Midday in the training area, Scarlett panted softly, feeling the sun beat down on her in her exhausted state. Thankfully it was the fall, not in the middle of summer where things would have gotten even hotter, the girl finding a bit of solace in the light breezes that past, causing her red hair to flow gently in it. However, the time certainly wasn't for posing or enjoying the small moment; now was the time to continue pushing herself to be better than she was before. After the hunt with Warren, Mana, and Sammey, the young woman had began to feel even more inadequate with her skills, unsure if she even belongs in the academy for future hunters. Those thoughts worked as poison in her mind for both her confidence and her skills, causing her to perform even worse than normal.
But that was the purpose of today's training, having been dragged out here by her roommate Warren to ensure that she maintained her skill in fighting, and to assist with getting over whatever may have been bothering her. As yes, Scarlett certainly wasn't the best when it came to social situations, and that was included when she would attempt to hide how she was feeling. Her bad mood and even lesser sense of worth stuck out like a sore thumb to most people, especially the one she shared a room with. And once again, it was the entire point of the drills she was running - or more being forced to run - by Warren.
"One more!" Scarlett cried out as she steadied her gun once again, barely taking a moment before she squeezed the trigger, her Prism creating a loud noise as the shot was fired, hitting the last target that she needed to in this obstacle course that Warren had helped set up. This being the fourth or fifth time that she did go through it, it was fairly reasonable that she was exhaused. Leaning over, she rested her hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath, panting lightly still.
Once she was able to steady herself, she shook her head, looking over towards her roommate, "Are... are we done yet..?" she asked, glancing around and noting all the times she managed to hit the targets, rarely even not getting close to the center, much less missing entirely, "We've been at this for... quite a while..." she complained and pleaded to Warren, giving a long sigh, "Can... we at least have lunch?" she asked. It was most likely not going to be the last time she ran the training today, but a small break would do the girl wonders, she thought.
But that was the purpose of today's training, having been dragged out here by her roommate Warren to ensure that she maintained her skill in fighting, and to assist with getting over whatever may have been bothering her. As yes, Scarlett certainly wasn't the best when it came to social situations, and that was included when she would attempt to hide how she was feeling. Her bad mood and even lesser sense of worth stuck out like a sore thumb to most people, especially the one she shared a room with. And once again, it was the entire point of the drills she was running - or more being forced to run - by Warren.
"One more!" Scarlett cried out as she steadied her gun once again, barely taking a moment before she squeezed the trigger, her Prism creating a loud noise as the shot was fired, hitting the last target that she needed to in this obstacle course that Warren had helped set up. This being the fourth or fifth time that she did go through it, it was fairly reasonable that she was exhaused. Leaning over, she rested her hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath, panting lightly still.
Once she was able to steady herself, she shook her head, looking over towards her roommate, "Are... are we done yet..?" she asked, glancing around and noting all the times she managed to hit the targets, rarely even not getting close to the center, much less missing entirely, "We've been at this for... quite a while..." she complained and pleaded to Warren, giving a long sigh, "Can... we at least have lunch?" she asked. It was most likely not going to be the last time she ran the training today, but a small break would do the girl wonders, she thought.