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Post by Aikou Hanabachi on Jan 29, 2014 23:52:28 GMT -5
She looked at her comrades and mused to herself. Training Fenice was certainly going to be interesting and, since she had to make good on her word, Aikō had to engage in an accelerated training schedule for the woman. Normally they'd spend months just working on her physical strength and, since it was obvious that she was such a frail woman, they couldn't skimp out on that. So, in order for her to become stronger, she would need to train physically and spiritually throughout the months. Saito was going to have to be the one to train her physically.
Aikō vividly remembered the sweat and tears she poured into her training and she couldn't bring herself to force that on someone else. She could, however, train her mentally as well as unlocking the inner depths of her fullbring. Looking at the two, once more, she suddenly realized that this may be the last time Fenice could talk to them without resentment. The training was not a joke, at all, and, at times, it would seem like they were bad guys seriously trying to hurt her and break her spirit. That wasn't the case at all, but, words wouldn't be able to soothe a damaged spirit. Taking advantage of the moment, she closed the door to Asclepius and he faded away slowly.
"Sure, let's go eat." It was going to be a long training period.