Thirty minutes passed as Eska rested, bathing in the moonlight that illuminated the room. She liked training under it's natural glow. She always felt a better connection to water at night. It was common knowledge that the moonlight made water benders stronger.

As soon as she felt fully recharged, she stood and got back to it. She'd just begun her second set of training when an audible cough filled the room. She looked in the mirror to see Old Man Wu stepping into the room, his broom in tow like always. 

[color=lightblue]"Isn't it way too late to work up a sweat?"[/color]

Eska smiled, slowly lowering the orb of water as she turned to face him. She held the water at her side, her hand hovering above it as she rested the other hand on her hip. "I always train better at night," she responded, her voice revealing her fondness of the old man. He was a kind soul, and a hard worker. He'd been the only constant in the gym during the few years that she'd worked there, aside from it's owner. While he was an A+ janitor he also carried a certain aura of knowledge about him. Not only did Wu have a knack for probending trivia, he also had a perfect memory of the history of Republic City. Most of her coworkers thought he was a wacky old kook. Eska was one of the few that loved to listen to his stories.

"How is your night going? Any new probending stories to tell me?" She asked, waving her hand to deposit the water into a bucket nearby. Her tone was almost eager, but never liked to force stories out of him. The best ones always came when she least expected it. She remembered one day she was about to train another class of younglings, but was ten minutes late because Wu spiraled off on a tale about the best fight ever recorded at the probending arena. She'd been scolded for listening to the man's rants and raves about probending, but Wu had been the most animated she'd ever seen him that day. It was amazing how such a quiet man could act that way when he talked about his passion.