I wiped blood from under my lower lip. My arms were covered in bruises and cuts, my clothes were ripped, and my legs were quivering. I stood, hunched over the unconscious training robot. My bayard dropped to the floor as I announced, "End training session 57". I stumbled across the hall and up a few floors to the healing pod room. I opened a drawer and grabbed some bandages. I wrapped them around my left arm, right leg, and torso. I put the bandages back as I winced. I looked down at my left hand and saw a huge cut, not knowing where it came from. I decided not to make much of it and went to my room.
Most of the paladins were sleeping. Coran was finishing up some new castle update, Allura was helping Coran, and I hadn't seen Wick go to his room so I could only assume he was doing something strange. As I reached my room I thought to myself that it would be nice to see the warping space around the ship, so I headed up the control room.
I sat on the ground, leaned up against my seat, not actually sitting in it. I ran my fingers through my hair, sighed, and wrapped my jacket around me. I had gotten my jacket when I was 13. My parents and I were walking on a beach and we saw a Pop-Up-Shop that sold T-shirts and jackets. The jacket I wanted was black with a cool mural on the back and a rainbow zipper. I was a medium at the time and all the small shop had was extra larges, but my family saw how badly I wanted it, so they bought it for me. It had a fragrance of warm cookies. Sinking deeper into my thoughts of home, I feel asleep.