Training Area

Area used for training.

Callie walked up to the field, glancing behind her for Michael.

Michael, somehow, somewhere along the way, had managed to drop his sword, trip over it, and spreadeagle on the grass. "Ow," he mumbled into the turf.

Callie sighed, placed her stuff down and walked over. Grabbing Michael by the collar of his shirt, she hoisted him up. "Dork." she muttered and grabbed his sword.

"I'm not a dork!" Michael protested, brushing himself down and following.

Callie turned and held out his sword. "You are. Now hold this." she said.

Michael pouted at her but took the sword obediently. "Can I not use my staff?"

"No." she said and grabbed her shield and sword. "Okay. Something simple first. Just a jab." She gripped her sword and stretched her arm out slowly. "Got it?" she said and did it quicker, jabbing at the air.

"Why not?" Michael asked, halfheartedly copying her action and almost falling over.

"Because she said in response and stabbed her sword into the ground and tossing her shield onto the ground beside it. "Your standing wrong. Move this leg back, bend your knees a bit." She pointed at the leg she wanted him to move and then stood back.

"I still don't get why I can't start with my staff. It's It's lot safer," Michael complained, even as he adjusted his position.

"Because you need to get used to the weight of the sword. Now jab." Callie ordered.

Michael grumbled under his breath but obeyed reluctantly.

"Keep going." Callie said.

"I'm tired," Michael huffed, but obeyed.

"Blood. Sweat. Tears. That's how you become great." Callie said.

"I don't want to become great. I just want to live long enough to learn to be a doctor," Michael huffed.

"Just shut up and keep jabbing." Callie said.

Michael stuck his tongue out at her, lost concentration, lost his balance, and toppled over again.

Callie sighed and held out a hand to him.

Andrew walked into the training area, scythe in hand, and walked far enough away from the others.

Callie noticed Andrew but decided not to bother him.

Andrew went over basic training to start off and sighed

Sofie was sitting in the field, taking pictures.

Andrew cut the head off one of the training dummies and kicked it towards one of the disposal areas.