"One, six, three, two, one, six, three, two" muttered the young man as his taped fist stuck against the makeshift heavy bag in front of him, a roaring sound echoed throughout the room as the large sand-filled sack was assaulted. He took steady breathes as his routine continued, skipping and pivoting around his target making sure to be mindful of the limited space he had in this storage closest. As time went on the combinations he threw grew more and more complex, his footwork and head movements in sync as he pushed himself farther and farther. This regiment continued for another thirty minutes until finally his body slowly came to a stop, his chest rising and falling as his heart rate normalized.

"I see that you have completed your training for today, was it satisfactory to you?"

Turning around the young man was greeted by the smiling face of his temporary landlord/boss, she held in front of her a pitcher of water and a towel. He always found the way she talked to be oddly robotic which in his opinion was kinda unnerving but as with anything he had gotten used to it with time, besides, her actions spoke far more about her character than her words.

"You know it, now I feel like I can take on the day" He let out a throaty chuckle before he moved towards his host, he wrapped the towel around his neck and brought the pitcher of water to lips slowly downing the cool refreshing liquid. Once he was done he felt out a pleasant sigh "As always thank you for looking out for me Sister Agatha"

"It's my job to help those who are lost and without a place, Mister" She stated matter-o-factually. He found out from day one that she didn't really know how to take compliments or just didn't really care of them, his money was on the latter "Wash up quickly, I have an important job for you to take care of today"

With that, she gives a small bow before exiting the room leaving the young man to gather himself, while he hasn't known Sister Agatha for long Mister still found his inability to read her at all too confusing. It was almost like talking to a doll that just uses prerecord lines, no hint of hesitation to gather her thoughts when talking to her at all. Still, he owned her a lot and would just chalk that up to being one of odd her quirks. Remembering that she had a job that was classified as urgent he decided to waste no more time and went to hit the showers.

Normally Mister would use his shower time to reflect on his life and gather himself so that he would take on the new day with a clear mind, however, he couldn't keep his boss waiting too long so he relegated it to a quick scrub down. Of course, he still makes sure he smelled fresh. Couldn't have Sister thinking he wasn't taking care of his hygiene she didn't seem like the type to find that kind of thing attractive. After making sure he didn't smell rotten Mister tossed on something causal before heading to the main hall of the grand cathedral.

"Well, Looks like the little stray is here"

Mister couldn't help but roll his eyes before turning around to be greeted by nonother than of Sister Agatha's assistance, he has seen the woman a few times and they're conversions were never anything too constructive or interesting. Heck, he was shocked that she was actually a nurse, but she has shown her medical prowess more than once.

"Good Morning to you too, Mrs. Valentine," Mister said with a smirk, he could feel the annoyance coming off of her. In the short time he has known the woman for some reason she didn't like when formal greetings. From what the young man could gather she just wasn't a fan of needless formalities "I assume that Sister Agatha has you caring for someone today?"

"I told you to cut it with that 'Mrs' crap, I'm still in certainly in my prime" As Mister excepted she didn't take to kindly to his simple words, One thing he could never understand was how a medical professional could radiate such a malicious aura "I have no one lined up today, of course, that may change here soon"

"Actually, today I would like to have the two of you have will be working together"

The soft monotone tone of Sister Agatha rang out as she approached the two of them, in her hand were a pair of black gloves with the church's emblem. The Nun stopped right in front of Mister before reaching down and clasping his hands into her own. The young man seemed bashful at the action, as always her face was void of any readable emotions as she began to speak once more.

"You have informed me of your talents and I wish to see the full extent of them" She began, her hands slowly moving back to her side leaving Mister with only the gloves in his possession. He glanced at Valentine only to get a shrug telling him that she was just as clueless as him "There's evil in this kingdom and I can no longer sit by while it runs wild, with this gift I need your help to stop it"

Mister looked down at what he was given and allowed the words she said to sink in, the task she has given until this point was simple. Fix some holes in the building, carrying things around for her, and being a general handyman. While polishing the weird goddess statue he did bring up his past occupations and training, he didn't think that it would translate to holy crusader to her. The glove had an odd feel to them, they were smooth and cold to the touch.

"If you don't want to engage in assisting me that's perfectly fine," slowly she moved her hands up until they lightly touched the sides of his face, her thumbs caressing his cheeks. Her lips curved into the smile yet gentle smile that she would show to put others at ease "But know that I believe the trinity bought us together for a reason, and I feel as if I can trust as much as I can Valentine"

The room got quiet, so much so that even the slightness noises outside could be heard through the church walls. Mister looked at Sister Agatha and while he still had his doubts he couldn't deny the fact that this was the woman who gave him a place and helped him out when he first arrived. A woman that was still giving him the choice to assist her so that maybe he could help others as she helps him, he knew there was corruption in this area and it was only getting worse so for a woman of her faith it must be a nightmare. Slipping on the gloves and testing them a bit he gave her a reassuring smile.

"So, what's our first job Sister?"