approaching total completion // battle training

[GOLDENBOY.]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; text-align: justify;"]➸ Battle training. Ouch. The last time Goldenboy had gone through anything of the sort was a couple days before - well. He'd just leave it at "before". It had not been physical training though, but rather practicing his aim with a pistol and throwing dud grenades. The idea of contact in a physical fight made him uncomfortable - no, he didn't want anyone touching him, least of all in a fighting sense. Self-defense was something he was eventually going to have to re-learn, but for now, Goldenboy would sit on the sidelines and simply watch. Which was nothing to sneeze at in itself, as Goldenboy would be able to easily pick up on certain techniques simply by observing them. Actually imitating them would be another thing, but for now the caracal was fine studying the material rather than taking the test or some other metaphor about not participating. If Rimmy made an appearance Goldenboy might be tempted, as there was no way in Hell he would stand a chance against Vagabond and he still trusted Rimmy more than he did himself, but in the meantime the caracal sat off the side and flashed a grin at the other two present.