[u][center][h3]Kuhaku Shiro - Practice Area > Showers[/h3][/center][/u]
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[i]"How long has it been?!"[/i]

Shiro knelt on the ground, his body heavy and struggling to maintain his hold on his weapons. He was wondering how long they had actually been training against one another. Him and this...[i]Bobbie[/i]. Shiro was pleasantly surprised. As he remained there, catching his breath as best he could in between his panting, Bobbie stood in its fighting stance. Ever at the ready. "Bobbie" was right. He did hit pretty hard. Shiro sustaining a few blows here and there that would surely bruise up if it weren't for his Aura. Which, was subsequently running a tad low for his liking. He had really put out, burning off most of his anger from prior and his energy to go with it. Shiro got what he wanted out of it though. He definitely got plenty of practice with his combos and transition attack drills. Drenched in sweat, Shiro took a deep breath and strained as he stood. Willing his body to keep going for just a little longer. They had traded strikes for however long that his poor ears had a persistent ringing in them. It didn't sound nice when geisteel/siderite alloy clashed with whatever the hell Bobbie was made of. When they trained and fought, at moments Shiro thought it was going to rain. Their fighting sounding like the crashes of thunderstorms. Shiro absently hoped he hadn't drawn any attention to himself.

Exhaling deeply, Shiro grinned and sheathed his weapons. Slinging them onto his back, he walked up to Bobbie with his fist out.
Bobbie, when it saw Shiro disarm himself, eased out of its stance.
[b]"Phew! You weren't kiddin' there boss! You just don't quit, huh?"[/b]
That was the advantage of being a robot. You didn't tire. If any parts broke down or wore off, you simply repaired/replaced/upgraded them. Shiro figured that must be a bit of an enjoyable advantage to have over everyone else, thinking of Gren.
[b]"Well, I think that's enough for today. Thanks for your help, Bobbie!"[/b]
Bobbie, looking at Shiro's presented fist recognized the gesture.
Greeting Shiro's knuckles with its own light bump of the fist.
Must've been preprogrammed or learned from prior experiences, Shiro figured.
[b]"I'm all spent, so I'll be going to hit the showers now. Hopefully we can train together in the future some more, Bobbie! Thanks again!"[/b]

As Shiro walked away, he waved his salutations. Bobbie just standing there watching as the faunus boy left. Once gone, Bobbie then kneeled down. Powering off.

Shiro stretched as he walked, a more difficult task than one would think. He wasn't looking forward to feeling sore tomorrow, but at least it would be good. It meant that he gave a good amount of effort. As he returned to Beacon Academy proper, he hoped he didn't look or smell too bad being freshly covered in sweat and dirt. He would have to check his weapons back into the Armory. Then return to the room to get his clothes and toiletries. Finally, the shower to rinse and clean off. Maybe go into town and hit up the arcade and see what's new. A notification rang from his Scroll and he curiously slipped it out to view it. It was from the pizzeria he had ordered from. The order was complete and on its way to where Shiro had directed them. With a smile, Shiro pocketed his Scroll and whistled as he walked.

[i]"Hmm. Maybe I should invite everyone out for pizza after all..."[/i]
Shiro wondered, his eyes looking up at the sky.

He nearly ran into a light pole in his wanderlust.