aS uSuAl, LeT mE kNoW yOuR iDeAs FoR cAnDoR/dAuNtLeSs, PrAnKs, FeArS oR aNyThInG eLsE iN tHe FaNfIc!
Fights today. Well, not actual fights. But training, which in my mind is close enough. The initiates arrive on time, like always after the first morning, and Tobias and I have already set up everything that's needed. The initiates chat amongst each other like normal waiting until one of us acknowledges them. This morning, however, I notice a change. Asta is talking to Jet. Normally, Asta and Alex talk to each other and nobody else - trying to keep to themselves. Not this morning, clearly.
"Morning." I call out, walking towards them after Tobias and I finish up. This morning, not much setting up was needed. The initiates will be using the punching bags and they are already set out, so we just organised our training session.
"Morning Six!" The initiates say in different tones, pitches and timing. As a whole, they sound to cheery for what will happen today.
I feel arms wrap around my waist and a chin falls on my shoulders. "Morning Four," the initiates say a few laughing awkwardly but Kiara scowling. Ugh. Kiara.
"Alright." Tobias releases me and switches into instructor Four mode. I walk to the back of the group and watch as he explains what will be happening: two days of training, a fight, a break, a fight, a break, a fight, a break, stage 3. I only half listen and focus on him and the initiates instead. I notice Asta and Jet standing quite close together and that Alex will occasionally say something to Luke. I'm happy for them. It's good to have some friends and it seems they've started making some. They probably didn't want to make friends until they knew who the strong ones were. Jet is as tall and broad as Tobias. He isn't as muscular; spending all your childhood with a book in your hands will do that to you, but he will be good at fights.
Luke has a smaller frame than Jet but is still easily bigger than me. He isn't as muscular as Tobias but it appears that he has more muscle than Jet.
The group breaks apart and each goes to a punching bag. Tobias must have told them to go practice some of the basic punches and kicks he demonstrated. I walk towards the rows we set up and get ready to show the initiates the right way to do things. I walk up to Laura first and tell her to focus on her knees and elbows, just like Tobias told me. Laura has a small figure but she isn't as childish looking as I am. Her body is well defined and curvy and has a feminine looking tone of muscle. I show her the moves I've learnt to be effective and she learns them quickly. Just like my Abnegation side, she will always have her Erudite nature.
I move on to the next punching bag and it's Kiara. Great. I tell her to straighten her arms more and to make sure her thumb is in the right place when punching. I don't know if she takes my advice or not and I really don't care. She's too tall for the elbows and knees to be more effective than her hands and feet. I leave her and pass Sasha's punching bag. She's going well and Tobias is standing next to her telling her things whilst she punches. Sasha is tall and slim. She has more muscle than you would think, you can see the muscles in her legs as she walks or the muscles in her arms every time she shot a gun or threw a knife. Sasha wasn't as puffed as all the other initiates with any physical training so I'm assuming she did something athletic back in Candor. It doesn't matter now though. All that matters right now is how well she can throw a good punch and take a beating.
I reach Alex's punching bag next and you can tell he's been training. Every punch has force and is in a good position. I tell him to watch when he resets from a punch. He leaves his kidneys open for a few seconds after every punch, every time. After I tell him, I watch him and he fixes the problem. I watch Alex for a little bit longer and notice he keeps looking past his punching bag and I wonder what he's looking at. I stand directly behind him and notice what it is. It's Sasha.
"Got your eye on her?" I ask with a smirk.
"Sorry? Six?" Alex acts confused as he throws another aggressive punch into the bag, causing it to rattle.
"Sasha. She's very pretty!" I add and take a step into him, "but she has an average punch. Why don't you show her how to do it properly?" It's phased as a suggestion but I'm pushing him to go talk to a girl he's clearly into. Eventually he nods and I step back and watch him talking to her. I don't listen to what's being said but she laughs a few times and then, he starts showing her how to punch correctly. I don't mind, Alex has an almost perfect punch. Tobias gives me a confused look and I just wink at him. He seems to not be interested because he goes back to showing Luke the technique for a certain kick.
After I'm done watching him, I move to Asta.
"He really likes her you know." She huffs to me when I'm near, "but he's just… I don't even know. He wouldn't talk to her! It's like he thought we always needed to be alone together." Asta laughs. She hurls a kick into the punching bag and I laugh too.
"I understand, my brother was just under a year older and he was similar." Now that I say it, it sounds true. Caleb was always around me.
"Is he a Dauntless member?"
"No." I'm sharp this time and snap back into focus. Asta is an initiate, not my friend.
"Oh," I take Asta's forearm and twist it inwards slightly, putting her in a better position.
"Keep your arm more like this. It means you will be more versatile when you need to block or punch." I inform her and throw a soft, slow punch at her. She blocks if perfectly and throws back a soft punch to my side.
"Got it!" She smiles and I partially do as well, lightening the mood. Asta peers over my shoulder while laughing but quickly returns her eyes back to mine.
When the laughing dies down, I'm the first to speak, "it looks like you've got your eyes on someone too."
Red rushes to Asta's tanned cheeks, "what? Jet? No no no no no he's nice but I don't know if..."
"Get to know him a little better," I smile and start walking off, "he's a great guy!" I say the last part louder and Asta puts her head down and keeps punching.
"Who's a great guy?" Jet overheard the my last sentence and smirks cockily as I reach him.
"Certainly not you!" I laugh and poke my tongue out, "c'mon, show me how your punches look."