The two hours agreed upon passed fairly quickly for Ichigo since she left her living quarters immediately after cleaning her bedroom for any signs of the disturbance that had occurred this morning. And then showering to scrub away the rest of the blood, ashes, and general grime that she'd wound up smearing all over her face, hands and arms.

Once she was showered and scrubbed, she made sure to dress herself in some old clothing. A black T-shirt, some faded old jeans with holes littering both legs in various places, and some slip on leather shoes. After which she brushed her near waist length hair and then pulled it back in a ponytail secured in place at the top of the back of her head by an old scrunchy.

Once she finished with that, she took the time to dig out her old training gear. Consisting of some sharp, military grade knives, a bo, and some other odds and ends that she had stuffed into a carrying case. After which she grabbed her stuff and then left her living quarters and walked down to the holodeck that the Captain had agreed that they should meet in for training purposes, and found Chad already there.

"Hey." She greeted him as she stepped into the room and dropped her case onto the floor just inside of the door where it would be out of the way once everyone finally arrived.

Chad paused his workout to nod in her direction, in greeting and waited for her to kick off her shoes and make her way over to where he was standing before asking, "Are we going to spar?"

"Sure. I figure we can start out with hand to hand and if we have enough time, move on to knives or something."

"Sounds good." Chad said knowing that between the two of them and their many, many sparring sessions over the past few years- they had both become quite proficient with blades and other types of weapons.

"Alright," Ichigo said as she took up a fighting stance across from him. "Let's get nice and warmed up then." Chad shifted his body into a fighting stance as well. One that was better for defending than what Ichigo was using.

Their spars always started like this.

Ichigo took up a stance more benefitting her fighting methods. While he took one to better defend against her attacks. They would fight for a little while, and then they would switch.

They had gotten a bit into their spar and were more or less playfully calling each other juvenile names when Captain Picard, Worf, Will, and what looked like Commander Data walked it and all paused inside of the doorway long enough to observe them curiously as Chad landed a painfully harsh blow to Ichigo's ribs.

Ichigo didn't even stagger as they seperated. Nor did she grunt or cry out like a normal person would have when they had just had two or three ribs broken. No- instead of doing anything remotely normal, she merely gave Chad a feral smile and attacked him again.

This time managing to get in close enough to wrap her arms around him and then flipped them both so that they hit the training mat with a loud thud as she pinning him in place.

Tapping her arm to let her know that he was tagging out before she actually managed to break a few of his bones in return. She abruptly released him as someone let out a loud-ish sounding whistle, causing her to tense up as several others began to clap.

"Bravo!" Jean-Luc called out excitedly. His expression, much like his companions, was one of awe.

Apparently it had never occurred to them any that the two may actually know how to fight and take care of themselves and others. However Ichigo never would have brought up sparring as a training exercise if they didn't at least know how to hold their own or vice versa.

She simply wouldn't have taken the chance that they could have injured someone regardless of how informative Ichigo usually found sparring to be.

"It seems that our temporary Captain is quite well versed with taking care of herself." Data leaned in and not so subtly whispered to Will. The man simply grinned and playfully whispered back.

"I'm pretty sure that she can hear you Data."

The android blinked at him and visibly cringed a little bit in response as Worf walked over to the two kids and gave them both appraising looks before then asking Ichigo, "Are you're ribs well? Your friend looked as if he hit you quite hard."

"I'm fine."

Worf looked as if he wanted to say something else, but Chad cut him off by saying. "Ichigo can have half of her vital life sustaining organs ripped out and would still say that she was fine. It's best to leave her alone for now. If she starts feeling unwell, I'll take her back to her room."

"Would it not make more sense to let Dr. Crusher look her over if she starts to feel...unwell?"

"It wouldn't do any good. She won't go to the doctor for anything that isn't immediately life threatening." Chad said with a shrug of his broad shoulders.

"That...does not sound very wise." Worf said after a heartbeat or so of silence. Again Chad shrugged.

"It's fine. She wouldn't shrug something like that off without a good reason. Though we'll have to keep a close eye on her just in case she punctures a lung or something."

"Very well," Worf said reluctantly with a slight nod of his head. He didn't quite understand why the girl would pretend that she was fine if she wasn't. But he would help keep an eye on her as her friend had suggested before then asking as soon as the others had joined them. "How do you wish to proceed with today's training...Captain Kurosaki?"

"First of all, everyone is going to pair off with someone who's fighting style they are familiar with. You'll each go a round or two as a warm up. After which all of us will switch partners. We'll do this until everyone has switched partners with everyone at least once. After that, we'll try to work some on a little bit of everything. Hand to hand, grappling, throwing and so on. After that If you want to quit for the day, then you can go. Anyone comfortable enough to stay will then take part in some weapon's training."

"Weapon's training? Is that wise when we're just starting out?" Will asked somewhat hesitantly. Worried that their temporary Captain may somehow either hurt or kill someone or get herself or her friend hurt or killed.

"It will help everyone here become familiar with their sparing partners. You need to learn a little bit of everything about them from how they move. How they carry themselves. Their reflexes and personality- how they react to the immediate threat of injury to themselves or others. This type of information may one day come in handy if something like an alien were to come into contact with the ship and people start to act...strangely. Knowing these things, will help keep you safe. And will also keep others safe."

"Barely temporary Captain of the ship for two in a half hours and you're already paranoid about alien attacks." Jean-Luc said in amusement, causing Ichigo to visibly flinch before looking away from them for a moment as Chad growled out,

"She has every reason to be paranoid after the events of the last colony we were on."

"The colony? I wasn't aware that you and your friends had lived on any colony." Will said.

"We did. For almost three years. And then the aliens came... They practically wiped everyone out except me, Ichigo and Orihime."

Everyone was quiet for a moment before Worf asked, "How?"

"It started out small at first. The occasional small terrorist groups. Vulcans, Klingons- no offense, Mr. Worf- And then the unknowns. Aliens with malicious thoughts towards humans and others. They could take over our minds and bodies. Use us until we were damaged beyond repair. Ichigo was the first to realize that something was wrong with one of our neighbors. His mannerisms were different. The way that he spoke and moved."

"She knew that something was wrong. That there was something among us, and she tried to raise the alarm. But no one would listen. In the end, out of a colony of five thousand- all were dead but a handful of people that the unknowns hadn't managed to touch. Ichigo fought- because at that point she was really the only one who could. Me and Orihime were both injured."

"She had made us stay behind to watch over the others that hadn't been taken over. One of which was a...a close friend. Uryu, was an estranged cousin of Ichigo's. He was intellegent, strong, clever- he fretted over us like a mother hen... Ichigo had gone out to look for supplies and hopefully, more survivors. And while she was gone, Uryu somehow came into contact with the unknowns and was taken over."

"He attacked us. And killed everyone that we had been trying to keep alive, saving me and Orihime for last so that the unknown occupying his body could make Ichigo watch us die. When she came back and saw the bodies- she came hunting for us. I think it was safe to say at that time, that she was more than just a little bit pissed about the senseless slaughter of innocent people."

"She fought him? Your friend?" Will asked quietly.

Chad nodded his head curtly. His expression growing dark and enraged as he growled out. "She did. And he managed to wound her...badly. By the time she finally killed him- she was barely alive. She'd suffered multiple wounds from multiple fights up until that point; all of which hadn't had much of a chance to heal any. She lost her eyes, her heart muscle was shredded, her lungs were filling with blood faster than she could get rid of it. One of her arms had been almost completely severed, her bones broken."

"She was dying. I knew it. She knew it. Even Orihime knew it. We had the medical equipment to stabilize her. And it was touch and go for a while, but we finally managed it. But she was...barely alive. Her heart stopped several times, we had to cut her open and force tubes inside of her to drain the blood in her lungs. However she had fallen into a coma and was totally unresponsive."

"We almost lost her several more times when help arrived. Because she wasn't in any sort of condition to be moved. She was in the coma for almost a year in a half, I guess. During which time new eyes were found and transplanted along with several new organs that failed. Including her heart."

Everyone was silent and contemplative for several moments as they eyed the girl from where she was standing. She had her back turned to them and looked as if she were studying something.

Just anything that she could do to keep from having to look at them before calling out, "Pair off everyone. Chad- You pair up with Mr. Worf. Commander Data, you're with me."

The spar that they had had was...enlightening for them all, to say the least.

So far Jean-Luc, Will, Worf, and Data had learned far more about their ship's temporary Captain than they had thought that they would. Finding out that Ichigo and her friends had lived on a colony that was wiped out by an unknown alien species had been...oddly informative as to what motivated the girl to do some of the things that she did.

It also explained away some of her skittishness, and nervousness when they had gone to meet her earlier that morning.

Couple that with the fact that the girl had been able to toss Data around like a rag doll. Much like her friend seemed to delight in doing to Worf.

And Jean-Luc was feeling much more comfortable with handing the command of the ship over to her.

Though he and the others were still somewhat on the fence about how she would handle a possible combat situation. The knowledge that she and her friends could actually take care of themselves weighed less heavily on each of their minds.

"I can't believe how easily that girl was able to throw you around, Data." Will said in a disbelieving/awed tone as Worf sat down beside him at the table he and Data had grabbed to sit for a bit in Ten Forward. The little pub/restaurant on board the ship.

"I know," Data said in a slightly bewildered tone. "I still cannot seem to wrap my mind around it. I keep trying to figure out how it is even possible for a human- much less a human female Miss Kurosaki's age- to manage such a feat. Logically speaking, it simply shouldn't be possible. I...weigh far too much."

"Do not feel bad Data. That...boy managed to do a somewhat impossible feat as well." Worf said as he shifted the ice bag that he'd been holding against his head to his other hand.

"You mean throwing you fifty feet?" Will asked with a wry smile as Worf turned his head to glare at him for a moment.

"It was...odd. That is all."

"I'll say." Will muttered under his breath as he kept staring dazedly ahead.