry up."
The words didn't seem to sound harsh, at least not to the ears of Ayumi before she made her way to the dojo. Although it seemed urgent, the acrobat had an uneasy feeling that the next few hours were going to be... interesting. However, she shook the feeling off as she opened the door to the dojo, "Reems!" Ayumi shouted, making the silver haired demon look towards her.
It was the opening Rae needed. Lunging forward, she intended to strike the man right in his face, hoping to wipe that smirk off his lips. Yet Dante, seeming not to forget the wild cat, took a few steps forward at the last minute. It caused the teenager to smack right into the hanging punching back. The force causing her to fall on her back as she let out a gasp, the wind being knocked out of her.
"Ayumi, I thought I specifically said not to be interrupted unless it was urgent." The silver haired demon said, looking at his cousin.
"It is, Kabul said he needed to discuss something with you." The acrobat replied as she kept herself on the balls of her feet.
Exhaling the immoral marine decided to let this one slide. He turned to the blue haired teen, offering his hand. "Miss Rae, while I'm away with Kabul, I expect you to do a few push ups and sit ups. All while remembering that brute strength doesn't get you anywhere unless you use that skull of yours." He reminded her. The fox owner frowned, but took his hand, getting up to her feet. "And by a few, I mean one hundred."
"One hundred?!"
"Each." He spoke before going to the door, slipping his shoes on. "I want them all done by the time I get back." Hearing the teenager groan, it brought a satisfied smirk to his lips. Annoying yes, but stubborn as well. Making his way to the bridge, the smirk fell and was replaced with a frown. What was so urgent that he needed to be pulled away from a training session?
***
Bam
The sound of the desk being destroyed entered Chad's ears. Punk Dastard was getting impatient. It hadn't been even five minutes since he had made the call to bring over another marine and the captain of this miserable pirate crew was impatient. It didn't surprise him, but it didn't sit too well with him either.
"What the hell is taking so long? He should've been here by now!" Punk called out, swinging his hammer down on the nearest object, a chair.
"Calm down." Chad finally spoke, standing up as he stretched his legs. "It takes time to get them on the ship to transport them, then to raise the boat up and get them here. You'll have your fun in a minute." The first mate replied to the ever growing impatient man. They only had a few hours left, if he had calculated right, before they would be out of the calm and in to their new destination.