*Freya's POV*
After Lenalee had given me the most exhausting tour of the black order I asked where my room was before snatching the key from her hand, and after consulting my memory I found where all the rooms where and where I would be staying for the foreseeable future. After great effort in opening the door I had to pause for a second when I saw the condition of the room.
'I thought these guy's are supposed to be loaded. Why the fuck is this room a cheap piece of shit then?!' I thought in disgust as I looked at the cramped dusty room that they had given me. Sure this wasn't the worst room I've ever been in but it by far wasn't the best either. I set my bag that had my belongings on the small desk in the corner before going into the small bathroom connected to the room. I grabbed a clean sports bra, and a pair of baggy pants to change into after a quick shower to wash all the dirt and grime off my body.
After I had stepped out of the small shower I ran my fingers through my hair untangling the last few knots in my hair before putting it into a quick single french braid down my back. I looked out the small window that was on the far wall in my room and saw the sky was already beginning to darken as the sun began to set.
"There's no way I'm going to be getting any sleep tonight. I'll see what the training room has to offer." I released a puff of smoke before putting it out on the old desk. That girly samurai is lucky I found a pack in my bag or else I would be hunting him down and string him up by his toes. I slipped on a thin but baggy jacket over my sports bra and made sure Black reaper was in the hidden pocket before I made my way to the training room hoping to relieve some of my boredom.
"Miss Savage! Miss Savage! Wait up!" Called out a high pitched voice from behind me as I passed by the scientific department. I slowed my pace down to a complete stop and let the person catch up to me before making my way to the training room.
"I-I My name is Johnny Gill!. B-But You can call me Johnny!" Spoke a short little man with light brown curly hair put back in to buns, with large round glasses that completely covered his eyes.
"Freya Savage. What do you need Gill?" I addressed him with his last name letting him know I didn't plan to make friends with him.
"W-Well I know it's kinda late right now but I'm the one in charge of making all the exorcist's uniforms.. And- Um- If it's not to inconvenient. W-Would it be... ALRIGHT IF I GOT YOU MEASUREMENTS?! I-II I mean If it's-" At this point his entire face was beet red with steam coming out of his ears and he tried to explain he wasn't a pervert. I held up my hand to stop his hysterical rambles.
"I really don't care. I can clearly see you way to innocent to be a pervert. You can take the measurement as long as I get the final say in the design. Deal?" He took my hand with shaky ones before he immediately got to work as he pulled out a measuring tape and pen and paper. It wasn't so bad on my part but poor little guy was completely red and mumbling apologies under his breath every five seconds. And it was plain amusing when he was measuring my chest. After he was done and I gave him a detailed description on how I wanted my exorcists robes. He seemed a little reluctant about how I wanted it made but after a quick sharp look he apologies and scurried away. After staring at the trail of dust he left behind in his wake I put thus strange encounter in the back of my mind before continuing on my way.
After a few more turns here and there I quickly found myself at the training room, and surprise surprise it was completely empty at this time in night with most people being in bed by now. I cracked my knuckles and neck and did a few quick stretches before starting to run around the track. after running around the track for a bit my body temperature had risen to the point of me being to hot in my jacket. So I quickly slid off and dropped it on one of the nearby benches. Seeing that the pull up bares were the closest to me I started with pull ups.
".5...12...34...54.." I counted under my breath as I pulled myself higher.
"154...163...187..." I could feels my arms start to ache by know but I wasn't ready to stop yet.
"304..320...347..367...380..399." I felt my arms start to ache at this point so with one more before swinging my legs up to the bars letting my arms fall behind my head and began to do vertical pull ups.
It was going pretty good it was still completely silent with only the sound of the equipment creaking with every single motion of my body. but as I got halfway though my pull ups I felt eyes on me. I looked around discreetly but it took me a few more minutes to locate them without looking suspicious but it seems they were hiding in the far corner to my left, and noticing the slight amount of blood lust they could hide it brought a smirk to my face when I figured out who it was.
"People might mistake you for my stalker Samurai if they catch you spying on me when I'm working out." I called out smirking even more when I felt the blood lust spike in the air as they walked out of their corner slowly. He looked exactly the same when I met her earlier today other than the black sweatpants and long sleeve t-shirt.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He demanded as I continued with my pull ups.
"234... What does it look like I'm doing here...242." I answered back flatly.
"265.. Shouldn't you be I don't know sleeping or something?" I asked slowing down slightly when I felt my abdomen start to ache.
"I don't see how that's any of your business woman."
" Your right its not. But you watching me was bugging..300" I swung my legs up and did a quick flip in the air before landing my feet a couple of meters away from him.
I grabbed a clean rag from one of the table wiping away the sweat from my face when I felt something being thrown my way. Not taking the towel away I snatched the item out of the air seeing it was a wooden sword. I looked over at the samurai seeing the same sword held in his hands.
"Fight me. There's no one else here so you'll have to do. Try not to lose so quickly." He brought his sword up in a clear offensive stance, I looked down at the sword in my hand and decided why not? there's not much more I can do anyway.
"Why not. But I'm not one for using a sword." I walked around him to the rack of weapons placing the sword in it's rightful place before looking at the selection of staffs. Which wasn't much so I grabbed the six foot long one. I walked back over to him stand a good three to four meters in front of him. My shoulders were hunched over with my right feet pointing in front with my left directly behind me. With my staff being pointed towards the ground the end of it sticking up in the air.
We both stood silently facing each other until we both charged at lightning speeds we met in the middle my staff clashing with his sword. our weapons shook with the strength before each strike we sent each other. I let out a bit of blood lust when I charged at him again causing him to falter for a split second.
'There.' Seeing the opening on his left I struck with no mercy letting my staff dig into his shoulder making him lose his stance allowing me to target his abdomen. So twirling my staff behind me I used the blunt end and struck forward into his middle.
"What was that about losing~?" I teased As I twirled my staff again behind mt back clutching it with my left hand.
It seemed my cocky attitude pissed him off as he charged at me again with no warning his sword raised above his head. But that didn't faze me in the slightest as I met his strike with mine. I felt my grin grow wider as added more force making our weapons lean more towards him.
And that was hour our match went. Hours slowly passed as we exchanged blow after blow my hit count beating his by a large margin but he did get a good couple hits in. It was until the sun started to peak through the windows did we final stop. I leaned against one of the stone pillars catching my breath as I drained another bottle of water. Kanda in about the same shape against a pillar right across from me.
"Your not to bad. I only 'killed' you what? thirty? thirty five times? people usually don't last as long as you do. I bet you a really kicker in the bedroom." I winked at him slyly dodging the water bottle he threw at me his face turned slightly red from anger? and maybe slight embarrassment. I snicked into my hand as I heard him mutter curses under his breath. I reached into my discarded coat pockets pulling out my smokes and matches.
I saw Kanda's nose wrinkle at the smell as I lit my smoke taking a small puff from it. He looked ready to throw something at me again but was sadly interrupted byt he door opening showing an older man with short spiky brown hair. And if I remembered correctly he was one of the guy's in Komui's office.
"Yo Kanda. Freya Komui needs to see you in his office in ten minutes we got a mission for you. Oh before I forget my name is Reever I work with Komui, think of me as his babysitter." With that quick introduction he waved goodbye before rushing out the door.
"I guess this is where we call it a day Kanda." I threw my coat over my shoulders before making my way towards the exit.
"Oye! You better not die on your fist mission. Remember You can't die until I kill you."
" I can't tell if your serious about killing me, or it's your weird way of asking me out." I called out quickening my pace when he drew his actual sword.