Volker let out a massive yawn. It was far too early, and yet here he was. As a result of being caught with alcohol in the dorms, Volker had been sentenced to a morning of training with General Alexandria herself, the Ice Queen of Antar. He had been told to bring his Rapier, which probably meant that they would be sparring.Setting wrote:
- Training Ground (Antar), Training Hall
- Just before Dawn, set after The Antar Hustle
- Morning Fog...
Volker grumbled. Technically he hadn't been caught with anything. He had ditched a flask of brandy out a window. If only Lucifer hadn't snitched on him to Kisara, Volker would still be lying comfortably in bed. Volker assumed he was in for a beating. Even if this was sparring training, he wouldn't be able to go all out on Lady General. It wouldn't do if some low-life harmed a noble and a military superior no less.
This got Volker to thinking, just how strong was the Lady General? Sure she could dish out the hurt, but could she take it? Volker was bigger than her, had more muscle, and was four years older. True, she had received professional martial arts training, but Volker had been in more than his fair share of street fights as a kid. Volker wondered if there was nothing holding him back if he would be able to overpower her with brute force.
Volker enjoyed the thought of finally getting back at Kisara for these last several months. For all the times where he would stand diligently at attention while she dug her heels into his foot, kicked him in the chest, or jabbed him in the gut with the butt of her sword staff. To finally be able to fight back and have Kisara at his mercy. Volker enjoyed his little day dream as he started to stretch.
The empty training hall was rather chilly, what with it being so early after all. Volker started his warm-up exercises to help keep the cold at bay, but also to loosen himself up for his training with Kisara. He wasn't in uniform, but rather was wearing a set of loose gray pants and a fresh white tunic: training clothes. Volker did a couple of lunges and flexed his arms to test his range of motion. He felt good.
"Here's hoping her ladyship isn't running late," Volker thought to himself as he fiddled with his Rapier, "I'm actually somewhat excited to see how I do against the Ice Queen herself. Might be fun~"