Board Thread:Morgan Cinder/@comment-24479578-20160828042548/@comment-24479578-20160828042617


 * HitomiHyuga It was about time that Morgan had found the gym on the ship. So many times she had wished that she would be able to work through her own mental issues through some physical exertion that would eventually give her some sort of strength to grasp hold of. Many times she had watched others train with bamboo kendo sticks and now it seemed that there was a need for her to learn the way of the sword.

Dressed in a pair of long knit pants and a tee shirt, her long blonde locks were thrown up into a ponytail that was placed at the back of her head and she had been able to acquire a pair of  sneakers for herself as well. It was a plain day for her. There were no plans to run into Stratos though she was sure that if he needed her for whatever reason, he’d make it known in some way. So far, the day had been hers and the laughter had been kept to a minimum.

Stepping into the gym area, she walked along the wall and watched as the men were training. The loud clacking and smacking of the kendo sticks were enough to make her jump with a start before she had actually registered what it was that had made those sounds. Silently, she watched from the wall as she took in the movements. How they stood and what they were doing. Each step they took and how their arms were in a fluid motion with each position that they stepped. It was an intricate dance that she so wished to learn. After talking with the instructor, she was given a kendo stick and given instructions on what she was allowed to do with it. Simple movements and footing. That was her start. A one, two count was given. Emerald green eyes looked forward as she did exactly what was told to her. There was a bit of wondering to see what would happen if she messed up and the instructor had found out. 01:54, June 25, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga After she had practiced what was given to her for what seemed like hours, the next instruction was something she thought was relatively easy. Push ups. Ok. Not a big deal. “You have to build the strength in your arms if you wish to swing the katana with ease. Then when your arms are tired and sore from lifting your own weight, you will feel the lightness that the blade then carries.” She looked from the instructor to the floor and gave a nod. “Hai.”

Getting onto the floor, she placed herself into a position that was proper for push ups only to see someone sit cross legged in front of her with a thin bamboo switch in his hand. Morgan looked to him with a tilt of her head and before she could say anything, WHACK! She hissed a breath in as she glared at the man that had just hit her forearm with it. “You are stalling. The way you will do these push ups is as follows; You will meet the floor and come up in the normal style than upon you coming back up, you will push up off the ground with your hands leaving room for the bamboo to move thru that space. If I can not get the bamboo thru that area, you will get hit with it. Understood?” Morgan looked to the man and took a deep breath. “Hai.” She almost growled. The man looked to her and gave a nod. “Begin.” She did.

Her body out straight balancing only on her hands and toes, she met the ground and came back up then to push off the ground more for the bamboo to move under her hands. At first the movements were slow as she tried to get into a rhythm. Her arms were red and beginning to welt from the thin rod slapping against her skin. But it was not much longer before she had found the rhythm that saved her arms from the painful slapping of the bamboo. Down. Up. Lift. Down. Up. Lift. The words became her silent mantra as she looked to the floor feeling the weight of her blonde locks falling to the side of her head. Perspiration began to form along the nape of her neck and along her brow. The sides of her face began to flush with heat while pushing herself further. After twenty minutes of doing so, she began to slow beyond her control. Her arms began to shake with the pushing up of her own body weight and the lowering. The muscles on either side of her arms were quivering and her movements became jerky. WHACK! She couldn’t force herself up any more. Her wrists stung and she lost her strength to keep her arms up. Falling down to the floor, her face rested on the cool floor that was under her. “You have ten minutes to rest, then you will begin training with an opponent.” Slowly, Morgan looked up to the man and swore that he was crazy. How on earth would she be able to hold up a kendo stick with her arms already feeling like jelly?

 Slowly, she pushed herself up off the floor and up on to her knees. Strands of her hair clung to her face while she closed her eyes and simply let her arms fall into her lap as if they were dead. They felt like they were. Her face was flushed and she waited for a few moments before she got up onto her feet and walked over to get a drink of water. Then wetting a cloth, she wiped her face with it. It felt nice and cool against her hot face and a sigh of relief left her lips. She didn’t have much longer before she would be facing another person that was perhaps more trained in this then she was. All she could do was hope she didn’t come out of this too badly bruised. But one thing was certain. She was going to soak in a warm bath afterwards. 16:37, June 25, 2016
 * LodestarComics Lonpo sat down in the kitchen while his food was cooking, He was preparing lunch then afterwards he would start dinner. He allowed on of the other chefs to take over the lunch and decided to get some training done in during the time he wanted to relax. He took his broom stick and headed towards the gym. He had felt a bit rustic in terms of combat and wanted to hone his skills. He had his handy broom and would be able to work on his technique. It was an unorthodox method of fighting, but it was what he had liked. People wouldn't take him serious enough and he would catch them off surprise with his technique. He felt proud to be a versatile member in the marines and wanted to keep up his training.

He would continued walking and thinking about the last mission he took part of. "I really need to get better at combat." He thought. He didn't think he was bad, but felt he could be much better if he took the time to train. For combat, his preferred weapon was either a broom or a gun. He also felt that his hand to hand combat could use a bit of work as well. With the gym, he would be able to get at least a few hours of training done. Every second matter to him and he wanted to waste no time. Once he arrived at the gym, he notice Morgan and just sighed. "She's here too?" He thought. "This should be interesting." 18:50, June 25, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">She heard the practice sticks hit again and again as she dabbed the cloth over her face and down her neck. Soon enough she’d be one making those sounds against someone else that had some experience. This was going to be interesting and perhaps even painful on her end.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Movement in the corner of her eye caused her attention to go to the door. As if her body had an automatic trigger to act out her own disappointment, her shoulders dropped a bit while trying to contain the need to roll her eyes when seeing the form of Lonpo walking into the gym. Still pretty irritated with him over their last little encounter, she averted her eyes and tried to ignore that he was there. Once more she rinsed out the cloth that she had been using and placed it against the back of her neck for just a few moments more before she had to get back to work.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The head trainer of the Gym looked over to the door and a smile cracked the corner of his mouth seeing Lonpo there with his broom. “Ah, Lonpo! They finally let you out of the kitchen I see. Good. Good. It’s been far too long since you have had a proper bit of practice with your..” His eyes fell on to the broom that Lonpo held in his grip and he tried to stifle back a chuckle. “... weapon of choice.” He beaconed the man over and looked to him as he reached to place his hand on Lonpo’s shoulder. “We have a newbie to our little world of weapon fighting and I’m about to have her go up against someone that has some training. Care for a crash course back into sword play, my man?” The older man’s steely blue gaze looked to Lonpo with knowledge and wisdom hidden behind the mask of age. 19:31, June 25, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">With Lonpo in the room, the head trainer would acknowledge him while he entered the room and would stifle a chuckle while laughing at his broomstick. Lonpo was slightly annoyed, he just sighed as he swung his broom around repeatedly. He was ready to work on his combat practice. The man placed his hand on Lonpo's shoulder and told him about how Morgan was still learning how to fight with a weapon. "A pirate who needs help with weapons?" he laughed. "That's pretty pathetic if you ask me." He was dying hard of laughter. Even though he used a broom he was still someone not to be messed with and knew that many Pirates had some skills in fighting. He looked at Morgan and continued to laugh.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"I'll take her on." He said. "I need to work on my combat skills at the moment, anyways." He took off his Marine hat and his shirt and swung his broom around rapidly, smacking it against the ground. "Hey you!" He yelled out. "Show me what you got." His broom swung around quickly and he kept his eye on her watching her movement, and waiting for the perfect oppurtinity to strike. Lonpo was a more stand and watch kind of person. He never really liked to iniate a fight, it wasn't really his style. Watching and reacting was a way for him to learn his opponent. Edited by LodestarComics 21:33, June 25, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">While the training instructor was telling Lonpo what was going on, Morgan had been called over to another instructor and given a kendo stick to use like the one that she had been using earlier. As she had thought, the stick felt like a million pounds in her arms and being forced to hold it up properly caused the muscles in her arms to quiver under her skin. He had then gone over a few moves with the stick so she could block correctly without hurting her wrist and then was left on her own.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Hearing the crack on the floor, her head snapped to the peeping tom with a raised brow. “Since when do you even speak to me?” Morgan said as she turned to face him. The instructor came over to Morgan and placed his hand on her shoulder now. “Lonpo had agreed to be your training partner, Morgan. He’s a bit on the rusty side so he should prove to be a good opponent for you to learn against.” The man’s eyes looked to Lonpo as he gave a nod. “Remember that she is a beginner with this but don’t show her any favors either. She won’t learn anything if you baby her.” Slapping Morgan on the back, she lunged forward a bit trying to keep from showing how tired she was already.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Her eyes looked to Lonpo and she simply pressed her lips together. “Looks like I have no choice.” She said to herself. With both hands on the base of the kendo stick, she’d look to him with the tip of the stick pointed up wards. Not sure how else to start, she moved forward swiftly while bringing down the end of the stick towards his left shoulder. Her mind only thinking to herself *this is going to hurt. Bad.* 21:55, June 25, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">"Since when do you even speak to me?" She said while getting ready to face him. Lonpo looked at her with a smile on his face. "Don't get used to it rat." He said with the smile still on his face. He continued to swing his broom around repeatedly and watched her closely. "Remember that she is a beginner with this, but don't show her any favors." The man said. Lonpo paid him no mind and just stood in his battle stance as the fight was about to take place. He inhaled slowly then exhaled as he started to take his stance. His mind was empty and he just focused purely on the spar that was to take place. "I get the oppurtunity to whoop your ass, so I'm sure you wasn't expecting me to go easy regardless."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Her eyes looked to him and she seemed like she was ready to do something. He smiled and kept his broom ready while waiting for the right moment to counter. "Lonpo, I hope you don't overdo it." The head trainer thought. Lonpo watched as she moved towards him with swiftness, bringing the end of the kendo stick towards his left shoulder. With his own speed, he took his broom stick and swiftly blocked the incoming shot rather easily. "A simple strike." he thought. "Her speed is not too shabby though." With the kendo stick being blocked by his broom, he intended to deliver a power right foot kick to her abdomen, if it connected she'd probably cough up spit and fall down to her knees.- 23:49, June 25, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">*Don’t get used to it rat.* So nice to know that even among these people she was still hated. Perhaps it was going to be just best if she trained and kept to herself. If Stratos wished to talk to her then that would be it. Other then that, she’d just do what she needed to. Go on trips of her own. It was pretty sad that now she was under Stratos’s employment and she wouldn’t be welcome here either. A outcast on both sides. So be it.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The strike being blocked by his broomstick, she brought her left knee up and pivoted on the ball of her right foot to cause her body to move clockwise blocking her abdomen from his foot. The thickness of her thigh would take the brunt of his kick and as soon as she felt the connection, she’d jump up and use his kick to knock them apart. Once more her kendo stick was away from his broomstick and she had a bit of distance from him. She knew that was going to leave a bruise. Thank god that she wore long dresses.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">With both feet on the ground once more, she’d not wait before digging her toes into the ground and lunging forward once more. The handle of the kendo stick at her side as she rushed forwards towards him. The point of the stick now following an arc from her right/his left as she’d aim to strike the left side of his torso and continue in that arc if she could. Knowing that it would only come to a stop if it hit, the idea of slicing him across his torso caused a glimmer to come across her eyes. Just the thought of slicing the cook open caused a smirk to tug at the corner of her lips. 00:30, June 26, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Lonpo was impressed with the way she avoided such a simple technique, which got him a bit interested in playing around more. He started to dust the ground off with his broom and spun it rapidly again. "That was quite impressive." Lonpo said. "I'll change your name from rat to mongoose, since you're speed is actually quite impressive." He decided that he should maybe get a bit more serious to avoid getting caught off guard. He didn't really have a strategy in terms of fighting her. He had a go with the flow kind of attitude when it came to fighting her. Even if he wasn't to fond of her, he didn't really plan on hurting her too badly. With his broom in hand he pointed it towards her and smiled. "Let's dance Mongoose."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">While he stood there, keeping and eye on her movements, she quickly lunged towards him once more with the kendo stick in hand. Lonpo saw the glimmer in her eye as she seemed determine to land the upcoming strike. "Stratos-sama chose this girl for some unknown reason." He thought. "She has some potential, so it's my job to test her strength." He stood there and dropped his broom stick as he opened his arms wide enough to take a clean hit from the kendo stick. This could possibly do a lot of damage to me, but Stratos ideals are my ideals." he said to himself. "I will make sure they become a reality! Mongoose do it!" in mere seconds Lonpo would take the strike from the kendo stick and get sent flying back a bit onto his back. "L..Lonpo?!" The head trainer called out. He would be on the ground laughing and was in pretty noticable pain "Hey Mongoose that actually hurt a lot." He said while slowly trying to get up. He writhed in pain while rubbing the left side of his body and told her to continue.  01:30, June 26, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Her eyes followed him as he spoke and moved. A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips more hearing her new nickname from him. She thought it rather fitting. She wanted to come back with something but thought better not to. It was in her best interest for her to keep her mouth closed and let the others think she was just a girl that Stratos had taken a liking to. But the thought had already been placed into motion of this man’s blood spilling though it was not a weapon that she was able to do that with.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">She watched as he dropped his broom stick and took her hit head on. It caught her off guard and caused her to stop in her tracks. Her kendo stick in her hands and slightly across her body, she’d watch Lonpo hit the ground and laugh though he was in pain. “Wh… why did you do that?” She said as she watched him stand up and rub his side. Though he told her to continue, she’d stand there at the ready. Forcing her body to stay still though once more the small voice in the back of her head goaded her on to see if she could actually make him bleed with just the bamboo of a kendo stick. 02:21, June 26, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Lonpo just looked at her and laughed while continuing to rub his side. "It's just to test your strength." he said. "For a woman you hit pretty hard." The head trainer looked at Lonpo in surprise. "He must be losing his mind." the trainer said to himself. Lonpo picked up his broom and slowly started to circle around her, waiting for the right moment to strike. "Mongoose, i'll give you a bit of credit." he said. "You impressed me, so I won't be taking you so lightly. He tapped the broom stick on the floor while he continued to circle her.

He would pretend to charge at her, trying to throw her off her game. He laughed while doing so, finding pleasure in still toying with her after saying he wouldn't take her so lightly. He didn't know how he wanted to initiate, but he wanted to do something that would be a little different. He rushed at her with all he had with a smile on his face. "Mongoose, watch this." He threw the broom towards her like a javelin which would be nasty if it connected since the handle was coming towards her. With her focused on the broom Lonpo would try to close the distance with a powerful tackle to the gut which would bring her down to the ground with a lot of force if it connected. Lonpo did this to test her reaction time and her awareness of her opponent. It was a good way to see what she was made of. Edited by LodestarComics 03:59, June 26, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The fact that he was talking to her civilly was a bit worrying since the last time he had said anything to her it was a threat when all she was doing was cautioning him. But she took the compliment. “I have two older brothers.” It was just an excuse since her oldest brother left her side when she was five. But she constantly got into fights with the local kids from them picking on her family. Her eyes watched him tap his broom on the ground as he circled her. Her hands holding the kendo stick at the ready while she remained on her toes.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">When he had mock charged her, she backed up a bit and pressed her lips together when she heard his laughter. Taking a deep breath, she’d concentrate on him while she moved with him. Then he rushed at her once more. This time calling out to her before he threw his broom at her. She moved her head to the right  and though she had seen the broom, she was not oblivious to his movements behind it. But she was not able to get out of his way fast enough. She would bend her knees slightly and instead of him hitting her in the gut, he’d meet her chest instead. Easily she would fall back onto her <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">back but while she did so, she’d bring her feet up and try lodge them against his hips.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">As she continued to roll backward she’d wait until she was at her shoulders before forcing her feet outward trying to launch him off of her using his own body’s

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">momentum. Following through with the backwards roll, she’d land her feet and stand. Turning, she’d place her foot under the handle of his broom and when he stood, she’d lift her foot to toss it to him with a slight smile. 05:10, June 26, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Her dodging the broom, wasn't that impressive to Lonpo, but her counter to his spear caught Lonpo off surprise a bit. Her feet lodge against his hips while she rolled backwards, forcing her feet outwards and launching him off of her with her own momentum. She managed to send Lonpo towards a wall smacking it and falling down to the ground. While he laid there, he thought about everything for a moment. "That was a pretty interesting counter." He thought to himself. "I guess the Mongoose is not that bad." He slowly started to get up, he was still in pain from the kendo stick and now with his crash to the wall, the pain just kept adding up. "Lonpo, you're still playing around with the girl?!" The head trainer yelled. "I thought you were going to take this serious!" Lonpo just picked his nose. "It's just training, don't get your panties in a bunch."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Lonpo picked up his broom and started to swing it around again, not knowing how to approach the fight. He was never one for iniating fights, but found himself doing it very often this time around. Maybe it was his dislike towards the girl, or maybe he wanted to try a new way of fighting. It was weird to him, but he was having a bit of fun, Despite the pain he was suffering during it. "Alright Mongoose, I'm tired of walking towards the trash." He kept his broomstick in hand and made a gesture with his hands basically telling her to bring it. "I just want to play a bit more." he thought. "but only for a short amount of time." 22:03, June 27, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Morgan’s arms were throbbing from the constant usage. The hard round of push ups earlier hadn’t helped her either. Now she was being put through her paces by the cook of the ship. Just her luck. But not a word would she speak as the men of the guy would pick on both her and Lonpo. Her time would come. It was just a matter of time before she would be able to make sure that things would be able to be handled on her own. Looking to Lonpo as he stood, she’d silently apologize to him for making him a laughing stock in front of his fellow crew members. It was not her intention but to say something against it would be only an avenue for him to get upset at her and threaten her once more. She had already accepted the role of the outcast. It was her fate.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">With her kendo stick firmly in her hands, she’d see him beckon her forward. Only a fool would start a fight but this was one that she couldn’t walk away from. Her steps fluid and quick, she’d once more see him begin to bleed in her mind and it again brought a sparkle to her eye. Though there had been no blood drawn, that didn’t stop the sinister laugh from beginning to echo in her mind. Moving the stick to the right side of her body, she continued to come towards him. Once again, she brought the stick forward in an arc from her right to left/his left to right aiming to once more hit that same side that she had hit before. It was already a cause for pain and she could see it in his movements. It would now be considered a weakness for him and one for her to exploit to her advantage. 00:04, June 28, 2016
 * LodestarComics <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">He didn't really have a plan when it came to the spar, he started to think about his cooking and wondered if it really was a good idea to leave another chef in charge of the kitchen for the time being. He scratched his head and just laughed to himself for getting distracted about food at a time like this. He was impressed with Mongoose's ability as a fighter, and decided to commend her skills. Not a lot of people impress him when it comes to fighting, but he had low expectations for her to begin with, so that also played a big part into the fight. With his broom in hand he decided to wrap up the spar with a final move.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">She came forwards towards him with her Kendo stick in hand. He noticed the fire in her eyes and smirked as he readied his broom. He wanted to to see what she had in mind, but he knew they needed to wrap the fight up. She swung the broom towards his left again and he blocked it, this time with the kendo stick blocked he turned around and aimed his butt towards her face, for his unorthodox move. "Fart!!!!!" He let out a wild wet fart that smelt of three week old eggs. The head trainer looked in disgust as he covered his nose. The smell was pretty bad, but Lonpo was able to bask in his own stink proudly. Edited by LodestarComics 18:32, June 29, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">With her strike being blocked by his broom, she was beginning to think of a counter that would allow her to strike at him again. But before she could execute any further the sound first ripped through the normal sounds of the gym. Wet sounding with rapid clapping of skin against skin. Then the smell caught her nose with the movement of him turning his rear to her. Her green eyes looked to him with a raise of her brow. The comments of the other men were heard while she was trying to think of something to do to this.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> Just laughing to herself, she looked to him and took a step back. Still holding her kendo stick up, she continued to laugh as if not bothered by his stench in the slightest. "I have four younger siblings. You honestly don't think that they didn't come up with things like that to play on me while I was sleeping? Or their diapers were less than that?" It was pretty clear that he just wanted to finish up this match and be done with it. Her arms were killing her and she wanted to just soak in a hot shower. "I suppose I wont take up any more of your time. I'm sure your kitchen is calling you." She said as she turned and placed the kendo stick into the barrel that held all the others. Turning, she placed her hands on either side of her body against her hips and she bowed slightly to him. "Thank you for taking the time out of your schedule." Without saying a word, she looked to the trainer and bowed to him as well. "I'll be back tomorrow." He gave a nod and smirked. "Very well, Morgan." She'd begin to head out only stopping if Lonpo had stopped her or said something.